My karate class was having their training at a different location tonight. They said it was gonna be BIG. We met in an auditorium. There was a giant metal cage in the middle of the room. I saw that my neighbor was here! I didn't know that she did karate! I did a reality check, but everything turned out to be normal. I was just in a state of disbelief. The instructor introduced the metal cage as a fighting and defense scenario. There were mechanical punching arms that would come out of the walls and the person inside the cage would have to block, while trying to escape. My neighbor was the first to try it out. She got inside the metal cage and waited for a minute. Waited for something to happen... One of the mechanical arms came out of the wall and she blocked it immediately. She climbed up the chain-link-fence walls and disappeared. A minute later, we saw her ziplining down the room from the ceiling! She was like a ninja! Everyone immediately wanted to try their skills inside the fighting box. I was just sitting on a bleacher, finding it pretty interesting, but not really caring one way or the other. I was selected to be the first one to go forth. I tried to pass it up, but I was shoved forcefully inside. The inside of the box did not look at all like it did from the outside. I felt as if I had been teleported somewhere else. I was in a house...at the base of a staircase. The house had a strong Victorian style. It was dimly lit, but light poured out from a door that was ajar. I heard people talking. I heard the faint whispers of plotting coming from the room with the door that stood ajar. And then I heard another voice. A voice that did not come from the room, but perhaps from my own head. It told me to stay away from the walls. And to stay on the staircase for now. Not to continue on. I heard the floor creaking near me. I stood ready to fight. A woman came from around the corner and instantly attempted an attack. I kicked her in the face and she was out. This pattern of random people attacking continued about ten more times until they stopped coming and I decided to climb the stairs. At the top of the stairs the layout of the house changed dramatically. Instead of continuing to be a house, the layout changed to strange tunnels and theater catwalks. People were still coming at me...but they had changed. They were now harder to fight. Instead of being instantly knocked out when I kicked them, they would just get back up again. Even if I pushed them off of the top of the catwalk. I used many different styles, but I discovered that my strength was kicking. It had the most power for me. One woman was really smart though. She looked around sixteen and had brown hair with braids. I had attempted to kick her, but she grabbed my leg, smiled, and twisted me to the ground. I thought I was a goner but I managed to get back on top of her and push her off of the theater catwalk. I watched her fall to her death and she left my mind... I was fighting off someone else. When I had defeated them I turned around to move on and she was standing directly behind me. She scared the shit out of me. I knocked her down and just kept running. These people weren't dying anymore!!! I ran to the last section of the house. It was in a cave-like tunnel. There were four girls. Each of them were strong in their own ways, as I figured out. "I am Katya. And I am a telepathic," she announced to me. She looked sly and motioned for me to come at her. I was planning to hit her with a sidekick. "Sidekick," Katya assured before I had attacked, and defended herself appropriately. I wasn't sure how to attack her. I thought that I should attack her with one style, and then instantly switch to a different kick right before, so that she has little time to prepare. Of course, even thinking about it would be futile. All four of the girls attacked, and all of the people that I had not finished off in the last room, and I was completely lost. "Stop! Stop! Stop!" I yelled, "How am I even supposed to defend myself?" "You're doing it wrong," Katya explained, "this is harder. You must now kill, not defend. You can't play offense when you are obsessed with defense." "And what better to kill with, than a sword?" Katya hinted. When I thought about how I didn't have a sword, she whispered, "This is no longer reality. You can imagine what you please." I envisioned a sword. A powerful one, that would respond to me. The base of the sword was blue and white. The blade of the sword was white, but almost translucent. It had beautiful jagged edges. It was perfect for me. I fought deftly now. And when I proved myself, the girls and I fought against a giant dragon. With determination and power, we obliterated it.
Went to bed 12:00-12:30 Goals: Detailed recall 7:10 I rem being at my grandmas house for like a family get together, we are towards the front of the house, there is a table immediately when you walk in, mary alice is sitting there serving food. When i realize how short the food line is and see my dad at the back of it i go get in line too. I get up there and there is like a pile of beans along with something else on my plate. I ask for equal part of beans and green beans, i notice nobody else is eating green beans. Dont rem much else. *Have a flash that i was trying to get credit for a class i failed to complete in the past, not in waking life, in the dream i failed to complete one. I had to retake a test, in the dream i hadnt studied for it or anything and was quite worried about it. I could take it from home and i had two study guides from the previous times i took the class, so i just hoped they would be enough. I rem looking at the guides in dream, they had little keywords equally spaced and bold on the page, in between them was my handwriting, sloppy, in pencil. I think near the end i was considering calling my old teacher about the test.
So this is a dream journal? I guess I should start writing in this. What do you think? Dailiy? Weekly? Hmm..
