6 October 2015 Chapter 1: The Arcade I was at an arcade restaurant reminiscent of Dave and Busters. I really don’t remember much about the restaurant itself outside the fact that it was huge and had a lot to it. I vaguely remember speaking to a waitress there. She was older, tall, had a brown beehive hairdo and wore heavy makeup. She was also slightly overweight. By the way she was dressed she looked more suited for a truck stop restaurant than a fancy-ish arcade place but whatever. I don’t remember what we talked about but I don’t think that I placed any orders. I went to the Elevator and went up to the second floor. When I first stepped in I only had the option of moving to the second floor which is why I was surprised when I saw that there was a third and fourth floor. There was a balcony that gave me a view of all three floors. I can’t really describe all too well how they were laid out but I remember that it was really cool. I saw a young kid playing basket ball but the goal had no hoop, it was only a clear back board. I wondered how the third and fourth floors could be accessed when some kid dropped a pair of broken headphones by my feet. I saw the kid run away up a flight of stairs to the third floor. Now knowing how to access the two upper floors I ran up the steps with the broken headphones. I do not remember much about the third floor aside from the fact that the floor was carpeted. The kid was not there so I proceeded up a flight of stairs to the fourth floor where I saw the kid hiding behind a billiards table. I remember trying to offer the kid his headphones back but he seemed very afraid of me. He was afraid that I was mad at him because I thought that he threw the headphones at me but I assured him that I understood that it was only an accident. Funny thing is, the kid looked like a younger version of myself. I walked into an elevator that was on the third floor. There I saw five buttons which told me that there was a fifth floor that I have yet to see. At some point a man and his girlfriend came onto the elevator. He was tall, Caucasian, had curly hair and a light beard. He wore a green thick jacket and denim jeans. She was blond, curvy, I don’t remember much else about her appearance. Now the elevator was very old and run down. The inside was plastered with graffiti. It was nice graffiti, I could tell the graffiti artists put a lot of work into it, but it was graffiti nonetheless. The couple and I spoke and we kind of hit it off. Now unfortunately the elevator was rough going down and the man and I nervously joked about how sketchy the elevator was. The woman seemed to have no feelings about it. The elevator began to increase in speed as it went down and I seriously began to wonder it was eventually going to snap. I knew that this building was not that tall but it seemed to take forever going down. The man and I were relieved when the elevator finally reached the bottom, however, it went down so hard that the man and I were forced onto our backs. The woman was standing at the elevator entrance jokingly shaking her head. Chapter 2: Meet Jensen Next thing I knew I was creating some sort of sentient exo-skin that was desperate for an endoskeleton to wrap itself around. It found an endoskeleton and had the appearance of an android like sir unit from “Invader Zim.” I do not remember what exactly happened thereafter but sometime later I was in a room at the arcade making another one of those things. This one was to be a newer version. I made this one by mixing some stuff in a bowl. The exo-skin began to take form and move about the room lamenting about how it had no form and no purpose. It sounded like that giant robot from “Courage the Cowardly Dog.” Soon an Irkan soldier came in with an endoskeleton for the exo-skin to attach to. What I found odd was the fact that the endoskeleton was equipped with an artificial brain. Why would this thing need an artificial brain when it is clearly already sapient on its own? So the exo-skin wrapped itself around the endoskeleton and once again it assumed the form of some sort android sir unit. At some point before I learned that I was making this thing for the Irkan Armada so it was no surprise to me when the android thing was called into battle. The Irkans named the android “Jensen.” I was then view everything from Jensen’s point of view. I think I was consciously acting as Jensen. The Irkans had taken over the restaurant and were now under attack by their enemies and desperately needed help. It was weird. I was in complete control as Jensen and I knew that I was fighting for the wrong side. After all the Irkans were not a good people. They were out to take over the universe and somehow taking over this restaurant was a milestone for that goal. I knew all of this but I still fought as Jensen the android. Funny thing is, I had a feeling that the enemies were just as bad if not worse. That could be why I was fighting I think I felt that Irk was the lesser of two evils. As Jensen, I bolted down the dark hallway where I saw an Irkan soldier firing his gun around the corridor. I ran past the corridor where I saw Irks