That's A lot of Cake I'm lining up somewhere with a couple guys. One of them is Andrew gaze. We're intending to buy 2 cakes, and will eat a quarter each. It's our turn to be served and one of us orders. I laugh as he orders, cause it's going to look odd walking off eating a quarter of cake. The lady hands us the plate and its a pretty big slice. Not only is a got a lot of width, it's got height too. We take the cake into another room to taste it. One of the guys is having a hard time eating it. He is trying the sauce, mixing one with the other. It seems sour or acidic to him. I reckon eating the cake itself would be more ideal. It would mix all the flavors together and could compliment each other. Big Ben Bucks Headache I'm with Ben and I ask him how the engagement went, but correct myself and say bucks. He says he fucked up a bit with the pool cleaners. He explains that he had them going in the wrong direction. He points out a ventilation system for the shower fan. He says this is the most simple and less effective system. I explain its use to him. I walk inside with him but have dirty feet. He offers me his thongs, so I slip them on. They're dirty too, so I have to walk in them funny, like on my soles. I picture Ben being a big black guy for a moment. I'm back at blaxland and I see Kayley at the door. I hug her and kiss her on the cheek a few times. I think she is with Ben. I'm looking at someone with a small growth hanging from their nostril. They're able to hide it if they please. A dr is having a look at it and says there's some good news about it. He's getting at that he will be able to burn it off. He also checks another of the persons issues, which is a long latex looking material that's stuck down their throat. That's Not My Car I'm out the front of a house. I may have driven there because I'm looking around for stuff in 2 of he guys. It's night so it's hard to tell. I mistaken one car for the another. I see a man walk towards me and soon realize it's Gary Craig, founder of EFT. I say "Hi Gary, how are ya?". I feel a little odd saying that because he doesn't know me from a bar of soap. He mentions a few things to me. Eventually he leaves and I say bye. I felt great that I met Gary. I begin looking through one of the cars thinking it's mine. I soon realize it's not the right car. It looks like an expensive car. It has a nice look to it, and long. I quickly get out of the car in case the owner sees me going through it. I would find it hard to explain what I was doing. Shortly after getting out of the car, I see it beginning to roll. I don't think quickly enough to jump in and stop it. It rolls into a house at slow pace. I don't think it damages anything, but would have got the attention of who was inside. I walk up to the house to see if I can see anyone. I see a person move off their chair which makes me a bit nervous. I realize that the car has disappeared, finding this odd I decide to do a RC. I count 6 fingers, instantly knowing I'm dreaming. I walk up to the door of the house to see if I can find someone. I see A girl walk towards me and I grab her. She is all for being man handled. First off I do some EFF on myself but seem to be just rushing it and not putting any thought into it. I'm too distracted by this girl. I hold onto her and do as I please. I feel her body and move her next to the wall where I pull down her pants. She has a nice Ass, which promotes me to eat her pussy from behind. It tastes like I remember it. The dream begins to fade due to body clock. I have this girl in the bed with me and I'm treating her a helpless innocent girl. I think she likes this. I'm sitting on top of her and move closer to her face. I begin slapping my dick on her face, teasing her and getting her worked up. This may be the girl from lucid dream. My 2 Second KO of Shonnie Carter I'm in the UFC as one of the fighters. I think I'm Ricardo Lamas. I'm standing across from UFC vet Shonnie Carter. The fight starts and I knock Shonnie out within a couple seconds of the fight. I decide to perform a RC and realize I'm dreaming. I notice that the fight is about to replay itself again. I try to rush the process and knock Shonnie out before the fight even starts. I do this and rock Shonnie. It doesn't feel right so I let the dream run its course. As soon as the bell goes I run towards Shonnie and KO him in the same fashion. I couldn't really feel the punch connect. I jump up onto the octogen and look into the crowd. It's not the biggest of venues. It is only a single level seating. In my view I could see around 200 people. I decide to jump off the octogen and fly, but the dream fades. I brace myself for a DEILD. I wait in the blackness and try and bring on another scene. Now that I think of it, I felt like I was laying in bed at my old house in blaxland. Possible FA. Side Notes: EFT doing it's work for me. Reality checking upon awakening without an issue.