Melatonin, memory powder w/ Ginko I saw my sister's plants. They were in a jar, when they normally were not. I saw in the jar were 2 very small moles, and a baby. They were the size of half of a chapstick? They squeeled and turned red when I held them in my hands. They had teeth like a rat. I was in the bathroom and I think Harmony and Haraboji (my Korean grandparents) were home. I changed into my teal Aeropostle sweater and began to observe things in the bathroom. I was in my elementary school when all of a sudden the Mabinogi(my shitty ass RPG) event began. Everyone was killing these really big dark boar looking thing and recieved these nice items. I began to kill them too and made space in my inventory. I had to summon my pets to make more space for items. I saw this one girl hitting the dark figures with her bear hands, and I walked over there with my ostrich and said, bear hands hm? And she said yeah. I went over to this boulder/wood thing over to the woods and flipped it over to see if it had any items, an hell it didn't. After a while I walked closer to the benches and began to try on the clothes. They were just a bunch of cat items. I saw that the REALLY small cat mouth piece was 900k. I tried on ears, a paw, and etc. There was this one categorie in my inventory labeled: these are not to be made porn and I looked at it like what the fuck? After a while, I saw the students in my school, all running over to this one guy to congradulate him. Then some jackass from afar started making whale noises. Everyone else began to make whale noises. Then I thought, this would be cool if I were dreaming or something, then I became lewcid! I tried my best to calm down, and looked at the big cover building where the students would play as the gym. It had a big "JCPenny's" or "Macy's" label on it. I looked to my left and saw students coming in from the woods area. I saw this one asian kid that I didnt really like wearing a black Adidas outfit with pink stripes along the arm. I walked over to one of the buildings to have this one girl pretty much maul me and complain how her birthday is the same day as this one girls, and she was leaning around me. I told her "that's a big coincidence!" while sticking my hands up because I felt awkward then she also mentioned how her moms birthday was 10 days later as well. Thank god I woke up.
Im at home, im playing some crazy game with Josh. I know i am playing the game but i am playing as the character in the game and so is josh. i have some weird wristband on... Similar looking to the one Leela wears from Futureama. We are running around. jumping really far and blasting things with this wristband. Im not at sams house, for some reason somebodies face gets covered in bees, they are terrified and shouting for someone to stop it now. We all laugh, someone rolls up and we begin to smoke. We are watching TV, kate is to my left sitting next to me, sam is on the other sofa to my right and kirsty is with her. Kate turns to me and asks me what colour she should dye her hair next, purple or blue... I tell her "Erm, blue is good... How about both?" she smiles at me and says "yeaaaaah!" I think to myself.... "please dont dye it purple thats what i want to do" lol so im trying to convince her to dye it blue. Joe is here, he hasn't got green, he opens up sams grinder while shes in the toilet and scrapes out some of her THC... I see him and say "dude, stealing weed is one thing, but a persons THC is sacred!!!!" he laughs and continues... i say "seriously man that isn't cool!!". He skins up and smokes the THC joint quickly before sam gets back. I feel bad for not saying anything but they've just broken up so i dont want to cause more tension. Bailey wants to pick up some weed and gets on his phone, he gets up and tells us he'll be back soon. Kate goes to her room and comes back with some dyes... for some reason she Decides to Spread some out on her legs (she is wearing short shorts) to see how it will look. she decides to mix them together, as she mixes them they turn to brown which is what id expect but after a couple more rotations each colour seems to change to a different one... "thats really weird" i tell her... "isn't it?" she replies and looks right at me. Suddenly an overweight oriental man bursts through the door... I jump up about to attack him and everyones yells out to stop me... I look around at everyone and give them that "seriously!?" look. Somebody just says "its just a jogger" and he walks through the room, out the kitchen door into their garden and stand there. He is moaning that he is sweating alot and is trying to cool off. I sit back down and am a bit nervous about this guy.
