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19.02.2014

Dream Fragment: Call 911! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

We were in my old classroom. Someone sitting next to me was suddenly seriously hurt and bleeding and I started shouting repeatedly: "Call 911!" (Which is weird, because in my country it's not 911.)

19.02.2014

Dream Fragment: Joseph Gordon-Levitt (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was watching "3rd rock from the moon" with someone and told that person that the one guy is played by Joseph Gordon-Levitt.

19.02.2014

A night at Patricks (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at my friends Patricks place. We were in his room (which looked like my IRL room) and watched a movie. Patrick and I were sitting on chairs while his father was laying on the bed watching too.
The movie didn't fill the screen. It was like it was letterboxed (the black bars on top and bottom) and also had black bars on the sides. I told Patrick he should change the settings to 16:9. He got up, got 2 pieces of Paper and put them on the screen so the black bars on the sides were covered. I thought it was a stupid joke and told him to just use the remote control and put it in 16:9.
He says the TV doesn't have a feature like that. I told him that's stupid. That would be like a blu-ray player without a pause function. Every TV has it.
At some point Patricks father fell asleep.
I took the remote control and checked the buttons. There was no button which for settings or anything. Then I realise there are 2 more remote controls laying on a chair. One of them was appearently custom made out of special pieces or something like that. There was something about the other as well. They both looked very similar to the remote control my own TV has.
Both of them had no buttons to get into any kind of settings menu either.
Next thing I know is me waking up in the bed were Patricks father was laying in on the day before. I found a chickenegg laying near me and grabbed it. I accidentally broke it and egg white was dripping out of it landing on a stuffed animal representing a hedgehog. I quickly got up and threw the egg into a trashbin.
I was alone in this room which was on the first level.
I looked outside the window and saw some rusty old pick up truck parking in front of the house. I knew they were here to get some bulk garbage from Patricks father. He wanted to get rid of a bunch of old pickaxes.
I see the guys coming out of the car into the building. After a while they came back out not only carrying the pickaxes but also Patricks sleeping father. They throw him and the pickaxes on the back of the truck and drive off. I laughed a bit. Later when I couldn't see the truck anymore I heard Patricks fathers voice shouting angrily at the guys that took him with them.

I decided to go downstairs. On the stairs I met Patrick gong up. He had made breakfast for himself. I remember he had prepared an eggsandwich among other things. I told him about his fathers little adventure with the pick up truck guys. He knew about it.
I continued going downstairs while he went upstairs. I entered the kitchen and found a piece of green plastic on the table which appearently was part of some microwave egg boiler. I turned it around and read some instructions on the backside struggling to understand them.

2 nights in a row I had dreams involving pickaxes.

19.02.2014

The Nuclear Countdown (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

(There was a lot of backstory behind this but I forgot most of the dream. All I remember are these few scenes.)

- I was running through rooms, being chased by guys with guns. The rooms were all connected so I was basically running in circles. I tried to outrun the guys with guns so I could lock the doors and capture them.

- There was a countdown. I knew it had to do with something nuclear. I was sitting on a chair or couch in front of a bunch of screens and technical stuff. The thing I was sitting on also had some sort of teleportation device.
As the countdown came near 0 I activated the teleportation and hoped it would sent me back before the catastrophe begins. I grabbed as much stuff laying around as possible so I could take them with me as a reminder of what happened.

I think in this dream there was some kind of friendly alien that I tried to help with something.

19.02.2014

64 wait for the touch of 7 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Someone says: "64 wait for the touch of 7."

My mother tongue is German and so my dreams are mostly German too. This sentence was spoken in English though.

(2/18/14)

The woods are quiet this deep in and the log cabin we've set up to film in couldn't be any more tiny and rickety. I think its mildly cliche, but what's a good horror movie without its cliches? The director shouts "Action!" and I'm about to deliver my first line when an ear-piercing scream interrupts me. As cliche as that is, it wasn't written in. The next thing I know, Zombies are flooding the set and Chris Pine and I are struggling to escape the tiny, rickety, death trap in an effort to preserve our lives. Chris Pine sprints toward his motorcycle and I sprint after him because he's Chris Pine and if I'm going to die I want it to be in his arms. We reach the bike, he pulls on his helmet and hands me another which I hastily strap under my chin as he starts the bike. I manage to grab his leather jacket just as he takes off and we're speeding down the road. Behind us, a few of the set crew have made it to their cars as well and I notice a blue mini-van and a black SUV following us down the curvy forest road.

We drive for no more than 3 minutes before we come to a downed tree in the road. There's no way around. Chris Pine leaps off the bike, throws off his helmet and disappears into the tree line. I know where he's going because I can hear it too and I'm right on his heels as we surge toward the sound of water in hopes that its something we can swim across (because everyone knows Zombies can't swim). Breaking through the tree line we both stop short as a vast expanse of ocean stares back at us from the edge of a rocky beach. The rocks on this beach are huge, like boulders, and the water halfway up on all sides. We can't swim across the ocean, but we can't stay here either because the Zombies are right behind us, so as the others from the set crew stumble out of the trees, Chris Pine and I start leaping across rocks.

