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It was a cold, stormy winter night. I woke from my bed to a shaking in my house. I heard a loud rumble overhead as well as the walls and my bed shaking. I get up and look out the window to find that people were leaving their homes and being carted into vehicles. It wasn't pretty, people were being beaten and shoved into these vehicles. I knew something was wrong and I left my house with what little I could find quickly to survive a cold winter night. The setting of this dream was in a town situated in a tight valley with very tall mountains surrounding this valley. Most of the homes and neighbourhoods were loosly knit, there was forest in between each home, and it would be very easy for someone to dig a hole in the snow and hide from the invading army.

So I left my home and realized I hardly had what I needed. I had a feeling that things would never be the same again, and I had to struggle to protect my own life. So I started going from home to home, ones that had been evacuated, looking for things that I could use to survive. I was breaking and entering these homes, and obviously stealing. In my dream I had gone through about 5 or 6 homes. One of the houses I remember being a small house. The kitchen was directly across from the front door, there was one little room with a bed off to the right. The main area or the living room was a part of the one large room in the house which had the kitchen in it. There were pots and pans hanging from a rack on the ceiling. Thinking back on it now it looked like an old trappers cabin. But I happened to find an old rifle, knowing about guns now, I think it was an old 6.5 swedish mauser. It had like a 30'' barrel and a scope fit for shooting at 800+ yards. Needless to say this thing had guts and could probably tear a hole through some pretty thick armour. I also found a couple 2 way radios and an old military backpack. Apparently this guy had some experience in a war or something. So I grabbed what I could and raided a couple more homes.

I had for some reason met up with my brother. It was a random happening and I gave him a big hug, I was happy to know that he was still alive. I told him we needed to raid homes and keep gathering supplies. We mapped out a gathering location and promised he would meet me there. I said OK, so we parted ways and I proceeded down the mountainside, trying to break into more homes. It became increasingly difficult though because the further down the mountain I went, the closer I was to this army. I finally got close enough to one of these vehicles to see who the army was. I wasn't very surprised to see that it was the chinese. A big red star painted one of the trucks and there were many soldiers. I didn't get to see the soldiers up close but I could see enough of their equipment to be sure it was chinese.

I was laying in the snow (I had prepared a backpack fit for winter survival by this point) and I began to serpentine past the vehicles. I tried to raise my brother on the radio but I got no response. This made me worried as we were supposed to be checking in with eachother so often to see if we were OK. I tried 3 more times to get my brother on the radio and nothing. I decided to creep closer to the center of town where I figured most of the chaos was taking place. The night was now slowly turning to day and for some reason a lot of people in the town had no idea we were being invaded. It was business as usual in this little town while the outskirts got carted away, no one was allowed to place phone calls, and no one knew of the invasion. I decided to get everyone educated, starting with the children. So I went to the local elementary school to evacuate the kids and the teachers before the military carted them away.

Immediately after entering the school I got some pretty strange and worried looks from people. I had this cannon of a rifle strapped to my shoulder still and I was pretty decked out in military gear. I got lucky with my house raids and packed just the right equipment for survival. I saw one young woman who was a teacher and I grabbed her arm and took her into a private room. I told her that China was invading us, and she didn't believe me at first. But somehow I managed to convince her and one of the orders of business was to barracade the school so none of the soldiers could enter the school and take the children away. No sooner did the school get all sealed up that the Chinese army took the whole town by surprise. We were completely surrounded and I had no idea what to do at that point.

I decided to try and make a stand, so I climbed up to the roof of this building. To my surprise I found a couple others up there also armed with rifles. I took a look around and soldiers were totally surrounding the school. I pulled the mauser off my shoulder and aimed it at a tank. A soldier saw me and the others up there and the tank aimed its cannon straight at me. I remember thinking, oh god how am I going to get out of this. We are surely as good as dead. That's the point where the dream ended and I woke up.