05.08.2011Do as Much as You Can! (DEILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I was in my bedroom lying down. For some reason, I knew the dream was ending. I was awake, kept my eyes closed, and visualized the dream scene that I just saw. The dream was still in my bedroom, so I plugged my nose. I was still able to breathe! I knew I was dreaming. I got up from my bed slowly and I walked through my living room. Some blonde girl was on my couch, but I ignored her. I had a goal that I wanted to accomplish for once, and that was to be able to fly. Before I went outside, I said that there will be a trampoline next to my pool. I figured this would help me with gaining height and momentum, which will make flying easier. I went outside, and there the trampoline was. I stepped on the trampoline, and I started to jump. This is when I realized how small this trampoline, with red lining, was. I almost couldn't fit on it. Still, I jumped as high as I can and... nothing. I couldn't fly. I wasn't going to give up on this, since I was able to spawn a trampoline. Instead of jumping, I thought to myself, "no gravity". All of a sudden, I was floating/flying! I flew up so high that I was able to see most of the world. It looked pretty cartoony. I flew to the north, where South America was oddly located. I got back onto the land, and I was in some mountains. They looked like the mountains near Bruma in The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion. I think there was a man there, but I am not sure. Now that I was able to fly, I wanted to try something I heard some people have trouble with, which is getting to the moon. I shot up into the air like a rocket, and in front of me I saw the moon. I made a space helmet appear on my head, just in case. It was still a long way to get there, and I didn't want to risk flying there just for the dream to end. Instead, I decided to try another skill: teleportation. I imagined that I was on the moon, and I was on some mountains found on the moon. The moon looked really weird, though, as there were a lot of green spots all over it. I decided that I would try to go to another spot on the moon, but instead of thinking of a crater on the moon, I thought of a crater on Jupiter. I started falling down towards Jupiter, so I imagined I was on the moon again. I appeared on Jupiter's moon instead. It actually was just a tiny asteroid that I had to hold on to to stay on it. I had enough of space, so I teleported again. This time, I teleported underwater. It was pretty green and murky under the water I was in, and I thought about fighting underwater ninja fish, but then I stopped myself since I thought I read it before on DV. There were these fish with huge jaws that were wearing helmets, though, but they ignored me. I swam to the surface, and there I saw a beautiful waterfall, and there was land nearby. I went on the land and imagined little monsters around me. They appeared, and they had a slug body, but the face of a triceratops. They were green and blue, but they were also really cute, so I did not kill them. After that, I went up a step and decided I will make something more creative. I created a new pokemon, and it looked really cool. It was like a Pokey from Mario, except there were all of these crazy shapes, Pokey faces, and a cat head at the top. It was sort of like a totem pole. All of the little monsters I spawned earlier surrounded it. The dream slipped away from me, as I felt it was. I kept my eyes closed, and imagined the dream again. I was back in the dream, but I was in the mountains that I saw before. I knew I was dreaming right away. I thought I would fly to Australia, since a man told me I should fly the other way this time. I said "no gravity", was high in the air, and started plummeting to my doom. I said "no gravity" once more, and this time, I was fine and started floating up. I went so high that I could see the whole view of earth, just so I can be sure about where Australia was. It was right under North America, oddly. I flew towards Australia and dropped down right in the water next to it. For some reason, Australia was really small. No, it wasn't small. I was really big! The people were the size of ants, and there was a lot of snow on the ground. I walked north, and I came into a cave, where I was normal sized again. People were river rafting in the cave. The dream ended.
I was kind of in Harry Potter in a way. I was a wizard, anyway. My class went on like a field trip to this island. When we got there there was like a mansion that you go through that must've belonged to the guy that owned the island or something. When we were there I stole a book and put in in some pockets inside of my robes. The whole idea of this mansion place reminded me of Howe's Caverns, a local cave system. When you go to Howe's cavern, you go into this guy Howe's mansion thing first then go into some elevators which then go down into the cave however many feet into the ground. Anyways this whole thing where we were reminded me of that. I don't remember the next few minutes but it was raining and we were being taken to some place outside where there was this very dangerous but very important liquid. The tour guide person said it was the most valuable imported substance. It wasn't imported though obviously, it was a naturally occurring substance there. My brain must've just confused the words imported and exported. Anyways once we got there it was raining quite heavily, the sky was gray, and it was all like an open field with grass but there was the liquid stuff to the right, which looking a lot like water. Except it was kind of bubbling. It looked like water does when the rain hits it, except multiply that effect by like 10. We walked past that up a little hill, where there were trees and forest and stuff. I remember passing a big rock to the right. I forget the next few minutes, but I remember it was close to the end of the tour, and the tour guide/ guy who drove the boat to the island had quit, and the teacher (who was actually my 5th grade teacher in real life) was guiding us. My mom and brother (who i have no idea why they were with our class :S) had stayed behind to look at something. It was bugging me that the class was leaving and they were lagging behind, so I ditched them and hurried to catch up with the class. I got there and the class was all on the stairs with the teacher in front on the phone. She was calling someone to pick us up on the island, since the guy who drove the boat had quit in the middle of the tour (i think because our class was misbehaving) and had taken the boat with him. The teacher was mad at the guy, but I figured it was just a mistake and that if he had remember that we would need a ride back, he would have had the decency to bring us back. That's all I really remember from last night. I remember waking up several times remembering dreams, but I don't remember any details except swimming around in what I think was a hotel lobby with shallow water in it with a table in the middle of it.
