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Woke early and drifted in and out of sleep/dream - a number of times I couldn't tell if I was awake or dreaming ...

Lots and Lots of Visitors [Non-Lucid]

My first memory of the dream comes in at my house with a friend who is over here very often, N, coming over. I can't remember much of what we did exactly, but at one point he said he was going to leave to do something. At the time I was on the phone with another friend who was going to come over as well, my old best friend from childhood S, and he was saying something as N was telling me his plan so I didn't exactly catch it before he left. He left his jacket, which I'm not sure he actually has, though.

The dream jumps forward a bit in my memory and S is already over now and we've been smoking weed, and I'm trying to get my friend M to come over now too. We're hanging out in the living room with everything pretty much out in the open when the front door opens unexpectedly. S's mom, who was definitely not really his mom, comes in and she seems angry, and I hide the pipe that's in my hand but there's still weed on the table so it doesn't do much good. He gets up and ends up having to go home with her, so I'm just alone now, aside from my parents being home too.

Shortly afterward there's a knock at the door and I think it might be M, but when I go to answer it there's a large truck parked in front of the house and a lot of people I don't recognize. The guy at the door was Hispanic and, if memory serves though it may not, there was at least one more Hispanic and two white guys still idling around the truck, and all of them looked equally tough and intimidating. The guy at the door had this really mad expression and I became nervous. He started asking me if some guy, also with a Hispanic name, was here and I told him he must have the wrong house. He started muttering about payback and how he had a gun and all of this stuff, and I freaked out and closed the door but I could see through the window that he wasn't going anywhere.

I walked over to the kitchen and started telling my parents the situation very frantically while trying to figure out what to do, and I noticed N's jacket still on the couch and began to wonder where he had gone and why he isn't back yet, hoping that nothing bad had happened. My dad went to the front door and opened it again and I got kind of scared, but he started taking to the guy and invited him and a few of the others around the truck inside. He asked about their situation and found out that they were trying to get revenge on some guy who had wronged them and they had tracked him here by using some special card or something, like it looked sort of like some kind of club card in the style of a credit card, but it turned out that my parents had actually registered that card years and years ago and then given it away, so the trail didn't actually lead them to the correct place. They accepted the story and looked bummed out, and I saw the guy who had knocked at the door suddenly looking much less intimidating, and the last thing I can remember is my dad starting to apologize to them.

Strangely my last two dreams that I've remembered have been sex dreams. This one was a very basic sex dream, my wife and I in a hotel room. I won't get into details. However, at the end of all of the sex we walked out to the courtyard of the hotel totally naked, where all of the staff and such were milling about, seemingly totally unaware that there were two naked people walking about. Strange but fun dream! The recall was actually better this time than some of my previous dreams but the entry is shorter for reasons I've stated above

Morning of May 2, 2013. Thursday.

My family and I as we are now are living in a composite house which seems to be a mix of my Cubitis home in Florida, my sister Marilyn’s Loomis Street house in Wisconsin, and Gellibrand and Stadcor Streets here in Australia where my wife Zsuzsanna and our children and I have lived. Our house has two storeys like the Loomis Street house. Presently, it seems to be nighttime. I become aware that an unknown man in a car had been looking up at our house towards our second floor for several minutes. He seems to be a suspicious character. However, he turns out to be a pest control professional. He tells us that our house is being eaten by some sort of worm called a “millimau”, which is possibly a distortion of “millipede” (which is what they resemble), and “maw” for mouth. The male shows me pictures of them in a book he brought.

My wife Zsuzsanna is apparently going to take care of the payment for the removal, and a large machine of some sort is left in our house. I am curious, so I push a couple buttons on this unfamiliar machine and it turns out that it is (or serves as) some sort of very large cash register that automatically adds up supposed pest control services. The very long list of costs comes out showing something like $890.00 total. There seem to be three different printers in the device that all print out duplicates copies of the bill on a long receipt, which is like a grocery store receipt. Zsuzsanna seems a little sad and expresses that she feels cheated over it all. The price of printing the three dockets is also added to the bill, including rental of the machine. We are also annoyed as It turns out that our house has no bugs or worms of any kind at all.