Just so everyone knows, im a guy, and i am not gay, in this dream my friend is dead. He means a lot to me and i would be incredibly upset if anything ever happened to him.
Ok so the dream started out in the auditorium of the middle school. At first it was like the lunch tables were there and we were eating lunch or getting ready for a presentation. I was sitting there, Micah was sitting on my right side, and i think it was arealia sitting on my left side. I had layed over on Micah a few times, just wanting to take a nap. The next thing i know, all the seats were in the auditorium like normal, and i was sitting on the left side of the center section. We were having a funeral for my friend. My best friend. His names is trey. He had shot himself through the mouth and out his head. But i think i had heard this while in a previous dream last night. And it just carried over and created a whole dream. While in the auditorium, the person up on stage was Coach West. He was apparently there because it was his job to do so. I remember two people going up and, i think, signing a paper(?), the only person i directly recall going up there is beau brannigan. I then went up there and had a paper i got from my friends (erin's) notebook. While going up there people were starting to leave, and the audidotium was already half empty. I got up there and started to write something on a piece of paper. I didn't like it so i wadded it up and went and got another piece of paper. I was writing with a pencil, i dont remember exactly what i wrote, but i do remember writing things like "idc about other things", "idk" about something, and i messed up a lot and i just scribbled out the things i messed up and started a couple lines down. I got to the end of the paper and thought that now i couldn't write on the back because i was writing with a marker, and it would bleed through, i knew i was writing with a marker because all the writing on the page was of a marker. I was very emotionally hurt by now, i was crying, i remember seeing tears fall down on the paper (and it was so realistic, because thats where my focus was), and there was a big heart drawn on the page to, in red (obviously, they always are), and when my tear hit it, it kinda went away and the paper stuck to the table, because it was wet in that spot, but it came back somewhat as the paper was pulled away from the table. Then Coach West was saying that he has to leave at 3:21. The next thing that i remember is going to look at his casket. It was there at some point, then at some point it wasn't, and i went to examine what was in its place and it was some of his clothes. Coach West told me that they were his clothes, and i said that i knew. I straightened the clothes back up and then began to look at what i assumed his body to be in. It was a metal canister about chest height, and as big as a circle you can make with your two thumbs and two index fingers. I wanted to go look in it. But i didn't. I thought that maybe now he was just squished in there, then i thought that he was just in there and it would be like someone had put him in a blender. I was back to writing on the paper, and crying.
Im pretty sure nothing else happend. I then woke up, and i was sweating profusely. I just kinda layed there, being thankful that it was a dream. A few times between now (6:10) and when i woke up (5:23) i started tearing up.

Church

I show up late to church, and miss choir practice. Or else I got sidetracked once I got to church and didn't make it. I am messing around in the basement doing something, and realize that the service is starting. I decide not to enter through the side door to the sanctuary, since I have to cross to the other side of the room to get to where my family is sitting. I go around another way so as to be more discreet.

Concentration Camp

I am in a concentration camp. It seems to be like an episode of Hogans Heroes, because although I am a prisoner everything seems light hearted. The Germans have a shipment of new machine guns coming in, and we somehow get a hold of one. They are big guns, with ammunition included.

I go into a room where there is a table. We start drinking beer, or something. Some other guy pours the beer onto the table, and we lap it up. Knowing an easier way to drink, somebody makes a groove appear all the way around the table to catch the beer that is poured onto it. There are small resevoirs cut into the table as well.

There is a code of some sort I am trying to crack. Someone says it is related to a message that my Grandfather received 40 years ago. We aren't even quite sure what the message was, but I think it has to do with something weird that someone told him. This person had said a jumble of seemingly random words. I look at the paper with the code on it, which is also a bunch of random words. I try inserting letters from the phrase my Grandfather heard into the message, but I don't get anything meaningful.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a freaky dream last night, I guess you could call it a nightmare. Also two fragments.

23.00: Sleep

03.30: Time to come clean
I receive a text message on my phone. It's my mom, telling me something I don't want to forget about later that week. 'Oh god... How will I ever be able to look her in the eyes again? I put the phone in my pocket and start walking. Strangely enough the deeds I've done doesn't disturb me half as much as the thought of finally coming clean, but it has to be done. 'How many is it now? Three... No wait four.' I walk out on a bridge going over a road. I look down at what I'm holding. It's a human head with most of the flesh gone. I throw it over the bridge and watch it roll down the dim lit street. A parked van stops it and a loud "bang" follows. 'Someone must have heard that, it's done. They will find my prints on that head and put me away for ever.'

I walk across the bridge and take a right just after some shacks. I head down to the end of the street where a river is flowing by. 'Who have I killed now? My sister Malin, her friend Diana, some evil guy who did something bad and one more. Perhaps I should grab a canoe and just run away?' I feel so bad about it all, what I'm about to face, that I can barely take it. I open a cage nearby and take off my pants. I decide to see if anyone's found the head yet. I walk around the corner and should be able to see the van from behind now, but it's not there. There's just a big cleaning truck sweeping the streets.

The dream skips. I'm talking to my dad in his house. He says something about my sister Malin. "Oh, so I didn't do anything then!" I exclaim, happier than ever. I ask him about Diana. "She's been dead for a while now, you know that" he tells me. 'Fuck. That means I really killed her.'