It was a fragment, but I was at a Tarot Card reading, and I drew the red Ace of Diamonds. I looked up what it is, and it's the same as the Ace of Pentacles, which means: ACE OF PENTACLES MATERIAL FORCE PROSPERITY PRACTICALITY TRUST ACTIONS using material force focusing on concrete results having a real-world impact working with the physical achieving tangible results improving the body/health becoming involved with nature prospering having the means to reach a goal enjoying abundance drawing to you what you need flourishing seeing efforts rewarded increasing assets experiencing growth being practical using common sense getting down-to-earth taking advantage of what works being realistic grounding yourself in the real world accepting the tools at hand proceeding with trust believing in the good faith of others feeling safe and protected knowing you have total security operating from a known position having a support system knowing the situation is stable consolidating a firm base ACE-ACE PAIRS An Ace-Ace pair shows that a new spirit is entering your life. It draws on the energy of the Ace of Pentacles: --- prosperity, abundance, trust, security, groundedness plus one of these: --- Ace of Wands: creativity, excitement, adventure, courage, personal power --- Ace of Cups: deep feelings, intimacy, attunement, compassion, love --- Ace of Swords: intelligence, reason, justice, truth, clarity, perseverance DESCRIPTION The Ace of Pentacles is a symbol of possibility in the area of prosperity, abundance, trust, security and groundedness. In readings, it shows that a seed of productivity has been planted in your life although you may not yet recognize it. When the seed sprouts, it could take almost any form. It might be a feeling of centeredness, desire for results or need to focus on practical matters. On the outside, it could be an offer, gift, opportunity, encounter or synchronistic event. When you see this Ace, examine your life to see how its solid energy could work for you. Now is not the time for fantasy, drama or daring. It is a time to be real and centered. Seek out comfortable, reliable experiences that make you feel secure. Build a foundation of trust in your life both within and without. Your common sense will tell you what to do. Focus also on the natural world to help you stay grounded. Enjoy your body and all the joys of material existence. The Ace of Pentacles can be a sign that you will be able to make your dreams real. Your ideas are ready to be turned into something tangible. Figure out what will work and make it a reality. You can now attract all the wealth you need to get your projects going. Tap into the material force of the Ace of Pentacles, and all your enterprises will flourish.
I was over my friend's house. I went inside to get ice pops. We were playing catch with a plastic deer, who's tail broke off. We went into the living room and played ps2. It was a modded console with a custom controller. We played some fighting game in Japanese with pretty much every character in the world. I chose Tsuna and Spanner from KHR. For some reason Tsuna was replaced with Mario. after that my mom came to pick me and my cousin up (when did she get there?). We went to a huge department store. We went through the back and walked up lots of stairs. At the top I realized I was alone. The room was painted gold with pillars and had a bright red carpet. There were a lot of girls in bunny suits. A blonde lady grabbed me by the arm and told me to get dressed. The costume (although embarrassing) was surprisingly comfortable. She made us practice for a photoshoot or something. It took hours. I even had to spike up my hair in a weird way. She made us smile in like fifty different ways and practice posing. After we were done some of the girls left the room and there were only two left and me. One of the girls got a text message telling her to turn on the TV in the room. We did and saw that the ones who left were already on a stage performing without us. The blonde lady set this whole thing up. We were pissed, and wanted our revenge. We walked out of the building and around to the back of the stage. We walked on while the others were still dancing as if it were part of the show. I wish I could've seen that blonde lady's face when we started dancing like idiots in front of the whole crowd. After the number was done we all walked back inside. There was a chalkboard set up with sliders set to the words "performance: BAD." I knew it was our group of 3 who caused this. The three of us took our suits of and slammed them to the ground. I walked out the front door. It was the middle of a winter night outside the building. As I was walking I met up with an old man. He seemed very afraid of something. I walked with him for a while, telling him that I had no parents (lie, for some reason). He showed me his stamp and eraser collection. I don't know why but I was all shocked and amazed when he showed it to me.
