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2/28/12

DILD + DEILD

The dream started during a gym class at my old church gymnasium. We were playing basketball and there were a bunch of games going on concurrently. My team is doing well. I am contributing more than my real life white-ass self would. We are up by 4 and the ball gets thrown out of bounds to some people who are watching another game. Mattie catches it and gives it right back to the other team for a break away. I thought that was bogus, but I had confidence that we would win. There are a few seconds left and we call a time out. I practice lay ups off the backboard during the TO. None of them go in. The play starts back up and I am in the middle. They have some weird zone where there are 2 people vertically in the paint and 3 spread around the outside. I am the only one in the middle so the two people switch off on me. I duck out to the corner so the outside guy has to cover me. I dip right back in and they don't switch back. I get the ball with a lay up chance. Because I missed like 5 during the TO, I pull up for a 3 ft. jumper. It goes in and we are now up 4 and the game is clinched.

As the game ends, everyone is gathering by the door. I am shaking hands with some people we played with. Iman (guy from my high school class who now plays on the knicks) is there and doing some trick dunks. He runs up to the hoop and jumps completely on top of it! He stands on the rim for a second and comes back down. He does this like 4 more times. I try to text Will to tell him what is going on, but I am struggling with my phone. Will then happens to show up and we head downstairs together. There is a table of cookies for some other people and I snatch a white chocolate one. It is big, fairly soft, and delicious. Will heads back to grab another and I head outside alone.

I become lucid and look around. To the left there are two towers, and one is a giant yellow water slide. That seems like fun. I fly over to it and land on the ground. There is no water running. I fly to the top and go down anyway. It is really dusty and has like a 20 ft. drop onto the ground. It was still pretty cool. I turn back the way I came and start flying. I have good horizontal momentum so I fly really low to the ground. I am a few feet above the ground and cruising. Eventually I land in the grass on my stomach and it all goes black.

I focus on the tactile sensation of the grass on my face and I stay in the dream. I regain vision and take off again. To get speed, it feels like I am drawing the world under me more than actually accelerating. I still have trouble turning so I land and walk around a corner. There is a giant field with some frosty mountains in the distance. I want to go to a city. Looking for a way to teleport, I see a small crate door next to me. I go inside and try to imagine hearing city noises outside. I end up in the same place. Things go dark again and I wake up.

DEILD

I am back in the field, and I decide I want to go to the frozen tundra ahead. I try teleporting again by spinning. At first I spin like 5 times and try to blur my vision while imagine seeing white. This didn't work. I also tried one quick spin and that failed. Finally, I just take off and fly over there.

I land in an area with a bunch of boulders randomly laying around. There is another LDer, and he is helping this one bird escape another predatory bird. The predator looks like an osprey. I join in and try to help. Eventually I grab the smaller bird and run inside this stable-like building. The bird at some point becomes one of those flat, native american drums in my hand. It has dangling beads like those toys you spin in your hands to beat a small drum. The building is full of small, enclosed areas that have sliding wooden doors. I run into one and quickly run back out, closing the door behind me. This confuses the osprey for a moment and gives me some time.

I get on top of the small enclosures and keep running. The other LDer tells me to fly out of here. I respond, "I can't fly inside!" I hop across each enclosure and make it back to the front door. I look to the sky and take off. Now the bird/drum has become a diet coke can . The other LDer tells me I need to let him release his ice power (or something like that). As his says this, I feel an energy come from the can. It is now pulling me in the air and I get tremendous speed before instantly stopping. I hover and turn around, aiming the can back at the building. A giant energy blast goes off and eliminates any danger.

The dream ends

I had a very powerful baby dream last night. I don't remember a lot of details. But I do remember I had this baby girl who was about 4-5 months old. She was so wonderful and adorable and I felt this overwhelming love for her. I remember just being in awe that I was this little girl's mom. It was amazing. At the same time I seemed to have this faint feeling that this wasn't going to last (but not enough to lead to lucidity). I remember being at my sister's place sitting on her couch holding the baby. I also remember seeing a baby swing in one of her rooms and being excited to put my baby in the swing. I also remember thinking, "I really need to buy some baby stuff."


I know this dream was inspired by being with two friends last evening and their babies which were both around 4 months old.

LD16 since 02-17-12: A great WILD with shape change and my first walk on water! This was my third WILD attempt of the night and follows the LD15 about 4 hours later, when I had just over 8 hours sleep. It took about 20 minutes to get to a LD state. Many of my WILDs start with dark colors and limited visuals that then improve as I go. I went through a long stabalizing ritual. I examined each major joint and moved them all around until I clearly had a dream body. I realized the scenery was just blurry colorful surfaces and that I should pick a place to be. I could not think clearly enough to come up with anything new, so I decide to do The Kona Resort again. It took about 3 minutes of picturing each part of the scene for it to develop into a cohesive playground for me. I was not happy at first with the clarity of things so I decided to try a new stablizing trick. I watched each hand as I slowly climbed an invisible ladder. I got a deeper clarity from doing this and decided to back flip into the pool. I repeat the process one more time.
I decided I should try to accomplish a goal. I have been trying to have a vivid sense of smell lately, but so far have failed. I imagined that the luau must be taking place and the buffet line should offer many things to smell. I went down it and had little luck tasting or smelling the 4 items I sampled. The Lohee Salmon and lemon cake did have reasonable tastes but no smells. I pictured that the hula show would be going on. When I got to the stage 3 lovely women were performing. I got up on stage and ran my hands all over the middle one (and maybe did more, I'll never tell.) Her hair felt amazing. I tried to smell her hair and got a hint of sent.
I tried shape shifting into an eagle. This is only the second time I have done this where I realy felt like I image a bird would. It was much easier this time and I beat my wings and lifted off. I stabalized in the air examining and flexing my talons. I experimented with soaring, then after a few minutes went and landed by the pool again. I became human again.
I still want to smell something so I remember I thought a lotus flower would work best. The hotel has a nice pond by the pool so I imagined it would be growing there. It was not there at first, so I kept turning and looking until I found it. I picked one and could not smell it, darn. I thought maybe I will give the flower to the luau girl I pictured last time. That made me think of the minor Dream Task of Febuary. I turned it into a valentine's card which took a minute to get a clear red heart card. She was sitting at the tables and when I gave it to her, she gave me a big hug. I did smell a hint of perfume on her.
I had her sit on my lap facing me and levitated up above the trees. I decide to change the scene abit. I looked for a nice boat and found one out to sea. I took us there and noticed she was still holding a big red heart shaped valentine's card. How cute. I played around with the speed boat for about 5 minutes racing around and taking sharp turns. Then I decided to try something new. I wanted to walk on water. I went to the edge and assured myself I could do it. This is new to my brain so it fought me on this. I walked out and for about 3 minutes struggled with the water feeling like wet sponge and trying to not sink into it. Then I realised my brain would need an exuse why I could walk on water. I decided that the sea must be covered with a layer of plastic, kind of like a water bed. That worked and I was bobbing up and down on the waves. I walked across the water back to shore.
I did not know what to do, so I spent about 15 minutes between playing with the hula girl(blush), trying to smell food, and creating more details like butterflies in the air. I actually did smell the food this time, but not vividely. At this time I became aware that my body had to use the bathroom, so I decided to go ahead and wake up. Duration~40 minutes.