Later, the man comes back in with his co-workers to talk about the removal of the millimau, which now seems to be a trick to stealthily rob our house while pretending to get rid of vermin. I clearly say, “Eh, none of that here”. I throw up my right arm, and they fall back, shrink, and merge into a stack of older photographs (mostly of open city areas) sitting on a corner of a box near our kitchen, with some of the photographs flying across the room and going under furniture and appliances, such as our refrigerator, mostly upside-down. Zsuzsanna is concerned about the mess, but we can “stack” the trapped people later but maybe just toss them into our fireplace or hold them over a candle. We become romantic and I make loving comments.

Dream recall from today's naps.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was in some kind of old bunker, i was with team and we were chasing some dude. He was activating traps on our way, but we were still following him. There was some talk about bunker's self destruction sequence.
Later on i was at home, and i was trying to play something on a... cassette player. I got it working and there was some music, but then i accidentally switched it to self destruction sequence track( ). I was trying to stop it, almost broke it, and managed to stop it in the end.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was at home and there was stuff happening, then i was watching some movie or series about a dog. Later i was chatting on the dreamviews chat and after that i decided to do a WILD nap, but was not sleepy enough so ended up lying for a while. I got up and for some reason i so wanted to get back into chat that i forgot to take off headphones. I got into chat, but i could not type anything properly, like if i was really drunk or something, and then my messages started appearing from two usernames at same time, one being just "R", other can't recall fully but it started with W. Also chat was using bright red font on black background. I am like 'Wait a second' and i take off headphones, i can still hear binaural beats so i am dreaming. I start walking towards the balcony but dream suddenly destabilizes, i rub hands but it does not works well. I can move but view zooms around instead of myself moving most of time, and when zoomed in it looks like jpeg file zoomed in. I manage to get to the wall and i decide to punch through it. My fist goes in slow motion, but once it hits, wall cracks in half. Then i feel like somebody tries to wake me up and hear dad's voice.
I woke up and dad apparently indeed woke me up for some reason, i shouted that didn't i said before to not distract me at those times. There's a second of silence and then bam, instantly, without much fading, i wake up properly.

I am sitting in my brother in law's apartment, this i the first time I have been here - it's a nice place. We seem to be in a small town, but in that small town is one city style street - like a street from the 'good' part of new york has been plonked down in the middle of this town. It must cost a fortune to live here! I look out of the window and see a dead body strewn across the gutter, blood flowing into the drains and a large group of people just gaping. Hah! - Stupid people, they think it is a real body - don't they know that RIGHT next to the body is the television study AMC? It's just a prop for a crime show they are doing.
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Before I go to bed I ask my dream guide to send me to the moon (I write it in my dream journal)

Street fighter X-men

I am playing on a video game with my wife, it is basically street fighter (old style) with x-men character in it, by choosing random names we find we can create new and secret characters. I find Rogue from x-men this way - but she has been animated with a huge head and a massive stupid grin. WTF?

Raining

I am standing in a field, talking to a friend and looking out at the tranquil sky, all is clear and calm. Suddenly I see something large falling in the distance - is it as Helicopter? No, it's some sort of an animal, and more are following it. Jesus, in the distance the whole sky is filled with falling animals - wolves, dogs, dear, giraffes, I specifically spot an Okapi. This is bad, very bad. It looks like it us coming down on the town I used to live. When I get near to this town, I spot a local and ask him if he saw the animal down pour - and he just shrugs and said that he didn't

Pirates

(fragment).... I am on board a ship, struggling against someone on the ship deck - a male I think. He has a Machete close to my throat, he is saying something about how he and his men are basically mercenaries and they are heading for the Caribbean - and it is at this point that I realize they are pirates. This is a pirate ship!! This is exciting stuff The pirate is using another sword to sharpen his machete, man it looks real sharp now. He places the sword on the floor. I spot it on the floor and make a grab for it.... (not sure what happens here)

... I have the sword, now in hand looks more like a knife - it's tiny! On the main deck of the ship , toward the figurehead is planted a tree. A large new green tree planted on the pirate ship!! They must be using this to grow fruit while at sea for food. On closer inspection I can see where other pirates have hacked into the tree - testing the sharpness of their swords.

[Sleep 11:30pm. Alarm set 3:05, sleep 2 min later. Woke 6:00am.]

