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They were...mildly unpleasant fragments.

The first two felt very real. One about the windowsill parting from the wall, and how one end was dark and wet and rotted where it used to sit against the window.
The second was about waking my boyfriend who had fallen asleep at his computer. I turn to the bed, and find that there are a few thick piles of unopened mail. They spill onto the floor, much to my annoyance, but we sweep them off the bed and shake out the blanket.

Then there was one about a weird bathroom. There were two right next to each other, both with small white tiles on the floors and walls, but the stalls were plaster painted a matte dusty white. The men's bathroom had no toilet paper, they justified it by saying that usually men went in there to pee...and didn't need it? In the other one, there was a 'toilet' on the floor. It was just a round bowl, about 10 inches across that no one had bothered to flush, so the water was yellow. For some reason it started to overflow. I had set the satchel I keep my dream journal in on the floor. I kept making annoyed exclamations, with many negations as I tried to haul the bag out of the path of the water. I realized the bottom was already wet, and hoped that the contents would not be damaged. A girl appears in the doorway, telling me that it's not good for me to know that they plan to assassinate the Leader.

The start off to this dream is weird. I woke up at about 3:00 for a WBTB. I did a puzzle game, on an electronic (probably should have gone on an electronic, never doing that again on a WBTB). After about 1/2 hour, I went back to bed. I could not fall asleep, no matter what I tried. Eventually as I was watching my HI (but I couldn't fall asleep?) A scene appeared. It was a river sort of thing, like a lazy river at a water park. My brain puts somethings into the river for me. Remember, at this point, I am still awake, just imagining all this. Around this point, I drifted off to sleep, still sort of aware that I was dreaming. Like it was in the back of my mind and I didn't really care. I didn't go to sleep with the intention of having a lucid dream, just of being able to actually fall asleep. In the dream, I go over to a bend in the lazy river. There is a small alcove behind the wall. Inside of the alcove, is a small underwater sand castle. With me is a small hermit crab. He jumps into the alcove, but latches onto my finger so that I don't lose track of him. There are a lot of hermit crabs that look just like him at the bottom. I go back out into the lazy river. I ride the giant kayak that my brothers have alway to a huge wave pool/bay. The waves are too large so I take over the kayak from my brothers. My mom keeps telling me to stay on the lake. (She is on a different boat with my dad)I almost hit some other people that are on another kayak. I am sitting at the back of the kayak. Whenever a wave would come, the kayak would almost tip. The front end has purple on it. Eventually, I fall off. As the waves push me back to shore, I see my sister and my little brother in the water near the shore. Floating in the water near my brother are his glasses. He yells to me to pick them up as I go past. I try, but miss them. He starts getting mad at me. The dream ends.

All I can remember is waking up in a large house. My mom who passed away recently was there, along with my siblings. For some reason she had all of us move into this new house and live together. There were mirrors everywhere and we were busy doing a lot of cleaning

29th October 2014

Not a particularly exciting one, but I figured I'd plonk it down for posterity, as it's the first entry in which I've began writing "Dream Notes" at the end, in accordance with a Dream Journal Tutorial I read a while back:

A few recollections from tonight, patchy though they may be. In the first scene, I had gone for a dinner with an old couple; something told me that the older man was either a close family friend or well-known distant relative. He had a gaunt face, was exceptionally skinny with ribbed, wrinkled hands, and was bald but for a few tufts of white hair sprouting up from above his ears; his wife was a large-apron wearing type, and I don't remember seeing her face. Their house was a pleasant place, with an old-time French country feel about it, with rustic wooden counters and floors. We sat down for a meal, though I don't remember what was said.

There was a drive back somewhere in a black Volkswagen Beetle. I sat in the back with the old man, a third person dream camera focused on us, I was on the left and he was on the right (according to the camera's point of view; it would've been the other way 'round for us). He looked very weak, and leaned into my ear to say something ominous in a croaked voice, something about knowing something or someone was coming for me. All I knew was that I ought to be scared, and I was.

