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Apr 20 2012 6:04 NL

Convo w/ B, head to T's. There's a tech show on at nearby shop, and 4k screeens are on the market. The concept seems silly to me considering it was only just recently and with great pains that corps managed to persuade customers that Full HD (glass-ed) 3D was the future. I hear somebody saying somth about twitter. There's some iPads on show. I keep moving toward the back.

There are some workshops going on. Some are for some sort of oscilloscope-like music making machine, there's one with people sculpting clay-figure character models, and a painters' workshop. I bump into a painter holding a large canvas, and some paint smears on my clothes. I curse my luck. Somebody remarks "Nice cape" and I notice my shirt is too big.

Just then, a women gets angry at me. I don't know why. We have a scuffle and a verbal exchange and I keep walking. Suddenly, out of nowhere, the woman runs at me and lunges into the air. I dodge, and she slams head first into the wall. She's bleeding heavily from the head. I wonder how I'm going to get out of there. Then I woke.

Apr. 18 2012 4:51

Series of short, interconnected dreams about dreams. In one I fall asleep with the image of a person in my head, and they become my "mentor". Didn,',t have any eblightwned discussions

In another, I rose into the sky as the end of the world beckoned. I screamed, "I am become death, destroyer of worlds!". I ascended, approached the limits of the atmosphere and my back began to itch. Then, I woke up.

Again, several false awakebings taken for rrality.

Due to complications with my usual DJ, I will be posting entries here. Notes are short and disjointed, for the purpose of personal recollection.

NL 4.4.2012 10-13:31??

Long, long dreams. Many individual episodes.

2 interactive movie type things. The idea in the first was that there was a film about a murder mystery, and after you had seen that, you watched it from the killer's perspective. The killer was a dwarf. The second dream was in the same vein. The Joker had gotten loose, and it was up to Batman to catch him. First he hid in this little shed, and had the roof collapse when someone came in. Next he had a bird suit of sorts and was running in the distance flapping his arms, almost convincingly blending into the background. Other clever ruses. After I played the thing the first time around and losing, I played again and remembered all the Joker's tricks and beat him. Then, a shop opened?

I was semi lucid, in the sense that I knew the dream would end soon. My dream character was sort of a seperate entity from me.

Had a melatonin beforebed...
bit: I was at a hospital, not much i remember.
bit: I was trying to talk to people in a futureistic robotic control panel place (IDK lol), trying to beat my nemisis (forgot his name)
segment: I was buying something when the cashier went away for a sec, a teen, blonde hair blue eyes, beautiful, put money under the register. She walked away with a brown hair friend.
The cashier comes back, blonde hair, blue eyes, similar to the teen. I say 'is that your daughter?' she said 'yes' (or something like that). The cashier and I chat and she says 'thats my daughter crystal' I say 'yeah that's right' (like I knew her, but i didnt) The cashier said ' her and her brother are being beaten.'
'who's beating her?' I whisper.
'Do you have aphone?' (a little off-topic, dont you say?)
'yeah' I pull it out and it already says 'Sandi is calling' along with some other symbols, then I dont pick up and it says call ended ( I assume, but it was written in the strange symbols as above) then I faded out and awakened.

I look out the window at my cousins house and see troops running throughout the town and gunning people down with silenced weapons. I start to freak out and tell my cousin to run upstairs and look out the windows. When he does he starts freaking out too. Then we get ready to defend ourselves. I grab some knives and doug gets the gun he has stashed. He is waiting on the stairs and with his gun pointed down them and I am in the closet between the front door and the stairs. A two guys walk in with silenced sub machine guns and I let the first one walk past and get gunned down as he reaches the stairs, the second one steps up to the closet with his back against it. I then see a third one and break through the closet taking out the first with a knife to his neck and take the second one down by jumping on him and plunging the knife into his gut, grabbing his pistol out of his holster and aiming it at the door and gunning down a fourth that I didn't see.




Laying on the couch, with two of my sisters and a couple of guys, holding a short petite woman. We own a really big couch. One of the guys seemed really jealous of me, over the woman. She seems super tiny in my arms, and we are both loving it for the time being, neither of us watching the T.V. Now we are getting ready to go to some community event, and I wait as the woman is taking a shower in my bathroom before taking a shower myself.