I only had three dreams that I can remember last night, but they were all fairly long, so I'm going to blame it on all the cold medicine making me sleep longer without waking up every couple hours or so, lol.

Dream One: My husband and I are at home hanging out with the oldest neighborhood kids. This should have been a glaring clue I was dreaming.We used to hang out with them a lot last year, then they got into drugs and smoking and I didn't want that around my little kids, so we purposely avoid going out side to play when they are around. The house was also different. It was still the same property, obviously, but the basement was gone, and the house was on stilts like you see that the beach. We were under the house leaning back against the columns as the little kids played in the front yard. I can't remember what we were chatting about. A girl walks up, and the oldest kid introduces her as his girl friend, and they all say they're going to go to the woods now that she's here. We say goodbye, have fun, and wave. Then we call our kids into the house telling them they need a nap before tonight, but don't specify what's going on at night. We go inside, and go upstairs, apparently we have just finished off the second level (in reality we're trying to finish off the basement and make it a living space) and our bedroom is on the second level. When we get upstairs and I am very unhappy to find the house wobbles on it's stilts. I spread my legs and lean from side to side and the house seems to lean from side to side with me. My husband assures me it's safe, that it's just caused by the stilts. I tell him I won't be able to sleep if it keeps moving, and he tells me that I should think of it as being rocked to sleep by the house. I lay down with my daughter and my husband lays down with our little boy trying to get them to nap. We're all in the same room, my kids are scared to have a room of their own, so their beds are in our bedroom. Shortly after we lay down, my daughter is asleep, so I stand up and walk over to the window to see how dark it is. I look out the window and it's bright and sunny still, but I see two sailor scouts, Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune, standing on the street looking up at the house. Normally these are my two favorite sailor moon characters, but in this dream seeing them gave me a bad feeling and I rushed to the bed and grabbed my daughter shouting to my husband the sailor scouts are here. He grabs my son, and suddenly the two scouts teleport into the room. Sailor Neptune stands in front of me, and Uranus in front of my husband. Neptune tells me to give her my daughter and there will be no fighting, I tell her hell no, and then I transform into a sailor scout. She attacks me with a water attack, and I absorb it because I am scout with water powers too. Beside me, Uranus is attacking my husband with a fire attack, but he's turned into sailor mars (which in hindsight is a HILARIOUS event!) and absorbed her fire as well. Neptune sneers, the teleports out as an escape with uranus copying her exactly. We don't pursue them, we're just glad that the kids are safe. I notice it's getting dark, so I tell the kids it's time to go trick or treat. They don't seem phased at all by the attack. Before we can leave, I get a phone call. I answer it and it's my Friend N telling me that she called about the empty room we had available, and she's really excited about moving in with us. She says the new house she found was great, but knowing that she'd be living with good friends with kids her daughters age for her to play with was even better. Then she tells me she's moving into room 208, and I look down the stairs at the room door and suddenly remember that only the even numbered rooms of the house are finished (My house rooms aren't numbered, this is just strange dream logic, lol) I tell her I can't wait for the move in, but I have to go because we were heading out to go trick or treating. She Says ok, and we hang up. I carry my daughter outside, she's apparently already in her costume, but my husband has to put my son in his. I get outside and think I forgot my costume! Then realize I don't have one! I run back inside scrambling to find something that could be a costume, and settle on a suede coat with a fuzzy collar and fuzzy stuff around the ends of the sleeves. My best friend A calls it my "Penny Lane" coat (from the movie Almost Famous) and so I grab some round pink sunglasses and look in the mirror. My hair is long, like past my shoulders long, so I really do resemble her and I am satisfied. I walk outside with my daughter again, and my husband and son are with us this time. The drive way is three times it's normal length , and my car is in the middle, so it takes us a moment to get to it. Then Sailor Neptune and Sailor Uranus appear on the road again. I think to myself why did I even bother with this costume when I could have transformed into a sailor scout for my costume?! I throw off the coat and transform anticipating another attack. Then I wake up.

