I remember my brother being there. I was at some event, and most of us were just getting there. I was explaining to him why I had to go back for something. Everything else I knew about this dream is already forgotten.
So.. the other day I posted something on here about not having enough motivation to practice dream recall or do anything that would help me start having LDs again. I guess just thinking about that was all I needed to have one again! Unfortunaly, I remember almost nothing of it because it was in the middle of the night. There were people chasing me, it was really frightening. I got out my phone and dialed 911 and told them people were after me. This made me realize that every time I call 911 I'm always dreaming, so I must be having a lucid dream now! But I didn't really want to do anything but see where the dream would take me so I just kept playing along with it. I was outside in this crowded town full of mostly people I didn't know, along with a few people from my old high school. Many people gathered around a circle to play a game in which they would run around and tag each other and the last one left standing was the winner. Everyone was gathered around watching as they finished up the first round. Then the people running it asked it anyone else wanted to join. My hand was the first to shoot up. Although I was nervous, I thought why not? I don't know most of these people, so it could be fun! My friend sitting next to me cheered me on, along with some other people I didn't even know and they let me join the circle. Then I noticed a few people from my high school and was sad because I never wanted to see those certain people again, but decided it would still be fun. I was placed behind a girl who looked like a slow runner, so I was sure I could catch her, but placed in front of a guy from back in high school. The announcer counted down 3.. 2.. 1... go! Everyone started running around trying to tag one another. I thought it would be a nice friendly game, but then everyone started attacking me and kicking me! I didn't know what was going on and why they were doing this, but I couldn't escape. No one tried to stop them as they beat me up. Everything turned red and then I was outside my body watching it happed. They "killed" me and the next thing I remember was looking at a facebook page of my picture next to 3 other dead people titled "RIP" and my friend's status: Everyone I know is dying! I found this really odd because obviously I was still alive! And I was still out in the open. I went to tell people I was still alive but then I arrived at this snow hill with my grandpa, another dream starting up. There were crowds of people on each side of the hill selling things and me and my grandpa were walking up and down, checking everything out. As we were heading back to our car to leave, I woke up.
12/17/11 NON-LUCID Dream 1: I’m in an area where there are a decent amount of stairs to go up and down to. There was this old man who this really hot blonde was following. She was trying to not to show her breasts by cupping her hands with a bra that had a broken strap I believe. And she was in a white (possibly silver but it's close enough) playboy bunny suit with black rabbit ears with white inside. She started to blush when she looked at me I think, and all I could do is just watch this beauty go downstairs with this old man and a few guards. I tried to knock one of them out, but I felt too afraid to do so, since the last time I tried to knock someone out in a dream, they weren’t affected. While she is being guided by the old guy, I think I go into a different dream scenario, but I can’t remember it clearly. But when I got out of it, I saw the same blonde again going upstairs. (You know how when you go upstairs or downstairs, there’s a small piece of flat surface you walk on to turn and go to the other level? Yeah it was like that) I was on the floor where the bottom and top stairs connected. I see the girl come up and she’s blushing again, but I don’t really focus too much on it (which I should have since blondes make themselves stand out to me as a dream sign). That’s all I can recall for that dream. Dream 2: I was in a football game….. (I NEVER WENT TO A HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL GAME)….I don’t know what team I’m rooting for, but I assume it’s Cypress Lakes High School or maybe some other school because my side was wearing green outfits. I don’t know what I was doing here, all I did was walk around the bleachers on the bottom area and look at random DCs. But then I started to see people in military outfits for some odd reason. Anyway, as I get out of the bleachers, there was a long table that was positioned horizontally, and a few DCs were sitting near it. I see my friend James and was talking to him about something. And the DC to the right of me was this blonde guy who looks like a