Updated 07-07-2015 at 11:52 PM by 24939
July 6, 2015 I am sitting in a tree stand/blind hunting a bear. There is a huge rock cliff on my right and in front is a large grassy area sitting on the base of the cliff. There is a stream running down the far side of it. There is a bear in the middle of the grassy area walking by the stream. I aim down my scope and put the crosshairs on the bear. For some reason I get down from the stand and start walking toward the bear to get a better shot. The bear turns towards me and starts coming after me. Immediately I turn and run not wanting it to get too close to me. I run along the cliff’s edge and am jumping from rock to rock. They go in a downward direction and when I’m on the last rock I see a lake with a small piece of land in the middle of it. On the other side of the lake there is a small house. I jump into the water and when I come back out, the house is different. I get onto the piece of land and jump back in the water. When I come back out again it is a mansion. I randomly become lucid. The mansion is white and it has columns in the front along with four or more windows running along the top floor. There is also a balcony up top right below the windows. I walk inside and it is a pretty small room, not the type of room you’d expect in a mansion. There is a square wall in the middle of the room, like a fireplace. I walk to the left and went to the front of the square piece of wall. Right in the middle in front of me there is a door leading into the kitchen maybe, but I’m not totally sure. There was a sign in handwritten big letters that said “THE WELL OF DOUBTS”. I turned around and on the fireplace looking wall there was a hole that led downwards and in the hole there was train tracks. I then had the thought (it was more of just suddenly knowing) that this house represented me. I turned to the left and there was a small staircase attached to the wall. I walked over and looked up, but I couldn’t see anything. I then remembered my dream goal of flying so I decided I wouldn’t go exploring the different rooms. I thought about how I would get to the top of the house so I could jump off and fly, and I was about to go up the stairs to get up there but then I go into an FA. I’m trying to DEILD but I can’t so then I just wake up in the dream. I am then practicing my technique later in the day and I’m thinking that practicing the Gravity RC is not good for me for some reason. I want to switch to just doing normal RC’s and stuff but I can’t bring myself to do it because I don’t want to lose my results of practicing the Gravity RC so far. Then I’m going on a trip to Mexico with my uncle and another girl who is 4 years older than me and I rarely talk to.
July 4, 2015 I am inside of a gas station type place. Some people have come in and tried to kill us with guns, but so far I have survived along with one other person who is with me. I open the door of the store and look outside. There is a river there along with lush vegetation at the banks of it. I see I boat pull up to the opposite bank of me and there are two people in it. They are being shot at and beg that the guy stops. One of the dudes uses the motor of the boat to block the bullets...but eventually the gunman gets close enough to them and takes them both out. I rush back inside the store and hide. The gunman comes in. I see my partner hiding behind a large metal box. I am so scared that I just dive into a closet at the back. It is pitch black in there. I an see the gunman coming towards my door because the door is slightly cracked open. I am praying that he goes away and I get lucky. He stops right in front of my door, looks around and decided no one is there, so he leaves. Then I'm outside at some camp thing with some friends of mine. It's at a single house in an open grass field with a forest surrounding it. We are all leaving towards our cars and I see two of my friends, C and T, get in a truck. There is another dude who I haven't seen before that gets in a truck behind him. For some reason I walk back over to the trucks and see what the other guy looks like. He looks exactly like T. I walked over to C to check if T was in the car because I thought he got in with him. I saw T and C in the same car however and I was very confused. "If you're here, then who is that?" I asked T. Immediately the copy of T smiled at me and pulled a gun out. He shot T and C in the head, then pointed his gun at me. Immediately I realized that this was a dream. I walked out from the left side of the car and acted all cocky. "You think you can do that?" I asked the kid. "Well then I can do this." I put my hand down by my side and drew an imaginary gun from my imaginary holster. I pointed my fingers at the dude's head and yelled "BANG". A hole appeared on his forehead with a little bit of blood dripping down. His head fell over and hit the dashboard. I was proud of myself for pulling that off, but right as I was about to walk away the DC got back up and smiled again like he was just joking. He then aimed his gun and shot me in the head. I could see the blood dripping from my head and I was about to die but then I realized I couldn't die, because it was my dream. So we shot back and forth at each other a few times and then I started running away. There was green grass and green trees everywhere. In the field to my left was some trees that were white and skinny. They had a few branches sicking out and on the end of the branches was a green bush. Other than that the trees were bare. I thought the dude had disappeared, but when I turned around he was coming at me and laughing like a maniac. I continued to run and then remembered a trick I had learned in an audio here on DV. I turned around and waited for the dude to get close to me. He now looked like a crazy version of spongebob. I barely had enough time to visualize him soaring away as I punched him before he got on me. I hit him and he went up into the air, not as far as I expected him to go but he still went pretty far. I turned around forgetting about him and remembered my goal to fly. I ran over to one of the skinny white trees and began climbing so I could jump off it. There was perfectly round columns of wood going around the tree in a circle. It started at the ground and as you continued going around you slowly went up and up. After I had jumped on the first log I felt the dream fading. I then jumped to the second log and woke up.