leader under attack with his pants down. And who was this leader? John F. Kennedy! He was on the ground wrestling with this guy trying to do him in. I was having so many conflicting thoughts it’s not even funny. I was disappointed to see that a man like Kennedy would be leading the Irkan regime and yet I was anxious to save his life from this man. I knew that the man trying to kill Kennedy was bad, I just knew he had evil intentions, and that if he died it would be a terrible thing. It may make no sense now but when I was Jensen it made perfect sense, I had to fight for the Irkan Armada in spite of their overall intentions, I had to save Kennedy, I knew that the enemies of Irk could not be allowed to win but most importantly, this assassin had to die. I rushed over to Kennedy with a stick in hand with every intention of beating his assassin to death. My first strike missed the assassin and hit Kennedy, I was warned by the Irkan Soldier behind me to be careful not to hit Kennedy. I ditched the stick and decided that it would just be easier to kick the assassin to death so that is just what I did. I kicked him and kicked him as hard as I could until he just sorta…disappeared into oblivion. I exhaled a sigh of relief; the assassin was dead and Kennedy was saved. He got up on his hands and knees; his pants still down and still weak from the struggle. His naked mistress Marilyn Monroe rushed out from somewhere and hovered over him. She was clearly concerned for his well being. As I looked at the nude Monroe and the slightly pantsless Kennedy it became clear that this assassin caught him in a moment of coitus with his mistress. I withheld any expression of disappointment that I had mustered up…it wasn’t my place. I looked out the huge window behind Kennedy and saw what may have been a city skyline during the hours of twilight. It had to be this way. The Irkans were not good people and, clearly, neither was Kennedy. But I knew that the people they were against were worse and in spite of my trepidations I knew that this was for the best. Dale Gribble from “King of the Hill” showed up. He had no armor but he too was holding an Irkan rifle. He began to chant “Jensen! Jensen! Jensen!” and everyone followed suit including Kennedy and Monroe. Every there was grateful for the work I’d done. I guess I would just have to trust that this would work out for the best. Trivia The day before, I had just read the Kennedy had Monroe as a mistress. I am unsure how true that is but it was on my mind as I fell asleep.
Dream - Parents wanted us to take a boat trip last day of our holiday. Waiting for boat to arrive we hang out at crappy outdated amusement park with a basketball shooting game and other stuff. My daughter wants me to get her a lemon drink so I head over to a local shop. There is an old guy in a string vest, a bit hairy but bald and skinny. He tries to charge me extra for the bright yellow drink (like lemonchello, italian drink). I hesitate about buying any, then tell him its over priced. He has to leave the store. I see outside there is a car full of dead guys, killed by the shopkeepers gang. He was mafia or something. I vamoose sharpish to find my daughter.
My cold is getting worse, so my recall is abyssal. I also jumped out of my skin at five in the morning thanks to the minifrige defrosting and dropping a big block of ice, making a noise that sounded like my upstairs neighbour dropping in the middle of the room Going back to sleep after that was interesting to say the least.
NON LUCID *My brother was on his way to go hang out with the boscos and I noticed his were real baggy and old. I suggested that maybe he should change clothes. *Namkhai Norbu was giving a teaching that me and father were watching together. The introduction was very strong and confident.
I am flying an old airplane. All of a sudden I'm not flying anymore and there are a bunch of wild people running around...
I was so exhausted last night... and yet, I was up until past three in the morning. I slept too little and I kept waking up. So I barely remember anything. I basically only remember two fragments: I was in this car thing (which should've made me do a RC, since it's one of my dream signs), going to a protest? When I got there, the protest was actually a festival, and lots of people were happy that Paul McCartney was going to perform there. I'm pretty sure this was still the same dream, but... no idea how they link, so. I was walking around this huge house (huge rooms should probably be another dream sign of mine, considering my latest dreams) and I wanted to hook up with a girl. People were talking about this really ugly guy, who was really nerdy and just awkward as hell. A nice and pretty girl decided to give him a chance and everybody was happy for him, but she didn't seem too happy after they had hooked up. She didn't say anything, but it seemed like it had been fast, bad and kinda gross for her? I think I was gonna hook up with his sister, who was super cool and gorgeous. The thing that makes me angry, though, is that I clearly remember, in another dream, getting lucid right before I woke up.