Before I start, I am thinking about changing the way I do my dream journal. I really sure put decent titles as the date is already recorded by the feature itself. I also thinking about going the color code thing also as it seem many users enjoy it. Today is not that day though, I want to quickly write these down before I forget about the little details. Fragment 1: I was somewhere and a guy told me when I get to a non-existing town on a game call Legends of Yore (real game: http://www.legendsofyore.com/ quite fun too) I should look for a purple sign that tell me where to go. It seem like this system was made by me. O_o. It a way to tell players where to go but making them aware that they are spoilers. Anyway once I go to the inn in the non-existing town which remind me of Varrock on runescape...Quite big for a town on LoY. I found a NPC. I was told he will give me 3 things. 1. A robe that can't be gotten any other way. (The item exist, I saw it in the codes but it never was put in the game) 2. A quest which is to make a weak armor get 100% exp/charge. The system don't exist on LoY but I was noted that you can do the quest twice for some reason. 3. I honestly forgot...Money maybe? Dream 1: I dream that I was at school that I no longer go to in my underwear (not boxer...Plain white underwear) which is a common dream correct? What make this odd is that the dream characters were basically giving me the thumbs up for it. Some guy while I was walking down the stairs said something like "Nice snake" with a friendly/approval voice. I went outside in middle of the court yard. Our school is freaking huge and the court yard can be seen by like 90% of the school through windows. At this point I didn't care I was in my underwear but I still wanted to get dress and I somehow knew that there was something to wear in my bookbag that I magical just got on my back. I was going to ask my teacher if I can go to a restroom and get dress (dream logic...I have no clue what keeping me from getting dress on the spot but to be fair I honestly didn't think about that until I start writing this.) I didn't have a chance to speak as every classroom was in the court yard ready to get a lesson on something. There was a dead squirrel in the middle of the yard. No one pay any mind to it. The teacher was saying something about squirrels leaving themselves while open while having sex. lol wut... There was squirrels like freaking everywhere on the roof of our school. I pointed a few out by request of the teacher. She start explaining crap that I didn't listen to. At one point she said something like "killing a squirrel while they are having sex is like a human getting shot by a sniper" which then she said something like "who would want to do something like that?" which a kid quickly respond with "After you said that I kinda want to now" which my best friend said "I know right!" My dream was quite funny that night. The kid with the quick response was a big kid name John though he look like a stereotypical black giant that should be in jail which is like anti-John. Fragment 2: My friend hated me for making her join up some class with a name like "Science life study" or something like that but more dream-like. Her class of choice was like "life science study". Anyway this time I was wearing something in was sitting in class. My Japanese teacher was being a bitch though she didn't give us any work...It was like she was on her period or something...Just woke up on the wrong side of the bed kind of angry. The teacher walk up behind me and I notice something...This is a dream. [lucid] I wanted my dream character friend to laugh so I said "watch this" and pick up a book. I beat the hell out of the teacher by hitter her where her Adam apple would be then smacking her head a few times while I was still sitting down. She was flat on the floor and my friend was laughing and didn't seem to care about the teacher safety. Maybe because it was a dream or because the teacher was a bitch earlier...No clue on the reason. The teacher magical back up sitting on her chair. The friend stated something like "Do you have a tickle on your neck?" which the teacher response with a no. Seem like the teacher forgotten what I have done. I sadly woke up shortly as this fragment happened when I fell asleep after waking up from my main dream. Normally this wouldn't be an achievement for me but I have became lucid two nights in a row.
I dont know how it started, but i was being chased by a guy who was standing on a car chasing me. I was on a car as well. He had shadow humans floating all around him. I dont know how that part ended. Soon my brother was a murderer and stuff i dont remember happened, until i was on a very small field and my bro and some police man from a tv show i dont remember was there . My bro had a gun and was gonna shoot me with it until we talked it out of him. I showed him my Dream Journal and said this is the dream where you chased me xD. And stuff happened and i dont remember
NOTE: I haven't been on here in many months. I thought about getting back into LDing, so I will update my DJ every week or so. I had this dream right before I woke up. My recall is still pretty shot from the summer sleep schedule, so bear with the lack of detail. I, along with many others, am sitting on the gym floor of my elementary school. We are near the top left exit door, right beside the bleachers. It is very bright outside. The principal, P, is making us do some kind of obscure relay race. The rules appear to be as follows: One team member from one side will stand up and run the entirety of the course while flailing his or her arms, and sit down on the other side. Teams will alternate until a winner is chosen. I never thought to call into question the pointlessness of the relay, or that the "entirety of the course" was about four feet. My friend J is sitting beside me. P is constantly getting onto him for talking, but never anyone else. I tell P to leave J alone, to which he responds, "You don't even know anything about me!" I remember thinking, "I went to school here for ten years!", but I didn't say anything. I got the feeling that I was younger. Scenechange I am in my house with G, and we are the only ones there. It is dark outside, and the only lights on are over the dining room table, and in the office. I am fiddling with something that he brought while we talk. It is a 7 or 8 pointed star made from a bent canning jar lid. Throughout the dream I am always bending and flexing it. After we talk for a bit, he says he has to go. I open the fridge and offer him one of many little juice bottles I have. Each one is a different color and flavor. He declines, and I pick peach. I walk into the office, and he follows. He says he really has to go now, and leaves. I log onto Steam. Dream ends with me playing with the little metal star.
