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[[Double brackets means that a part of the dream is cloudy, and I cannot remember it well.]]

I was in a car with my mother, in the passenger seat, visiting a library with a friend of mine in the back. Now, as my mother got out of the car, she said to me, aloud, "Watch out for those guys getting out."

I looked over to witness two fairly hefty biker guys, getting out of the car next to us. I voice back, "They're probably just going to the library."

My mother's distrust is usually ill-placed and I feel bad for the people she claims are terrible when they're just trying to do something normal.

However this time, her trust was not displaced! As she entered into the library, I locked my door. The two hefty biker type fellows (Think fat GTA IV bikers) came over and began to tug on the door-handles. They did not get mine open, but one did proceed to open the driver's side and jump in the car, starting it, as the keys were left in place.

As we drove down the road, my first instinct is to punch the man in the face, in an attempt to... really just physically harm him. I immediately attempt to punch him, but when I punch in a dream, it's like punching through water. My hand moves incredibly slowly and against great force.

So, with that failing, I remind myself that I cannot punch in my dreams. This does not make me lucid, but I do consciously recognize that I will not be able to punch.

I immediately begin to grab at the steering wheel. Currently the car is barreling out of the alley-way and onto a street. I immediately act on instinct. I put my arm through the steering wheel and squeeze my inner arm tight, and force it upwards with my other arm. We are now barreling to the opposite side of the road.

We hit another car, albeit not hard enough to kill anyone, just bang us up a bit. The man immediately jumps out and tries to bail but some policemen stop him and arrest him. Thankfully they only perform a few tests on me and accept that I'm not under the influence and my story is true. Not that that would necessarily happen in real life.

I immediately begin heading back to the library with my friend from the backseat (Remember him?) and he hands me two Twinkies. I eat one of them and we reach a part of the wall where we need to climb about 20 feet up to get over it. I set the remaining Twinkie down and it falls to the ground. I just shrug that off. I climb the wall, get to the top, and turn back to help my friend climb it.

We then head back to the library, where I wake up!

Good morning, everybody.

Last night I surprised myself by having a minor bit of dream control. I didn't control my dream. But I kind of determined the subject.

Kaomea had posted a few cool songs in her dream journal a few days ago. So I wanted to share one song in particular, too. But I would only do it, I told myself last night, if I had a dream about the song or artist.

The first dream is the result. But I guess -- you can see that it's not very good control at all, though.

Here is the video. It's by the Malaysian rock singer Monoloque.



Dream #1

It was a grey-white, partly cloudy day. I was in a car with some other guy. The guy was driving us through some kind of downtown area of a city. We must have been on the outskirts of the downtown area. It felt pretty quiet and desolate.

There were a lot of warehouses and small factory buildings on either side of the streets. The warehouses either looked closed down or vacated. Their gates were all pulled down. On a lot of the buildings' walls and gates, there were also a lot of posters advertising, I suppose, either rock concerts or movies.

We had driven up a slope, then around a block, then back down another small slope. We were -- or at least I was -- looking down the streets for something. I don't know if we were lost.

The man was talking this whole time about how arrogant the singer Monoloque was. It occurred to me from this that we were looking for the location where we were supposed to pick up Monoloque. We were either going to take him somewhere else, or spend the day with him, like we were collaborating with him on some project.

But the man was really not looking forward to picking up Monoloque. He thought Monoloque was really arrogant.

As an example of this, the man said, "One time Monoloque told me, 'A man hasn't really done anything with his life until he's directed a film.' As if anybody who hasn't directed a film really isn't a man! Well -- this was only right after he'd directed his first film!"

I think I may have seen a tall-spired, stone church in the distance, down the block on the left side of the car. I looked at some of the posters on the wall again. I realized that they were all for Monoloque's film. They were done in a kind of psychedelic, 1960s style, with block printing, big, chunky letters, and a swirly circle of color in the center.

Dream #2

I was in a bedroom. I stood before a dresser. I think I had just pulled something out of it or put something into the top drawer. I was now closing the drawer.

I must have been getting ready to go somewhere, although it turned out that I wasn't going to the place I'd really wanted to go to. My mom was taking me wherever I was now going. And she'd told me she wasn't taking me to the other place.

I looked to my right, to the doorway. The living room, apparently, was right outside this bedroom. There was a couch against the wall opposite from the bedroom door. A young Muslim woman wearing a head covering sat quietly and patiently on the couch. On the wall behind the woman was some beautiful, possibly iridescent, piece of artwork.