I dont really remember how but I lost a gallon of milk down a hill which had some workers at an intersection with a lot of other milks and stuff. I ran down to try and find it and they asked what I was looking for and I told them a 2% percent milk that took off down the hill and they said they didn't know but pooled together to help get a new one. I was at an event with families and there were hug mountains, big. There were a bunch of kids running along the top of this ridge and someone commented to me about being young and having tons of energy after I had siad it was amazing how long they had been running. I had the thought that "those look like mountains I see in my dreams" but didnt become lucid
DJ Log: October 6, 2015 – 5:00AM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • I am standing in an elevator and notice that it is not behaving correctly. I push a couple of buttons and they do not light up and the control panels has too many buttons on it. It feels like the elevator has stopped completely but the door will not open. I look at my reflection in the chrome border around the door and see that my face is very distorted. I reach up to do a nose pinch and end up pushing my finger right through my nose. I quickly become lucid and float off the elevator floor, then I push myself through the mirror-like chrome around the door. After passing through the elevator wall, I appear into a large fancy hotel hallway. The carpet is the usual trippy hotel carpet, being mainly reds and purples in color. The walls are covered in flowery wallpaper with a contracting color scheme of yellows and greens. The ceiling has fancy copper tiles on it and large ----- I struggle for a moment to remember the ToTM's and remember something about phasing into a DC. I fly down the hallway, looking at each room in an attempt to find someone. I am scanning each door for an infrared heat signature and find a room with someone in it. I can see a reddish-orange outline of a person standing in the middle of the room. I push myself through the door and fly up to the DC. He stands there rather still, giving me a nervous look, almost knowing that something weird is about to happen. I fly around him a couple more times, then try to push myself inside of him. I get my arms in, then he pulls away from me a bit. I back up a little, then hit him full force, but I end up passing all the way through and coming out the other side. I turn around and more carefully align myself with him and manage to stay inside for a bit longer. It feels kinda warm and squishy while inside - very weird and mildly uncomfortable. I can see that I am standing inside something as there is a slightly opaque layer in front of me. It takes quite a bit of effort to keep myself inside the DC. It's kind of like balancing on top of a ball as even the slightest movement causes me to fall outward. I step out of him and look to see that he has quite a terrified look on his face. I giggle, then fly off and go back out through the door without opening it. I appear in a brightly lit room and before I even have a chance to stabilize, I suddenly wake up.
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Dream on Friday October 2: The railing of the staircase in our home was damaged and entirely fell off. It was too dangerous to go up. So we were living downstairs until was repaired. We called repair. A repair woman came. I asked her to also provide us an estimate of other parts of home where she saw potential for repair. She questioned why we have carpet in living room, and really focused on trying to get us to replace the carpet. October 6: My husband and I had just so enjoyed our one week vacation in this dream that we decided to go on another vacation right away. That's when I realized that I had never asked approval to go on vacation at work nor told anyone where I was going. I tried to use my phone but it would not work. The Home button of my iPhone was barely working at all and I could not find the phone app. At some point my husband and I got separated. I discovered that I had to be very careful because of the witches who wanted to exchange my phone for a blank notebook made out of cloth. They would hand it to me and I would make the exchange willingly because I wanted a working phone (and apparently I had no issue believing that a cloth notebook would be a working phone). Then I would have to track them down to get my phone back. My phone would no longer work as a phone but some of the apps worked including one that changed my husband magically into a crumbly figure made out of a cereal pastry. I found him and held him carefully in order not to break him too much - not breaking at all seemed no t to be possible. I frantically used the phone to change him back and luckily it worked. Sometime in my travels I also traversed a rooftop from one apartment to another. Sometime in this dream I think I had another companion when my husband was not there but I don't have a sense who was with me instead. One time as I was trying to make a phone call with my broken phone it actually worked but by making a random phone call to some phone number from a website. A male voice answered. Instead of just saying wrong number, I explained my situation to him as crazy as it was. He seemed to not find it unbelievable and neither did I. The dream ended with me and my husband fleeing, and I discover that I yet again have been tricked by a witch to exchange my phone for a blank canvas notebook. We have to go back to the hotel. The witch was from the hotel. I am quite sure of that. I don't know why I am so sure, since she tricked me in the street, I did not see where she came from, nor did I recognize her. But sure I was, until I woke up.
