dream : comments : lucid 14th of January, 2012 Finally, I'm up to date with my online journal! This was a pretty bizarre one, too. I don't remember how it started but my recollection comes in when I was going downstairs into this dingy little store to buy fried chicken. After I got it, me and two others went to commit some sort of crime. It basically involved being in this field and sneaking around but there were lights everywhere and we got caught pretty much straight away and were arrested. I’m not sure if we actually ever went to jail, but most of the dream we were on our way there in some form or another. Except for one part in the middle where I was in a jungle village with monster people. But I have no idea what that was about. Anyway, at one point my uncle was driving us to jail when I noticed lightning striking in a field nearby. It was really slow moving and kind of seeped from the sky into the ground. We went to check it out and where it had struck there were wispy streaks of plasma all over the ground. It looked totally awesome. My uncle got too close to the stuff and it jumped towards him and zapped him. Though you couldn’t really call it a ‘zap’; it was too mellow. Where it touched him, it was like when you put your finger over a torch and your skin glows red. In fact, come to think of it, the whole thing was like those Plasma Balls, slow moving and glowing where you touch it...but more wispy. So he slumped over and was all kinds of screwed up having just been electrocuted but I jumped in and revived him. I went over to check more closely this strange material and discovered that it was in fact coming out of camembert cheese! We jumped back into the car and did some burnouts through an outdoor kitchen and then settled down and continued on our way to jail. Somehow we ended up on a train that was filling with gas, so this guy gave me earphones to put on that played music that turned into oxygen. I told him that was stupid and couldn’t possibly work but then the train crashed down a mountainside anyway. Somehow we all survived (it was a Hell of a wreck) and wound up back on another, more Western style steam train where some dusty cowboy was trying to give people a baby. I’m sure more happened but I can’t remember the rest and frankly, don’t really want to.
Updated 01-16-2012 at 05:49 AM by 52392
dream : comments : lucid 13th of January, 2012 I was walking around Hong Kong with Nooks and Acka. It was really mountainous and old-style. Like I was in the 15th century or something. Anyway, it quickly became modern and I went down into Discovery Bay (a place where lots of ex-pats live on one of the islands). As we were approaching, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint ran past. There was a mini-Rupert as well who was crying, so I gave him a big plastic gold coin which didn't help the situation at all. We started hanging out with them (Daniel Radcliffe joined us at some point in time) and we were just all lazing around. Later we were preparing to go out partying and Emma had this spray stuff that made your collar more shiny. She also sprayed it all over my shirt and it turned into a waterproof trench coat. I decided I looked stupid and got annoyed.
Updated 01-16-2012 at 01:00 AM by 52392
dream : comments : lucid 12th of January, 2012 Two big, vivid dreams this night. The second one kicked ass, as well. I was waiting in a classroom of some sort. I knew Nooks had gone somewhere and I was alone for the week so I asked Mel if she knew anything fun to do around here... ...I was walking through the snow and we went into a shopping centre that had all these arcade machines and stores. To play the games, you had to swipe a card through a little slot, but ours didn't work (I think they were pirated cards or something) so the cashiers took our photos and we bailed. Out the front, some kid intentionally sneezed on my face so I beat him and his two friends up and threw him off the balcony and into a fountain below. I walked off feeling all badass. Suddenly I had a bike and was walking with Acka down a wide lane. Some German kids were doing graffiti and being menacing towards us. Acka got spooked and went home and I walked into a hostel at the end of the alley. Mel was there again and was really drunk. I wandered around and suddenly it was supposedly Naomi's house, so for some reason I took a whizz in her bin and then wanted to go home. I didn't have any car keys, so I asked Tim to take me. I went outside again and it was daytime. Opposite the laneway was an Aussie pub and I remembered that Jimmy Barnes wanted me to order some drinks, so I went in and bought three different types but didn't have enough money to pay. I hid two of the bottles amongst some lettuce. ----- With Caz, Nooks and some other people playing a Pilot Wings type game. We went outside and found ourselves in Atlantis. It was pretty beautiful, I must say. I climbed up the lovely buildings and onto a mezzanine level where I found a drainpipe that was dispensing fresh water but Caz only