Being much taller and in much better shape than all of us, Chris Pine spurs into the boulder-leaping lead and we all follow suit. Young and agile, Chris Pine and I manage to make good time, but some of the older folks in the group start to fall behind. I don't want to leave them, it seems too heartless, and Chris Pine is too far ahead to notice whats happening so I call out to him, "Chris!" He stops and turns around, to my relief, and his eyes widen as he sees how much the others are struggling. I can see him trying to come up with a plan then and there and, in that moment I wonder if, when he plays Captain Kirk, he is actually acting or just being Chris Pine. Then he's leaping back across boulders to help a heavier woman scramble up the slick rock face and farther back I can see the Zombies begin flooding from the treeline not 500 meters away. "Amy!" Chris Pine is trying to get my attention and, as I turn back to look at him again, I wonder to myself why he his calling me Amy instead of by my name. Maybe he misheard me when I said it. I occurs to me that Amy is the name of my ostracized Aunt and I hope to myself this isn't Fate's way of being symbolic. Then I remember he's calling me Amy because that was my character's name in the movie we were shooting before this all went down.

My name was Amy, and his name was Vlad. I consider for a moment calling him Vlad, as he is calling me Amy, but discard the idea as it seems more natural to call him Chris because he really does look like a Chris. This, of course, all passes through my mind in a matter of seconds, and just as I am about to leap back to help Chris Pine help the woman, I freeze, Chris Pine stiffens, and the woman's eyes go wide in horror as a man farther up the beach bank and closer to the tree line gets devoured by a Zombie.

Journal Entry Lucid #10 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: After awakening at 11:44, extremely tired, I used the bathroom and remember little snippets of dreams.
I couldn't try to WILD at that time because I am too tired and would fall asleep too easily. I stayed up and I played BF3 to make myself a little awake and too feel happy because I woke up sad. Around like 1:40, I made myself that avocado mixture, with banana, strawberries, tangerine and berries. I don't think the food made a difference though. I heard Robert Monroe's audio advanced focus 10. Then I thought let me do a WILD. I rolled over to my side with my head resting on my left hand. NO luck, King Yoshi suggested turning over if there is no luck. I rolled on belly and I put both my arms back. Just like he said there was a switch. I immediately fell asleep, I want to stay aware but like he said I went to sleep faster.

Dream fragment 3 from 2:20pm-3:06am" Spinning Technique":
I was playing a race on GTA 5. This guy constructed easy race, from point A to point B. I thought this will be easy and I lost. My sister told me about how easy it is. I wanted a replay so they gave it to me. This time instead of looking at the race. We became curious about the AI of the game. I saw this little blond white girl just standing there. An opponent said, "what do you think that AI is thinking about?" I don't know. We went to get a closer look. She looked lifeless. She stared into space just looking at the cars pass by. She then gave us a face look. She started at us for a couple of seconds and then back. I walked away from the race and went up this little hill thing, into a store. I saw my mother and father there. They asked me to go get some food. I left.I woke up and thought, "I should have been lucid", this was only a second of opportunity and I took it. I went back to the same dream and I gave my parents the food my father was gone. When I handed my mother the food she asked me if I washed my hands. I thought about it and thought back to what I was doing before going to bed. I washed my hands and face I thought.

I realized it was a dream and I started to rub my hands. I controlled my emotions this time. I look around and realized that I was in the bathroom. I said, "Thank you, Lord!" or, "what ever helped me get Lucid" (Meaning myself or something else). I walked out the door like as if not lucid, I didn't want the DC to know I was LD. When I walked through the door I realized that we were in a diner of some sort. I saw a waitress give my mother and my grandmother and sister some food. My dad however was in a different table. I thought why would I dream my dad separated from my mom? I looked around the diner and it looked very dark and dim. The quality of the dream looked sad and depressing. I wanted to lighten the atmosphere up and thought if I could get a little object that is bright in color I could change the whole entire atmosphere. I thought about turning one of the napkins into bright baby blue and red. I looked back and at first it was normal white. I said not good enough. I turned again and it was dark red and brown. I thought I got to escape from my family.

Knowing that my family is overprotective in my dream I tried to sneek out. I looked at my door to my left and I saw a dark looking area, THE VOID as some people like to call it. I look at my right and I see the outside with lights on. I walk out. As I was walking I did a quick RC so that I won't mistake it to be Waking life I looked at my hands and as soon as I was about to start counting I saw a smaller pinky starting to grow out as to make the RC fail. I laughed and said this is a dream. Also my grandmother made some petite excuse to follow me and came along.She said in my language, "Where are you going?" I said, "no where grandma". She kept following me. I told her to mind her own business I will be ok. She didn't listen. I knew that my grandmother always wants her way and if she was anything like my grandmother she is persistent. I turn around and I see another copy of her. I thought oh crap it better not be a demon or prototype just like my last long LD.