Good morning, everybody. Dream #1 There was a view of outer space, as if part of some documentary. The view swept between a bright star and, probably, two planets which were very close to each other. As it did, a narrator spoke about how the earth was in danger and how people should work to save the environment. But everything the narrator said seemed wrong. She seemed to mistake all the problems and come up with really silly solutions. As the narrator began talking about the problems on Earth regarding our water supply, the view swept down to "Earth," one of the two close-together planets. The planet was dark from high up in space. It looked like it was mostly dark, barren land with only a few wisps of clouds floating over it. The narrator's comments again seemed to annoy me with being so off-track. The view now seemed to sweep under some wispy cloud, possibly near a small, sharp mountain. I understood that I was supposed to be watching a space ship taking off somewhere. I was now on earth, at some place like an air base, looking up into the sky. It may have been late afternoon. The sky was cool, pale, tinged with pink. I seemed to have just finished watching a space ship or an airplane launching into the sky. I now turned my gaze back toward the ground. I was with two other "people." One of them was actually a computer-graphics car, like the red car from the movie Cars. The other person, and even I myself, may also have been CG cars. We headed across a stretch of concrete, over to a pick-up truck, which was not CG and not alive. We (cars) were apparently going to ride this pick-up truck away from the base. As we headed over to the pick-up truck, we talked about the environment, as if continuing the narrator's speech. I think I disagreed with everything said, but I spoke and laughed as if I agreed. We all got in the truck. I got in the bed of the truck, which was covered by a little shell. I got in by swinging myself under a horizontal bar placed just unde the roof of the shell. I'm pretty sure at this point I was a car. Even in the back of the truck I was continuing my talk with the other two people about the environment. Dream #2 I was in a cluttered living room with two other people. I may have been kneeling before a couch piled with papers and other stuff, possibly including some kind of sheer or lacy blanket. One of the people, who I never saw, was my friend. I'd come to this place with my friend to plan some kind of party. The house bellonged to the other person, a tall, kind of skinny man with olive-colored skin, longish, frizzy, black hair, and plastic-rimmed glasses. We were looking through piles of photos or headshots. We were trying to match something about the headshots with something about the attitude of the party, to decide how to make the party and who to invite. I ran across a kind of strange photo of a girl. She was maybe ten or eleven years old, and she had a kind of nerdly look. But something else about her made her look like a robot. It was like I could see that under her short skirt there was a bunch of gears and machinery. My friend (a woman?) saw that I found the photo a little strange. She snatched the photo out of my hands. Something about the girl was a secret, and the woman figured I was just about to ask what that secret was. The woman said, "This little girl was his (the man's) daughter." The man seemed to understand that I had caught on that the girl looked like a robot. The man, kind of as a confession, told me that the girl had been a robot. She had been like a daughter to him. But apparently she was no longer alive. Dream #3 I was in some strange, small space with my brother and sister and my mom's ex-boyfriend, TV. The place was supposed to be like a store. It looked like a mix between a sidewalk newsstand and an unfinished basement. The counter and front shelf were really small. The shelf area and the back area, behind the counter were lit with a kind of yellowy, fluorescent light. But evertyhing else was dark. TV stood behind the counter. My brother and sister stood before it. They were both little kids again. I stood off to their left, in shadows. I may have been a little kid, too. The shelves were all lined with detergent. TV had told us that he was looking for detergent so he could do our laundry. But, he said, the detergent he usually used was all gone. There were a lot of different kinds, but most of them were so different, they wouldn't work at all. It was like they weren't even detergent. TV really seemed to wish he could find the old kind of detergent. We kids were all hoping that TV could do our laundry. My brother handed TV a few different types of detergent. But TV rejected them. One of the detergents looked like a drink pouch with a big, thick, orange cap. Most of the boxes of detergent were yellow and orange. I was starting to think our laundry would never get done. But finally my brother found an old-fashioned looking box of detergent. The box was plain and yellow, and it had small writing, in a kind of old-fashioned font, all over each of its sides. This detergent was apparently the generic version of the kind that had run out. My brother handed this box to TV. TV accepted it, possibly a little reluctantly. It was good enough. So he'd be able to do our laundry. But TV still seemed like he'd rather wait until he got the kind of detergent he actually liked. Dream #4 I was living with my family. We had just gotten a maid. I had just come back from something like work. I was kind of excited to see how well the maid had cleaned the house. I may also have had a little bit of an arrogant feeling that the maid would say my room had been the cleanest to begin with. But my mom told me that the maid said I needed to clean my room better before she came to clean it. My mom said that the space under the bed had stuff under it, so she wasn't able to clean it. I seemed to be going up a stairwell to my bedroom. I was holding onto the straps of a backpack I was wearing. I slowly entered the room and looked under my bed. The