05.30: Fragments
*I'm down at a football field made out of gravel. There are tracks from a car all around. My coworker David shows up and tells me he's the one responsible for them. I look up at the building and another coworker is up on the roof. He lifts a girl up and puts her down again. All of a sudden my friend Henrik appears and tells me that the guy on the roof eats alot of candy because that's good for you when you're working out alot. I tell them I usually eat nuts instead. David asks me if he can borrow my car. The place he's going to is not even a hundred meters away but he can't be bothered to walk.

*I'm in a car with Monica. We're on a paved road in the middle of the woods which is slick as hell. We almost go off the road. "I don't feel like visiting my mom anymore. Not now when her husband's got MS, they won't even remember me being there then" she tells me.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I'm at my old house on burford road. Me & Joe are folding and packing up some cloths, i find a dress and some shoes, neither one of us knows who it belongs to. "its probably hayley's, she stayed here a while back - must have left it here" i say to Joe. He agrees with me, the dress is black with white pokadots and a green thread around the edge of the dress.

I ask Joe if he has seen Hayley Lately & he says yes, im slightly taken aback by this as they arent actually friends.

We leave the house and get in my car.

Dream 2

Im now with my italian family, round a dinner table they are telling me about some aftershave i left there, its in a baby blue bottle, they place it on the table and tell me to take it with me, i say something like "oh i had completely forgotten about that"

My family continue to talk to me about things but i blank it out and stare at the aftershave bottle, its a really weird shape...

Dream 3

Im on a beach, its really nice, its hot, sunny and the sea is really blue. Im with my italian family again, i walk away from them all down to a little shed with loads of towels draped all over it, it has a sign that says something about 10 euros. I reach out in my mind to my cousin, Nicola, i ask her a few questions. To my amazement, writing starts to appear on the towel that is closest to me, and its answering the questions i asked!
We talk back and forth for a while, then I turn around and go for a stroll at the seas edge, i end up on a mini island where the sand is more raised and the tide is coming in, i turn back and look at the shed, i see a huge crows of kids all standing there, pointing at it. I figure that nicola must still be communicating so i head back there.

As i get there i find that there is more writing on the towels - i decide to freak out/ show off to, the kids. I strike up the conversation again, out loud this time so they can hear me. The kids are amazed when they see the writing appear, my other cousin Natalia comes over to see what the fuss is about she doesn't believe that i am talking to Nicola, so i say "nic, Natalia is here and she says hi to Daniel" we wait for a few seconds, then writing appears "hey Talia!" She is shocked & gets the whole family to come over.

Dream 4

I am in an urban environment, i am given an option to select a mech suit and choose a red one that looks pretty cool. Once i select it i am INSIDE the mech and enemies start to appear pretty much straight away, i target and lock onto them by imagining my xbox controller and pressing LT. I then fire at them all by pressing A.

I figure out how to use the mechs jet pack and begin flying around above the enemies shooting away. I land on a rooftop and see a load of vehicle type mechs but through a wall next to me, as they are coming out im hammering the LT button and targeting them all, once they are locked, i jet pack up again and blast them whilst in the air.

Alright, here are some dreams I've been too lazy to record that I've had since my last major entry, I'm finally getting them out of the way so I can post some actually interesting stuff that I'm dreaming about now. I don't remember exactly what days they happened anymore so I'm just going to number them.

#1

I was walking around college (although it looked like a fusion of my junior and senior high schools) with O but got separated from him, so I was searching around a hallway for him when Neil Patrick Harris ran up to me! I see that he's wearing a lab coat and instantly think "Oh, he must be part of the alien studies project." He grabs my wrist and starts pulling me while running so I have to run to keep up with him, and he starts talking about how they're starting some alien autopsy study where they're doing the testing on human volunteers first... for some reason. He looks back at me and says "Thanks for doing this." to which I respond "I never agreed to do anything." He ignores me and starts talking about how all of the other human volunteers they've had so far have ended up having some horrible aftereffects that I don't really remember much of, but they generally sounded terrible. He stops running so I do too, and he looks back at me and squints and just stares for a second, then says "...You'll probably be fine." We start running again as I say "Probably??" He starts explaining the mechanics of what they're doing, which I also don't remember well, but I remember him saying "I don't think this causes too much blood." (Causes too much blood? ) Then he goes on to describe how the machine they use was having some really bad malfunction in all of their previous tests as well, and there were even more terrifying things happening to the volunteers as a result of it, but after he stops talking he stops running again and stares off into the distance and says "I think they fixed that." As he was explaining that last part we had entered a science class room, and then he took me through a door in the back into a small office-like room where there was a woman in a lab coat sitting at a desk. Then he turns to me and goes "But first, I'm gonna do a magic trick! " He makes himself turn invisible, and then reaches over (but of course I don't see it) to a bowl on the desk that's filled with cherries and grapes, still on branches. He picks them up and starts tying the branches together and the woman (his assistant) says "It looks like Arby's food!" and I laugh and say "It's just cherries and grapes!" and she SLAMS her hand down on the desk, points to me with a pissed-off look on her face and yells "You have been warned!!" (I have?? ) He finishes tying branches together and I realize that he's made a dragon sculpture out of them, and he even opens the mouth and starts making screeching sounds (and of course it looks like it's doing it on its own because he's invisible). I'm laughing hysterically at this point and dropping a large number of couch pillows which suddenly appeared in my hands. He makes himself visible again and hands me a piece of paper that tells me not to be so worried about my future, and just take life as it comes.