Dream Two: I'm at the store with my grandma. She's looking at calendars. It's really strange, they're all already open and hanging from the shelf on the current month. She has her glasses on and she's getting up close to them to see better, with her hand on a buggy. I'm bored so I'm just kind of walking around the aisle looking at random stuff, when I nearly step on a kid. I apologize for not looking where I was going, but it turns out to be one of the neighbors kids (not one of the ones from the first dream though). He's saying he made some thank you cards for granny since she's been driving him to school, and I tell him she's busy looking at calendars but I'll give it to her. He thanks me, but follows me over to her. I hang the cards up on the store shelf for some dumb reason. He tells me that they're for granny, don't lose them. I told him I put them there so when she'd look up she'd see them and be surprised. He's happy with this answer. Then grandma looks up and sees them. She asks whats this, and I tell her the kid next door made them for her. She's happy, and wants to thank him, but I notice he's suddenly not there! We decide to check out and go home so she can thank him, but as soon as we get to the registers we can see out the stores big glass doors and there's a crazy storm going on out side. We decide to stay in the store rather than risk being blown away as we're seeing cars being blown in the parking lot! We walk to the side of the store, and there's another, smaller glass door. I see the neighbors other, younger, kid standing in a trailer door about ten feet from the glass door. The wind is blowing the door and his clothes and he looks scared. I open the glass door and yell at him to get back inside the trailer before he's blown away. He says he can't, he has to get inside the store where his mom and brother are. I curse under my breath, then decide I'm going to have to help the kid because if I don't he's stupid enough to try to make it through that storm and over here by himself. I start out in the wind, being pelted with cold rain and stung by the wind, then I wake up.

Dream Three: This was the longest dream, but hardest to remember since the kids woke me up and I didn't have a chance to "dwell" on it before I woke up. I was at an anime convention. I had just walked into the building from the third floor. Apparently it was a four story building, and the biggest convention I'd ever seen. There were lots of young adults and teens and even some tweens leaning on the walls and sitting in the floors doing various things (looking at pictures, playing video games, talking, eating, etc) I look around, and am nervous because I'm by myself and I don't know anyone. I'm a very shy person. I hear someone say this floor is the lounge floor for hanging out, the next floor down is the library where you can read manga and watch anime, and the bottom floor is the panel floor where you can participate in panels. I don't hear what the floor upstairs is. I decide to head down to the panel floor and find out what kind of panels there are. I spend a good five minutes trying to make my way through the halls and down the stairs. When I arrive on the panel floor, a girl with blond hair probably in her early teens grabs my arm and says, "You look like your here alone, mind doing and interview with me?" and I'm like, um sure, that's fine. Then I notice there's a really skinny guy around her age with super short dishwater blond hair with her. Apparently he's also doing the same interview. The girl walks in front of us and she's pointing to things and asking us our opinions. I feel silly and out of place because many of the questions she asks us I have no clue about. My answers are like, "Well I don't know, I've never played that game/seen that show/read that manga" I feel very uncomfortable, and suddenly a man who looks about my age with a buzz cut grabs the girls arm and says, "Hey kid! I told you to stop wandering around in the panel rooms with these stupid interviews. It's disruptive!" the girl hits the floor crying. The man tells me and the other kid to get lost. The girl disappears. I leave, but the other kid starts following me. I start to tell him to tail someone else, I don't really want to baby sit, when he starts crying that he can't believe it's his first convention and he's already in trouble. He flat out breaks down bawling. I tell him to relax, that the guy was just mad because the girl was interrupting his panel (it had been some sort of figure painting crafty panel) and the guys says, "Really? are you sure?!" and I'm like yeah, don't worry about it, your not in trouble! Unfortunately, comforting him makes him even more determined to follow me around. I'm annoyed, but figure there's nothing I can do now, so I just decide to try and see the upstairs floor since I hadn't seen it yet, and maybe I'd lose the kid in the crowd. The floor plan of the building keeps changing, but I don't recognize it as a dream, instead I get frustrated because I keep getting lost. On the plus side, I think I have lost the kid. Finally I make it to a room with lots of video games and arcade machines. This is the fourth floor! I'm happy to be on the fourth floor and see a convention staff member nearby. I ask him what there was to do on this floor besides video games, and he tells me there's a fort to climb and points to the right. I thank him, realizing he's the same guy who fussed earlier at the interviewer, but he was really nice so I was right he wasn't mad. I make my way to this fort and think, WOW! How cool! It'll be like being a kid again! Its made of climbing walls and ladders and cargo nets, and there's a room at the top with a slide. I make it halfway up and realize that the kid is following me again. Beyond that, he's actually climbing faster than me and if soon right beside me. He tells me I'm slower than I look, and I tell him it's because I'm ten years older than he is. He says I don't look that old, he thought he was older than me, and I glare at him (In waking life this is often a problem, people think I'm 14 and I'm actually in my mids 20s. I still get asked for my drivers license at some gas stations b/c they think I'm underage and stolen my parents car! At my husbands grandmothers funeral, several extended family thought I was my husbands daughter... we're only a couple years apart in age, so that was a trip!) Then the kid gets the idea that he's pissed me off and climbs up the net faster than me, and offers a hand down to help me up. I tell him I can do it myself and I really don't need a kid to help me, then go on to say he's annoying and I want him to just get lost already. He frowns like I hurt his feelings, but then the net slips and suddenly falls five feet. I hit the plastic slide beneath the net and freak out, "What happened?!" the kid apologizes saying he accidentally knocked it lose. I'm very super pissed and annoyed now. I tell him to fix it and he says he can't figure out how. I turn to go back down the way I'd climbed up, and a couple of girls are climbing up. I tell them the kid broke it and it's no use. They whine about how unfair it is, not helping my mood. Then my kids woke me up.