We returned to a caravan site where I'd been staying; it was typical fare, a few grassy patches, an ugly square toilet block with wheelie bins put out in front of it, not very many trees. As I observed the toilet-block, a horrible thought dawned on me about what the old man meant; the Gestapo were coming, I knew. This was an alternate realty in which the Nazis won WWII! (I've been reading a book called Fatherland by Robert Harris recently, set in such a world, which would explain this). I ran, getting a first person view through my then-caravan, which was pretty messy, with wooden floors and pans lying all over the cooker; oddly dim and long for a caravan, but I thought nothing of it. That scene (rummaging through the caravan) was probably briefly after the scene I had about to write, come to think of it: Through what few trees there were, a little kid came in a light blue T-shirt; he had short-cropped blonde hair. He said something to me, and before I knew it, the scene suddenly jumped:

We were now on a grassy bank, a large Omega Elite parked on the edge of the hill, and a thick mist ahead, with a vaguely discernible mesh fence only just piercing the gloom. The kid was sitting in the driver's seat, and I was trying to discourage him from starting the car, but he was having none of it; he turned the key in the ignition. I grabbed the key and turned it back, I felt irritated, but no overtly angry.Something told me he was intending to help me against the Gestapo. There was a scene where he was standing outside my caravan on a slightly brighter morning, which looked smaller on the outside, and had a cream tarpaulin canopy over the door; I was standing in cream clothing, the same colour as the canopy, with a mug of coffee, the dream camera in third person; the kid was telling me something, and we had apparently teamed up despite our altercation over the car, but I don't remember what was said, or what happened next, as it was at this point that I woke up. That's all I can recall of tonight's dreams.

Dream Notes: Slept for about 7.5 hours considering awakenings/margins of error. The dream didn't feel particularly long, maybe 40 or 50 minutes, stretched over all scenes, even though there seemed to be time-skips and jump-cuts. I fell asleep at about 3:20 a.m, dreamed briefly of something I don't remember, waking an hour later at about 4:31 a.m, then fell asleep again until about 11:30 a.m. I would put the dream's vividness about 5/10, and my awareness at about 2/10. Emotions felt: Anxiety, fear, irritation, protectiveness (during the car scene). There weren't anything I've yet recorded as a dream sign, but I think I should start to consider caravans as such, as I realise they've appeared in a number of my dreams thus far. I didn't really bother using my MILD technique tonight, I just told myself that I wanted to at least recall my dream unlike the previous night, which I did successfully. I had to lay still for a while to recall everything.

Just the one non lucid dream this time.

In the stairwell of a big house. There was a youngish man and lassie with me. We were ghosthunting - cool! The ghost was a few inches long and was semi transparent and otherwise featureless. We got sepearted but communicated by walkie talkies I think. I told them the ghost was beside me and then it shot off. Next thing I kent the man had caught it. It now looked like a ball with a cloak hanging off it. I whipped the cloak away and the ball part vanished.