#2

I'm teaching a class and I'm doing my best to make sure that all of the kids behave, but they're all pissed off at me for some reason and they start stealing my keys and things just to torment me for hours until they finally hand in their homework to force me to do it for them and I realize that my dad's been making extremely hard extra homework for them to make them angry so I grab my keys from them and fly out of the room so fast that I leave a trail of demonic fire in my wake. (Flying has always been my strongest dream power for as long as I can remember, in non-lucids I generally travel at a normal speed but I can go pretty frickin' fast, the first time I tired it in a lucid it was accompanied by a sonic boom and the speed was so intense that it woke me up in about a second and a half. ) I make it home and start to cuss out my dad for being so irresponsible because's he's a teacher in real life! Then I walk out to the kitchen and see my mom there and say "Oh, mom's home." Somewhat anticlimactic of an ending lol.

#3

I'm in a plane crash with a group of people that I went to public school with, although most of whom I didn't normally associate with. I remember that part of the dream because it was intense, but after that there's a lot of blurriness until the point when we're finally getting back on a new plane to go to... well, wherever it was we were headed in the first place. But still, we're understandably a little freaked out at the thought of being on a plane again. J checks his bags ahead of me and then walks off to the seats (which are conveniently located about ten feet away from where you check your luggage ), and I check mine and plan to go sit next to him but I'm told that I have to go take the seat up in the cockpit behind the pilot because I'm "being a troublemaker." I say "Damnit, does this mean I have to talk to A the whole time?" (Referring to myself in third person, literally thinking it's someone else, who I guess I'm annoyed at the thought of having to talk to. ) The guy responds "Are you serious?" and points to the cockpit. I go sit down and I'm watching out the front window. The plane is already in the air and is doing some serious loops through the sky, but it seems like a normal way to fly at the time. I watch as our view goes back and forth between the sky and the ground (we're flying REALLY low!) and at one point I look at a billboard and see the face of Charlie from Lost, although his face wasn't actually on the board... it just invoked the image so intensely in my mind that I saw it as clear as day, but it didn't actually enter the dream scenery, it was just kind of on top of it, like my mind's eye vision was exactly as clear as my normal vision... kind of hard to explain. Anyway, I'm starting to feel a little anxious and sick, so I go to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror and see if I look like I'm sick or if I'm losing color or anything like that. When I get there, I see my face literally rotting, melting off, and turning to stone (especially my neck), and the grim reaper(!) is standing behind me. And I mean really detailed, with a fiery flowing black robe and blue and black swirls of smoke and a gigantic evil-looking scythe and this aura of pure darkness. I inspect myself a little closer and say "Nah, it's probably nothing, I'm just letting myself get psyched out." I walk into the cabin instead of going back to the cockpit and everyone screams and someone points at me and yells "Fridge neck!" I start freaking out again and go "Oh no, does it look bad??" and start scratching at my neck, while everyone starts making these D: faces that start expanding to be bigger and bigger until they cover their whole faces and then their jaws starts enlarging so that the face can keep expanding (which looks really, really cartoony), and then I wake up from an adrenaline rush.

#4

O and I and some other students from our college are eating in the cafeteria of some school other than our own, and one of the guys who goes to that school starts getting really pissed off saying that we're not allowed to eat any food except from one small area, but everyone does anyway. I like messing with the guy because he's being a prick, and eventually he's so angry that he starts going on this loud, ridiculous speech, that ends up having some religious undertones, about how it's THEIR school and THEIR food and THEIR right to eat and yadda yadda yadda.... O comes over to my table and laughs at him with me while we eat our food and I browse the internet on my laptop.

#5

This one is a little fragmenty. My log starts with this first part I don't really remember much about that reads "Save the world, emotional texting with M mad at dad to not be sad for him (crying)". After that my memory starts to pick up. I was playing a game, but I had to put it on hold to drive a friend of mine (M, but a different M from the first part) back to their car in [a nearby city] so that I could get back in time for the DMT revolution. I go to the back fridge we have to get something to drink, and when I get back there there are bottles of shampoo and large, empty glass mugs on top of the fridge for some reason. I just end up staring at them confused until I wake up.