LD15: As an experiment for another thread I tried 3 wilds through the night to see how much difference various amounts of sleep would make. The first attempt was right when I started the nights sleep. I got to see some colors, but failed to WILD. The second attempt was at 4 hours sleep. I started picturing my right hand. I would count to five on the fingers putting one up at a time. Evenentually I slipped into a LD. Everything was black except the part of my body I looked at. I went through an elabrate stabilizing routine for about 2 minutes. When I looked around I was in a small room holding a flask of clear liquid. The resolution was poor and the images were dark. The beaker may contain alcohol? Maybe I will taste it. It falls and I rush to clean it up for a second. Then I think, 'this is a dream, don't bother cleaning.' When I look up the small room is crowded with people. Resolution has improved. The people start to jossle around and push, kind of mosh like. I float up above them and yell 'stop'.
I have a false awakening. I am at my Dad's when I was working for him years ago. He want's me to get up and work. I tell him I am trying to LD and he needs to leave me alone, his wife joins in bad mouthing me. I appear infront of a gas station and stab a knife through a pepsi bottle. Wait, this is a dream. I am lucid again. I have to calm myself down, I am still angery. I go inside then come back out and then I loose all recall. Duration~5 minutes

(The first dream had alot going on and I woke up from it at around 5, wish I had written it down then.) I am in my house, but it is very different, I know it was my house though. My brother and I are flying around the house using giant balloons. I am acting in some TV show. I get a 6 pack of sweetwater 420, but my Dad told me that I needed to hide it because my grandparents were coming. I took it and hid it in the fridge at the grocery store. I also remember fighting some girl, I think.
(I woke up and decided i wanted to go back to that house because that dream was so fun, I wanted to be lucid in there)
I am back in that house, it is alot different again but I still know it is my house. This time it is like a blockbuster type store that my friends and I own. We are walking around talking about what we are going to do with the store now that we own it when we come to this room with a closet. (I think this was a version of the room I used to sleep in when I was little) Jimmy says "This room is awesome but I don't know if I could sleep in here with that creepy closet. As soon as I look at the old beat down closet I get a wave of fear, and that feeling of something running towards me. I try to turn back and run away, but it catches me, levitates me off the ground and starts spinning me slowly. I start to panic, especially when I see the look of fear in Jimmy's eyes. My breaths become short and fast, I start to feel like I am going to die. I wake up breathing extremely loud and fast.

Four weird dreams from me this morning. The first one is fairly basic... I guess I managed to win a lot of money in the lottery. I had been second, instead of first, so I didn't win all the money that the lottery had to offer, but I had a solid 2 million dollars. I was pretty happy with that, to say the least, but not as bursting out of the room crazy happy as I would be in real life. (Though I don't actually enter the lottery in real life...) I'm calculating how I'm going to make this money sustainable, like living off the interest. I have a ton of interest -- 18% or something absurd, and it confuses me greatly. But then I realize they're offering me more interest because I'm storing more money there. That's all I really remember for that one, though I also know I was wandering around my grandparents' house for part of the dream.

The second dream is more interesting. I'm with family, and we're out... somewhere. On a road trip or something. Somehow it becomes a good idea that we need to try to impersonate someone. I wish I knew the details because this is pretty sketchy. Somehow we manage to kick a cop out of his car and steal it, GTA style. We drive it not far down the road, to a friend he was going to visit and hasn't seen in a long time. (How we knew this information, I have no idea) We made hardly any attempt to disguise ourselves beyond adopting the names that the cop and his family have. Yet, somehow it works. His friend certainly looks at me funny, says I should probably shave and such, but believes that I am the cop. Same thing goes for my parents and my little brother. Somehow even though people are clearly suspicious, they're not about to say anything. I still don't know why we needed to impersonate the cop or stop at this random person's house, but in the dream it was necessary, or a good idea, or something. In any case, my family just hops out of the car to visit a bit, use the restroom, etc. just like we were at a pit stop on the highway. The only thing I remember from dialog is having my mom talk about records and having to correct her because she had no clue how to pronounce "vinyl". We are near the end of our stay, getting ready to leave, and I'm outside the car. The cop's friend has a family too, of course, including a younger daughter hanging out in the yard. Inexplicably, I'm totally naked. (This happens to me a lot, when I feel exposed in a dream...) I'm not far from her, looking down the road when I start to see a cop car or truck flying down the road. Of course he would call backup, being a cop and all. We'd been here about ten minutes, and it was actually surprising it hadn't happened sooner. I knew we were in big trouble, and I panicked trying to find some clothes and put them back on... because you know, being naked near a young girl makes you look really, really bad! This is where the dream ends, though.

The third dream is something entirely different. I'm in some sort of game environment, though unlike most of my game dreams that are unclear, in this one it's clear that I'm walking around within the game, as myself, in full 3D. (You don't know how many of my dreams are fuzzy on point of view and such) In this scenario, I have a guide at the ready or something, because there's a house or something I start in with people I can interact with. It's more of an adventure game than anything else. But something that I wanted to do (I only remember something about gambling, but it wasn't the main focus) required me to be inexplicably violent to totally innocent people. So, I start to kill some of the people around me. The details, thankfully, were either abstracted or forgotten. But I'm looking around for one or two more people I'm supposed to kill, and can't find anywhere. I end up venturing outside the house, and into one or two nearby buildings. I know that I paused in the yard and marveled a bit on the details around me, despite being totally non-lucid the rest of the time. I feel like one of the other buildings was a museum or something, too, but once again things are kinda fuzzy. All I know is that I never was able to kill the last few people I needed to, and that after talking with some I needed to leave alone, I started to feel bad for the ones that I had killed.