guy I had for a class. He was asking a teacher if he could go to his music class, and the teacher wasn’t convinced of this person, she thought he was lying. But when he showed a sheet from a folder, I looked at it quickly and saw an assignment he didn’t finish that had music-related information on it. So I told the teacher that he wasn’t lying, and showed her the paper myself, and she finally agreed to let him go. I think the DC was like “Thanks Dude” but I couldn’t remember. But then the teacher started to praise me for helping the person out, and she gave me a light yellow-ish Lifesaver candy as a reward. I take it and thank her for it and sit back down. For some reason I wanted to give the Lifesaver … (OOOOOOOOOOh now I get it…Lifesaver, helping the guy get to his music class on time…haha…clever subconscious…clever…) Anyway, yeah, I decide to give the Lifesaver candy to my friend James. He asked me “Are you Sure?” and I replied “Yeah, I have an extra one anyway.” When I looked for the extra one, it seemed to be crushed, but I didn’t make a big deal out of it. Dream 3: I’m more of a spectator throughout this whole dream. I’m in the desert sector in Code Lyoko, and I’m watching Ulrich mainly trying to destroy some random and tough monsters completely abstract from the main ones. No matter how much he tried, he had to dodge constantly to prevent a fast de-virtualization. Then a person who looks like a Black guy in a heavy black armor that looked pretty bad-ass comes to the rescue and does Ulrich’s “Super Sprint” and charges after the fairly huge monster and splits it into two with ease. The guy’s outfit had a mix of Naked Snake’s alternative outfit in Metal Gear Solid 3 and the rest looked like parts of a knight outfit. So this guy started to help Ulrich out on more monsters coming their way. There was this monster that stuck itself to the edge of a surface and had been shaped like it was supposed to be a wall. It had a Xana logo on the bottom of its body in front, which was its weakness to kill it. But it was protective of it, and I think it shot a part of its body (can’t remember what specifically) at Ulrich and the Mysterious dude in Black. (He looked like the black guy in the tennis team I was part of in Cypress Lakes High School) Both Ulrich and the other guy dodged it easily with Super Sprint, and I can’t remember who made the final stab on the monster, but it was pretty tense seeing this fight because it seemed that if either of them were hit, it would be a one-hit KO to de-virtualization. After that is settled, I think I’m in the room where the Supercomputer is. (I’m still having a dream relating to Code Lyoko) Jeremy was waiting for the tower to be deactivated, but where were a bunch of bees that looked like Beedrills from Pokémon inside of the room trying to attack us. And by a lot, I mean A LOT to start shitting bricks on. X 20+ While I’m trying to dodge them, I can hear the music when Aelita is going to deactivate the tower. (Video below, and it happened to be in the desert sector too so bonus for me ) (This is a bit random, but I just realized how I freaking hate when Aelita does the back flip when EVERYONE IS THIS CLOSE FROM FREAKING DYING IN THE REAL WORLD!!@$!%!%) I see Jeremy is being occupied trying to avoid the Beedrill looking hybrids, so I dashed towards the Supercomputer when Aelita deactivated the tower (I didn’t look to see if she did, I just FELT like she entered the Code for a trip to the past). But before I pressed the Enter Key on the supercomputer, I see a big white light growing at an exponential rate. So I assumed we were going back to the past before we got owned by Beedrills, but I still managed to press it anyway. That’s all I remember.
Updated 06-26-2012 at 05:39 AM by 47756
I dreamed of the mushroom kingdom, I discovered a secret in some sort of pyramid/tomb thing, ghost Yoshis. they had the upper body of a yoshi, but the lower body wisp of a ghost. they didn't want me there and attacked with spears, but they were weak and easily incapacitated. they were some sort of alien race, or at least an intelligent one. they showed me blue towers, with no faces, as if they only had tube-like edges, and no faces. then they showed me these, I can't remember if they were square, like in the picture, or triangle. (not exactly, the real ones were symmetrical) they said that I had found an entrance to their world in the mushroom kingdom, and told me they had entrances in Hyrule Windwaker, and Israel. they told me to seek the burning bush. during this ordeal dream, my entire body resonated so strongly, I thought I was awake. the dream shifted, and the geometry took a flesh tone, I begun to see images and scenes playing of people undergoing surgery to make themselves look like creatures out of star wars, there was an announcer saying something about it being a new reality television show or something.