Date: Tuesday July 7 2015, 5:18 AM Important: Yes wild Big day for day work! Last day of vacation and I'm at home. I'm working on the RC + Sageous' Unreality checks a couple of times an hour. Studying some Leberge and Sageous yesterday and getting to bed super early with a Meditation session right before bed. bed at 10:30, wake up at 3:30. I almost didn't get up but then i finally did. Let the dogs out to go pee and wandered around the back yard looking at the sky and thinking about dreaming.I took a "Lucid dreaming" supplement from Dreamimins. (galantamine + Choline) I lay still. I stretch my hands, arms, legs, chest, back and face. then i hhold still and repeat the classic Carlos Casteneda mantra. "The next time I am dreaming I will look at my hands and realize I am dreaming. I hear lots of noise. Rushing wind, people talking. I'm thinking about getting up to see what all the commotion is then I remember that I'm WILDing and remember that I'm dreaming. I'm in a dark room with no light source but a lamp. I'm carrying it around shining it on things. I think that because I'm dreaming I should be able to make light appear. I try to find a light switch but when i find one, it doesn't work. i think about how i have that old schema that light switches don't work from "Waking Life". i find a door and imagine what I want on the other side. I remember how one of my goals is to have a conversation with a DC. I walk through the door then the lights come on. I'm in a big room with super tall columns. There's an elegant cocktail party going on. I am looking at hands, the fingerprints are deepening and darkening and crawling all over my hands in crazy patterns. I see a pretty indian woman in a black cocktail dress and my sex drive takes over, I walk up to her and started kissing her. I put my arm around her. She's pulling away. I ask what she thinks, not interested, gives me a disgusted look, she leaves and i'm a little annoyed. The dream starts to destabilize so I Look at my hands. looking at my hand and seeing henna tattoos patterns all over them. I find another door and want to go outside. make it outside and it's very bright and very green. Lots of grass and a few small buildings. I try to fly and make a high jump and fall to earth. I see a building like some kind of fancy shed and use that as a jump off point. I Jump to the top of the building and fly into space. I'm looking around at the stars and I see the death star. This is super cool. I try to fly to it but I'm stuck I remember the Waggoner technique of thinking myself there so I try to pinch zoom it closer with both hands. Instead of it coming closer the whole sky expands into an industrial death-star landscape. I see smoking red fires and and explosions. This causes a heart rush and I lose the dream. Dield I'm walking around in a dark house with lots of hallways and i see people walking around. I see an old friend but he's now in a wheelchair. I remember that one of my goals is to have a conversation with a dream character. I ask him how he's doing but he won't look me in the eye. His brother walks up to me. I ask how he's doing. he tells me that we are friends now and that his brother is happy but distant. dream goes black I start spinning. It's like 2001 with the colors shooting all around me. I am in a very gothic house. There are mer-people flopping all over the place. they are disgusting. There is a hot meryl streep mer lady laying on the couch. I tell her hi. A big ugly mer monster man, slimy and sweaty, jumps down from a door frame and attacks me. I wake up.