I'm walking down a gravel path on a misty grey day through some woods. I'm with a long-haired Swedish reality TV star, he his pretty good looking. We get to a modern looking house my some rocks, do I see the seashore beyond? We enter and their is a group of my friends who are in the creative field sitting in a circle. There are some of their friends there as well that I don't recognize, they all look very fancy and well-dressed like hipsters. I think this is going to be a reality TV show we are all going to be in. I feel special that they wanted me here. I worry if my friends are angry at me. I sit down by a bed. One of my friends offers me a beer that I politely refuse. I try to lay down in a cool way on the bed. I do my best to be social, I don't need alcohol. I'm leaving the place, on the same road on a bike. Some middle-aged people pass me on their bikes, it gets hard to pedal. I get up to rest and see that the seat has sunk down, my knees were almost to my head. I adjust the seat and feel relief that the difficulty in pedalling wasn't due to my poor shape. Waking up in the middle of the night and try to relax, falling asleep only to wake up again. A vague memory of seeing my friend Minna. I have memory of writing into my dream journal after waking up, upset that I didn't remember any of my dreams.
earlier: + (f) on a race-track? Zipping around, there are large distances involved, I see a giant horse-head (like a chess knight)? later: + walking on roads/paths, I see a sign on a downhill path labelled "for sh ->" (programming shell), enter home, I'm leaving through back stairs leading back up to road, woman of the house speaks to me and we realize that she knows my son S2. + enter a house, (DO?) a guy goes into the kitchen and uses a strange tool to quickly pick/get the template of the lock on the kitchen door, and runs outside, before the woman in the kitchen sees him +(f) some old Chinese guy in a canoe? + in a house/room talking with people/friends. A woman is pregnant. I'm stepping on the floor and notice a loose tile. I bend down to look and it's a large cube-shaped brick that's loose in the floor because it's sitting on top of crumpled up newspaper underneath. I'm saying "but are there any restrictions/problems with being close to the wi-fi radiation (for the pregnant woman)?" + in an office/cube setting, I'm talking to a guy there and say "wouldn't it be great if there was an entire wi-fi free area, so that we wouldn't be subject to the radiation?" They're planning some conference and marketing girls are walking around with big handfuls of ribbons. I ignore this and turn to my terminal/screen, start to log in, and think about playing some game. + [vivid, present] outdoors/daylight, walking up an uphill curving path with two other guys, one is a CEO (of company N?) and another guy is an older visitor. The older visitor starts breathing very very heavily, wheezing almost, like this is an extreme exertion for him. It's quite loud and distracting and I think that guy is in terrible shape, all my attention is on the horrible sound of this guy's labored breathing. We reach a sharp switchback on the trail and I look down and see that part of the path is made out of a 4-5" diameter PVC pipe embedded in the ground, the peak of the pipe sticks up and makes a slipper foothold if you walk just on this part, and I say so. The CEO guy says his legs got really tired by squatting for a long time by the side of the path. + [vivid, present] some sort of old-west "steampunk" environment, indoors, half-lit, there's a woman on a podium dressed up thematically and dramatically, some narration about her. Then a snake-oil salesman type sitting on a buggy starts his pitch. He talks a lot, a constant stream of chatter. He's talking about the benefits of marijuana. He reaches down into a pouch low on the coach below his feet and takes out a handful of the "weed." It actually looks like a handful of small pine branches. He says something about "fathers and daughters and uncles and nieces." He then bends the handful of branches in half and holds them tightly, and lights one end (the end which is mostly sticks) and offers it as a free demo. He says the cost of this would be $500. My (wife?) is near me and I know she would disapprove, but I take a toke anyway. I blow on the end to get the fire a bit higher, smoke is starting to emerge from the front of the pile of (pine-weed). I take one deep breath in (get a bit of smoke), exhale, then put my mouth on the front of the pine-weed and take a deep inhale of the smoke. I hold my breath for about 10 seconds and then exhale strongly.
Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid Dream 1 It's evening. I'm with a girl that I went out with a few times last year and haven't seen or spoken to since. I go inside a room or building while she stays outside. I'm sitting in a circle. The only person I do recall recognising is sitting across me, Tessa, a tv host. We're playing a game, or maybe just having fun. Either way it ends up with her using a waterhose with adjustable pressure to hose some of us down. I end up walking over and taking the hose... and doing the same thing to others. At one point I'm a bit concerned that I may have used a bit too much pressure while aiming at the face of the girl that was sitting to my left before I got up. Eventually the girl that I went out with comes into the room.. or looks over the wall, something like that. She has been waiting for me all this time. I tell her I'll be out in a minute. I might have changed into some dry clothes at this point, not too sure about that. I go outside into a dark parking lot. I'm surprised she has been waiting for me all this time. I guess that means we're going home together. I just need to take a quick pee. I look around the parking lot and see a moveable object, about the size of a car. It's a kind of urinal. People have moved it over there, but for some reason a couple of men are standing close to it and peeing on the ground instead. Someone has warned the police, who are now coming to intervene. I suddenly start to wonder. This girl lives in city #1, studies in cities #2 and #3. I live and study in city #4, where we currently are. What is she doing here? Not sure if this is a different dream or a continuation of the last one. I'm standing in the bathroom of my mom's house. My cousin is standing in front of the sink, brushing his teeth. Not sure what my mom and I are doing, but we're also in the bathroom. The girl has apparently come with me to my mom's house. She enters the bathroom through a door next to the sink.* She is wearing my white bathrobe. I notice immediately that she is quite flat-chested.^ My mom asks her if she is [my gf who she hasn't met yet]. Panicking, I attempt to hush my mom. She asks again. I'm not sure what happened to the girl. At this point I think my mom is dense and ask my cousin if he would understand if I did 'this' to him [I place my hand over his toothpaste/spit covered mouth]. He doesn't get the hint either. I'm messing around my desk in my room at my mom's house. My cousin has left some stuff here which he should've cleaned up. A hamburger, a plate.. perhaps more. It all falls to the ground. When I go into the living room to mention it, he becomes very apologetic about it. *There is no door there in reality. ^She is quite the opposite in reality. Dream.. 2? 3? I'm sitting on the couch with one of the guys I shared a dorm with back in Indonesia. There's another guy, but I can't recall who. We're asking my dormmate questions about.. his homecountry I guess? I vaguely hear someone calling me. Class is going to start. A group of people is walking in one direction. I get up and join. The layout of the classroom: there's 1 or 2 desks at the front where 4/5 people are sitting, because they will continue the presentation that they didn't finish last lesson. All the others are seated on chairs without desks, in neat rows behind one another. I see a classmate sitting that I don't particularly care for. I hate to admit it, but she looks good with the skirt she's wearing. A little short though, as I can see her underwear for a moment. I sit down in the front row, next to another classmate. Another classmate then sits down next to me. She went out looking for a new room yesterday. I asked her if she got it. She did. Nice. The classmate I don't like is sitting one row to the back and starts talking with us. I notice that a part of her left leg looks even more pale than the rest of her already pale body. She has a fresh tattoo, still wrapped. It's an ad for a storage place or a butcher or something alike, phone number and all. I wonder why in the hell she would do such a thing. There's a moment to ask questions to the teacher. I ask her a question about one of the electives and get my answer. Then the presentation starts. I get asked if I have a question. I reply.. vaguely. I'm distracted by the fact that I suddenly have no vision in my right eye. I feel like this might be stress induced or like when you press your eyeball and you see all kinds of weird stuff. I can't focus at all on the presentation so I just bluff my way through my question/comment. I can't even remember what the presentation is about while I'm sitting there... Cambodia? The only thing I know for sure it's about an Asian country I wake up. I can hear it raining outside. It takes me a while to realise I'm no longer in Jakarta, but back home.