That's it

This was a long dream, and I can't recall how all of these plot elements tied together. It started off with me going to some kind of frat party at my college. (Something I would NEVER do IWL, my introvert powers would make sure of that.)
I expected the party to be wild but for some reason, everyone is dressed up in fancy suits/coats and wearing those feathery eye masks. The party is mostly men, but there are a few women as well. The setting is fancy as well, the inside of the frat house is decorated in a sort of modern/oriental way. I recall the walls have this wood paneling and there is this beautifully carved bamboo furniture.
At some point or other, I was approached by some of the masked people. These were the leaders of the frat or something and they have masks that cover their entire faces. I think one of the guys is wearing Amon's mask from LOK. They are holding a silver tray and on it is a paper cup filled with this steaming yellow liquid.
They say that I must drink it... no reason why really... I just have to drink it or bad things will happen. I reluctantly pick up the cup, and hold it to my mouth. I can smell the fumes. The liquid has a nutty, oily aroma. (Oooh, I smelled something in a dream, that's a first.) I then cautiously take a sip and instantly feel very sleepy and pass out on the floor.
...
What followed were a couple of vague flashes of me trying to leave the college.
...
When I came to, I was driving my family's old van up to my house. I had the worst taste in my mouth and I knew it was from the yellow oil stuff I had drank earlier. I parked the van in the driveway and got out.
A police officer pulled up. He was a tall, muscular man with short black hair and a full beard/mustache, probably in his 30's. He told me in a kind voice that he wanted to talk to me about my driving skills.
I asked him if he could give me one moment. My voice was muffled and I felt like I was gagged. I felt my cheeks and I was, with my bandanna. It was tied very tightly around my head. After a minute or so of finagling with the knot, I was able to get it off, and then spit out some of that nasty oil that I had drank earlier. I felt very sleepy and unfocused. I wasn't drunk, but defiantly under the influence of something.
The officer said he wasn't going to write me a ticket, but what he had in store for me was much worse: a lecture on safety and driving. He started lecturing me about driving when I drink these substances, but I had some intense motivation for driving the van home in this half awake state and I was fighting to explain it to him. But I couldn't recall what the motivation was.
...
This somehow blended into a dream scene where I was home. I think this was the next day. The police officer had come in to have breakfast with us. I had been grounded from driving by my parents. In the dream, it was Friday, and I realized that I needed to get to my drawing class, but I couldn't drive myself.
For some reason it was my mom's friend who was supposed to be driving. She was having breakfast with us too. (We were all sitting in the kitchen and my mom was making waffles.)
I was a bit anxious to go, and the clock read something like 11:93. I thought that meant that it was broken and it was really 12:33.
So great... I've already missed half my class.
And, almost as if it were put in the dream just to annoy me, my mom's friend is eating the waffles in super slow motion. Eventually I just figured 'forget it' I'm going to miss my drawing studio class anyways, and just went up to my room.

I think this was a completely separate dream. This one was pretty vivid. I was visiting some beach area with Manei. We have parked far away and have to hike through the woods to get there. Supposedly we are investigating alien activity and other planets.
Okay, that is like every major dream sign that I have in the first paragraph. I guess I was semi lucid though, so we're getting back on track... slowly.
We hiked through the woods until eventually we came to this sand dune. We climbed up it and all of the sudden we were out in the open.
I recall this scene very vividly. There was a huge, broad, sandy valley with a river running through it running into the sea out in front of us. To the left are some mountains. Down in the sandy valley, just to the right of the river is a massive grey alien head (looking to be about 40-50 feet across), face up, eyes open in the sand.
Manei gets all excited because this shows a connection to what is on Mars. She get out this futuristic Ipad device with a clear screen and shows me a picture, from pretty much the exact angle we are looking at. The topography looks very similar, though it is on the polar ice cap of mars. The valley looks the same and the alien head is in the same position and some orientation.
I think that the alien heads were like telepathic nodes or something, but I can't remember...

Spoiler for Marcus:

And completely out of the blue, here is a drawing I did of one of my persistent DCs, Marcus. (I am by no means an art god, but I think this came out pretty good. My roommate thinks he looks like Walter White. I think he looks more like a combination of Steve Jobs and the guy from Vsauce. But that's basically his character,so, yeah.)

Sorry, I couldn't get it to not be tiny. I'll try and fix that later.

Non-lucid, False Awakening, Semi-lucid and Additional notes

Went to take a nap, and I fell asleep while playing some Sudoku, the hard level with diagonals...

.../I'm in the corner of our building. There's a garage door turning to the left side of the corner. Apparently it's part of our apartment. I take two low tom drums and sit next to the playground. I start playing some rhythms that I consider to sound like a war call. I like how it sounds and want to record this one. I see one of the patches is broken. There are a couple of punk kids walking around the neighborhood. I decide to go back into the house taking the two drums with me. Apparently the dream has ended and now I'm still laying on my bed 'thinking'. My 'thoughts' start to appear in front of my eyes, I don't consider this to be a lucid state, I just know that I'm not awake. Then I remember that I have the fractal dare in my things to do list. While I'm waiting for the dream to properly 'materialize'. I look for an image of a fractal where I could start this task. The whole floor turns into a cut shell structure like this:



I'm standing on the lines and notice it's diffracting in small portions of the same pattern to the borders like the borders of a crocheted doily.