We are at the little community get together, I'm not really sure what it is, it looks and is set up like a fundraiser dinner but feels like a funeral. Once we sit down at the table in the very back, I start flirting with the woman and making her laugh, and every time she does the whole crowd looks back and glares at us as we laugh. Pretty soon I have the whole table laughing around and the whole crowd is getting upset. Finally it is time to eat and as soon as we get up front I don't really recognise any of the food, So I decide to mess around some more. I grab one of the bigger spoons and then then as we walk down the rows of food I slowly put a little bit of each food on the spoon. The girl is behind me and is trying so hard to not laugh. The people are staring at me. As we get back to the table she is staring at me and I say "One bite meal" smile and eat it.

The dream started like an old game like pacman, but my view was from the top, the images was from an old game and the sounds was from an old game. I was a character from this old game, I found it odd that I was in an old game and did I RC (I dont know how because my game character didnt had hands) but it worked and I realized that I was dreaming and became lucid.
But then I wanted to go to a other place and I imagined myself in a street and a few seconds after I was in this street (I remember that street from a lot of my childhood dreams) and I started looking at my hand and shouting ''stabilize dream'', after the dream was vivid and apparently stable and I started walking.
But a few seconds after I kind of waked up because of noise (I was sleeping in the same bedroom with my brother and he was sneezing) then I tryed to go back to my dream and I did it. The same thing happened like three times until I gave up.

Some non-lucids and lucids:

I was in the LOST series. I was basically Kate, but it didn't start out that way. I think first I was just watching, then I became her. Anyway, after a bunch of ruckus about finding people's decapitated heads in the trash, and a monster killing people in elevators in the hatches, me and Jack were captured by the 'others'. I don't know why I [Kate] was, but they explained to Jack why they wanted him. They told him it was because he was 10% better than any other human on earth. Whatever that meant. He seemed really proud of that fact though, and I admit I was a bit turned on by the fact. And he started to appear sexier, and more attractive to me. So there he was, going on and on about himself, and I was massaging his muscular shoulders and back. We began making out.

I suddenly became aware that I was lying on my side in my bed, making out with Jack. I knew I was in my bed, and that I was dreaming. Because I was supposed to be alone lol. And this weren't no Danny! I was really turned on and wanted to have sex with Jack, but he kept resisting. We just kept kissing, and I could feel my hand on his face, and his arm wrapped around me with his hand on my back. So I reached around and grabbed his hand, with the thought that I could place his hand where I wanted. He laced his fingers through mine, then pulled my arm toward him really hard. I sensed his transformation into DEILD Demon right away. He began growling and snarling and drooling over my arm, like he wanted to bite it soooo bad, but something was holding him back. I wasn't that upset, because usually these confrontations with DD turn into a rather enjoyable DEILD chain. I just needed to free myself. So I jerked my arm back and forth, trying to get out of his grip, screaming LET GO OF ME YOU LITTLE SHIT!!!

I immediately woke into another lucid, where I was in a different bed in a different room. I was still screaming and wiggling for a second, which scared the shit out of a cat that was sleeping next to me in the bed. She was a cute little siamese, but she hissed at me lol. I thought she might bite me, but I guess she got over it, and curled up by my stomach. Where I guess she felt was safer than by my wild arms lol. I saw another cat that I also didn't know, sitting up on a cabinet, just chilling. I tried to will myself out of the bed, but I had that 'tired within a lucid' feeling that I couldn't escape. I closed my lucid eyes, and woke my real ones.

Oh well.

we changed linoleum in my kid's kindergaden and it was very difficult because there were a lot of toys and I decided change linoleum by magic. I was succeded and understood that it can't be so and this must be a dream. I didn't want to be in this dream, i don't know why and i said EXIT several times - didn't work/ I saw a man and understood, that he hold me in the dream. Came to him and bite his fingers (it works for me to exit) and awoke.

5/1/12

DILD/WILD

I had a series of short LDs with little control (probably 6). I forgot a bunch of them.

It first began on a sand dune with Jack (I think). We were sitting on an incline, and it was about to get steeper. He said he tried to go over the cornus and he just fell because it was 27 degrees. I half-heartedly attached a rope and went over anyway. It is really fun sliding down. I become lucid on the way down. I stand up and somehow get to the top of a dune again. I look across these rolling hills into the distance. It is a beautiful view. I want to try and shoot an energy blast across to another hill. I get in position, Kame...Yame...YAH. Right before I release I see a small glowing ball in my hand. I shoot it and not much happens. It does slightly rustle the hill I was aiming at, but I couldn't see the ball shoot out or anything.