wanted to brush her teeth with hot water. At that point, the city began to collapse and sink into the ocean so we ran to this giant stone circle that was broken in half and hanging above the city square. As it collapsed, we just managed to join the pieces back together and fell into the water while riding it. As it sank, the disc began to spin and the interior filled with a Stargate like material except it was divided into segments, each with a different image on it. Later we discovered that they were each a portal into a different era- specifically a bad day in the life of a person from one particular bloodline. We jumped into the first segment and found ourselves in an old galleon that was sinking. The captain was the person in the bloodline but was also Hugh Laurie and we decided that this was an excellent time to hang out in the on board hot tub, which we did. As the ship sank we jumped back into the disc and emerged in a WWII junkyard that was filled with derelict buses and plane carcasses. I drew a goatee on this fat, jovial soldier (I think it was meant to be a Hitler moustache, but they got the joke anyway) who was the person we were visiting this time. The dream began to slowly lose focus shortly after that. There were several other portals we didn’t go through; I remember one being a Roman farm/countryside and one was an expansive image of a beautiful purple spiral galaxy. I wish I’d gone to that one and seen who the relative was.
Updated 01-16-2012 at 01:01 AM by 52392
dream : comments : lucid 11th of January, 2012 Just some fragments of this one, but still, better than nothing! We were celebrating New Years at a lovely hotel. It was like an old arcade/mall- like something you'd find in Melbourne or London. For some reason the celebrations started at 2am instead of midnight. I remember thinking at the time that was really odd. Probably should have done a RC. During the celebrations (or was it before? I think this was one of those timeshifting dreams where you forsee the coming events) aliens/transdimensional beings invaded the hotel and caused these giant security doors to lock down into seperate compartments. I tried to convince people that transdimensional beings were behind it all, but no one believed me. We went outside and saw the hotel was built into the side of a hill and started mixing cocktails for everyone. ----- We were driving around and Acka had a bomb that he wanted to plant in someone's house. ----- I was playing a Batman video game that I'm pretty sure was my take on Arkham City. I was walking him around a new development in a city but he moved infuriatingly slowly.
dream : comments : lucid 10th of January, 2012 I kept dropping in and out of lucidity throughout the whole night. The dream, as far as I can recall, started off with us at some kind of western style ranch. We were having a campfire and drinking ol' style Whisky and such. I noticed a homestead a little bit away and we went up to it to check it out. I walked around a bit, admiring how interesting everything looked in my half-lucid state. After a little scrounging, I found this outdoor patio type area that had heaps (like HEAPS) of guns mounted all over the walls. Eventually things got a bit heated and some guys who I think owned the place approached me, at which point I picked two revolvers off the wall and started examining them. Evidently that was just the incentive one of the guys neded and he proceeded to shoot me in the neck. I lay dying for a bit and then things start to get hazy... ----- On a cruise ship doing some fencing (the sword type, not the wooden type). I was wearing the usual mask and remember some guy being really weird to me about it- I'm not exactly sure why, but I recall thinking he was a total dick at the time. Suddenly I found myself on land and walked around a bit admiring the sights; it was a small village with water through it, similar to Venice or something like that. Again, I was partially lucid at this point but not really in control per se. I turned around and noticed the cruise ship was really small, more a yacht in the canal. I gained a bit more lucidity and attempted to make it big again but ended up making myself huge as well. I climbed onto the side of the ship and peeped onto the deck, attempting to see the tiny people aboard, but couldn't make anything out. While I was there, some narration started about dinner or something and I started having these overlaid image flashes of the most delicious looking food ever! ----- The last one is really fragmentory. I know at the time it was a cohesive dream, but I forgot a lot of the content on waking. Nooks and I moved house into a less impressive apartment. The courtyard had an awesome harbour view that was for some reason obstructed by tall walls on all sides. Lots of time spent in the carpark fixing lights and flying around and stuff. There were HEAPS of cars- thousands of them. Something to do with fixing a graphics card by plugging in these bio-wires on the wall of one of the parking spaces.