In waking life I've been sick with nasal and chest congestion and a sore throat. This led me to dream that I was in a hospital room as a bystander during something that had doctors and nurses together in a room. I had a "What is this shit in my mouth, and when I get it out, why does more manifest?" dream. I was spitting in a sink in the hospital room trying to get this nasty, stringy crap out of my mouth. It was all between my lips/cheeks and teeth like cotton from the dentist's office, or dip in the lip of a red-neck. I didn't want the doctor's to think I was going to throw up, so naturally the doctor said, "If your going to throw up..." I don't remember if he said "...go ahead and do it" or "don't do it there" or what, but he knew something was up. I wasn't going to throw up, but I did take my fingers and start pulling the crap out of my mouth. I never saw it, but the junk in my mouth was red and looked stringy like muscle or something. Blah! Finally, my dream changed to where I was looking at a tilting table with a piece of paper like from a straw. At the top, it was a little wider and ovular. It was kind of like straws that some restaurants used to have with a tiny spoon at the end, but it was all paper. It was poorly taped to the tilted table, and by dream logic, it was Neo from The Matrix born prematurely. I fixed the tape job because he was about to slide off the table.
In which Lucy misbehaves, morphs into Morgan Freeman, then goes missing in the woods... I was sitting in the living room with A who was holding a sandwich. Lucy walked over to him, snatched it out of his hand, and ran off with it to the bedroom. I followed her and told her to drop it, but she just ran off with the sandwich. Finally, I caught her and pried her mouth open and started to snatch it out of her mouth. She growled at me. I was stunned. Lucy has always been gentle with her food. She’s stubborn sometimes, but never aggressive to people and always lets you take things right out of her mouth. I taught her to be that way because an aggressive dog is dangerous to both people and to herself. Aggressive dogs get put down. The best thing you can do for a dog is to teach it to not be aggressive to people. I started to feel really guilty that I had gotten slack on my training. I’d let Lucy be possessive with her ball around other dogs. I’d overlooked it when she didn’t come when I called her. She’s lately been jumping up on furniture. Now she was stealing food and growling. I’d become a bad dog owner because I’d grown so comfortable around her. If I was going to save her, I needed to be a strong leader. I reached for the sandwich again and she growled again. This time, I shouted “No!” and snatched it right out of her mouth without fear, pushing her to the ground. She cowered and I stood over her and told her to roll over. Once she was completely submissive, I showed her the sandwich and gave her the command to leave it. I told her “good girl” and gave her a hug. She reached her arms around me and hugged me too. Suddenly, I noticed that her hands were on my butt. I pushed her away and saw that she was Morgan Freeman. I asked him if he just grabbed my butt, and he said it was an accident. I didn’t want to believe that Lucy would try to cop a feel, so I tried to hug her again. Morgan Freeman did it again. I was heartbroken. Somehow, Lucy and Morgan Freeman were the same person. I was really upset because I realized on the one hand that Morgan Freeman is a person, and you can’t make a person submit to another person and expect him to love you no matter how well you treat him. So I understood that he would be manipulative and scheme and try to do things behind my back and then act submissive to my face. This meant that we didn’t have a real relationship and I was confused because it seemed that Lucy and I had always been happy. She was a well-behaved and happy dog and we had a great relationship. I could not figure out what had changed. I looked carefully at Morgan Freeman and realized he must be someone else’s dog. This gave me some relief, but then I wasn’t sure where my Lucy had gone off to. I ran outside and found myself in the woods near my father’s cabin. Mott was there with the new puppy Nac, only instead of one puppy Nac was eight puppies. I knew that Mott and Lucy had been running around the woods together but I didn’t see where Lucy was. Mott and I rounded up all the puppies and locked them in the back of a truck, then we ran out to the road to look for Lucy. My mom insisted that I put Mott on a leash because she didn’t want Mott to run out in front of a car. Then I started to worry that Lucy would get hit by a car herself, and told my father that if he found her crushed and suffering on the side of the road that he should shoot her to put her out of her misery. But just as I was starting to think the worst, she came running out of the woods. She and Mott started rounding up the puppies who were once again loose in the woods. I tried to give Lucy a hug to make up for the fight we had earlier, but Lucy has never been much of a lap dog and really just wanted to run around.