I go there thinking that in order to perform the task, I must dive into those small structures. I think I have to zoom into those structures in order to do so. I knee on the web of lines and stare deeper into the structure. It doesn't take too much until I'm inside a huge 3D fractal structure of the same pattern. I think this is going to be awesome when I'm fully lucid. I turn on my back thinking that it's the best image I could come up with. When a thought (those very imaginative thoughts that only show up when I'm dreaming) gets into my mind: "What about if I cheat it? I mean, I could jump into foam bubbles and wallow on it! That's a fractal too". Then I remember it should be a romanesco and the task would be awesome too, like this one shell like pattern I'm wallowing on right now. I wallow extremely happy on this structure. Then I turn and fall to my side and end laying upside down against the mattress which is leaning against the wall. It's very uncomfortable here. I think I could RC to confirm if I'm not already dreaming when some hands pull my feet to the other side of the mattress. It's my wife and she seems to be very horny. She kisses me but her tongue tastes a little bit disgusting and I don't like it's texture, but damn, It has been so long (?) since she doesn't do something like this. I go on with the play trying to drive her passion in the right way/...

* Woke up to realize my little mistake...

Dream - Lucid

I was at work, and a man with black hair and a foreign accent came up and asked me where just plain loaves of bread were. I went to go point out the ones against the wall, but...they weren't there. I got very disoriented, not sure where I was anymore. I then told him aisle 13 had other bread on it. He said it didn't. I said that it did and walked a little ways to see if I could see aisle 13, but...it wasn't there either. It looked more like I was in a mall than the bakery. He went towards the area aisle 13 was supposed to be.

I thought for a minute...I was really confused. I then realized I was dreaming. Doh. Makes sense now. The dream around me started to change; I could see another scene peeking through the top right corner of my vision. I then was somewhere completely different. I was outside a large castle that had a forest around it. I was then inside said castle. The stone was blue steel colored. It wasn't smooth, but it was natural looking stone. I was standing by a spiral staircase that went upwards.

In front of me, there was then a man, a big, older man wearing a suit. He told me I was in "The House of Berevity" (he may have meant 'brevity', but he pronounced it 'berevity', I'm not entirely sure). He then was telling me why I was there, and I can't remember what he said, because a question popped up in my head that I wanted to ask. I then asked
"How old am I?"
He seemed a little irritated that I interrupted him, but answered anyway, saying something about 'young', but that's the only word I caught, so I interrupted again and asked
"No, like how old am I?", referring to my soul, not my body, though I didn't specify.
he answered,
"Eight billion, seven hundred trillion."
I liked that answer.

I wish I could recall more of the conversation. There was a reason I was there, but I can't recall what he told me. I feel as if we were walking up the staircase as we talked, or if not, we somehow ended up in the middle of it by the time our conversation was ending.

We were then about to part ways. He started to go up the stairs even more, when I asked him
"Wait! How do I forgive myself?"
He turned back around and looked at me, smiled a genuine smile, and said
"You already have!"
I laughed out loud to express my joy. I was so happy to hear that!

I then woke up briefly, didn't move and went back into a dream. It stayed in blackness for awhile while someone was talking me through it so I wouldn't wake myself prematurely. I then started to have images forming around me, then the dream. I was good now. I started to walk around, feeling something that was there so I could stabalize the dream. I then noticed that I was in a field. It was daytime. I started to walk towards a patch of different colored African violets. There were some black ones, some yellow ones, and I believe some purple ones. I was afraid of being stung by bees at first, but then remembered that it was a dream, and I would be fine. I walked through them, feeling them brush against me, completely unharmed; no bees in sights. I kept walking through the field of flowers and started to weep because it was so beautiful.

I woke up briefly again, feeling as if I really had been crying, but again didn't move and went back into a dream.

This time, I was standing on the edge of a very high cliff. It was daytime and so vivid. Below me was nothing but clouds. I could tell there was a very high wind. To my right, poking through the clouds was a building with columns. Out from the building, there were hundreds of balloons flying out. There were huge patches of them, and then only a few at a time would come out. They were all red, orange, yellow, and black. I decided to try flying into this. I stood at the edge of the cliff, scared at first, but reminded myself that, again, this was a dream, and even if I fell quickly and to my "death", I'd be fine. I put my arms out and let myself fall off the edge. I fell for a bit, but the wind caught me, and I flew.