After sleep alarm went off, remember a quick dream mentioning something very mundane. In my extreme sleep, I dismissed this immediately as "unimportant" and returned to sleep.

I had two other dreams that I remember from a few nights ago. The first really affected me emotionally. The details of both have left me but I still remember the gist. Somehow me and katie were in a group hanging out and having fun, then Tahlia (or some girl) broke up with Charlie Coucher so then katie took the opportunity to tell me that she thought charlie is amazing and she had just been waiting for him to be single for ages. She said this to me in front of everyone in the group, humiliating me. And she posted stuff on facebook about him and on her blog talking about him and loving him. And it felt like my heart was broken. I didnt know why it was happening or what to do. It fealt so real, and I was so sad.
The other one was more recent but I remember less. Katie cut my hair short, it looked like she had cut it all rough and uneven, but the main thing was that it was short. I remember touching it and looking at it and kind of regretting it, wishing that I still had long hair. Then I woke up and I had to check that I still had my long hair.

Last night I had 4 or 5 dreams. It was my first night of trying to LD, before falling asleep I kept saying that I will remember my dreams. After each dream I woke up and recited the dream in my head, I didnt want to fully wake up and write it down, after going over what happened in the dream I tried to go back to sleep. Each time before falling asleep between dreams I would be conscious and aware that I was trying to fall asleep but my mind would have semi dreams. These semi dreams while I was awake annoyed me and I thought it was preventing me from falling asleep. I think they were the beginning of a WILD (wake initiated lucid dream), I just couldnt fully enter the dream. I thought that these semi dreams would lead to my next dream, kind of set the scene for the next dream. I never fully entered it though I was always conscious and able to move. Then i'd fall asleep.
I can remember having a dream about buffy and all the characters in the show, I remember thinking about it in that semi state and getting annoyed. I remember having a dream centred around DAYZ, I was playing it but sort of in it, explaining to someone what I was doing. I was in a helicopter, in third-person, doing backflips above the trees, there was another helicopter I think and then a heat seeking missile was after me and I did a few flips but it was still on me, then I knew that if I slowed down it would get me so I kind of freaked out. I didnt know what the eject button was on the game and I crashed the helicopter and blew up. I cant remember anything else specifically but I knew there was something.

It started off with me and a friend and we were hiding from someone behind some bushes near a path, we were wizzards so we transformed into kittens and were playing with each other to look inconspicuous,Even though I thought kittens were more conspicous. Two bikers rode past and I got a funny feeling, they soon came back and I freaked out at said “apparate” hoping that I would teleport somewhere else, but all it did was make me invisible. So I crawled slowly away as the two powerful witches started tormenting my friend, getting angry at him for turning himself into a cat. They made him start looking for me so he was stomping around trying to find my body, but he couldnt. He was stand over me and still not finding me when the witch just grabbed my body, I think she could feel my presence. She sat over me and was really cross that I had tried to escape from her, I tried to be reasonable but she only got more angry. She looked something like Glory from buffy, hot with curly hair, yet her hair was brown not golden. ~~~ Next thing ~~~ Me and tris are in the car with the witch and she's taking us to a movie. There is a little duckling in the centre part of the car, and I commented on it saying something like “thats a nice ducking” and the witch said “yeah its very good to eat”. I asked her if she hatched hers because I had recently found three ducklings in the drains, in the dream prior to this one, earlier in the night. She told me a story of how she had hatched it and there was some complication, it was really cold in her house and she was afraid it would die before it was big enough for her to eat it. I start joking with her about how we're all friends 'when the school bell rings', how we use magic and fuck around with eachother but deep down were actually friends and can go to the movies and stuff. She tells me that shes going to be 50 in the afternoon and tris says “wow” and she replies “thats what I thought”. The witch then goes on about how she wants me to go camping and kyaking with her, and make plans to do things with her so she isnt so alone, which I got excited about. We arrive on the top of the hill, with Katie in the car as well. We start to walk down the hill but someone had left their window down so the witch used her magic to turn the ignition and roll up the window. We continue to walk down the hill towards a really trashy 1950's diner-like thing which is the foyer of the cinemas. We get some food and move onto the back room where there are a few tables and some skanky men talking about canbera and how shit it is.