First dream I'm fishing with my friend Michael on the coast of Mexico. We walk along the beach and come to a large fishing boat that's beached. We climb on and walk out to the bow which gives us a view of the ocean. The water is crystal clear but there are rocks below the surface which would make it hard to fish there. I see a deeper hole with no rocks and throw my line into it. There are fish there but they seem to change into strange animal shapes as I watch. Second dream I'm on my way to Sayulita on the Pacific Coast of Mexico. I'm with 4 memebers of my band. We arrive and go to the central plaza to ask about rooms. We find a young Mexican woman who looks friendly and I ask her about housing. She looks like "Selena", a dream guide from a recent lucid dream. She seems to want me to ask her about something other than a place to stay. We move on to a farmer's market and I see a stand with vegetables that are so alive that they are vibrating. The vendor says he knows me and I tell him I'm the guy with the arm wrestling machine from last time? I walk back to the plaza and hear my band playing drums. I walk around in the dark trying to find them.
finally!!! my lucidity is getting back ! dream 1 - I become lucid right away when dream starts. I'm at my hometown holding a dark blue umbrella; it's raining like cats and dogs. I see bricks falling from a tall light tower... the dream is so vivid and long. holding my unbrella I fly all over the town. near me there's my elementay school, but the buidlings that surround the school are all unfamilar. I fly over to the top of the buildings and find a port. the raining stops. I see a huge steam boat coming in the port and hear people below talking. I was afraid of being found out that I'm actually flying, so I leave the port behind. I dont know how I get to somewhere where there's TV, maybe I am at a train station? I am watching a TV.(it was LCD monitor) I want to see my comic PPM as an animation film so I imagine my character Yerin from PPM on the Tv. her face is vivid but the animation sucks. she is waiting for the bus, which reminds me of Dong-in so I imagine him coming toward her. he's wearing that school uniform, but his hair was in weird shape, so I think 'what? that's not his hair!' and then his hair starts to change in a very weird way..... it was funny, but very weird.. -.- anyway Dong-in walks in, greeting Yerin friendly, but she says 'what', being tsun-tsun and all. they sit separately on the bus. Yerin's face blushes. at this moment the anime ends and 2 commercials air.(the commercials were so old, like 90's) after that a question about my PPM anime appeared on the screen: raise your hand if you feel the anime version is different from real comic. I think, of course it is different, and there are 7-8 kids beside me, then 4-5 kids raise their hand. another question appeared: raise your hand if you want PPM comic to be animated.(!!!!) and everyone raises hand including me! I am kinda excited. lol when I turn around I am suddenly in kind of big theatre/ auditorim/ big building with bunch of rooms. I look around and walk, and find a music recording studio, which an orchestra is preparing for recording. I also find a room where 'cartoon culture content award' ceremony is going. I recognize a man who has to do with PPM anime... I feel a little mad toward him when he gets an award. (bc the animation sucked?) I pass the music studio again, seeing women talking in their seats while the players playing their instruments. I do the internet in a computer room I've found and have an urge to search PPM opening song video on Youtube. the video is really weird. it's just a slideshow of retarded high schoolers, and the song is completely unrelated (song by singer Cool?). I scroll down because it's so embarrassing... so I watch that PPM anime again. it's exactly the same anime I saw a while ago (even though it was dream, the anime was still the same, I thought it would change) seeing Dong-in's hair changing in a weird way, again -.- Yerin says 'wut' then she gets on the bus. at this moment I suddenly put myself into the anime scene(?!) and get on the bus before Dong-in comes. I take a seat in the same row with Yerin, and when Dong-in gets on the bus, I forcefully push his shoulder so that he can sit with Yerin. He sits with Yerin, making puzzled face toward me, then I sit like a badass, saying "hey you guys. if you guys sit like that, then what am I? huh?' I think I say this because I kinda want to tease the 'couple'. (forever alone....) Yerin blushes her face again. I laugh because this situation is so funny, and then I wake up. I was still laughing in my bed.