carpet was really dusty. A crumpled pair of khaki slacks lay on the carpet. There was also a strange coffee cup which appeared to be either styrofoam or paper. But also seemed to be made of glass or ceramic. It had a white base, which faded up into a watercolory blue and green. There was a glass or ceramic flower with green petals and a pink center attached to its side. I could see how this stuff could have blocked the maid from cleaning under my bed. I was a little ashamed for not having realized I'd left this stuff here. Dream #5 The opening credits for some TV show were playing. The TV show was about some kind of normal American town, where all the characters were really normal and plain, except that they all seemed to have some sort of magic power or another. Each person had a different magic power. The opening credits gave a screen shot to each of the main characters, giving the actors name, the character's name, and a short description of the character. Most of the characters have escaped my memory. There seemed to be one blonde woman who looked like an average young mom. She wore a green cardigan sweater with a cherry-tree-branch design on it in black and white. She also wore skinny, black slacks. During her screen shot, she was doing something like shifting a pile of clothes from one place to another. The final person also caught my attention. He was by far the gaudiest person in the town. He may have been gay. He worked at some department store, like the store in the British sitcom "Are You Being Served." He had feathery, platinum blonde hair and tan skin. He wore some kind of flowing white shirt and a black vest. He also seemed to be adorned with huge, cubic, shimmering crystals. As well as being gay, he may have been the most "out" about having magic powers. His screen shot showed him in his department store, throwing his arms up in the air in some dramatic, magic gesture. The show now began. There were two women and one man in a very stage-like setting. The space was supposed to be a beauty salon. But it was just a huge stage with a polished white floor. One the right side was some scenery like neon cut-outs of trees and vegetation. But this was supposed to be the real outdoors. The man stood out near this area, wearing a white terry cloth robe and sipping some kind of fruit drink. The two women were near the center of the stage, by two chairs like dentist chairs. These were for beauty salon customers. There was some kind of contest. Whoever won would get a free treatment at the beauty salon. One of the women was the worker at the beauty salon. The other woman went to the salon all the time. The man began to mock the contest a little. He said, "Well, what happens if I win and I get to go to the beauty salon? What do you do to me?" The man was suddenly in one of the chairs, naked. As if he were asking if this would happen, his body was suddenly slathered in a bunch of white, painty material. The man was wiggling back and forth, making throaty "Agh!" sounds, as if he were digusted, but also acting like he loved whatever it was he was going through. He asked, "Is this what you would do to me if I won the contest." The customer woman now stood where the man had previously stood, by the neon paper vegetation. The man asked, "Is this what you do to her when she comes here?" The customer woman was really pretty. She was blonde, heavily made up and dressed in the style of a 1990s business woman, with a red dress exposing a V of chest. But now she was naked. She walked to the chair to the man's right. She got in the chair upside down and facing in toward the chair, so that her really nice rear end just kind of stuck way up in the air. I was hoping that the worker woman (red-haired, pale-skinned, with glasses, done up partly like a 1990s business woman and partly like Diane Keaton in the movie Manhattan) would start rubbing the naked customer woman down with whatever kind of white gunk the man seemed to be coated in. It felt like it would easily turn into some kind of erotic lesbian scene, which I would love. Dream #6 I was in a morgue, which looked a bit more like some kind of crafts workshop, or theatre's backstage construction area. The place was full of tables and equipment, most of which seemed suited to a factory. There was a mortician somewhere for a little while. But after a while, he was gone. I stood surrounded by a few work tables, like for cloth cutting or some other kind of craft. Across the way from me, though, a line of bodies were laid out on tables. The tables were all low, maybe knee-height. They all looked like work tables, and they were all separated from each other by kind of bulky pieces of equipment or machinery. I saw four or five bodies in the line. Two bodies to my right were of men wearing soccer outfits, as if they had been soccer fans or soccer players. One of the men wore a green uniform. The other wore a yellow one. Both men were short, a little stout, and Latino. They had slightly cut up faces. A woman's body was just off to my left. She was white, middle-aged, pale skinned, a little overweight. She had shoulder-length, red-brown-dyed hair. She lay on her back and seemed to be frozen in the position of taking a picture with her phone, which she held with both hands. Something like narration ran through my head about how every person dies frozen in the position of whatever they were doing the instant they died. The woman now turned her head toward me and said, "Yes. That's true." I was surprised that this dead woman had just spoken to me. But the narration said, "The dead can come alive to speak to the living when they have questions." The woman was struggling to sit up, but she seemed more like she was sliding off the table. But, still, she was cheerfully confirming what the narrator had just said. She told me she could stay alive long enough to answer my questions. I felt like it was really important to ask good questions and to focus on what was being told to me, because you don't get to talk to dead people every day.