Super late to bed, Very vivid dreams + summary: fly to Mt. T., how fast, overhead view, pace jet, land, empty water channels with automated mines at corner, teleport back home via phone call I'm on the deck of my childhood home looking out at the view of the distant water and the mountain ranges across it. There is something in the way of the view of mount T across the water. To the right side of the deck I have a clear view but to the left there is something obscuring it. To the right I look at it, it is [false memory] like a little version of half-dome in the distance, sort of crumbling to the left side, a "bump" rising above the ridge. I take of and fly towards it. I'm flying fast! I do a calculation of distance vs. time and come up with something like 1600 MPH. At one point I pace a fighter jet in the vicinity. Coming up over Mt. T. I want to land at the visitor's center on top, I know you can hike there. Below me I see several choices, and I choose the one on the right where I see a big "+" sign from two long intersecting roads. Down on the ground there are long narrow channels (empty). At a 90-degree turn to the left there are automated mine/drones that fly around and plug themselves into outlets (I hit away an enemy drone?). I get a call from (my parents?) and there's a big of simultaneous 1st/3rd person, I (he) needs to pick up the call then by hitting a button on the other end I/he will be transported back to the house + summary: in old PT neighborhood, more and more see businesses have moved in, very upset, should complain, a burger place is moving in right next door! I'm across the street in my old PT neighborhood. I look at the house and it's been made into a Gap store, there's a postal mailbox up on a landing under a small awning. My wife is upset that this store has moved in to a residential neighborhood, it will bring traffic and crowds. How could they put a store here? I see strange street signs? I keep looking around at the houses on the streets around us and see indications that even more commercial stores have moved in: outdoor chalk menus, I see into a bar where people are standing (I go in at one point). I see that the neighboring home (there is no separation between the buildings) is planned to become a hamburger restaurant, I'm really upset about this. + summary: on deck next to lake, adjusting chairs in sun, fall in, see chairs under water, great white shark with huge crushing teeth; at our defensive wall, enemy group approaching, I call out warning and wonder when I should jump out with my (sword?) Outdoors on a pier/dock next to a body of water, I'm sitting in white plastic lawn chair at the edge of the water. (I fall in?) I'm up on the dock looking down into the clear water and see 1-2 white lawn chairs about 10 feet down submerged (my wife complains that I let them fall in?). Underwater view: In the water to the right is a diver and a great white shark swimming around him. The shark opens its massive mouth and there are a number of huge, dull, thick cylindrical teeth that I think can crush anything. I'm manning a (checkpoint? Barrier?) wall into our territory, I see a delegation of enemies (2-3) approaching, I call back to the leaders to let them know its approaching. I wonder when I should jump out through the opening with my weapon (a sword?) brandished, timed so that I do it right as they approach the opening. + summary: on supersonic open-top jet taxiing for takeoff, pilot is American, good I'll be able to understand him, he's southern with strong accent, crazy elevated twisting road [dream sign], pilot describes the meaning of the hand marks on the runway, at takeoff other passengers leave their seats for a good views for pictures, they're crazy I warn them, plane stars moving I'm not buckled in I manage to buckle before the G-forces become overwhelming I'm on an open-top (no walls/roof) super-sonic jet taxiing for takeoff. I hear / know that the pilot is American, I'm relieved because then I'll be able to understand him when he speaks. The plane is maneuvering along raised narrow platforms, at one point it's turning onto another platform and I think there's not enough room to make the turn without falling, but then I see that an extension at the front of the plane is rolling along a parallel small raised path so the plane is supported. The pilot starts talking about markers on the ground (look like hands?), he has a thick southern accent and is not so easy to understand as I'd hoped. He has to always talk about these markers since the passengers always misunderstand them and get scared. They are marking points (where the plane is allowed to turn back?). As we approach the take-off point at least 2 people get up and move around. One is a woman with a camera who moves to a little compartment on the wing and climbs in there (to get a good shot of the takeoff?). I call out to them to get back to their seats, they'll be blown away in the takeoff. As the plane starts accelerating for takeoff I try to buckle my seatbelt, I wonder if I can do it against the strong G-forces we'll be feeling soon. I am able to buckle my belt.