01.05.2013

Existentialism & Red Asian Temple Rooftop (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for Side notes:

I realized that if I want to have a lucid dream successfully when doing self-hypnosis, it's best that I aim for relaxation commands rather than sleeping commands, because I fall asleep too quickly. Doing the relaxing stuff gets me in the right mindset of awareness and not concentrating on my body.

The imagination is crazy, sometimes I can already map out certain things if I'm really into it. Anyway, on to the dream. Not a lot of dream recall since I had some trouble with what I was talking about with someone.

The setting is night time, and it's really beautiful outside, the stars are visible, and I quickly realized this is an Asian-Temple themed environment. The night sky is very expansive, and has a very dark turquoise color with sparkling white and yellow stars.

The weather is perfect, it's not too cold, and it's not humid at all. It's like the air is perfectly wrapping around my dream body, keeping it in perfect condition, and I realize I'm wearing a white dress shirt and black dress pants.

I'm standing on top of a Red Asian Temple Rooftop, similar to the image below, except just replace the obvious with what I'm describing.

The rooftop is very large, spanning at least 50-60 feet for its curved composition length (if you're looking at just it side-view. It's width however, is even more than that, maybe 100-300 feet wide, and there isn't much of detail on it because I don't really emphasize my focus on it.

I could blame the night for not really bringing out the details as much, since the temple rooftop itself looked like it consisted of red clay or red cement material.

It could just be dream logic not really having consistent proportions for the building, especially when I would become passive and go into spectator mode and see the temple a bit smaller than usual, but that's probably because things are really zoomed out.

The surrounding environment, it was like a mini-village, and another highlight in this area was the very long river going parallel to the Red Asian Temple.

The moonlight shines on the river, glistening it to show its dark blue/ dark turquoise hue, and the water itself looked enticing in itself. It felt that if I were to enter it, I would be cleansed or purified or something related to feeling renewed.

I gaze at the long river for a bit, and then I shift my focus back to the person that's sitting about 4 feet away from me to my right.

We're on the left side of the temple rooftop (just imagine looking at the temple roof top in side view), and it was Eva. She's wearing some kind of gray or milky swamp-ish greenkimono blouse with a matching short skirt that only extended to her mid-thighs.

The blouse itself makes a large V-neck shape that just barely shows cleavage, and the base of the blouse for her stomach region is wrapped with something slightly thicker, most likely to keep the skirt and the blouse in place.

This base was maybe 4-5 inches in length and her blonde hair is glowing a bit to the point where it looks like it's a slightly bleached blonde hair.

The hairstyle is similar to the image below, probably exactly like it, except brighter.

Her skin, it's glowing (not literally), like the type of glow you would see in a woman when she just had a shower and had lotion applied to her. Her thighs seemed to be eye-candy for me, since most of her visage wasn't as detailed, mostly just the outlines and maybe grooves to imply there's an eye brow, nose, and mouth.

She's just looking at the environment, and I started to wonder if this was just a temporary doll-like body of her, but she quickly came to life when I started to have a conversation with her. It seemed she was phased out like I was and was gazing at this beautiful environment at night time.

I can't remember if I stood up or sat down, but either way, I decided to keep my distance from her for a bit, and started talking about reality and dreaming.


I can't remember the specific details, maybe a paraphrased recall will be enough.

"Isn't the night sky beautiful?"

She doesn't respond, but I know she was listening to me. She most likely knew I would just go into a monologue about random things, and how I felt about certain aspects of reality and dreaming life, so that's there wasn't much for her to add on.

I greeted her and asked her how she was doing, and I get the usual generic response,

"I'm doing fine, how about you?"

I turn back to looking at the environment in front of us again, then I started to shift my perspective to third-person for a bit and looked at myself side-view.

I felt very calm, and I think I went through a stream of consciousness and began talking about how sometimes I wonder if I'm in the waking state or dreaming state anymore.

I shake my head quickly, realizing how foolish that statement was, and stated how I already knew the huge difference compared to waking life.

I just wasn't stressed out, there wasn't any kind of doubt, there was no need to worry about anything. I could be myself, and she would be the one where my subconscious would sublimate and exchange thoughts with the unconscious and all that stuff.

I noticed she moved a bit slightly, she leans her left arm onto the surface of the temple rooftop, letting her elbow hit the surface. She brings her right arm over so she can clasp her right hand with her left, so that her arms formed a geometric shape like an imperfect square or rectangle.