The final dream is probably the weirdest one. I'm up on some mountain in an unfamiliar landscape, but I have a map of the immediate area. The thing about this mountaintop is that there are a lot of doors that lead into the mountain, with succubi behind them. All of the doors have windows in them, of course. They aren't exactly wearing the traditional outfits for succubi, but they were the same as all others... they acted sexy, lured stupid men in, and did God-knows-what with them. Knowing all this, of course, made me perfectly safe. They simply didn't go past those doors, so the man had to take the first step and seal their fate. However, I was tasked by someone to find out more about what they were doing, and to put an end to all this if possible, so that's why I was up on this mountaintop. Essentially, my job was to capture one of them and interrogate them. So, I opened one of the doors and pretended to be smitten by the succubus behind it. However, we didn't get more than a couple feet from the door when I suddenly grabbed her and dragged her outside. She was making quite a protest, as if the light itself would hurt her, and I'm lucky I didn't get mobbed or something. But, we were now out on the cliffside. Still clutching her, I jumped off the edge... and it's a long, long way down. I had her below me as if she would somehow cushion my fall, and we just kept tumbling. There were a couple instances where I was sure she'd broken a few bones, but we make it to the bottom and both of us are somehow totally unharmed.

We are nearby a lake, and I quickly recover and pin her to the ground. Part of the plan involved submerging her in water if she wouldn't cooperate. Cruel, admittedly, but we didn't know what exactly we were dealing with, and had to be prepared for anything. Around this point I realize this succubus is none other than Noel Vermillion from BlazBlue. (Who frankly, is not much for succubus material. Way too shy, nervous, apologetic, etc.) I start asking her questions about what is going on up on the mountain, and why. Unfortunately, I don't remember getting much useful information out of her, but I also don't remember asking many important questions. I do, however, ask her why she's doing this, and she says that she really doesn't know. (If you play Blazblue, you know that there are few things more convincing than Noel saying she doesn't know something. She's kind of a tool in the series. >.>) I get the impression from what she tells me that there's another person higher up that's telling them all to do this. Some of the succubi are more willing to comply than others, but they're all afraid to dissent. Sometime during the interrogation I end up letting go of her and get on the phone, presumably to call whoever sent me on this mission. I continue to ask her questions while I'm filling him in. Though she wanders around the area a bit, she doesn't stray far, and it's clear she isn't in a rush to get back to that mountaintop. I think she realizes that I feel kinda bad for her at this point myself, and that I no longer want to hurt her. She doesn't seem afraid of me anymore. The dream ends here, but there's a sense that we are going to team up somehow, and do something about the succubi leader that seems awfully unpopular. We each have sympathy for the other's precidament and realize there was a big misunderstanding.

In which my garden is dying, and I learn about my uncle B's past...

I'm trying to convert my garden into raised beds because the gophers keep destroying all my plants. I'm building the garden beside my deck underneathe one of my pecan trees when I realize that I'll never have enough sun here. I walk over to the sunny spot of the lawn where my gopher-ridden beds actually are, and I find that my mom has converted the space into a giant greenhouse, lush with vegetables. I tell her that I wanted this bit of land for my garden, and besides, she has her own garden up at her own house. She said that she had so many vegetables that she'd thought she'd grow them in my garden too. She suggests that I cut down my pecan trees since the gophers are just destroying their roots anyway. This makes me incredibly depressed, so I just go back inside the house and go to bed.

Later at night, I can hear the front door opening. I'm afraid it is a break-in, and I don't want the burglars to stumble upon me, get scared and panic. So I shout right away, "Who is it?"

A familiar voice shouts back, "Who is it yourself?"

I respond, "This is MY house. Who are you?"

He responds, "You know who I am or else you aren't who you say you are."

I'm pretty sure I do know who it is, but I test him just to be sure. "Is that you Ch?"

"Hey-ell no it ain't Ch!"

I was right. It is my uncle B. "What are you doing here B?" I ask.

"I need a place to sleep and your mom said you'd be out of town so I came here."

"Make yourself at home." I go back to bed.

This whole conversation happened through a closed door because I wasn't dressed and besides, I was really sleepy.

In the morning, I was awakened by uncle B talking to a lawyer or an accountant about how to finance his retirement. It seems he has way less money than we realized. I could overhear the lawyer/accountant saying things about the time my uncle spent in Chitzen Itza with the "natives" in the 70s and also about two prison stints, one of them five years long. This really surprised me because I'd never know that my uncle had done more than just a night in jail once for drinking too much. Five years in prison! I think back to my childhood and remember a long stretch of time that Uncle B was not around. It must've been then. We'd been told that he was a traveling man, enjoying life on the road.

I walk into the living room where they are talking and pretend that I don't hear anything. The lawyer/accountant tells my uncle B that he has had a fascinating life and done a lot of cool things, but because he could never get himself together and keep himself out of trouble, his life has amounted to nothing. Now in the end, he can't even support himself. I take it as a warning to myself.

I look at the kitchen table where I see many old black and white snap shots of this very same lawyer/accountant. I realize that uncle B and I took these photos recently. We just made them look old. Uncle B walks over and looks at them with me and I realize that the lawyer/accountant isn't even real. It was just a story we made up to go along with the photographs.

Ch and my mom show up again. They are driving an SUV, and there are two white corvettes in front of my house. The corvettes belong to uncle B, but he needs help moving them somewhere. Ch and my mom drive the SUV, uncle B follows them in one of the corvettes and I follow in the other. For some reason, I must drive it laying down on my back with my arms up in the air steering. To see the road, I have to use mirrors that are placed to reflect what is going on above and in front of me in a way similar to a periscope. We are cruising down the road and I'm finding this very stressful but everyone else seems to think it will be a real treat for me to drive a corvette so I pretend like I'm having fun. They explain that eventually a Pontiac Grand Am will cross in front of me, and I must follow that car to its location while they carry on with the other corvette somewhere else. I tell them that I don't know what a Grand Am looks like, and they tell me it is the sort of car that A drives. I'm too embarassed to admit that although I've been in A's car millions of times, I have no idea what it looks like.

02.29.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Sneaking into back of a truck in Anime World

Apparently I'm in the Anime Universe, and I have to get something within this truck that's a few feet away from me (maybe 20 feet).