I walked out of the bedroom. I was frustrated that my mom wasn't taking me where I wanted to go. But the Muslim girl was so gentle-acting that I tried to mask all my frustration, and just smile gently, as I walked past her.

I was now in some kind of warehouse. The warehouse was huge -- maybe as huge as an airplane hangar. Where I was standing, it seemed like there was a living room set all laid out, with a bunch of stage lights cluttered around it.

My mom stood off to my right, about thirty meters or so away. She seemed really impatient for me to get started with something. She was being really insistent and mean -- almost like my mom had her spirit combined with one of my old shithead co-workers. My mom also seemed a lot skinnier than she is IWL.

I was frightened into doing whatever it was I was supposed to be doing. I turned around. There was something like an entertainment center -- it looked more like a TV and a bunch of other junk all piled up randomly on a cheap desk.

But over that stuff there was a huge tangle of old TV-top antennas. I knew I was supposed to be doing something with these TV-top antennas. But I couldn't reach them from the front of the "entertainment center." I had to go around.

I walked around to the back of the "entertainment center." I walked into the thick of all these old antennas, as if I might have walked into the center of a tall, brambly shrub.

I must have tried to arrange some of the antennas or something. But suddenly some of the antennas started throwing off fountains of sparks! I thought the antennas must all be catching on fire. I was really afraid. But, like an idiot, I think I grabbed a paper cup full of water and actually threw it on the sparking antennas!

Things were really a mess. My mom, madder than ever, called me out to the front area again. The living room, I now saw, also had one setup on either side of it. These setups were like cheap offices: there were a desk, a computer, and a kind of flimsy desktop bookshelf. There may have been a man working at each station.

Things were a big mess. In some weird clutter of technology surrounding the office on my right side, another fire, or some other kind of malfunction, was raging. Whatever I'd done in the antenna-nest had probably started this mess, too.

The person working at that station looked like one of my old co-workers. He seemed to be just about as mad at me as my mom was. My mom may have been standing behind him and on his right side.

I turned around, backwards and clockwise, to face the office station that had been on my left side. The office worker here was just as panicked. He looked like the 1980s actor Andrew McCarthy. He had shoulder-length hair and wore a pale-blue, button-up shirt.

This guy was on the phone with someone. But he was also dealing with some major computer issue he was having. I knew that all this was probably my fault, too.

Finally the guy started slamming his mouse against the desk, as if he were trying to aim it against something. It was like whatever the problem was with his computer, it had turned real and left the computer. The guy was trying to smash it and kill it, or poke it back into the computer, or something. He really seemed to be raging.

Fragment
I was Toa Kopaka of Bionicle. I was in Ko-Koro or whatever his town iis called. I think I skated on the mountains.

Dream
I was on the top floor of a library and Avon Barksdale (from The Wire) was there. I remember hiding behind a book shelf, Avon also had a gun. The library was very cool, the floor that I was standing on was near some stairs and I think if I became lucid I would've wondered into a futuristic city.


False Awakening
I walked into my living room and saw doughnuts on the chair. There were 2 left in a box. I went to the kitchen and started thinking about Green Street and Michael Bisping morphed into the kitchen with the GSE. He also had a problem with Bovver and a few others in the firm, I remember someone saying "Hit him with the water bottle."

I then went back to the front room and my sister said. "There were doughnuts there a minute ago. But someone ate them".

I was in Nick's room playing osu. He had Andrew over and mike was there too. I played the DBZ theme (JP).

I was playing this "war" with my friends, it involved toy figures and airsoft guns.
I never caught how it exactly worked but i took role of a sniper and shot toy figures from 2 metres away with live size airsoft sniper rifle.
Oh boy that was boring, i did have phone alarm for trying wild but it seems i never awoke to it.

I dreamt that I was at class late at night with my group in the lab, when my best friend came home (and by home, I mean to the lab). But he was being really weird and wasn't talking to me or anything. Then I read a text/email that my mum had sent him that was real harsh and I realized they were fighting or something. Anyway he kept not talking to me for ages and at one point just left (with a little girl for some reason... creepy) without saying anything and I was pretty bummed out. Anyway eventually I got home to a hotel where I was staying with the cast of Happy Endings and my friend was there, in my bed - so I had to sleep in a mattress in the hallway. Penny opened the door to make sure I was ok and I was just starting to watch Happy Endings on my laptop, so I asked if anyone wanted to watch it with me. My friend was like, "I will, but you'll have to turn the computer around so I can see it". Then Penny laughed and they both came and watched it with me.