I am in another dream and still trying to work on this skill. I remember to take a lucid pill. So I sit down and open up a pill from my pocket. It was mostly powder, but there were some big chunks too. I stand up and get onto the roof of my garage. I try some more energy blasts and fail.

I FA on the ground outside my garage. I immediately try to WILD. I have some split personality. My other me gets to take over once I am in an LD (reading fight club IRL). I am trying to WILD, and he is too jumpy. He keeps trying to rush the process. I roll out of my body and he takes over. However, because it was rushed it isn't very stabilized. After like 45 seconds he loses it, and I am back outside the garage. I try and WILD again, this time taking longer. I am having some dialogue with the other me. My limbs start floating, and I roll out of my body. He takes over and has a longer LD with more failed energy blasts.

This may be a different dream. But I have a fragment of me on an airplane trying the energy blasts. Instead of visualizing the blast, I visualize a nuclear chain reaction going on in my hand. I start, Kame, and picture a neutron shattering other nuclei. Yame, the chain reaction is exloding. Yah!, I imagine, all of the particles focused in one direction, like a laser. However, I still have trouble getting a strong blast. I try again and it doesn't work well.

01.05.2012

Defending The Locals (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


I'm in a foreign country, on top of a massively high bridge with my family and other tourists. Below us on a beach are several locals, mainly children.

Suddenly, men emerge from the various rock pools scattered over the beach and begin chasing and attacking the children.

Unfortunately, from so high up, we are all helpless to stop them. All we can do is watch in horror.

I then see a couple of small sharks chase a boy (somehow on land) and I jump all the way down from the bridge just as they begin to bite his arm. I grab one and punch it repeatedly, until it no longer poses a threat.

Had to protect the Queen.

I'm at a school, but not a student or staff. There is a school play being organized at the main hall. For some reason I put on one of the outfits, thinking I might have to cover for someone. There are security guards there now and I don't want them to know who I am. The play starts and I try to find a place to change back to my clothes. A bathroom would do, but the guards are checking them. The ones that have been checked are taken, so I wait for them to go over the next few before getting in. I want to go to one that has been checked so that it will take time for them to get back to it.

Non-Lucid Part:

I'm with my siblings and my sister, Hannah, is trying to kill me with that psychotic look on her face just like with my previous lucid--which I did not bother to write down. Only, I'm not lucid.
I'm freaking out right now and wondering just what I have done to her. I grab a pair of scissors and try to threaten her with them, but she just yanks them out of my hand with monster strength. Soon, we're both wrestling around with several pairs, trying to kill each other. I manage to push her next to the cabinets in the adjoining kitchen, but then...

Lucid Part:

"Oh my god! I'm dreaming,"I shout.
My siblings stiffened in surprise. My other little sister didn't seem to care and my little brother glared at me--but, that isn't anything new. He does that in real life, too.
I didn't care about my other sister's reaction, though. Now, I just wanted to leave. I hate hanging around my house or town in my lucid dreams. Everyone is so dull and lifeless--or trying to kill me--in that area.
So, I wasn't about to get stabbed today. I'll leave out this next part for everyone, but it was a complete struggle.
I won, though.

So, I stole a glance at my other sister and said,"I am not about to be here if that...thing...is still moving."
I whipped out the door and flew off--literally. I think I've been flying out of sheer desperation rather than enjoyment.
Anyways, I said for it to be daytime, but instead my brain just made it rain.
Hardy har har on you, brain.
I love rainy weather.

By now, I had landed in a nice white house. I landed on some pretty blue staircase carpet, but quickly backed away when I saw some couple getting their children ready for school. The moment they walked out of the foyer, I ran outside.
However, I wasn't afraid or cautious here. I don't know why, but the further I travel away from my house or town in my dreams, the more human everyone is.
I rang the doorbell, while one of their kids that was already waiting for the bus was outside. I said hi as they looked at me curiously. Suddenly, the wife looked out the window and saw me. Opening the door, she asked what I needed.
"...I'm...Wow, uh...This is a dr..."
"Yes, I know what you're saying. No need to get upset that this is the Dreamworld."
She smiled at me and I finally got a good look at her. She was a slightly overweight woman of average height with dark red hair that reached her shoulders and a face that put her age at about late 30s or early 40s. She had on a pair of dark blue jeans and a purple sweater.