The problem is, Bulma (character from Dragonball Z) can see things through a camera, and she can also hear if anyone is trying to sneak into the back of the truck. However, I think she's just paying attention to the sound, and she's ignoring checking the camera unless she hears suspicious sounds of the truck's back door opening.



The first time I went near the truck, it made huge creasing sounds, and I see a flashing clip of Bulma being alerted, and she's checking the computer quickly and it take her a while to scan the whole area. I thought I was safe because I was had my back to a wall.

But she literally scans every part of this small area with some kind of floating device that has some kind of small circular red target light to shoot on the ground I believe (it's not a weapon, it just scans the area pretty damn fast), and I get caught. So the dream resets and this time, I am able to get into the truck door without making too much noise for Bulma to check.

I think the reason why I had to go inside the backdoor of the truck was probably because there's this anime guy who asks me to do a favor for him I believe. He moves to a lot of schools apparently, probably because his parents are rich and do a lot of business traveling.

I remember the guy having brown hair. He wore a tie with a white dress shirt with long sleeves, some casual pants, and a blue suit that is opened, and is worn over his white dress shirt with long sleeves. I think he begs me to do him a favor, until I finally give in.




Dream 2: DBZ and Abandoned Area

I'm not sure if the next recall is a separate dream or not, but it seemed related to the dream above. As soon as I enter the back of the truck, I completely forget what happens, all I know is that I'm being shifted into this area that seems abandoned.

It's fairly dark, with some light shining from small holes from the top of the abandoned building I'm inside of. I believe there were white Greek-type columns, and some of them were degraded, and a few pieces were on the floor.



I'm just blindly looking around this place non-lucidly, and I find that some areas, random images or small clips would occur in my head. In one room, I believe I heard something about Broly from DBZ and how Goku was the one to defeat him.

I heard a few more apparent DBZ references until I go into another room where there's this small Black child playing a video game. I think it looks like DBZ at first, but it ends up being a random game.

I think he offers me to play with him, and he gives me an extra controller, and it looks a lot like the Gamecube one. I take it, and I'm asking him how am I suppose to play the game with him.



He mentions that the game allows for Co-op type of game play, and without even knowing if I plugged in the controller into the game console that I wasn't even paying attention to, I take the role of playing some purple like being.

This being was weird, it was fairly tall and skinny, and I believe it had wings as well. Since this was a dark area, and the game screen itself looked like I was playing in a level that was dark as well, it probably might have been a vampire? (but enough assumptions about the purple being I'm playing as).

This same being I'm controlling in the game, it had a fairly high jump height, especially without a double jump. Me and the other guy were jumping higher and higher to other ledges.

I can't remember much of what went on in that dream.



Dream 3: Outrageous Prices in Clothes Store

I'm inside this clothes store, and there's this DC that looks familiar to me, her face looks a lot like Erica that I have for Biology 112.

The prices of these clothes and other accessories are crazy! I looked at the price tags, most of the tag's colors were golden, and the prices for a simple dress shirt was $990! But then I looked closely, and saw that there was a clearance price of it only being $109 or so, even so, it was still expensive for me.



I think Erica goes to search for a purse, and the price for it is probably around $400 bucks I believe. I think she goes to the cash register for more information on it, and the person makes some kind of snide remark to her that I can't remember.

Then another girl comes in, and she looks familiar too, she looks a lot like Kathleen that I knew in High School. She's was wearing a white shirt, probably with little dots or images on it and your typical jeans.

She and Erica I believe ask me to enter some information about what place I'm renting, because they need valid proof that someone has a place to live for some odd reason.

I'm a little concerned that they would need my apartment location, but I write it down somewhere, and while I'm doing so, I see flashes of alligators coming up from the water.

Then I clicked something, but I forgot what.


Dream 4: Female with Lara Croft Outfit

I'm sitting near the corner inside of a room with a dark blue carpet flooring. Imagine looking at this screen and seeing everything around you while you have your arms folded over you legs.

The person who is sitting to the right of me, I can't make a clear image on her facial features, but I believe she's wearing an outfit that resembles Lara Croft's in Tomb Raider.



I believe she looked a little bit like Rogue from X-men Evolution, but I'm not too sure on that, (my mind keeps giving me an image of a red-headed lady when I was typing this).



The dream has a Resident Evil vibe to it, as if we're hiding from something. Also, this same female in front of me has gun I believe, she looks sad, and I'm see her face in profile view.

That's all I remember.

I was in an Ardenes store looking at all the clothes. I was looking at the tank tops and t shirts folded up on the shelves, and then some accessories hanging on the racks. I was with my sister but can't remember what I was doing.

I left the shop eventually, and was around some massive grasslands with sparse buildings lying all around. The Ardenes looked like a little wooden cottage, as did all the other builings.

For some reason I decided to enter the Ardenes again, but this time, I was somewhat aware I was dreaming. I walked in and kept pinching my nose and breathing through it. I acknowledged that I was doing so but didn't think to take control of the dream. I then realized that one eye was shut the whole time, so I willed my eyelids to open. My eyelids slowly pried themselves apart, and I could see from both eyes. Then my face felt funny; I felt my mouth sort of numb and shift around, sort of like when you're face is frozen at the dentist, except that it was moving itself too. I decided to look in the mirror. My mouth was being stretched and morphed into weird shapes right before my eyes; they seemed to have a life of their own. I noticed I was wearing my turquoise v-neck tank top and black jeans. I also noticed there were two other random people, seemingly the workers in the store, and then it ended.

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I was inside what was apparently my apartment, though it seemed more like the one on FA. Ave. I was in the bedroom on the computer when I saw AB walk to the doorway. He had a 2 litre bottle of cranberry soda in his hands, and he was splashing it all around the house. The doorway had glossy blue tiles, sort of like a fancy swimming pool. I was annoyed at this and marched out through the kitchen/dining room and to the living room.