#6

Somewhere before this dream I had a dream that happened in anime format, I wish I could remember it.

I'm having a sleepover with O, M, and S. Originally it was at my grandparents' house and we were listening to dubstep and it was making me sleepy so I eventually passed out. I had a dream-in-a-dream about doing some intense dance moves with an old friend, C, in some big fancy kitchen. But it didn't last long, and soon I woke up at the slumber party again when everyone else had already fallen asleep, although the scene had changed to my house. Everyone else starts waking up and we talk about music that we heard in our dreams (mine was "Here We Go" by Bassnectar) and it starts transitioning from night to day. We hear a noise outside by the window, so I slowly creep over to the door to look but I don't see anything, but not long after that the curtains magically open by themselves and we see a creepy man peering in. o_o We all start freaking out and the man comes to the door so I open it and ask him what he wants and he says that he needs to speak to my dad and that "it's a matter of presidential importance!" O says he'll go back to tell him, and I turn back to tell the guy to hold on and close the door. I turn around again and see that O is now in the back room getting something to drink (lazy ) so I go tell my dad instead. I go to their bedroom and walk in and see that my parents are both awake, so I tell my dad he's needed and run back out to the door. When I open it I see the guy with a bomb strapped to his knee!! I run back yelling "He's a bomber, he's a bomber!" and everyone scatters and jumps down into the furthest-away-from-him corners of the house while he detonates the bomb, and I close my eyes and the sound of the explosion wakes me up.

Another fragment that I remember from right after this dream, I was sitting at my computer watching a fractal generator in action, VERY cool. I wish I remembered more!

#7

Homer Simpson takes large amounts acid, shrooms, and morning glories and possibly other things at a nighttime hippie festival by [my middle school] and I see it as I'm walking by through the park, but somewhere down the line it changes to my cat, T, doing those things at a shamanic ritual in the same place. The next day O and I are at my house, and we're talking about how T must have tripped balls, and for some reason we have a white dachshund who's a little bigger than they would normally be, but I think she was actually representing an old cat we had, because we were aware that she was female and that T didn't like her, just like that cat. But now, T went over to her and started scratching her on her stomach (standing up with his paw outstretched, like a human ) until she gets up and happily runs away, and O and I talk about how T must have been humbled by his heavy experience. I feel inspired to take some mushrooms myself, which of course appear directly under me when I reach down to grab some. The dog comes over to me all happy and starts licking my nose while I'm laying on the ground waiting for them to kick in, and I wonder if she got a contact high from T. When I stand up everything is surrounded by rainbow auras and I'm starting to get heavy tracers, after I moved my arm there were three or four copies of it in different colors and levels of transparency. I follow O, T, and the dog into the laundry room and everything is starting to feel very dreamy (heh), then when I'm starting to feel some come-up energy building I turn around and walk away, and then I got woken up by the feeling.

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And there's that! Now I can get caught up to date with my next entry.

In my dream I was doing something and my parents got the bright idea of letting me drive without a license. I didn't want them to get mad at me, so I did it anyways. It was a huge SUV or something like that. I was driving around like crazy and couldn't hardly control the speed or anything. Finally I made the decision to pull over into the dirt road off to the side. As luck would have it police pulled a guy off to the side of speeding also. Of course they came to check us out, but luckily they didn't see that I was driving. I didn't have my ID on me either so I am pretty sure I would of gotten arrested.

In another part of the dream I went to the doctors for something, and it was titled Colace or something like that. So I was just sitting in the waiting room waiting for the doctor to come.

There was more but I don't remember the rest.

last night my dreams were a bit scattered so i will do my best:-

i remember having a large bag of elastic bands that i was emptying and suggested we could make this into a giant bouncy ball.

i also remember i was trying to do something in work but it had changed and would not allow me to send an email.

there was something else that i remembered earlier but i have totaly lost it.

12/5/11
NON-LUCID
SEMI-LUCID

Dream 1:

This girl I knew in IRL (let’s call her Longoria) apparently broke up with her boyfriend or some time now in this dream.

The environment was near the part of my University where there were a lot of fast-food places and other small stores that are aligned together. Apparently, Longoria is in this white vehicle, couldn’t tell which type if could’ve been, but it was a pretty nice car.


I think I saw a message out of nowhere saying she broke up with her boyfriend because all he wanted from her was to get his ____hole fingered. (Lol wtf).