Dreamt that this crimelord kidnapped me, E and M and tied us up in the backyard (it looked like my parent's backyard) with some others while his family had a lovely picnic. M and I managed to escape, she tried to use the neighbors car to get away but one of the crimelord's sons caught her again. I started running as fast as I could (apparently just abandoning my friends) and ran through this awesome metropolis version of my hometown. It was pretty epic. I jumped from skyscraper to skyscraper and then realized I wouldn't survive the jump to street level. So I ran down the inside of the building, which was like this big fancy apartment. I was frightened that the owner would find me. I kept running down until I got to the entrance. Then an old lady came through the door, saw me and fainted. Anyways I kept running. I wanted to get to A's house, I had a bunch of seemingly logical reasons why that would be the safest place. After I passed the octagon, and ran though the mall (which lead to a dead end and ladies getting their hair did) I met Z.V who was all nice at first but when I was leaving I saw him on the phone to the CRIMELORD so I started running again. Eventually we made a deal with a hipster whose voice sounded like songs from 'the fray'. He signed a van. That's legit. We eventually walked past the gang in an outdoor cafe. The hipster patted the leader on the chest, who smiled and greeted him, but then noticed us, nodded and let us continue. Who were the real bad guys in the end?

Dreamt that I was at J's house (or somewhere) at nighttime with a few others. We all went outside and someone jumped out of the bushes and onto J. Then I was driving home, listening to music in the car and playing with the ipod, maybe not the safest driving technique. I passed A & R dropping G off at his apartment. When I went over the hill there was suddenly like a big locked gate there in 3 sections. I couldn't turn around or go through it. So I did the only thing there is to do in that situation, apparently. I got out and casually hopped on my 3-seater bicycle. I convinced G to get on too, because he was right there. Then suddenly N and some obese blonde girl with pimples and an english accent (who swears that I know her) were somehow also on the bike. Then we had an accident (assumedly because there were 4 people on a 3-seater bike) and N fell over the handlebars right in front of me and then bungied back. It was actually kinda cool.

So I haven't posted any dream journals but then again I havent been having very much success with dream recall. So here is a giant or not so giant word vomit of all of the things I can remember. First there has been a re occurrence of large cats like panthers and mointainlions. Also the only concrete thing (call Freud) I can really remember is that in one dream my mother forced me to face my greatest fears.

Some guy from the website that guy with the glasses was coming to my town. I have never watched his videos, only seen them. strangely, he was going to my brothers school and I had to go there to meet him.

Before that dream though, I had a lucid dream which I wish I could remember

The dream starts out and I'm embodied as my character in Skyrim (a bethesda game that just came out). I play a high elf magic user and i'm fully capable of shooting lightning bolts from my hands. I'm in a town and I'm questing, or walking around looking for something to do. I walk past the houses and people walking about and I see one person sitting on a table.

"What's there to do around here?" I ask the person. He looked like a gnome or something, not a typical human being. Kinda short and.. green. So he doesn't really say anything in my dream but suddenly I have a task and somewhere to go. I walk to the edge of town where I see a big gate and a pathway through that gate, surrounded by trees going down and around a corner. something told me I wasn't supposed to be going out that way.

I walk to the other side of town and I look down at this huge chasm below. this chasm is at least 1-2000 feet deep, too deep to see the bottom of it. For some reason I am thrown off this chasm and I find myself falling. In bethesda games if you fall you actually die before you hit the ground, so I'm falling and falling wondering why I haven't died yet. Then my descent slows and I find myself standing in front of a door to a cave. I look up and I can see the ridge of the cliff edge however far up. All I could see was a sliver of sky and a gorge of darkness. The door seemed to be lit up so I open it and walk in.

I walk through the door and I'm greeted by my brother, who is playing his dark elf toon, and seems to be much more powerful than mine. In real his toon is level 38 and mine is only 20 so he has some kickass to his shit and I'm kinda the weakling. He tells me to stick with him which I do. We start exploring this cave together and we come into a great big corridor with lots of rooms to either left and right. I take the first step in and find myself face to face with a giant centipede. I start fighting this centipede shooting my lightning bolts at it and we are tangled in a mess. My brother is off in the distance trying to place a good shot on the creature but I am all over the place, jumping and dashing everywhere and he is afraid to take the shot in case he hits me.

So I finally decide to run away and let my brother take care of the centipede, which he does, but I am now lost in a labyrinth of rooms. This is the last I see of my brother. Some kind of undead guy wearing black armor starts chasing me and I knew I couldn't beat ths guy and start to run. I try to fire off the odd fireball but I sometimes miss, and the ones that do land don't really do much against this creature. I'm running and running and trying to find my way back to my brother, when I step through this glowy thing and I get teleported back to top level.