AN was in the living room playing video games. I couldn't find AB. I started just blatantly yelling that I was angry about it, and told him to clean it up. As I walked back I noticed that it seemed to have been wiped up.

I walked back into the living room. I looked down and saw CH lying on the floor, but I wasn't sure it was him, so I squinted and looked closer. He seemed to think I was mad at him and quickly said, "I wasn't sleeping here! I swear!" I shrugged and told him it didn't really matter, and then left.

In which I have the worst morning ever...

I'm on a trip with my Physiology class. We are staying in a dorm room that looks similar to double berth sleeper cars on trains. Four of us are in one room, and when the beds are folded up, we have a table in the middle between us.

It's morning and I step into the bathroom to shower. I must share the space with two other girls. The walls of the bathroom are all windows so that people walking around outside can see inside. The way around this is to turn out the light inside the bathroom as this somehow turns off the windows. While I'm showering, one of the girls keeps flipping on the light. Each time, I tell her to turn it out again and she responds that it was an accident. She says it's just habit to turn on a light each time she walks past it. I finally give up and rush my shower, wrap my hair in a towl and wrap the other towel around my body and I walk back into the dorm area. I brush my teeth and hair here, still in my towel. My professor sees me, and he calls me over to him. He is standing behind a podium.

"Why must you walk around when you aren't properly dressed?"

I'm embarassed and don't want to explain the whole situation about the shower light so I pretend that I can't understand him. "What's that?"

"Why must you walk around when you aren't properly dressed?"

I cock my head to one side and pull my ear close. "I'm sorry, come again?"

"It's my accent isn't it?" he asks, earnestly. "Americans have trouble with my accent. I was worried that this might cause someone to struggle in my class." He seems honestly worried about this.

"No, it's not your accent at all. I can understand you perfectly and you are one of the best professors I've ever had." This is all true. "But I can't hear you right now because it's so loud in here." This part is a lie.

"I was asking why you are walking around in your towel. You should be more modest." I hate the word modest but I know he didn't mean it the way I took it. I looked down at my towel and feigned surprise.

"Oh really? This is less revealing than a bathing suit even, but if it is inappropriate for school then I'm sorry and I'll go change right now." I turned and ran back to my dorm room.

I made it just in time to catch the breakfast server. She explained that there were four items to choose from. Three were conventional breakfast items, but the fourth was a hamburger. I requested eggs, toast and coffee but the server explained that I must take the hamburger. She said that the four girls who share my dorm room had already ordered the other three items. I asked if this meant that the restaurant had run out of them all and now there were only hamburgers left. She clarified: Actually each person in a group of four must get a different item. There were still plent of eggs, coffee and toast at the restaurant, but since no one had taken the burger at my table and since the restaurant must serve all four items to each table, then I must take the burger. This didn't make any sense to me, so I told the server that I didn't want anything. I tried to leave the dorm at this time, but the server wouldn't let me leave until I confirmed that I would pay for the burger. I physically pushed my way past the woman, and my professor, still behind the podium, asked me again to approach him.

"Why are you fighting with the waitress?"

"I don't like burgers and I certainly don't want one first thing in the morning!"

I tried to explain the situation about the four items and how the server was forcing me to pay for a burger that I do not want, but my professor didn't see what was so strange about this. He thought I was making a big deal out of nothing.

Just then, a guy from my class entered the train. He was eating a breakfast taco from Torchy's. It looked wonderful so I asked him how he got it. He pointed me down an alleyway outside of the train and told me that there is a long line so I better hurry if I want to be back in time for lecture. We laughed about how stupid it was to require four people to get four different items regardless of what they wanted, and I felt really relieved to be talking to someone who agreed with me about this. We shared a laugh, and in the moment, I leaned forward and playfully slapped him on the shoulder in a gesture of friendship. He looked at me stunned and took several steps back.

"Oh god, I'm sorry. Did that hurt?" I was thinking to myself that he must be a real drama queen, but I wanted to smooth over the social situation. I leaned forward with my hands in the air, palms up, in a non-threatening gesture. "I'm really sorry. I was just laughing so hard that I must've invaded your personal space."

He faked a smile, but I noticed that he took a few more steps back. "It's OK," was all he said.

I was surprised at how weirdly he was taking being touched on the shoulder. "Are you hurt?" I asked again. He seemed so serious about it that I started to wonder if maybe he had a wound or something on his shoulder. I took a few steps toward him with real concern on my face this time.

He backed into a wall and started screaming, "Step back! Step back! People are watching you!" Many other students and my professor gathered around us. They all looked confusedly between me and him. I took several steps back and held my arms out again, palms up.

"She's trying to assault me!" the guy said. I tried to protest that this was ridiculous, but my professor intervened and said I needed to move along to give him some space.

I left the train, embarassed and fuming at the same time. I wondered if there was a camera on board that could've captured the whole thing. But pretty soon I stopped thinking about it because I found the line to Torchy's Tacos. The trailer is popular so it was crowded. I was waiting behind a dozen other people, but I wasn't in any hurry since I'd decided already not to return for the lecture.

A big middle aged man, clean shaven with blonde hair, stood in front of me. He turned around and looked toward my chest. At first I thought he was checking me out and this made me uncomfortable. But then he said, "What a beautiful baby girl!" I looked down and saw that I had baby M in my arms. How long had she been there? Had I been holding her during the scuffle with the guy in my class?

I was alarmed, but I looked at her carefully and she seemed perfectly fine. She was awake and happy, just looking around with her big blue eyes. The blonde man touched her face and cooed at her, but for some reason he really gave me the creeps. I politely shifted baby M from one shoulder to another. I was wondering where her parents, E and JG were. Did they know I have her?