She still maintains steady focus on the environment, and was probably looking at me when I wasn't looking at her. I was about 1-3 feet in front of her, and I kept shifting my perspective from third-person and spectator mode.

I talked about how certain people in my life that I would place so much significance don't have much of an emotional impact as before. It was only when I started to care about them is when I would go back into being part of their lives in some way.

I started telling Eva that the people I interact with, how I place certain emotions towards them were all delusions in some way.

I started getting into Existentialism more and more, but I tried to keep myself from going too much, and just kept the thought process limited to a few people in my life.

I knew there was no point trying to express extreme disappointment when I could just talk about things casually. I continued stating how I'm only making certain people satisfied by letting them see what they want to see.

Yeah, I don't even know what the hell is going on as I'm typing this, I was just speaking for the sake of speaking the dream. Just wanted a steady communication with her.

And damn it, my laptop shut down just when I was finished typing this dream down.

Having hatred or dislike for them seemed pretty pointless, and how they decided to react to people and the situations that come to them would just be their own worries and not mine. I would just have to tolerate how they reacted to me until they wouldn't become as much of a bother anymore.

Then I tried to break the seriousness by joking around with her by asking if she would try to run away from me again.

I even had a mental image of her doing that, or at least both of us running together on top of the huge temple rooftop, but the idea goes away because I felt it was just too silly. This only made things more awkward, and I started to wonder why I used that in jest. But it seems Eva doesn't really mind, just listening to whatever it is I wanted to say.

I decided to break the awkwardness by sitting next to her and braced against the rooftop surface. I spread my arms open and clasped my hands together so I could rest my head on them.

I looked at the sky, and decided to spend a few minutes just relaxing and staying in this position with her next to me. I go back to feeling the weather in this dream, the environment and such, and I eventually decided I should get closer to her.

I turn to my right and hugged her and braced my head against her chest. I told her she smelled nice, and I could feel the slight sweat from her body that trickled down from her neck to her cleavage.

I liked rubbing my face against this area, even though it was kind of creepy rubbing into someone's sweaty chest. It felt cold, but very nice as it extinguishes my heated body.

Then I embraced her by hugging her tighter, and then ignored the environment as I closed my eyes and embraced her warmth.

There wasn't much else to do in this dream, other than possibly go and see if there were people in this large village. But I didn't really care anymore, and I decided to wake up.

Colin Moulding was the bassist and a songwriter for the band XTC and some time in the last two weeks I had an earlier dream about him after watching an XTC video; It went like this:

I was in a Walmart and someone said "Colin Moulding is dead. You have my sympathies." Or something like that. (As of this writing in waking life, His name hasn't shown up in an obituary that I know of.)

Now for the dreams from today.

An earlier dream involved me seeing drawings or such of Pony characters from MLP: FIM, I particularly remember seeing one of Lyra Heartstrings. I used to be a Brony. (Edit, July 21 2013: I later browsed Pony sites after this initial post but the whole fandom just isn't at all what it seemed to be at first. I also had a dream saying something like "MLP: FIM has been cancelled in your area. If you wanted to see it, You should've said something!")

Another dream - And I'm not sure when exactly this one happened but it was before the park - Involved me driving my Dad's van and a dog came onto the road and I tried to slow down to the point where I wouldn't run it over. I may have or may have not run the poor thing over.

After the sun came up, I had this dream:

I was in some forest/park place and there were people playing music at the ends of certain paths. I went toward the end of one path and I saw the rib cage of someone which seemed to be fossilized into a rock. I saw it from the right side of the rib cage and something was mentioned about the person having eaten four apples and twenty berries. After that, I went to the left up into a shed.

Later, I went into a building nearer the park gates and parking lot and I saw some fruit and tomatoes, I think. I ate a dark purple plum after I got it out of a basket and I looked at some very peculiar-looking foods which I think were tomatoes that were dried but they looked more like a type of winter squash. Then as I was in the building, I went outside for some reason and I saw a man or teenager on a hill side with a cat or dog; I may have thought he should get inside because I knew what was coming. (Also, I think the park was for people and cats/dogs to walk in.)