05-08-11 I am in holland again, I am outside and I am sleeping, though I am partially awake. There is chatter in the background and I believe they wouldn't actually wake me up, due to me having specified having an interest in dreams and sleep. I keep waking up and looking out down towards the garage. At one point Ant comes over, I hear him before I see him and he intends on waking me up in a rather funny, but unpleasant matter. He intends to pour a glass of pickled cucumber over my face. As he approaches I look up and laugh a bit, he doesn't seem to want to stop so I look at him, still smiling and start making some physically impossible move and tell him to lay off or “there will be violence”. He lays off and we decide to head out. We head towards a supermarket at first and I am quickly left behind. I think about Ida who is standing a bit ahead and I think it is fair enough she doesn't want me anyways, I have little interest in her anyways. However it does spark a hint of emotional discomfort though no way near as much as usual. As I am climbing over the wall I look down and I see a blue beetle that is best described as a mixture of a lady bug and a LEGO Duplo piece, with legs. I hear Ruth shouting to the others “He is coming I have just seen him jump”. I notice how gracefully I jump both down the wall and past a couple of people over a pool of water. I notice my dream sign that I am capable of parcour. I become lucid. I start looking around and fly a bit. I am in a city that seems like a crossover between Århus and Amsterdam. The rest of the crew is in a warehouse on the top floor and when I see them I start flying up towards them. On the way up there I decide to try out some spider man stuff instead and I procede to crawling up the wall. Close up the wall is mostly redish with a lot of black to gray texture in it. The way I am stuck to the wall is remarkable in the way that I don't seem stuck as such, but it feels like my hands and feet are magnetically attached to the wall. I start thinking if there is somethng I am supposed to do. I have decided to give the confidence issues a bit of a rest and decide to go playful. What is the TotM. Get a DC to sing and go to the chocolate factory, right. I let go and drop to street level. I burst out in song in order to get the rest of the many DCs on the street to join me. I think I am going with “Dangerzone” off top gun, but no one seems to join in except a guy from behind me across the street and he just shouts Danger! That won't hold up and I get a bit annoyed. I ask to ladies walking by if they want to sing for me, but they refuse. I think at this point the dream starts to fade and I command it to come back verbally. Things go blank and as the dream comes back it feels like I have one eye open in waking life and one in the dream world. I have felt like this before though and this time I decide to just ignore it. I command the dream to stabilize and between that and ignoring the open eye syndrome (Coined!). I get the dream back on track. I run into a tanned guy wearing a yellow sports T-shirt with a sports bag over his shoulder. I ask him to sing for me, but he only looks at me briefly before he turns sround, take on an arrogant attitude and tells me that he won't. Now I am getting angry so I grab hold of him place my hands on both sides of his face and looks him in the eyes. I briefly think of vampire compulsion, glamour or whatever you want to call it and start talking to him. He stares blankly at me. “God damn, this is my dream and I am sick and tired of getting refused” He reples with an astounding empty stare. “Now you will sing to me!” He starts singing “Happy birthday to you...” “Yeah yeah that will do” It is boring and not my birthday, but task accomplished. “Why do you need me to sing for you?” he asks “Don't worry about it, you have done your part thank you” “You keep information tight, don't you” “As I said, this is a dream, so once you have been integrated with my consciousness again you will understand” Now to the chocolate factory. I immediately think about doors. I have to find a door and expect the chocolate factory to be on the other side. It is getting darker, but I find a door inside a building and try and will the chocolate factory on the other side. When I open the door I expect a portal to be there, though I only find a white canvas. I try it out and try and walk through it. It is difficult in particular my head doesn't really seem to be willing to. After a couple of minutes of faffing around inside a door that isn't a door the dream starts fading. I pull the move I tried out before and when I come back in the dream again things have changed slightly. The scenery is darker and I am not sure what is going on. I am pretty sure I am dreaming, but I am uncertain so I pull a hand RC. Sure enough. I was trying to open a portal to the chocolate factory, right onwards. I spot something that looks like a hotel up the road. I walk to it and prepare for the door to be a portal. Now unfortunately the front door is made of glass, so it will be difficult imagining anything but the hotel I can see through the glass door. So I decide to walk through it and find another door I can try with. As I open it there is no portal behind it, but a small passage way and a mirror at the end. A mirror, that is interesting. That could be used as a portal, but first I observe my self reflection flicker in the mirror. It isn't like anything is missing, but my reflection is there one moment and gone the next flicking on and off. I decide to hop through it and having learned from the first experience I go through head first. I manage to get my entire body fully through and then I just hover there. I start falling a bit and I figure that will work, never done portals before I don't know what to expect. I keep falling and eventually looking up I see a door, I reach up for the handle and try and pull myself through, however I wake up just as I get the door open. … I am with some superhero crew. We are gathering some black obsidian bars, that are to be transformed into a single adamantium bar. I proclaim to someone that it is stupid to try and do that since adamantium can't be altered. I wonder if Stark can do it seeing as it is him collecting. Notes: Third night in a row with a lucid. The technique of awakening from a night of dreaming, trying to recollect them and then go back to sleep seems to work wonders. Though I didn't have many dreams to recollect this morning the Obsidian/adamantium dream was fresher in my mind, but I have spent much time with my niece while writing down the dream, so memories have faded a bit.
So last night i was with Sidney Poitier, the young version from 1967 when he did To Sir With Love. His whole demeanor, everything about him drove me crazy. we were somewhere id never been, a huge bedroom, very luxurious. Egyptian cotton and huge fluffy pillows. He talked to me as we made love, whispering in my ear and touching every inch of skin with his huge hands. It all felt so real, i even felt him inside me,, i felt every motion of him. my whole body moved to compliment his as we lay together. - you can imagine my anger when my partner woke me up here to tell him what time it was- 8.05am I went back to sleep and tried to pull it back,,, but it was too late,,, he had gone
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