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my dream starts out future based sky is red and everything around me is either blown up or destroyed. I hear yelling and gunshots and figure out im in a war and the war is based on who will rule Earth us, humans or the species that we were fighting. i am geared out pretty well and what i see is us and those creatures in a big field crowded together jus fighting like theres no tomorrow in which this dream probably wasen't . the creatures were geared up like us also and i kept getting confused on who was who. but, anyways i get tired of bieng in a trench and run out and charge towards a creature and it charges towards me i pull out the blade i have with me and when we meet face to face i stabb it it seems very effective but i look down and there was a blade in me also my eyes get real big the creatures laughs and i look past it and war is going on and i shout out i did this for my uncle i dont know why tho my uncle has been dead for a couple of years know. i fall to the ground my vision gets blurry i still see the war going on i close finally close my eyes i wake up and its a beautiful morning day.....

Friday night, decided to go out.. wasn't worth it, recall suffered.

1:00am
6:30am

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Saturday night, I did remember a couple dreams, but I didn't write them down. I was imagining I was writing them though lol..

3:00am

Fragment: Me and some other people were looking around a city, I vaguely remember a fountain and multi-level carparks.

11:00am

1st Dream after setting intent. I sit in a windowless one room house. I like it. I get up to go outside. This one room little building is at the end of a paved path in the woods.

It is a friendly garden that I have fashioned into a natural woodland.

I turn again to my little one room building. I push the door open. I can see half the room and there is a 7 on the innerwall to my left.

Curious, I step into my room.

Behind the door is the other half of the little room and on that wall is a small number, (a digit) 2.

I wake.

It is now 11:01 am and I've been up a couple of hours.

You see, I set the intent to dream next Saturday's lotto draw 3193 and that was my only remembered dream. Last night I counted to 45 slowely Three times while watching and feeling the body go to sleep.

After a couple of hours thinking about the dream I think it was asking me to consider all fortyfive numbers as being made up of two halves of a whole. As in, say, the number one is not, (1) but, (0-1).

When the door is open only one side of the room is visible and the other half is not visible because it is behind the back of the door.

The number 72 is too big so I think the dream just used it as an example to get me to begin seeing all 45 numbers in two parts. One part visible on the left hand wall as I open the door and the other part as I step into the room and look at the right-hand wall behind the back of the door.

Still nothing special to tell about my recall, and I still haven't had the first lucid dream of 2012. I'm going to crank up the effort by having more consistent tries on WILDs. Meanwhile, the last dream from 2009 to enter in this journal.

Fear of Bodybuilders
Date: December 27th, 2009
Lucid: No

I was walking in what I thought was Helsinki, but it looked more like my hometown to be honest. Towards me there were these two guys walking, who looked like bodybuilders. I could have just gone by either side of them, but no, given that I was walking right in the middle of the sidewalk, I was stubborn and wouldn't budge - I was going to walk right between them.

You obviously already know that it isn't gonna end well. The right-sided guy, who had a moustache, had a wide, evil grin on his face as he grabbed me. I was fearing for my life, but the rational side of my mind also knew, that there would be no reason to kill me.

They pushed me around a bit before seemingly letting me go. But no, you don't think I would just walk away? No, I fuckin' flipped my finger at them! The guys were enraged and that seemed all the good enough reason for them to kill me. So I started running for my life, trusting that I can at least that well against those guys.

There was some kind of construction site next to me. The bodybuilders didn't waste time on chasing me, instead they just went there, picked up some tools and shit and started throwing it at me. Some were near misses, but I did get away unharmed.

Later I was in home and still terrified. I was afraid that the bodybuilders could somehow follow me there.

2/15/2012
While doing the laundry, I find out the machine came with complementary detergent. I press the button to dispense it. I get one large and three small jugs of detergent.

A girl I haven't seem since elementary school whose name I like is in my English class.

My mom is sleep-talking something about being suicidal. It's kind of disturbing, but it's still just sleep talk. She sticks me with the dog for my vacation. It's a large white poodle that looks neglected (my mom hasn't actually got a dog).