Suddenly the blonde man started tickling me aggressively. He was acting like it was a game and the people around us were laughing, but I was having a lot of trouble holding on to baby M. Also I could barely breath enough to talk so I couldn't shout or ask for help. I fell over, with baby M still in my arms, and the man piled on top of me, tickling me. He was trying to steal away with the baby! I could see people's feet and it seemed that I was in the midst of a huge crowd. It was all very chaotic, with people pulling at one another and starting to trample us. I couldn't hold on to baby M much longer. A brunette woman wearing a striped sailor shirt offered to take the baby but somehow I realized that she was in cahoots with the blonde man. I was able to scream, "Watch them, they're trying to kidnap my baby!"

Then the blonde man and his accomplice became violent. They started pulling on my arms and punching other people in the crowd. I could sense the energy above me. It was like being on the tavern floor during an Old West fist fight. I was jostled about, and in the chaos, I felt baby M slip away. Finally, the energy calmed, and I stood up just in time to see the blonde man and brunette woman sprint away from the taco trailer. I looked around, panicked that I'd lost the baby.

Then I saw a big-busted mid-30s suburbanite woman with a nice haircut and fancy flip-flops that matched her capris, curled over herself in the corner of the room. Safely in her arms, she cradled baby M. She'd wrestled her from the kidnapping couple once I'd lost control of her. She handed her over to me gladly, and I told her how she'd saved the child's life. I was singing her praises and calling her a hero when the cops came. We told them the whole story, but they seemed alarmed that I was not the baby's mother in the first place. They wanted to know where E and JG were, but I couldn't tell them. They became suspicious of me and wanted to know what I was doing there. I explained about the class and the tacos, and they said they'd have to check up. I begged to let me have a taco first and they permitted it.

Finally, I got a migas and avocado taco with cilantro ranch salsa. At that moment, it seemed to be the best tasting food I'd ever had.

Back at the train, my professor verified what I was doing in this part of town but said he knew nothing about the baby. I explained what happened, but everyone looked at me suspiciously.

"With you," my professor said, "everything is always someone else's fault. But all morning long you've been getting in fights and causing scenes. Now you've really gotten yourself in trouble."

Somehow, I agree that he is right. I don't want to be that person that says that everything bad that happens to them is because of someone else. I must just be a royal screw up.

WILD

I had awoken to some thunder, heavy rain, and hail. I checked the time. 12:04. I had went to bed at around 9PM. All the ruckus stopped except for the rain (which I find quite soothing ^_^) so I decided to try a WILD. After about 4 times I had turned over since I started, I finally got it. I don't recall hitting sleep paralysis, but I do remember my eyelids starting to flash. These the formed into images (that I can't recall) and I was in a dream.

As I entered, I decided I just wanted to go along with what was happening so I didn't overexcite myself. I was in a classroom and we had apparently took a quiz the day before(before I was in the dream). The quiz was to spell the word "Cat" and the teacher was announcing the results. Only 3 people got it wrong. I was one of them. I spelled it "Kap"

There is a gap in my remembrance here... The next thing I remember is that I was beside my friend Evan. He grabbed me by the wrist and teleported me. We were in a small enclosed jungle that we couldn't escape. There were about 3 black and white stripped lions in with us. They hadn't spotted us but the feeling was that they would hurt us if we didn't leave. Evan the proceeds to laugh at me, and is about to teleport away. I grab his wrist but he's gone and I'm still here. I try dream spinning to teleport back away, but there was no hope. The lions still hadn't spotted me but I woke up.

I was back in my bed, and I realized how excited I was to just of had a WILD! I get on my computer and start typing word for word, ever exact detail I could remember about the dream. I knew it beginning to end, and it lead to a lot of typing. I was somehow notified to do a favor for a friend then, which I did and came back home to type the rest of the dream. I checked the time. It was 10:45PM ish. I was worried I wouldn't get enough sleep for the night.

I woke up again. This time, I did a reality check. I wasn't dreaming anymore, and I had just experienced my first WILD and a false awakening. I went back to sleep normally...

Soccer


My next, and last dream of the night was just a fragment that I could remember. It had to do with soccer, and I was playing a 1v1v1 match on the city fields. Being there 3 teams, our team happened to sit out first and wait for our turn. Me and another 2 friends were conversing. We had missed when our team got on the field, but we could still get on. That's all I remember :s

I was holding something in my hand. I found myself in a dark hallway at my dad's house. Suddenly, my little brother walks around the corner in front of me and tries to take whatever's in my hand away from me. "Hey - stop!" I yell. He only pulls harder to get whatever he wants back. All of a sudden, he yells the f-word in my face. It was almost like "This is SPARTAAA!" But if was the f-word. Stunned, I let go of the object. He backs into his room, all the while staring at me. I should go tell someone.

I had this dream early this morning.

I think I was a NAZI doctor (based on a gut feeling during the dream). I was quickly walking down a hallway through a rather disturbing and unsanitary sick ward full of children. There was some blood on the floor and walls and there were one or two soldiers with guns behind me. They were only there to assist me. I didn't bother to look behind me as I was too occupied walking though the ward peeking into rooms. I spent maybe one or two seconds peeking into sick rooms and each room held just one child dressed in a simple white gown. As I passed one, I saw a child that looked to be too ill to be of any use for us. I said "dispose of him" and a soldier reluctantly said "ah... right." I saw him run into the sick room with his firearm as I kept walking.

I remember that the rooms didn't have doors and the doorways were wide and oval shaped. And everything was a dull white color. Also, I think we were doing experiments on the children.

had 3 lucids. can only remember one. I flew up and tried to make a fireball at some boxes. no fireball. I wake up.

non

Grandma is sad because she has to move. The room is totally white and sterile.