DJ Log: December 16, 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern) · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID · I am driving my truck down a small single-lane country road. As a couple of cars approach from the opposite direction, I hold my lane position and flash my headlights. Both cars quickly get out of the way. I arrive at a small house and park my truck beside the garage. A guy walks out of the house and points to a Toyota Camry sitting in the driveway and says, “That's the one.” It's a light tan, late 90's Camry with over-sized tires on it. I look in the window and see that the floor and seats are full of junk. He starts to move all of the stuff and I return to my truck to grab my backpack. A lady approaches in another Toyota Camry and parks out along the road. She gets out and walks up to me, saying, “This one is 13 years old, so we bought this new one to replace it. It works well, but it's just old.” I reply, “That's not too old. It's just broke in.” She hands me the keys and walks into the house. I open the door of the car, but now there are no seats. The driver side has cushions on the floor and the center console is taking up half of the seating space. I go over to the passenger side and can actually fit in there. The car starts right up and I drive off. As I'm driving down the single-lane dirt road, it is a struggle to figure out which gear the manual transmission should be in. It has a huge shifter like a road tractor which has entirely too many gear selections on it. As I drive along, constantly fighting with the shifter, I finally give up and pull over. I unfold a bicycle from my backpack and ride off, abandoning the car.
Updated 09-29-2012 at 05:32 PM by 36447 (extra categories somehow became selected)
DJ Log: December 16, 2011 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern) · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID · I am sitting in front of my computer, logged into both DV chat and Tinychat. The text on DV chat is moving along so fast that I can't read any of it. On Tinychat, everybody's camera is upside-down. I adjust my camera, but as soon as I start to turn it, the image flips upside down again. Eventually, I give up and just settle for the upside-down video.
Updated 09-29-2012 at 05:33 PM by 36447 (extra categories became selected without my consent)
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 I was in a dark restaurant. The restaurant had a lot of small, black, two-person tables in the main area. I sat at a table there. Off to my left there were some bigger booth tables. Multicolored neon lights seemed to reflect off many of the dark surfaces in the bar. The two-person seating area was pretty full. A business man sat next to me, at the table to my right. He may have been Asian American, maybe in his late thirties or early forties. He wore square glasses and a kind of plain suit. He had a gentle, easygoing, but mature-sounding voice. The man asked me why I had left my previous job. I began to list off a whole bunch of complaints about my former boss. The complaints just got worse and worse, and I just got more and more agitated as I listed them. I think the main complaint was that my boss wanted me out of the office, and that he just neglected me and tortured me until I left. I now noticed that my boss was sitting up in one of the booths off to my left. Red, white, and green light was playing off his face, like a rotating neon sign (or a barber shop pole) was shining on him. My boss was sliding a grey iPad back into a case. It was almost like the iPad was the thickness of a VCR cassette and that the iPad case was like a VCR cassette sleeve. I could tell that my boss had heard everything I'd said about him. I was a little ashamed of myself for having spoken bad about him. But I was also glad that he'd heard it. I hoped that it would sink in somehow, and that he'd feel bad. But I also felt bad for complaining. The business man may have been thinking about hiring me. Now that I'd complained so much, maybe he just thought I wouldn't be a good employee. My boss was now standing just beside me, on my left. He said, "Hey, I need to talk to you for a second." I stood up with him and walked toward the center of the restaurant. There was a wide pillar there, around which was a chest-high counter that had a bunch of computer screens (maybe cash registers?) on it. My boss stopped there and spoke to me. He said "You know, I've been getting the feeling lately that you think I didn't treat you right while you were working for me. And that's just not true. I have a feeling you've been telling people stuff like that. And I really don't want you to." The way he was saying all this made it sound like he had just come to these conclusions all by himself -- like he hadn't heard me speaking at all just now, and the idea had just popped into his head. I knew he was just trying to impress me by making himself sound insightful enough to guess my moves. But I'd seen him listening to my conversation. I told my boss, "I saw you sitting there, listening