~

Sorry I haven't been around much. I have other things that I am currently focusing on, and need a break from concentrating on and writing out all my dreams. I have actually had some vivid NLDs lately. I also dreamed more last night, but did not want to type out all the NLDs. This one was a must share. I'll be on occasionally still if I have dreams that are interesting like these were (it will probably mostly be LDs when I have them that I will update with).

I must have been in this elevator in my dream for people were crowding around me tight. There was this woman close to me who didn't mind getting closer to me since we were squeezed in. She was really friendly and put her face right up next to mine. I fell in love with her and she became my girlfriend.

The dream scene changes and we are going on a date. We were supposed to be in a restaurant but it took the form of a train instead. As we were taking our seats they brought our food and set it on the tables. We were on a group date with 6 of our friends. Since we had a big group, this ended in splitting us up since the tables were not movable. I ended up across the isle from my girlfriend, but she was within arms length so it wasn't too bad. Our food was a mix of stuff put into a huge burrito, covering the whole plate. In the burrito was mashed potatoes, gravy, peas, beef, and then the usual burrito ingredients. It just seemed unusual to me, but it was good and we all ate it. A little later in the meal I slid over to my girlfriend's side to be near her. As she cuddled up against me she couldn't keep her hands off me. I know we were making conversation, but I really don't remember the details. Well there was this one part where she had her hands on my left arm, so I gave her a little flex and she was like, "oh not bad".

The dream changes again and now I'm in the back of this boat with my female cousin. There were two other people up in the cab driving the boat. Though they start out slow, they pick up speed as we get further out in the ocean. It is at this time that I notice it has started to rain. It is raining pretty hard now and we are getting wet in the back, even as the boat is going full throttle. Although it is a tight fit, we crawl up into the cab to get out of the rain. This boat has a cab with one long seat, including seatbelts, so we strap ourselves in. The dream scene changes again for me to later on, where I'm in this public bathroom that has a shower, so I'm going to use the shower. As I was getting ready to use it, I realize the effort for privacy was futile and the dream fades out.

I am so HAPPY because I had 3 dreams this night and I can remember them

1. I was in a flat - not my flat but an unknown one, bigger - with my mom, her boyfriend and a boy who was around my age. We were watching the movie E.T. As it was late, I went to my room but I was cold, so I open a box and look for warm clothes inside. After that, I woke up.

2. I went to the swimming pool with my little sisters. After I went out the changing room, I noticed I had forgotten my swimming cap so I went back to it and open the doors, but there was 2 boys inside. They were really handsome and I remember that one's name was Chad. They gave me two swimming cap, but none of them was mine, but finally, they gave me mine. I wanted to see them again and, I don't know how, but I found them. But, when I saw them, they transform into ponies... That was so weird

3. I don't remember a lot of thing about this one. Just that I was walking with some girls and, I wanted to ask something to one of these girls but I couldn't find her. An other girl told me she had something to do, so we went to eat while waiting for her. We went in a kind of restaurant and I ate french fries. That's all I remember

I have fallen behind with my DJ entries, and I'm about 4 days of dream's worth behind. I will just be posting these LD's instead of all the dreams that I'm behind on. These were both from the morning of 10-26-14

Dream 1
I woke up in bed and looked to my left. My room seemed exactly like it was IWL. I notice a bee hovering by my dresser, and I think that's odd but I quickly get up and walk outside. I look in my parent's room but they are not there. I go back into my room and a letter is on my bed. I pick it up and it says something about how a disease has spread through the world and my parent's quickly left to survive. They left a bunch of insurance papers with me and they scheduled a meeting time to meet with me. I realized that the bees had been spreading the disease, and the bee in my room made since. (The dream before this was about a virus spread by bugs too and I think this was an FA from that dream) I started panicking because I had no clue how to use the insurance papers, or even what I was supposed to do with them. I also wondered why my parent's would just abandon me. I then suddenly became lucid. I count my fingers to make sure and I have more than 5 fingers. I go outside and again try my goal of flying. I try it a few times, being unsuccesful. Then I remember to do the gravity RC, so I walked over to an area that is right next to this giant tree in my front yard. I notice my weight and I think I was a little heavier than IWL. I then wonder if any DC is going to come and attack me, since that has happened quite a few times, but none come. I continue to try and fly, closing my eyes and imagine myself floating, but nothing works. I even stick my hands out like superman and jump but I get about an inch into the air and fall back down. I then go into another FA. (Next FA is in dream 2...It was an FA but in separate dreams, if that makes since.)