I quickly told myself not to say that and I told myself to play with the ridiculous logic of dreams. I was still rubbing my hands BTW. I told my grandmother as we were walking back to the diner that the clone was her twin sister. She didn't respond at first but then she said yeah that is my twin sister. She started speaking English, "Dam she fat though". I laughed because they looked identical. They even had the same cloth on. I thought of a way to get rid of my grandmother. I told her in English hey grandmother your fat twin sister is going to steal your food, you better stop her. She turned around and started walking away I found the window of opportunity and I took it. I started doing the spinning technique. I started seeing all the environment get smudged.

I felt my waking body in my room. I thought I was going to wake up then I got a thought of hope,"don't give up". I stayed in the dream. I started feeling my dream body. I saw it get re-spawned in a freeway. Then it got launched to a parking lot. I thought, "is this GTA 5 environment". The quality of the dream was ugly. The objects looked like cardboard boxes with smudged drawing on them. I started rubbing my hands and started looking at the environment. It started looking realistic but the quality only went to the quality of GTA 5 not waking life. I turned around and looked at the cars and I could see the reflection of the world on the cars. I was content with the quality and I said "Not bad". I then wanted to explore the city and at first was going to drive the sports car that were in the parking lot but instead I flew out of the parking lot. I had no doubt about my flying ability, so I flew with ease. I then gently landed on the street in front of the parking lot. I used my hands gently putting them down as if I was doing telekinesis. After I landed, I thought what should I do. I thought about using telekinesis to pick up cars and stuff but thought of making a training simulation where I am in a all white room and their is different objects there. I imagined a door that will take me to this place. I closed my eyes for one second and realized that the dream might changed. I opened them and saw this black circle across my eyes, you know the one you get when stare at something bright and it leaves and after image. I thought WTH, what do I do?

I woke up. I thought at first that I over loaded my brain by the new task I presented to it but I woke up because I wasn't rubbing my hands. I was using them to fly and stuff. I can't seem to get the dream stable enough to the point I won't have to rub my hand all the time.

Became lucid by: DILD

Journal Entry non-lucid #38 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: I meditated before going to bed and told myself that I want to remember my dreams. I didn't hear Robert Monroe's advanced focus 10 audio. I also looked at king yoshi's new WILD guide. That is why I bumped up the water to wake up even earlier.

Dream fragment 1, 8:51pm-11:44am."":
-My cousin was in my dream and she was eating some food.
-some old man was wanted by the cops.


I got up and went to sleep which gave me a LD which I will DJ in a different entry.

Dream fragment 3, 3:31am-6:53am." Chem 120 Teacher a Critique": My chem 120 was walking showed up around my house next to a bus stop. She asked me why I wear jackets on hot days. She was right. Hot! wow it felt like 90 degrees, no clouds to cast a shade too. She also showed up in my chem 121 class and everybody was trying to look like they are doing there work to impress her.


Dream fragment 4, 3:31am-6:53am." New friends with old friends": I walked to my friend Ls and he forgot my name he called me Mr. White. I thought why would he call me Mr. White but I didn't follow up with the question. He had a lot of food all over his face. My old friend Dd was their and he joined us in the table. He looked healthy which was good.

Dream fragment 5, 3:31am-6:53am." Smoke Addiction?": I was in the living room smoking a cigarette. It felt good! It burned my lungs with every breath I liked it. My parents told me to stop and I said I couldn't. I threw the cigarette with disgust, but picked it right back up and I walked out to my backyard. I thought when did it reach this point. I conjured up a story about how I got addicted it went a little like this: I got 2nd hand smoking from school, then after that I needed a way to deal with the stress so I started smoking. I never smoked a cigarette, so it was quite a shocker, I do occasionally get 2nd hand smoking though. And I would have forgot this dream if it wasn't for a video that depicted a women smoking and I remembered it and I felt shiver down my spine. I felt the disgust I had in the dream of myself.

2.18.14 Tuesday

last night bed 11-9:45

Nap 12:20pm

I was visualizing walking on the same beach as yesterday (whitsunday). But fell asleep.

DR
I'm in US with Valika and Deniska. Valika is buyng a place here, and I'm helping her pick one. I'm telling her she will be so happy living here. Then we are walking on a raised wooden walkway. We come to an old town square. Looks like we are in past, or it's movie props or something. I'm telling V about LDing. Then I tell her "and then you count your fingers, look, like this" And I count 6 fingers. I'm like, wth? I count again, and again, 6 fingers. I look at them and yell out "we are in a dream right now"!

They disappear and I found some people to have sex with.

I wake up and write it all in DJ. I'm so happy with myself, that I remember all the names and details. But only till I wake up again, this time for real.