to everything I said! I knew you were there, and that's why I said it! I'm not sorry I said it! You treated me like garbage while I was there!" (EDIT: I forgot to say that there was also some point where I was even making fun of my boss' voice, doing some kind of high-pitched, flat squealing, with a sheep-like, bleating rhythm. I may have been standing or crouching over my boss while he was laying on the ground. I may even have had his left (?) arm pinned to the ground.) I was now standing out near the dugout of a baseball field in a park. I was with my boss momentarily, still yelling at him. But my boss eventually changed into my old friend R. We were actually standing with a group of people, maybe twelve or fifteen of us, all straggled out along a fence that went along from third base to home plate. R and I were standing just beyond third base. At this point, the fence was separated from the diamond by about twenty meters of lawn, and it went up a small slope. I knew that I had been yelling at R just like I had been yelling at my old boss. But suddenly I felt like R was in control of something in my life. I didn't like R very much, but I felt like I should apologize to him and be nice to him, so that he would stop controlling whatever it was he was controlling in my life, and make things okay for me again. There had been a little bit of a game going on on the ball field, a game between two semi-competitive teams, maybe teams of little kids. But now the kids were all just milling around the field, clearing off the field. There was some sort of ceremony that was now being held on home plate. A kind of tall, kind of fat, bald man in a grey suit, white shirt, and reddish tie was presenting somebody to give a speech. The person was another old friend of mine, E. I only heard one particular phrase from E's speech. I can't remember what it was. But it struck me as attempting to be "folksy," something that would be understood by and sympathized with by all the "common people" around him. I was kind of sickened by this. When I'd first met E, he was a kind of intellectual guy. He struck me as being a genuinely good person. But the older he got, the more he enjoyed cheating and taunting people. But he still tried to carry off the act of being a good guy. By now, it was all just a horrible charade to anybody who knew him. And his speech was an awful example of it. Nevertheless, when E finished his speech, I went after him, to go talk to him. I figured that since he'd done something important like give a speech, and be introduced by a man in a suit, that he might be an important guy now. He might be able to help me out in my own difficulties. E walked over toward the fence, toward a section closer to home plate. I hurried down toward him. I may have reached him and started talking to him, in a really shameful kiss-up kind of way. Dream #2 I was in some place like a house or a mansion. I was in what looked like a big living room. But I may have been sitting on the left edge of a bed. The room was all made of dark wood. There were no lights on. But a lot of natural light was coming through a doorway, probably a wide doorway into a bathroom. The bed didn't have any blankets on it, just a white sheet around the mattress and a white sheet over that. The bed may actually have been a hide-a-bed, the kind that pulls out from under the cushions of a couch. Just off to my right, a guy stood talking. It was as if he were in a commercial, or in some kind of "special features" style mini-documentary for a movie. He, and everything around him, had a gauzy haze, like I was already watching the documentary, and the view from the camera lens, which was in some kind of soft focus. The guy was some famous director. He looked like he was from the late 1970s or early 1980s. He was kind of skinny, with hair down just below his shoulders. He wore roundish, black-rimmed glasses and some kind of nerdy-looking suit. The director had a kind of high, but full voice, so everything he said sounded a little pompous, and a little more like singing than talking. The director was talking about his future plans. But he didn't really seem to have any. He may have mentioned that he'd done a lot of work already, and that he now planned to just spend time with his family, to re-charge a little. The director said that the thing that ruined a lot of creative people nowadays was letting themselves get too overrun by taking on too many tasks. Their work was cheapened, and the artists would get burnt out. The director said that he was going to try not to let this happen to him. I stood up and walked toward the bathroom, still hearing the director, as if he were speaking directly into my head. The director may have started talking about the French filmmaker Francois Truffaut's career as an example of burning out. I may have seen some black and white photos of Truffaut, intercut with solid views of lavender color. I now stood in the bathroom, looking down into the bathtub. I was thinking of taking a shower. But there was a little reddish dirt or grime