Some weird things started happening, she started smiling at me, and she wanted me to chase her while she was in her vehicle, I was running fast on foot after this woman. For some reason, Random surges of euphoria was the key experience in this dream. I kept running and running after this girl. She even drives the vehicle on the sideway (should’ve been aware of that or maybe I was, but I’m not sure haha).

(I was running after her in this picture, this exact location, and we just kept moving forward, and she drove her car on the sidewalk to the right near the end of the right building's left side, if you're looking at the picture right from your screen, we're basically headed the direction the vehicle in the middle is in). Thanks Google Earth


Between the chase, I saw my friend Marisa in a car too, she was saying something to me, but I was too focused on the girl to listen to her sadly.

She gets off the vehicle and I think she’s wearing a light greenish-blue shirt. I manage to catch up to her and tapped her shoulder. She turns around and smiles, we started to walk together I think, or maybe we went inside her car and drove somewhere. But obviously she was either using me as a potential REBOUND boyfriend, or she was really into me.




And the feeling I got off of her was crazy! Her smile was so radiant, so innocent; I just melted in a way. It felt as if she wasn’t going to let anyone else destroy her happiness, I almost felt sad too in a way that she wanted to express this happiness to me, because I never was lucky enough to see a girl this happy to be with me (as a friend or deeper than that), maybe because I never really paid attention to the cues girls would give me…

That’s all I remember for that one.

WILD attempt (failed) but still had a Dream

Dream2 :

After I woke up from the previous dream, it was at least 5 hours of sleep I had, so I decided to stay up a little bit for a WBTB. I probably stayed up for 45 minutes or so, and then I started to rest and say that I will have a lucid dream. After a while, everything goes a little soft, I can feel the audio from outside decrease and fade away.

My breathing was smooth, with some medium pauses of inhaling and exhaling. I used the Liquid Dream III app’s WILD inducer to activate for 30 minutes. I was basically focusing on the flashing images of black and white from it to create an image. Then the images turned into a square, and I swore I felt a sense of energy rush into me. I felt as if I was going into my dream body, because in my mind, I was thinking of spreading my arms out wide.

I felt as if I was being materialized like from Code Lyoko, but other than that, the fading and mild vibrations went away, (but I could still feel I was in waking life because I didn’t feel the “change” when you do a WILD near the early morning).



So I slept and had a dream where I woke up in my room at a house other than different than my apartment in college, and my father comes up to me and asks why I’m waking up at random times in the morning. I started to give him this speech about REM cycles and how that if you can hit one of them, you can have a sudden rush of energy.

I even told him about theories of the reasons why we sleep (the two most apparently psychology terms I could remember in the dream) such as protecting ourselves from predators at night and it was a way to conserve energy to be utilized for other functions while sleeping. He still didn’t believe me, and he was being a bit skeptical.

I follow him outside the door and he said he had to go somewhere and said “Bye,” as if he was annoyed with what I said or something. I got really pissed off because this guy couldn’t comprehend the most simplest **** I told him, and I swore I was in reality, which is why I wasn’t aware of it.

Dream 3:

I believe this was a dream within a dream, but I’m not going to complicate my dream recall.

I was on my laptop and I was on Facebook talking to a friend I hanged out with during lunch in a High School I graduated from. Apparently I sent her 7 points (of something) and she received the message. She PMed me saying that she was happy that I sent some to her. Then I realized I played a game called Mabinogi with her friend, and decided to ask her if she still played the game, but I couldn’t recall much after that.

Today's dream:

I was at Marie's old house. I was talking to a little girl. She showed me a raccoon that they had found. I went to get my camera, but before I could get a picture she had let the raccoon go. I was disappointed. But then I saw that the raccoon was still on the porch. In fact, I saw that the raccoon had babies. They were falling out of a crack in the wall.

I think there was a problem so I picked them up and put them in my purse. I then saw that I had my pet mouse in my purse too. I was a little nervous. I didn't want it to get out and lost.

[There is a big gap in the dream that I don't remember.]

I was then with Jeff on a small boat coming into Los Angeles. There had been a big flood. We heard on the news that people had been calling this the "end of the world." At first I thought they were overreacting. Then I looked and realized just how bad it was. The water went all the way up to the downtown area. The large buildings were all abandoned and some were leaning or floating in the water. Los Angeles was almost entirely destroyed. Of course this was "end of the world" stuff!

At some point I got off the boat I was on and swam into a building. I saw a guy there taking care of an animal. I went closer. "Is that a ferret? " I asked. "Yes", and he told me how he had been taking care of it since it was the only living thing left that he knew of. I then pulled my purse out and told him that I had raccoons. But I wasn't sure how they had done because I had been in the water and I hadn't checked on them for so long. As we talked our voices had an odd surreal quality to them. I wondered if this was how all survivors of the "end of the world" sounded.