This is a sketch, writing from ios. 1. Going with family im a bus in a trip to some old village in center of spain. 2. First thing to visit is a mansion of a russian, good guy. 3. He presents some girls, on exactly as quiet. 4. Some party at night and that girl now dresses as quiet, took some photos for instagram. 5. At the end they were bitches slaves, then run put with us in the bus. 6. Return hometown, christmas day, lets celebrate. MENTAL NETWORK CONNECTIONS OF THAT DAY 1. Christmas, for playing ace attorney in a case of murder 25 of december. 2. Played lots of mgsv, tomorrow start mgo3. 3. Watched quiet actress in twitter
Non-dream Non-lucid Lucid Dream 1 - Hydro park I remember being in a car park earlier on but now I'm at a hydro park with water slides and stuff. I feel a little too old for it and there are other kids running around. I seem to be with someone, maybe a girl? Can't recall. I'm getting hunted down by some tough people, but they're unaware that I've 'awakened' (wtf does that even mean?). Dream 2 - Zombie apocalypse I'm at my parents house and there's been a zombie apocalypse. I seem to be behind the couch in the living room which honestly just resembles a WW2 trench. I'm fishing for some gear to protect myself with. I search around and find a nice helmet, but I end up confronted by a zombie which appears on wooden plank platform bridged between the top of the couch and window sill. I hack at it with *something*, not sure what, but it decapitates it. The head rolls down into the ditch where I am and soaks the helmet I had found in brown blood. With disgust I refuse to even touch it again, getting a bit antsy about the risk of infection even though I feel I could just wash it. The brown mud also seems to just coat other stuff, it's really disgusting. Dream 3 - Smithy I recall a girl smith who makes me a weapon, but she keeps pulling all-nighters in the smithy to forge it... I feel flattered but concerned. Note: this dream probably came as a result of a story I was reading the other day. Dream 4 - Castle There is a castle/school for certain children. Me and a girl I'm friend with have to go into it as students because of some incident we were involved in, although I get the feeling they were using me to persuade her to join. We are both pretty young for some reason, felt like it was a prologue story. Also it seems like we were in 'season 2' of something, like a TV series. For some reason the girls here get 'infected' and become pregnant, and the school tries to harvest them and ostracize the student. It's hard to explain, but if you're found out to be pregnant then the other students see you as someone they have to offer up, no one believes you if you tell them anything. My friend gets pregnant and everything thinks I'm the father, but we haven't done anything. I start analyzing the situation, "why are boys at this school?", "why would they say she's pregnant?". We get accused and ostracized, we try to run away... Dashing into the castle I see an elevator on the other side of the room, the other students are trying to chase us now. I pull my friend along with me and inside the elevator and start mashing the 'close door' button. It doesn't seem to be going fast enough and I'm panicking. In front of me I see a blonde blue eyed girl (who I recognize as an old friend called Beth in real life) walking towards us. The dream gets a little unstable and chaotic, one second they're able to stop us closing the doors and then they're not... Confusing. Then I wake up. Dream 5 - Beach restaurant Me and some friends are at a restaurant by an intertidal mudflat beach. We seem to be celebrating something.. I peer outside and spot a whole bunch of my old friends from high school. They're just walking along the beach casually on a hangout. I shout out "Hello!" and get their attention and they come over. I shake hands with an old friend called Rory but at the time I seriously couldn't remember his name (I only remembered once I had woken up). I kind of beat around the bush saying "Hey, 'you'!", it seemed alright though as we both kind of just laughed about my ignorance. Smooth. Our groups kind of merge and everyone just randomly converses with each other even though most of them have probably never met before. I spot my best friend Daniel, he came out of the group I had been in the restaurant with. Wrote this up pretty late today so I might be missing a few details
I can hardly remember anything this morning. Running around the East End of London with my son (?) doing something. I can remember being stood near the Thames but not much else, and looking at a mobile phone needing to be back at another location for some reason.
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