ringing the side of the tub and dusting up the floor of it. I was kind of grossed out by this. I wondered how a bathtub could be so poorly taken care of in such a rich house as this. I may have thought I'd clean the tub. But I also may have thought that I just wouldn't take a shower. Dream #3 I was in a house with my sister. I was in the living room, and my sister was in the kitchen. Both rooms were small, so even though we were in two rooms, it felt like we were hanging out together. The living room had no lights on, but light came into it through the kitchen. I had been sitting on the couch, probably watching a movie on a TV that stood on an entertainment center just off to my left. But now I stood up and walked into the kitchen. My sister was sitting at the kitchen table, doing something -- maybe writing, or coloring in a coloring book, or doing something on her phone. At some point my sister may have turned into a blonde girl I knew in high school, though she may have been college-aged. I told my sister that I was going to take a shower. She said okay. But she then mumbled something about the university I'd attended. I didn't understand what my sister had said. So I asked her to say it again. Again my sister just quickly mumbled something about the university I'd attended. It was like my sister was giving me news about the university. But it was more like she was sharing her reactions to the news with me. She already expected me to know what the news was. And if I didn't know the news, she would just figure I was pretty stupid. This was even more the case -- at least in my mind -- because my sister had been told the news by a man that she was attracted to. This man was maybe ten years older than I. He was big and strong and probably involved in business in some way or another. If this man could outdo me with his knowledge, through my sister, my sister -- I thought -- would feel like she didn't need to respect me, or even treat me nicely, anymore. So after I'd determined that my sister had really mentioned something about news regarding the university I'd attended, I just said something really non-committal, like, "Yeah, it's pretty crazy, right? I can't believe it," and then walked to the shower. I walked down the dim hallway and into the dark bathroom. I didn't turn any lights on. I closed the door. I must have stripped out of my clothes, too. I now figured I would look at my phone, try to get whatever news I could about my old university, and, while I was showering, think up some responses to give my sister. When I turned on the news, though, I found a web page that said that the house of famous actress Barbara Steele had caught fire. Apparently Barbara Steele (an actress famous for her roles in Federico Fellini's 8 1/2 and David Cronenberg's Shivers) nowadays lived in my old university town. The news article showed a picture of Steele's house. But the photo was from the roof of the house. The roof, actually, took up almost all the photo. And the main focus of the photo seemed to be a small array of solar panels that now seemed to be sinking down through the roof. There may also have been snow on the roof, and there were a few men on the roof, apparently in the middle of putting out the fire. The house seemed like it was just a regular, suburban house in a regular, suburban neighborhood, not a big mansion one would expect a movie star to live in. The news article said that Barbara Steele had been in the fire, and that she'd been rushed to the hospital. It seemed to imply that she'd died. But I couldn't really determine whether that was true. I figured this must have been the article my sister had been talking about. My sister would know how much I loved Barbara Steele. So she probably would have wanted to discuss with me any news she'd heard about her. I started thinking of responses to give my sister about the article. But now I could hear (and maybe even see, in my mind's eye) my sister and the older man talking with each other. My sister was telling the older man that I seeemed to be going through some sort of difficulty. My sister even seemed to imply that I'd lost or was lacking something, as if the older man might help me get a replacement. I was a little upset that my sister had told the man all of this, especially since my sister and the older man already seemed to be planning with each other how they could make me feel less intelligent than they were. But I was also relieved. I knew I was missing something. And maybe the man could help me find it. I figured that once I got out of the shower I'd approach the man very humbly and ask him to help me. But now I saw a strange image. It was a cartoon, or a comic book. A little girl had knocked on a door (her own front door?). A man, maybe the girl's dad, had answered the door. The man let his wife know that the girl was at the door. But something about what the man said made me realize that the man and girl were going to have sex. They had probably already had sex in the past. It was like the man and the little girl were in love with each other.