Morning of July 7, 2015. Tuesday. My dream starts out like a typical imposer dream. The setting is our present house on W Street, though there is a slight change in the layout relative to size. My wife Zsuzsanna is sitting near our front window (sewing, I think, though her sewing machine is in our living room in reality) where there is more of a view of the neighbor’s house. I notice that the fence design is different. The thinner wooden planks had supposedly been horizontal (rather than vertical as in reality) but are now mostly decayed and lying on the ground. However, the first section of fence about three feet into the front yard division is still standing and made of brick - and is at least five feet high. There is a group of at least four young males. One of these males steps over the rotted planks into our front yard and this imposition immediately annoys me. I am thinking of going out and making sure they stay where they belong, but he goes back on his own. I speak about continuing the front part of the fence by putting more bricks in (not thinking about cost or work effort). From here, I am concerned about the longevity of our wooden house. These thoughts do not result in any threatening event manifesting even though I consider the possibility of parts of the ceiling falling on us. Diverse features of the ceiling and the angles and differences in height in different areas are far more complex than in reality. I am outside for a short time. I notice that one section of the sky to my right is different than to my left; a very distinct green color, which makes me think a really bad storm is on the way, perhaps a tornado (even though the sky to my left to the west seems normal and calm). I go into our house, concerned about the possibly approaching bad weather. As I shut our front door, there is resistance and a pulling sensation and I think that it might be an imposing neighbor trying to get in to assault someone or burglarize, though it turns out that the door will not fully shut due to a large circular (slightly wreath-like) clump of grass being blown into the doorway above the doorknob and being stuck between the door and door frame at about shoulder level (mostly due to my closing the door so quickly that the grass did not have time to fall, the additional pull being caused by the wind). However, I do manage to get it closed. From here, I join Zsuzsanna and our youngest son, and the inside of our house then seems longer, though narrower, north to south, almost hall-like. There is soon a very eerie and human-like low-pitched howling of the wind, which we first think may be an old man or creature moaning just outside our front door. We end up still running, but in a sort of playful manner upon realizing the circle of grass stuck in the closed door is making a feature to cause sound to amplify and phase in this way. The next scene involves other people being in our house, apparently by permission or just random passive characters coming into existence. Regardless of the weather concern, I sit down to consider a very large game board (about three feet by about one and a half feet) that has several different simultaneous game scenarios at once (though seemingly not at all related to each other). I take it apart (the board seems to have small joints whereby smaller sections connect), separating a section that appears to have some sort of Egyptian strategy game in progress (so that the other sections of the board displaying different cultures and battle scenarios do not distract from the seemingly individual game). The two buildings in the opposition look more like ziggurats than pyramids, though. I do not really reflect on why a person or group of people would have so many different things going on at the same time on the same game board. I am not interested in playing it now. An older male sits on the couch (its position has changed; it is perpendicular to its location in reality; it faces east rather than north), apparently talking to a young Ava Gardner (December 24, 1922-January 25, 1990) - probably related to the fact that my wife had checked out a “Perry Mason” DVD set in real life (thus a distorted Erle Stanley Gardner association). I am not sure what the scenario is; perhaps he is coaching her in her acting, though he is seemingly her agent. I go over and notice that she is dressed in lacy black and is sitting back with her arms back (and knees up) on the floor. I grab her heels and lift them slightly. She then transforms into a Tweety Bird foil balloon (shaped like Tweety Bird in frontal silhouette) of about three feet long. I end up whacking the balloon by her “feet” (the balloon of which is still somehow her) against the floor (though I am not even focused on why) with a slight wariness that I probably should be doing something else.
Updated 02-22-2017 at 09:17 AM by 1390
More missed dream signs. Non lucid nap. It was super snowy outside, and I played in it. Slid down and around it. Even messed up the virgin snow as much as I could, like I always do in real life. Later I was in high school band/orchestra. I volunteered to play 3rd chair behind Stephen: the talented horn player who could never get out of the 3rd band rut because they needed a good horn player in the 3rd band. Politics. At any rate, I was happy to play 3rd chair behind his 1st chair. And I think my subC mixed him up a bit with the horn-playing Stephen that I dated in college.
In this space I'll post my experiences and thoughts about Dream Yoga
07/02/15 Note: It seems I am having more problems lately recalling much in the way of dreams. My recall has gone down a lot since I signed up here, which seems backwards to me... but I finally remembered one! An Assassin's Creed based dream: Modern Assassin I am wandering around what I recognize as a place I used to live when I was a kid. The place doesn't look like it did when I used to live there. All of the homes are on large lots with lots of oak trees, but the area behind the houses is now filled with tightly packed model homes where there used to be open forest. I find it to be very disappointing that the beautiful forest where I used to play as a kid has been destroyed. I remember the patch of wild raspberry bushes growing behind the house I used to live in. There's a long driveway leading up to the house, so I will most likely be seen if I try to approach the house. But since I really want to see if the raspberry bushes are still there, I go towards the house. I don't even try to hide as I approach the house. I figure it would be easier to think of an excuse for approaching the house than for sneaking around. No one says anything as I approach the house. I turn right and go around to the back of the house where the bushes used to be. To my relief they're still there. I look closer and I see there are ripe berries on the bushes. As I pick and eat some of the berries, a man wearing Assassin's Creed style robes. I notice I am also in Assassin style robes. The man with the Assassin robes looks like he is annoyed by me stuffing my face with raspberries. When I pause, he asks if I am done. I nod. The man gets right to the point. He says the man staying in the guest room of the house I used to live in is a Templar spy and must be eliminated. The people who own the house are friends of the Assassins and must not be harmed. He seems impatient, so I go around the back of the house. There is an entrance directly to the basement there, a sliding door which isn't even locked. I go in and enter the large recreation room that I spent so much time playing in as a kid. I pause for a bit as memories of the past flood through my mind. I don't wait long. I figure the guest room is the room in the basement where my brother used to sleep. As I pass the basement bathroom, I get more memories of my brother and grief because my brother is dead. I continue into the bedroom that my brother used to use. I see a man in the far corner finishing doing something I can't see, but somehow I know he is planting a bomb. The man jumps when he looks up and sees me. It seems he knows why I have come, but that doesn't seem To bother him. He smiles and says I'm too late. Nothing will stop the plan now. He laughs and seems more than a little crazy. He says nothing can stop him. There is a large decorative disc hanging on the wall. It looks like an oversized shield. The man says we will now die together. I hear the bomb beeping. It's about to explode! I grab the shield and use it to push the surprised man back on top of the bomb he'd just planted. He barely has time to yell out "NO!" before the bomb goes off with a loud bang. I feel the force of the blast push up on the shield but it doesn't penetrate the shield. The blast has been somehow contained. I don't have time to wonder about that before I wake.