I find myself back in the town I first started in except some things were changed. I look around and there's all these glowing blue things on the ground. I had a feeling I was supposed to collect them so I did. I started walking around picking up these whisps or whatever, when I come face to face with some guy who is trying to tell me something. I look at him puzzled, and I try to talk to him. I ask him if he knows of anything or if there is something i can do. I was trying to get information from him in general. He didn't say anything with his lips but he talked to me telepathically.

"let me show you" he transmitted his thoughts to my head. Suddenly I was not in skyrim anymore. It was kindof like a cutscene and my view was on the hood of a car. I was watching a man and his wife driving down the road. They had a serious worried look on their face. They were talking about their daughter, who was driving in the car in front of them. Suddenly their car flipped over and my view transfered to their daughters car. I was inside her car sitting on her dash, just in front of her steering wheel. I was watching her and she was panicking.

I was watching her when a person threw himself against her car. She screamed and swerved. Her car made a thump, like she ran over something, then another person threw herself against her car. There were people falling all across the hood of her car. I saw the look on the people who were trying to throw themselves on her car and they were all covered in blood. Not once they hit her car, but before. They looked like zombies. She was screaming and panicking. My view zoomed out of her car and I could see the whole town she was in.

There were thousands of zombies, packed into this town, and they seemed to be walled off. There was military around and they had sectioned off the town. Something told me it was not just this town, but the whole world was being affected by the zombies. I could see her driving away from the town up a windy mountain road, when a bright flash nearly blinded me. After the flash I saw a mushroom cloud.

The vision ended and I was back in the town in skyrim.

"So that's why we are in skyrim" the person told me. The vision was about what made skyrim this way. It was a nuclear holocaust. I started adding it all up. The magic, the beasts, everything, was because of the radiation. We became immune to the radiation and we were able to weild the forces of nature because of it. 'Wow', I thought. 'So that's why it's such a wasteland here'. But it had been at least a thousand years since all that happened.

"The door is now open, you may go through". I looked across to the edge of town. The big wooden gate which sealed off the path was now open. I started walking down that path when I came up to a big shrine. It was all glowy and yellow stuff was coming up from the ground. At this point I woke up..

I recently found out about lucid dreaming and gained an instant interest. my first night i tried it i almost achieved it however once i realized it was a dream i got so excited i woke myself. i have been keeping track of my dreams and am starting to remember them more vividly. i was just wondering if anyone had any pointers to help my achieve a lucid dream, it would be much appreciated!

I was in a library, apparently in the horror section. I saw three books. Two had covers of trees in sepia tone. They had dirt roads, and were really eerie. The first was titled "incendia" with a small i

The title "incendia" would be a command in Spanish telling someone to burn something. In my dream in meant "burried treasure." The book was about a treasure burried in some really scary woods.

The next book was titled "ha habducida" which meant "you have been abducted." Again, this was set in some really scary looking woods.

The third book made this one of the best dreams I've ever had. There was a Tyrannosaurus Rex chasing a little boy about age 4. The Tyrannosaurus was painted in a patchwork of pastel colors. The boy was a shadow. The title of the book was "GOD HATES YOU"

The boy was supposed to be the only person in this prehistoric world. I thought about the setting and understood the title.

I thought about this collection of books and wondered what would inspire someone to read them. I then thought that if I were a librarian, I would probably read every book in the library including these books as I'd want to be able to say that I had read every book in the library.

This was probably caused by me watching criminal minds before sleeping last night.

I was in a house right next to a busy street. I was with a criminal investigation unit and I am pretty sure I was with the guys from criminal minds. I think we were investigating a murder but I can't totally remember. I don't actually remember the full plot of this dream and I'm not certain that I was actually with the people, rather I was watching it on tv. But anyway, they were investigating a possible murder or trying to prevent one. I remember the camera going up to the roof and I remember seeing these very confusing diagrams with these weird symbols on them. I tried my best to follow what was actually happening but I really couldn't because it was so strange. At the end of the episode they solved the crime or something. I remember being extremely confused by the end of it.

So this one took place in my language arts class at my high school. We were correcting a paper in class and I remember being very confused because it is winter break yet I was in school. I remember speaking to my friend Cole about this, he seemed mad at me so I ceased speaking with him. I asked my teacher if we were going to be in school all winter break and I think he just said that this was the only time.