Dream 2
I am in my kitchen and realize I'm dreaming. I crawl through a tiny hole in the wall and I'm outside. I see a bunch of weapons in the yard, except it looks nothing like my yard to the right, but on my left it looks fine. I go to pick up a bow but it says I need to achieve a certain level or task before I can take it, or else something bad will attack me. I don't take that but I spot a giant sword sitting vertically on a rack type thing. I go over and lift it out and then I notice words that say close to the same thing about the sword. I quickly put it back. I then didn't know what else to do so I started imagining a hot girl appearing. (I'm pretty sure that lost me lucidity, but I'm not certain) I am watching a scene where a girl is undressing or something I think it is really hot. More happens but I can't really remember it. The dream ends shortly after this.

Non-Dream Dream

I am sitting on the couch watching tv with my wife sitting on my lap.

Spoiler for Mildly Sexual:

On the tv there are two young women showing their absolutely perfect breasts. I go under my wife's shirt and start massaging her tits from behind. We are shocked that regular cable is showing naked women on tv. We change the channel to find a commercial with an erect penis resting on a toned female ass, about to enter. Every channel we change to has some kind of soft-core porn on it - and it's regular tv. I am getting extremely turned on and continue rubbing my wife.

Before going to sleep last night I had a very strong feeling that if I wanted to remember my dream and possibly even be lucid, I needed to wake up at two o'clock. I set two alarms: for two and for five.

I'm not sure if I was lucid from ten to two, but here's all I could remember:

It was nighttime, and someone had killed a unicorn--a supernatural being. They were drinking its blood.

So clearly from October's TofM.

I had another dream fragment, but I don't remember it now. Here's what I wrote at two in the morning (so sorry, this is gonna be . . . weird): "My father is a jerk and we're all at Ucon's Quick Stop and he's yelling and blah and Mama's having a bit of a meltdown.

"[A boy from school] was there and he said, 'If someone called you a bad word, what would you do?' "

10.28.14

Last night bed 11:10

I'm in a hotel sort of a building. Sitting on the restaurant patio on some higher floor. I point to the sky. There is a white banner hanging in the air. It has bat from Opehlia's avatar on it. It is soooo cute.

Now there are 2 birds flying up and down on the banner. Someone asks who is that guy up there. I say it's hewhoshapes, he is directing the birds. I pull out my camera and zoom in to see him closer.

Lots of rambling non lucid stuff, all from 0500 -0630

Looked out an upstairs window. Wee shites from next door leaning over my wall. There was a black and white cat and it looked like they were away to throw a stone. I shouted at them, they never reacted and there was a skinny dodgy looking bugger next to them who never raised an eyelid either - this dream I think was connected to;

In a busy room with loads of tables. There were two rough characters to my right. My wee boy ran to the bottom of the room and gave a lad he kent a big cuddle. My wife pulled a rug with crappy bairns pictures on it. One of the rough chaps kneeled afore it and started drawing on it he then said 'Jesus , this rug is crap!' Proabably the same dream;

I'm now outside the room eating a bowl of Weetabix, theres a young lad with glasses next to me. A balding drunk English guy wandered up and asked where the SNP meet was, the lad directed him to the door and he went in. Same dream led to;

A dark room full of Lego, I was awfy pleased and piled it into a bucket. There was a fully built castle which I was careful not be break.

New dream - shop stuff again, not worth bothering you guys, suffice to say it was all aboot kilts again!

Two TV dreams - Watching Reeves and Mortimer on a wee TV. I asked my pal if he had seen their new series , he said 'Funny you should say that...' Turns out that was the new series!

Mark Gattis dressed as a woman on a bike. He got off and louped a barbed wire fence. He got caught on it slightly (Looking back now, that was a very peculiar wee detail) He found an pile of clothes and said 'Ah, a replica witch' He then footered with a pile of shoes.