Here is a dream from yesterday that I forgot to write:

I was being chased by a cobra. I wasn't getting ahead. So I finally turned around and tried to step right on its head. I noticed that I was wearing shorts and sandals. I ended up getting the toe of my sandal to land on its neck about 3-4 inches from its black head. That pinned the snake down, but it was still trying to reach its head around so it could bite my toes.

I knew I had to kill it. I pressed down harder with the end on my sandal. I could now hear bones crunch. It grossed me out, but I knew if I didn't do this that I would be bitten and probably die. So I kept stepping down harder and rolled my foot up closer to the head. The more bones I crunched the easier it was to roll the end of my sandal to the head. Finally I had crushed the entire head area of the snake. It was flat and lifeless. Slowly I took my foot off the snake.

It was at that point I remembered what people said about rattlesnakes biting you with their cut off heads. It didn't matter if the head was dead--they could still attack! And at that thought I saw the cobra get up again and start to chase me. Something weird happened at this point but I can no longer remember it. The cobra might have turned into a person I knew. I think I just woke up after that.

This is amazing that I can recall this much but I can remember chunks of 3 dreams I just had.

The first
I'm at my Aunt's house and I remember it started upstairs, me and some other people playing playstation 3. We come downstairs and my Aunt keeps asking what we were doing, I swear to her we were just playing PS3 but she keeps saying "are you sure?" as if we were doing something else and trying to cover it up. I mention we were playing MGS4 kind of in an aggravated tone, because that is all we were doing.
I also remember there were these 2 asian girls there and I was showing them how to play poker and stuff. I remember one part where one of the girls is playing online and she flops a set(3 of a kind) I tell her just to check but as I'm moving my finger to the mouse she tries to click comething and we accidentally hit fold. She gets very sad and I give her a hug, I tell her next time to just check and let someone else bet, then to raise as a trap. I also remember noticing she had a lot of the same music as me on her computer, one album in particular was Nine Inch Nails "Ghosts" and I remember thinking this must be a popular album in Japan for her to have it.
I remember a later part with one of them sitting on the couch doing something and my mom commenting "she's just a kid" and I say, something like "She's Japanese, girls in Japan do things you wouldn't believe at her age." She wasn't quite a kid though I think she was probably around 18 based on the dream.
I also remember this being a really nice fancy house with a full bar in one corner. I remember thinking to offer the girls a drink, and remember seeing Oban 14 Year old (single malt scotch whisky) on the counter. Probably no relevance other than I want to try this whisky and haven't had a chance yet, and it's also known for being expensive, perhaps overpriced.

The Second
I'm in a different house with my mom and sister this time. I remember two dogs and one came over and put his head in my lap, then another would come for a while and do the same. This made the first dog(my real dog) jealous and he comes over and butts out the other dog and lays down his head in my lap. I mention this to my sister and pat the dog.

Then I remember my mom talking to some people and telling them I don't have job. I walk over and say "I'm actually a professional poker player, nice to meet you." and shake the first guys hand. When I turn to shake the other guy's hand(a black guy) I realize my hand is bandaged for some reason. 3 fingers are bandaged and something is tying them all together which makes it difficult to maneuver the hand. So I reach out to shake his hand and he gives me a weird look upon seeing my hand at first. Strangely enough, when he reaches out to shake my hand he only has a thumb and a blackened stump(like it was burned or something). First he can't reach because the arm is shorter, and I don't think he had a palm. So I reach out and grasp his stump and shake it.

The third
This may have been in the same house, but it was in the backyard outdoors in a two-story deck type thing. We are on the top floor playing volleyball(with kickballs) with the people on the bottom floor. I remember one of my friends being "tagged out" or something because of something I did, and I apologize to him, and step out from behind the sliding door and take his place on the deck promising to do a good job. Before I was only occasionally hitting balls from behind the door. I miss my first few but then remember in gym class my teacher taught us how to hit a volleyball and I use this technique and manage to hit the next few. Finally, I remember being downstairs and seeing Michael Jordan playing with us. Someone throws a basketball out and Jordan says something about basketball and how it was a coincidence that someone threw that out while he was there. Then someone knocks the basketball away and someone throws out another one. I mention to Jordan how this was "on purpose" and he says the first wasn't, but the second one probably was.
Thats it for this dream.

I remember something from an earlier dream too with Michael J. Fox and I was commenting how short he was. I said he was like 5'3 or something, but he was actually in the dream talking to me.