July 1st - I was in my office with my tutor (internships) . And there was something to do or wait, and then they say we have to restore everything from some data. There was candy. And then it was another friend and chat about internships. July 3rd - Somethng with my USB cable ( i lost it in WL). I found it and grab it. I have to say, between those dreams, i was very stressed and sick. July 5th - I apparead in a subway, but before that i was in my university, we were in a class room and said that a student gets beat up . and then show us a video where 3 guys showed up hit him on a play park. I am in the airport and the 3 guys showed up with 2 bats and a knife, i can fight with 2 but the third one stabs me in the stomach and i ran. i get a call from my aunt saying that i have to finish my market report (WL im doing one), i found myself ina subway again and the 3 guys showedup again. I can beat them but they are made from water¿, i pass the subway and enter in the wagon rail, suddenly there was a wagon full of water or made of water that if i touch i die¿ . I inform the station and we enter on a weapon room with schwaznegger and the rock¿ and get arms to beat them, i manage to beat the lider, same with the others and wake up. July 6th - I was in a mall and we are going to eat pizza, walk to a hallway full of people and they were selling sutff . I thnk that i had my own store. ate a pizza in a closed pizza store. Something about coakrches, or a world full of coackroches. All of this non - lucid
Connor McStrange I'm outside where all the press media are. I can see Connor, Aldo and the Asian ring card girl. Asian looks odd, and so does Connor. He's wearing a Flared up white shirt and goofy sun glasses. He's acting diff. He's resting his head on Aldo and even shook his hand. Connor was moving around in an odd way. Unsteady Distiller I turned on Distilled and I went to check on it and the carpet was wet in the bath room. The glass catcher kept rising up. I couldn't figure it out. Dad was cracking it cause of what I was doing. I used wooden board thinking it was the carpet that was the problem. Saw 2 dogs on couch, A big timid one and a smaller one with its back turned. The smaller seemed like the alpha. Weedy Mistake I'm looking at a screen of videos and photos. The guy is in the gym doing odd and funny things in the vids and photos . He has a wheel chair strapped to a exercise machine. On the other side of machine he has a cooked chicken strapped to it. Another photo is of him with crazy hair going to the side of him, comparing himself to a character that was next to him.I'm on top of a garage and some dude is ripping a bong. He decides to get down because a police officer is there. He tells the cop that his just gonna finish ripping the bong. Cop is ok with that. I have some weed near me and put it on top of the shed, hoping that he wouldn't see it. The cop inspects on the shed and notices the weed near me. He first thinks it may only be leaf but reckons there's about a gram of bud. He says he'll charge us with that also. One of the guys I was with gives me a glare because I could have at least hid it in a better place. Those Are Not Tennis Balls I'm at my house and I order myself tennis balls. I think i I order a lot of them. Some guys arrive, including my brother and maybe a couple others. I see that my tennis balls have arrived. They're not all just normal tennis balls. There are oranges as well. Some big ones and small ones. I'm bummed out a bit cause i couldn't see any normal sized tennis balls. Eventually I see them arrive. There's a truck out the front and black trolleys that are carrying all the stuff. I look on the bright side and realize I can eat some of the fruit. I try one of the mandarins, and it doesn't taste very sweet. I'm looking in the fridge in the garage I think, and I hear Jamie Lenden. I look up and have a chat to him. He misheard me and thought I said I was tired, because he said "well that sucks cause you won't be able to root bitches". At first I thought he was saying i lost weight instead of being tired. Jamie looks a bit different, maybe a bit thiner and stranger looking in the face. The company that bought me the tennis balls must have laid for