Updated 12-16-2011 at 03:10 PM by 37466 (added edit paragraph in dream #1)
Can't quite remember last nights dream, only that it involved some futuristic setting. I remember it taking place in the day too. Though, I didn't get much of an impression after I woke up. Thank god it's Friday, so hopefully I'll see some increased recall over the winter break.
i remember girls and stuff like i was runnign somehting and i found an old friend from cyprus then we sleep hypnotize or something in a basketball outdoor hall something like that. but the weirdest was.. i was sleeping and the window closed so it was dark inside the room and i woke up and i was searching my socks ! ... but i though i was dreaming.. and i was searching searching then i looked the room again more focusly and i saw that i woke up and i had my socks off.. i was like wtf.. my room was m oving ;D i think i had kind of headache.. thatsa ll
Lucid Fragment I became lucid after more or less chaining some dreams together. I did a hadouken and a shoryuken on some guy. I remember the hadouken blowing him away but I don't think I connected with the shoryuken that well. Or maybe I did. This was a dream goal so not bad. Dream I'm with two people, one about the same age as me and the other is a small child(I think they were a girl). I was in the future the landscape was almost Tron-like a definite mix between Legacy and the original. I'm Batman Beyond aswell, but I'm trying to keep undercover. I save the girl from some woman and her crony, she was old and her henchman was a big brute. Like Ma Mayhem from the Batman Beyond episode "The Egg Baby". At one point I nearly blew my cover because of the way Batman punched and I said that "I've seen that before". My other friend there said "How? He hasn't been here before." To which I replied "I've seen it on the show" demolishing the 4th wall. I ran with the two people to a squash court and then finished the lady and her guy. I think, probably anyway. I also remember seeing Terry McGuiness doing poses in his Batman costume.
Hey! How¨s it going? Hope your doing fine. Im totally new to this but Im so happy with what happened last night that I wanted to share it with you. I managed to recall 5 dreams, usually I remember 0-1.5. After being lazy for I while Im back on track. I dont know how big impact that has on the dream recalling but I will just mention it quickly. When Im on track the first thing I do in the morning is going out 30 min for a power walk to burn some fat. At the same time im having my DSLR camera with me to take photos of everything that amazes me. Its a way for me to stay inspired and see the world with open eyes. Then I eat six times a day, every third hour, and working out 30 min in the morning and doing 30 min yoga or stretching in the afternoon if I feel motivated. Ok, thats it for life balance. So last night, what did I do? Time is 22.30. I started dimming down the room and started to chill down with a cup of tee. At 23.00 I started to review my day backwards to practice dream recalling, see if I did something meaningful through the day and to empty my mind. I tried to give every event some meaning so I could write it down, what did I learn from it and then move on. After 15 min I was ready to go for meditation, just another way to clear my mind and getting prepared to relax. So at 23.30 I was done and laid down to listen to 30 min of hemi-sync(the gateway experience) to get to focus 10 and totally relax. At 00.00 I was ready to go to sleep, totally relaxed. Just before I had a big glas of water and then while I was going to fall asleep I repeated the mantra "tonight I want to remember all my dreams very clear". At 03.20 I woke up to go to the toilet and that was nr1. Back at bed I put my alarm clock to 3h ahead. So when I woke up at 6.25 I remembered nr2. Then I stayed up and meditated for 30 min before I did a MILD-WBTB. But, when I went to bed a put my headphones on and listened to the 1.30h long lucid induction hemi sync tape. This was the first time I tried it out. Wow, that was crazzzyy!! I went into focus 10 but I couldn't fall asleep. I was like wtf is this shit, how can I have an LD if I cant fall asleep? Then from nowhere, I just realized I just had a dream, but I didnt know how, because I knew I was conscious. I didnt have time to think much about it before I suddenly woke up from my second dream, but I didn't wake up, false awakening, never experienced that before, then I was dragged into the 5th dream. I cant explain it, it was so strange! I felt like I was conscious the whole time, but then from nowhere I realized I had a dream. Then when I woke up I was so exited to write it down so I forgot everything. I was so pissed of, but when I relaxed a bit they all came back.. Here are some of todays pictures:: Time to make a choice? The clouds looks really cool I think. Dont miss the train! I thought that was the moon, it was the sun. Spooky scen.. Is it time to leave or to land? Life! Dream consciously till next time!
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