I'm glad to see my dream recall is improving, probably because I woke up 15 minutes before the alarm clock was supposed to ring and had time to think about it.

Before bed last night I decided I would chug some apple juice, a know vividity supplement. I only remember one dream from last night but if my perception of time in the the dream was accurate it lasted about an hour. I was in the game Mass Effect 2 and we had crashed on a cold and snowy planet, I was guided by a rugged man in his late 50's. We found a crashed spaceship and decided to explore it. It was drafty in the inside, the first room we entered was large and done shaped. In the midlle of the room was a large engine. My guide said that this was an older engine model and the energy waves that it put out temporarily altered human brain waves (it was an alien vessel). He said the effects of the enigine where not harmfull at all, they were in fact enlightening. The different engine settings (I believe there were five) each brought you to a higher level of conscious existence. With each change of the motor came a new emotion along with other sensory input that can't be put into words. By the 5th cycle I was in a complete sensory overload yet I had complete inner peace. A bright light filled my field of vision and I was transported to the door of a warehouse where a gun battle was under way. I watched as the battle ensued until I woke up.

I'm walking up the canyon to my home in the mountains and run into Art, my waking life Apache Shaman friend. We take a shorcut to my house and walk through the house of a wealthy man we don't know. He's trying to take some important object out of the house onto his porch. He can't get through the screen door, the door won't open. There are 5 or 6 large screen panels along with the door. Art tries to open the door but another panel opens instead. The man is able to bring the object through to the porch.

I walk through the door onto the porch while Art talks to the man. There's a young woman laying down on a couch on the porch. She seems distressed. I ask her if I can rub her neck. She nods and I massage the back of her neck and tell her to relax. I tell her that her problem can be eased by relaxing. Then Art comes out and it's time to continue our journey home. As I'm leaving the woman calls me her "lucky star."

Dream - Lucid

I was in a river in a canyon, surrounded by rock walls. The sky was grey. I want to say I was in Oregon. The water was pretty shallow, but it was moving pretty fast; some of it looked like white waters. There was a girl with me, and there were other people around as well.

I remember also telling someone that I had Gyrados (a Pokemon) at home. I was worried about moving to a top floor apartment because the water that he required would leak through the floor. Weird.

I got into the river. I felt the water rush around me; I was about waist deep. I was going to climb over one of the rock walls to the other side of the river. This girl that was with me was being so annoying. She kept telling me everything to do, what I was doing wrong, etc. It was really pissing me off.

I got to the wall and started to climb. The rocks were damp, dark grey, and mossy. I wasn’t afraid of the climb at all, surprisingly. In fact, I discovered that I loved to climb, and it came to me very easily.

I got to the top, and the girl was still being annoying. I can’t remember what I did; in all honesty, I think I just ignored her, or maybe I told her to be quiet. Anyway, I climbed to the bottom the same way I did the top. I got in the water, which was rushing very fast; the current was extremely strong.

I got in anyway. The water was a little deeper on this side of the wall. I saw other people in it, families even, who were not getting swept away because they were on the outskirts of the river in the more shallow parts. I started to get carried away, but I saved myself before I got swept too far. I fought the current and made it back to the wall.

~

I was at my house, in my room. The lights weren’t on in my room, and it was grey outside. I think Leslie was there with me. I had all these pets...tons of cats and a dog. They were all kept in the playroom where I keep my cat in waking life.

I went out into the hallway, and there were 3 identical orange, fluffy cats there. All of their names were Ginger, except for one, who I called Ginger White (why I have no idea…the cat was all orange just like the others). One was in the middle of the hallway, the other right behind it and to the right, and the last by the door.

I went back in my room, and the phone rang. I answered it, and heard a small voice on the other end. I asked who it was, and they said
“Ginger White!”
“Oh! I couldn’t tell it was your voice!” I said back. I can’t remember what else was said specifically.

Weird. My cat called me.

I then went in the playroom. The dog in there was in the brown laundry basket beside the door to the game closet. He was a short haired small-medium sized dog with brown fur. He was jumping up and down, trying to get out of the basket, which also had some dirty laundry in it. I brought him some food and water.

Then, I went downstairs into the living room, and there was a mother cat in a cat bed with lots of kittens. The cat bed was sitting on the far end of the couch on the arm. They were so cute! Some of their ears were flat, like the Scottish Fold breed of cat. They were dark grey with black stripes.

I laid on my stomach on the couch and started taking pictures with my phone of the cats. I kept trying to zoom in and out, trying to get the best angle I could. Every picture I took was pretty good, but it wasn’t perfect like I wanted. The mother cat was being very good and looking at the camera every time I tried to snap a picture. I kept thinking about how photogenic she was.