"Thank god. Wait, I've asked this before, but doesn't it make you kind of annoyed if someone asks or tells you that you're not real?"
The woman, who I think was probably named Pamela, smiles and says,"Come inside."
She tells her children to leave for the bus and as we are walking in the house, she talks.
"You see, in what you call the real world, many of you believe that is the only reality. Well, in what you call the dream world, this is our real world. It is our reality."
I stare at her, then say,"Yeah, but don't people from real life create you?"
She smiles and replies,"Yes. But, don't many of you believe that a god created you? What makes that so much different?"
I look at her in wonder and I can't help but think that I wish this woman was real.

Pamela leads me into a sort of massage room where a man is standing nearby. He is in his forties and he is bald on top. He looks at me with interest and she says,"She's from the other world."
"Ah. Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm her husband."
I nod and say,"It's nice to meet you, too, sir."
We shake hands and I ask what they're doing in here. Apparently, the man has back problems and his wife is going to massage his back in their massage room. I'm talking to them about random things for a long time when I notice a pile of cooked bacon. Pamela explains that her husband is a huge fan of it. I really want a piece because it smells delectable. She actually did say I could have a piece. No, that isn't right.
She offered to make me breakfast. However, I left before I could take her up on that offer.

I'm getting ahead of myself, though. I really take a good look at them, fully expecting for their appearances to change, for the scenery to change. But, nothing is different. It is literally like real life, and it is a wonder that I don't relapse back into a state where I think I'm actually awake.
Noting that there is an enormous mirror, I take a look at my appearance. I look normal, except for the acne covering my forehead.
Crap! It's high school hell all over again! Hah! And I bet this is before I started drinking tons of water to get rid of this.

I try to get rid of it, but I can't for some reason.
Giving up, I realize I've been wanting to find my dream guide. I explain this to Pamela and her husband.
"You're welcome to shout for it as much as you'd like,"she says.
"Thanks."
For some reason, I can't make the words out correctly and I end up sputtering out,"Subconscious, I want to see my subconscious!"
Then...Uh, things got slightly weird. This small figure wearing a grey hoody comes up to me. It is on a scooter skateboard thing and I take a good look at the...thing's face. There's nothing there. Just a black pool of nothingness. I knock it down, and some of the pool comes out.
"F*** off. Get out of here."
I push the thing away, visibly disturbed. Nearby, that couple just can't help but laugh about this. Not my foul mouth, but what came in.
I try to say it again and I finally manage something. Now, I wait for my dream guide. That person never come, though.
I look at Pamela and her husband and say that I need to leave. They nod and tell me goodbye.
"Damn. I might not get that breakfast after all,"I grumble as I run out.
I ran and ran until I made it to an airport terminal. I look at all the people when my eyes lead me straight to one particular woman. She is an overweight black woman with honey colored hair and an extremely intelligent and knowing look on her face. She was looking straight at me with a smirk now. Somehow, I felt drawn to this woman. She hands me some sweet and I eat some. It actually tasted like food. I don't finish it, though.
Then, she proceeds to tell me that my dream guide left me a note explaining that she was sick and tired of everything. I quite listening after this. Because, I have a sinking suspicion that she is actually my dream guide--but, she is screwing around with me.
I had a good reason to think this, by the way. I cannot accurately describe this, but when I saw this woman, I felt...connected and drawn to her. She felt entirely different from anyone else.
The rest of the dream just involved me trying to get back to Pamela's house for breakfast. Too bad I woke up.

Dream One: I was standing outside the grocery store, in the grass beside the parking lot. There's a stop sigh nearby, and a big hole in front of the stop sign. Not like a vertical hole in the ground, but it goes in at an angle like a tunnel. As soon as I walk up to it, I recognize it as my friend M's house. I call into the hole asking if she's home, and I see her boyfriend's shoes. He call ups she's not home but should be home shortly. I thank him, and then stand back up. My friend M drives by in a car at that moment and waves when she stops at the stop sign. I wake up.

Dream Two: I'm not sure why I can't go back to sleep, so I get up and go into the living room to read a bit. I pick up a book off the floor thinking my husband missed it when he was cleaning last night. It's my daughters barbie book. I start to flip through the pages for some reason, and find myself thinking that's not what this book was about! I wonder if I'm dreaming, but I decide that I can't be dreaming because I could read. The text wasn't changing at all. I put the dream back, and it's daylight outside. I get a call from my mom, and answer it. She's telling me that her friend still wants her and us to move into that big house and rent to own the place. I say ok, instead of sticking to my decision of no. Then I'm in the kitchen, but the kitchen cabinets are the color of the bathroom cabinet. And then mom starts saying the pipes in the big house were cut off, and I actually see the pipes in front of me as if I'm there looking at them. They're moving like that pipes screen saver windows used to have pre-installed. I wake up, and curse for not doing a second RC.