concrete near the drain near the back garage door. I thought it wasn't the best of ideas due to it raining a little. Im back outside and am about to come back inside. I catch a reflection of myself and style my hair a little, which seems longer then normal. This is me being self conscious. I'm in Robs lounge room and I see REX. He's struggling a little and I fear that it may be his heart. A few odd sensations happen in this scene. I think about if there's tablets and if I could get them easily one a Sunday, also of Rob would crack it for letting tablets run out. Beep Beep Kayley I'm in the car with Kayley and it feels like we're in springvale. Someone horns at her in the distance and she knows who it was. She says she's going to turn back and see her, and I'm cool with it. I tell her jokingly that she's an odd one for knowing the sound of her friends horns. I see a photo of the girl we're seeing. We arrive at a car park to meet her. Kayley walks over to her and I'm not too far behind jogging. I feel like I'm wearing hipster clothes. The plain t-shirt feels like it's moving over my chin as a jog. I feel confident in myself atm. Kayleys friend greets me, I'm surprised she knew my name. I was thinking of shacking her hand as this was the first time meeting her.
#447 - ? - 4:44AM Originally Posted by tl;dr I was somehow lucid in the void and decided to have a lightsaber battle as Darth Vader. I started in a TIE fighter but ended dueling on some small floating platform over cloud city. The battle seemed planned and I got bored so I killed the Jedi.Another Jedi surprises me with an attack to my ankle. The pain wakes me up. I am at a low level of lucidity while floating in the dream bardo (void). For whatever reason, I have Star Wars on my mind and I seriously want a light saber battle. I am not sure how to get it started so I just say the mantra, "I am Darth Vader.", until something takes shape. First I am in the cockpit of a TIE fighter in a low orbit over some very cloudy planet. For the briefest moment, I marvel the curved horizon, but tell myself not to get lost in the details because, I know that space flight can get very tricky when I worry too much about visuals. Next, I get some imagery of myself morphing from Lord Vader to a Stormtrooper and It becomes very confusing. Luckily, I am able to shake it off as I focus on descending to the surface of the unknown planet. As my view tilts downward, I am suddenly out of the spacecraft and floating on a type of saucer-shaped, floating platform just big enough to stand on. I am above a very thick and infinite cloud barrier expecting to battle and I quickly search out a Jedi to attack. There is on that looks similar to my Co-Worker B on another floating platform. I move into attack as I flick my wrist and blind summon a lightsaber. I briefly heard the signature sound and see a red beam, then it vanishes. Again, I remember this is normal for me and I remind myself not to get caught up on the eye candy. The feeling of the lightsaber is very vivid in my hand as I swing to attack the man from behind. He turns to parry my attack just in time. I make several efforts to hit, but each one it deflected with ease. Both of our light sabers seem invisible until me make contact. Then, and only then, are our weapons visible and bright with the appropriate sound effects. I am disappointed with the battle and I get the sense of dueling my shadow. Each attack feels forced and each parry feels planned. I quickly tire of this and maneuver my feet back and out , aking an arching motion, causing me to spin around the Jedi and allowing me to quickly thrust my lightsaber into his left shoulder blade. There is some hesitation of the visual, but I force this one wanting to see my energy blade push out his chest. His sword arm relaxes and I catch his lightsaber, quickly pocketing it like some souvenir that I'll never get to appreciate. Before I have another thought, a second and identical Jedi attacks from my left. He zooms past me and deftly stabs a large hole in my right ankle. There isn't any sensation until he unexpectedly puts two fingers into my wound and lets his weight hang on my leg. An agonizing dull ache shoots up my leg and causes me to wake up.