Then, I saw a weird combine harvester coming by; It was painted green and it had no thing to store anything in. Colin Moulding was driving it not with intent to harvest grain; I think he wanted to harvest people! I went up to the machine, Got on it after/as he ran over a cat with it and I took control of it while/after damaging his bifocal glasses so he couldn't see. (FYI, I don't know if he actually wears glasses. He never did for the videos or pictures I saw his likeness in but they're all at least six years old.) I then steered the combine harvester into a river and Colin somehow managed to make it fly out of the water as if I was playing the video game Crackdown with the Keys To The City mode on and I was driving and spawned a ramp truck in front to make the car fly in the air very quickly; I don't mean to just get a slight lift, Think like 55 miles per hour slanted in the air! I then asked "How the hell did you do that?" If I remember right, To which he said "I've had practice" or "I've had a lot of practice".

Colorful Birds and Pandas [Non-Lucid]

I was at the park with a couple girls, who I can't really identify now. It was a very foggy day outside and we were just hanging around on some jungle gym, but somewhere down the line it began to double as an apartment complex. For a good amount of the dream it was raining and so at the point my memory really starts to come in we were just waiting for the girl who lived in the complex to find her keys and open her door so we could go inside. However, she wanted to smoke weed first for some reason. She pulled a pipe out of nowhere that had a bowl in it that was clearly already cashed, but she tried to hit it anyway. Afterwards she reaches out to pass it to the other girl who declines, and I look down over the railing and see a lot of big, brightly colored birds walking all over the playground. Since this girl basically wasn't letting us into her apartment, we soon just started climbing back down off the jungle gym while talking about how the birds must be in season.

As we start walking away from the park we part ways and I come across a house that looks essentially exactly like mine on the neighboring street, but the area is nothing like where I live. I'm somehow struck with the knowledge that this house must have been built specifically to attract those strange birds, and pandas. I turn around to look across the street and see a panda barreling towards me and I'm happy that one has arrived, but suddenly I begin to question if we've tried having a panda before and it didn't work out and so maybe this is bad idea. I seem to have forgotten that this isn't my house at this point, and I've definitely never owned a panda before.... Out of nowhere, I feel as though my tongue has swollen or closed up my throat, preventing me from breathing. I became understandably freaked out and spent the rest of the dream trying to take breaths through my nose as deeply as I could, with little success, and just continued to struggle until I woke up.

Bus crash:Non-Lucid
This dream scene is the first that I recall. I was on a school bus with many children that seemed familiar to me. I wasn't lucid at the time and I noticed my ex sitting in a seat across from me. We talked for a little bit and things seemed very light hearted and different. After talking to her, I don't remember why but I realized my attention was focused mainly through the front window of the bus and when I turned around, the whole back half of the bus was gone and I could only see the road and the cars behind us. It was completely severed off like the airplane in Lost that broke in half in mid-air. Next thing I recall, I was with a group of people (I presume the ones that were sitting in the front half of the bus with me) and the bus had stopped and we were standing around a street in the city, with a highway infront of us looking for the second half. There was this curved cement pillar (the ones that hold up the highways) that was infront of us, and all of a sudden the back half of the bus came into view and was out of control and ended up falling off. The tone of the dream turned very real and I felt this very powerful disturbing feeling as I looked to the bus and there were children covered in blood. Every single one of them were dead and there were puddles of blood everywhere.
Garden of Flowers: Lucid
I started walking off from the scene (which I find to be a common theme in my dreams) and I found myself in a garden of flowers, still in the city. I do not remember exactly when I became lucid but suddenly I realized I was dreaming. The first thing that caught my eye was a tall bunch of white flowers on the side of the garden and I started interpreting it as I would if I were reading a literature story (In waking life, currently reading Fahrenheit 415, in which a character Clarrise is usually associated with the color white) and I looked back at the bus scene and thought of the white flowers signifying hope or purification from the past. I then again realized that I was in my dream, interpreting my dream, in a world created by my own mind and as I thought more and more about this I starting feeling more and more amazed. The garden was like a pathway made with walls of flowers of all kinds and colors, and I observed intensely at the details and thought of how I always waited for the moment to be lucid in my dream again and there I was in that moment experiencing it. I spent quite a bit of time in the garden just observing details and exercising my full control of my awareness. Even though I've lucid dreamed many times before, it still never ceases to amaze me. xD