Dream Three: I'm talking to my best friend A about weather and looking at a weather radar. There's some sort of blue and red flashing circle above New England, and the edges of this blue and red area are bright orange. I ask my friend A what's up with the radar above New England? She doesn't know, so I zoom in. Then I see the map as a 3d satellite rendering, like Google earth. There's a big red line and it looks like a lava trail, except it's spinning. I wake up to my daughter screaming about dragons.

Dream Four: I'm in the car with my husband and kids, going home from a small town nearby. We're watching the weather radar, and there's a tornado coming. I tell my husband to go straight home, that the tornado is moving in the opposite direction, so we should be fine if we head home. Then the tornado JUMPS and lands in front of us. We quickly unbuckle the kids, then lay in a ditch with them, but the tornado doesn't hit us. It jumps again. We buckle up quickly and start going back home. The Phone rings, waking me up.

Dream Five: I'm at my high school, and for some reason I have alcohol in my bag? A friend from school that I was always in a love/hate type friendship with wants his alcohol out of the bag, and I realize some of the alcohol isn't mine but his. I give it to him, and wonder if I'm going to get in trouble for having it at school. Then I realize I'm of age, so who's going to have a problem with me having alcohol? There's a storm coming, and the overhead speakers blare that schools canceled and we need to go home. I'm wanting to go to a different building to get my headphones (apparently they were awesome Mario head phones too!) But the buildings are being locked and evacuated. The halls are tightly packed, and there's a stop light in the hall stopping people from blocking the intersections. I'm standing at a stop light, and the power flickers then goes out. I barely step to the side fast enough to avoid being trampled. When the crowd clears, my son is with me. I see my husband, and he says he has to go lock the river cabin before he can go home and I need to go pick up our daughter. I ask him why he has to lock the river cabin, and he says he was there last week. I get so pissed to know he was there last week and left it unlocked for a whole week! then he says it's fine, no one's going to care. I try to explain we had trouble with people crashing at the cabin, but he doesn't listen and blows me off. I'm mad, but I take my son outside to leave anyways, getting my daughter is more important! I hear a message over the loud speaker again, this time saying there was an accident and we've lost one of our students. I feel bad, but I need to get my daughter. I put my son in the car, then I notice someone laying on the ground. I walk around my car to get a better view, and there's a black SUV that has run this person over, and the drive is none other than my husband! The run over person gets up, he's just a kid in high school! He tells me that he's fine, but he's going to go to the doctor anyways and we're going to be hearing from his lawyer. My husband decides he's going to drive my car, and hops in the drivers seat. I notice he's driving crazy! He's saying he's going to end up losing his license now, and I'm like pull over and let me drive! We are arguing, making him swerve more, so I decide to stop and let him concentrate. As soon as we get to my daughter's school (she's not even in school, lol) I ask him to put her in her car seat. When he gets out of the drivers seat to do so, I climb over the center console and into the drivers seat. He can't drive now, ha ha! But then he refuses to get in the car. He wanders off into the storm. I'm worried, but then I tell myself he's an adult and he isn't stupid, he can take care of himself and he'll go inside somewhere because he's terrified of Tornados. I drive off, then park and go inside some church. I am walking in with the kids, and I see there's a wedding going on. the priest says something like, "I now pronounce you gay man and wife" and there's are two beautiful women getting married. I feel like I know them, and I am soooo happy for them that I'm actually crying tears of joy. But then a lady taps me on the shoulder and asks if I'm me, I say yes, and she tells me that my husband has been run over, and he's passed away. I'm in shock and disbelief, and then I start to walk out of the church just leaving my kids in there. The walls are suddenly while tile. There are red tiles that light up and stack on top of one another alternating between 2 and 5 tiles high. Every three white columns, there's a column with red lights, marking a trail or path. I follow the path to a bathroom, where I see my husbands back as he slips into a stall. I yell out to him, thanking whatever gods are out there that let him be alive. He tells me to stop, he's a ghost, and I shouldn't see him. Then I tell him no, he has to be alive, I need him! Then he tells me that's the problem, "I want need him, but it's not because I want him." then I wake up to the phone ringing again.

Starting up my dream journal ASAP, will try to put as much as I can into it