I arrive at the hotel room with the dog and my bag. I just booked my flight for tomorrow after getting here, but there's something else I need to do. For some reason I need headphones, but the only ones I can find are broken. I'm sure I packed working headphones. I make a mess while I'm looking, pulling everything out of my bag, but I don't find them. All of my stuff is so unorganized. It really bothers me. I go out to see if I can find some new headphones to buy, but I don't find anything.

When I get back, my things have been moved and I find two other people in my room: a man and his mostly grown daughter. We talk about random things while I try to put my belongings in order. I tell them I am going to Hawaii and that I have a couple of friends that go to college there. They say "no way!" I try to tell them the name of the university my friends go to, but I can't remember it.

It occurs to me I forgot about the dog, and I don't see him anywhere. I find him in the bathroom. Apparently the hotel staff put him there while I was gone. The other two people in my room have a dog, too. My books got put on the shelves, which are collapsing, and my books are all mixed in with the hotel's books. Several stacks of books fall onto the floor. It really, really bugs me to see books in that condition, but I have too many things to deal with right now to fix it. There is so much extra stuff in this room that I can barely move. There is a set of coins on the table that I didn't put there. The hotel staff left a barrette and a bunch of other crap here (I can't tell if it's complementary, or they charge you if you take it- regardless, I don't want any of this junk). I'm trying to ditch the unnecessary Hawaiian shirts I packed and get my bag ready for the flight tomorrow. I haven't even gone through it and made sure I didn't leave a knife or something in there by accident, which I am always afraid of doing anytime I have to deal with airport security.

I wake up. Blah, what a nightmare, having so much to do and not enough time and everything got messier the more I tried to organize things. I have enough of that sort of stress with going to college. I could do without in my dreams

I fall back asleep.

I'm playing Minecraft. There's a skeleton glitching through the wall (in a corner). I was on the other side of that wall earlier. I try to kill the glitchy skeleton, but I destroy the wall instead. I quickly finish off the skeleton and try to rebuild the wall. I don't have enough stone or cobbles. I frantically look through what I do have, to see if I can find something to finish patching the wall with. I almost use coal ore blocks, but then I decide to use planks instead.

My memory of this part is so fuzzy now, but I know I was lucid. I realized I was dreaming, somehow. There was a guy in a red plaid shirt. I almost forgot it was a dream, walking past some wood tables and chairs, but I reminded myself that it is a dream. At the end, there is a girl with special powers. Everyone is, or wants to, hold her captive because they are afraid of her.

I think I woke up, but it may have been a false awakening. It feels like I'm in SP now. I'm lying on my back, unable to move. My body rotates (or, depending which way you look at things, the room rotates), and my legs end up going through the wall nest to my bed. My body keeps moving, and I end up going all the way through the wall.

I'm in a car. It's very vivid. I take a minute to admire the details: the feel of the seatbelt, the soft interior lining. Kiki (from Sluggy Freelance) is here. I get out of the car. It's parked in a parking lot with construction materials, on a bit of land mostly surrounded by a lake. I tell Kiki to come with me. She jumps out of the car and scrambles up my shoulder. Everything goes fuzzy.

I feel like I'm in SP again. There is a slight but uncomfortable pressure on my midsection.

Now I'm on a sort of rollercoaster. It's a track twisting all around a pole, over this shallow elongated pool of cheesy muckiness. I don't see a rollercoaster car that I am in, but I am going along the rollercoaster. It's like I'm pulling myself along the tracks. My point of view ought to be rotating as I'm going along this twisting track, but it doesn't. I get to the end of the twisty part of the track. Now it goes straight, but I've somehow ended up on the underside of the track. This isn't right.

After the weird track thing, I walk across a bridge. I'm walking down a corridor and see a kid with short platinum blond hair that has a bit that sticks up. He reminds me of Harry Potter. I turn left, walking in his direction. There's a door here, different from all the other doors along the corridor (this place feels like a dormitory). The one odd door looks like it could be sealed from the outside, like a vault. I open the door and look inside. A girl with long black hair is in there. They fear her because she is a summoner. She's my daughter? My alarm goes off.