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I noticed I didn't have this dream online, and it is one of the most current and frustrating K dreams I have had, so I wanted to go over my oddly very detailed dream notes and vivid memory of the dream and make an official dream journal memory I could go back over later, even when my dream notes have been lost. I am going down the street where some of my paternal extended family lives. I see lights up in the sky, flying in very choreographed patterns. I am sure they are UFOs and near by. I half walk half run towards the lights. In a usually vacant field is a floating eyeball of fire, just like the eye in lord of the rings, complete with a lava tower beneath it and what looks like lava pooling out from around it on the ground. There are two girls with me, one's name is Melissa but I don't really know her or anyone like her in waking life, the other I don't even have a dream name for. The eye and lava tower become a man in a white robe with a giant eyeball mask on his head. He's running towards us throwing fire balls at us, and I happen to dodge and catch one of the robe sleeves throwing him off balance and knocking his mask off. Under the mask, he's just a nasty sweaty guy with a seriously runny nose. The runny boogers are so bad they are trailing a couple of feet down from his nose and when he tries to catch his balance sans the mask, the boogers whip out to land across my arm. Gross! We break into an empty home nearby to wash up a bit, and I take off the jacket I am wearing that got snot on it. The home owners are returning, so we run out the back door and through the woods behind the house. I briefly worry about my jacket that I left behind linking me to the break in, but my dream brain quickly stops caring. On the other side of the woods, we find a graveyard and it's sunrise. there's a truck parked out on a maintenance path, and there's a form standing outside the truck. When we get closer to the truck I realize the form is K, but his face and body are all swollen up from some sort of crazy allergic reaction to something. I wake up. I fall back asleep thinking of the previous dream, and this time find myself walking back through the same graveyard. I am following K, though he is far ahead of me, and he quickly arrives at a house. I try to speak to him, but he is scrambling around and basically blowing me off muttering about dream research he has to do. He isn't swollen up anymore, and he looks older, haggard even. I go downstairs upset and trying to just get away from this unusual rejection. Downstairs, the basement of this house is filled to the brim with boxes and all kinds of old bikes and random junk. I manage to squeeze my way through over and around all the mess to a window. I open the window and climb through to find myself in the front yard. There's a yard sale going on in the front yard, and there are people that my dream self knew as friends sitting on the steps chatting, as well as a couple of little dogs running around the yard amid the items displayed for sale. K has walked out the front door and is still mumbling about dream research. I tell him that we are in a dream right now, and we could research better together if we could just find each other! The sudden admission that I am in a dream causes me to have a false awakening. I wake up with my cheek on a dark wooden floor facing a set of stained glass front doors. I walk towards and through those doors, and as I do the new looking floors age and become worn out looking as well as the rest of the house. When I am out in the neighborhood, I decide that K's house from earlier in the dream will be in this neighborhood, I just have to walk in the direction that feels right. I find the house with the yard sale, and K is on the front porch still. There is a rolling chair on the sidewalk near the steps he is standing and the friends are sitting on. I sit down in the rolling chair and tell him my name and the city and state I live in. He says something about "Faust" and "Curro", I am confused because his words sound muffled and distorted. I ask him to repeat them and I reach for a laptop on the ground nearby thinking I will look the words up as he tells them to me. Once again, his words are muffled and distorted and I wake up trying to concentrate on them too hard. K was very out of character in this dream. Instead of the usual calm, collected, bad ass who always seems like he has everything under control and can protect me from anything my dreams throw at me, his allergic reaction and almost frantic mumbling about dream research made him seem very weak and very much a mess incapable of even caring for himself. In the end, he was able to kind of pull himself together and actually try to accomplish something, but even then the lack of clarity in his words and voice was very different from usual. I've contemplated that this was not really a K dream, but then no one has ever had the same feel as K in dreams, and there was no mistaking it in this dream. I have also wondered if perhaps I somehow made it into one of those random dreams we all have where our stresses and anxieties take over and we just fall apart where he was unable to control himself, assuming that K is another dreamer and not just a special dc. Then there's always the chance that my own fears and anxieties over hardly ever dreaming of K anymore caused me to dream that he was falling apart.
Well after a week of visiting my grandmother's and being unable to record my dreams, my dream recall plummeted... a lot. So even though this is just a dream fragment I am very happy I remembered at least a little of one of my dreams because I haven't remembered a dream since I visited my grandmother's which was two weeks ago. It was even semi-lucid instead of non-lucid. I was in a very fancy building with red wallpaper with a gold vine-like design on it. It was probably a restaurant though since I remember seeing tables with a white table cloth over it with dishes, utensils, and vases and it. The floor was wooden and shiny. I remember walking down a stair case in the restaurant leading to an exit in which I met a girl and talked to her. I don't remember what either of us said. I then walked out of the building which led to a shopping square at night. I couldn't see the shop names since it was too dark. I talked to a few people outside. That's all I could remember.
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