Updated 01-16-2012 at 01:02 AM by 52392
dream : comments : lucid 8th of January, 2012 This dream kept repeating in on itself, albeit slightly differently each time. I kept being late for work to begin with. First my car wouldn't work, then the next time I had a motorbike but forgot my bag, then it was raining and I couldn't leave for some reason. All in all it was really frustrating coz I spent many dream-hours just doing nothing. Later on I was in a strange chinatown type place and going out to dinner with George Bush's son (does he even have a son?) but I told him I was late for work again and ran away. Found myself on a boat and sailed it over the land, across pebbles and down a stream in the wilderness. Eventually I ended up beached and went up a hill to go see these people I was supposed to meet who were riding quad-bikes. As I approached, a tank appeared on the horizon and started ominously coming towards us. I jumped on the bikes and rode back to town. The dream started again. Instead of a boat, we were walking through the wilderness with Bear Grylls. He told me I should have invented dirt because "it's pretty useful"! We ended up back on the pebbly beach but this time a fat guy was waiting on a dock for us. There was a bed in the water under the dock being kept afload by balloons. The fat guy pushed us in the water and we swam ashore and again approached the quad-bikes. Except this time they were people with plastic bags picking up rubbish off the hill. I grabbed a bag and shook it by the handles to "make it come to alive". Instead, it turned into one of those bouncy ear-ball things that you ride on. It got a hole in it which I tried to fix and then bounced back to the city.
dream : comments : lucid 7th of January, 2012 It was my birthday party. People were playing Mario Kart in a basement and generally fooling around. We went to Subway to get a giant sub/burger type thing that was all greasy and disgusting. Clinton said that he'd eaten one by himself before. When we got back, Sean had cornrows. I asked the other guys if they'd "rather have a lawn mower, or a cornrower?" I woke up and loled big time.
dream : comments : lucid 6th of January, 2012 I went back to school with Ben and had to buy a tie. After venturing around for a while, I saw this crazy fight between a psychic guy who had glowing eyes and this huge tank of a man. After a while they merged together to form one being and came after me. We were flying around the room fighting and shooting lightning at each other- it was really scary. ----- At a theatre performance in this super ornace palace type place- all guilded walls and conices. I was watching the performance and then realised I wasn't wearing any clothes so I ran into the bathroom and hid. Eventually I realised I had to face my shame, so I snuck out but an Indian family wanted to thank me for helping them. They shook my hand and didn't really mention that I was butt naked at all. At some point during the proceedings I found myself looking at a spiky roof. I tried to do a dream check and my hands were invisible, even though I could feel myself moving them. I tried to increase lucidity and get up, but was paralyzed. I could feel my dream body moving, but my vision was staying the same.I slowly began to realise that I actually had my eyes open in real life and was looking at my roof but was moving my dream body.
Updated 01-16-2012 at 01:03 AM by 52392
dream : comments : lucid 31st of December, 2011 Final dreams of the year, and they were doozies! Not quite nightmares, but pretty dodgy. I was at work trying to organise the best possible proposal for Nooks. I spent hours trying to organise a horse and carriage with a nice message printed on its numberplate. For some reason I chose to make a portion of the writing red which, when I finally got it all printed off looked crap. When I tried to change it, they told me they didn't have any spares and couldn't make any more. I wept my little heart out on the stairs for ages, screaming and hitting the pavement. Then I realised I hadn't even organised the carriage yet and decided to postpone the whole endeavour until tomorrow. Later on, I was at a party where a whole bunch of nerdy guys got into a hilarious, dweeby fight. At the party, this one guy had a "vomit maker" on, which was basically a bunch of leather straps tied around his body that looked like they'd been there for years. He said it was to help him be a better Satanist as it always kept him feeling sick and angry. Of course. I left the party and was approached by some guys who doused me in a flammable liquid and set me alight. I ran onto the grass but they had a whole field of sprinklers that kept shooting his stuff all over me and keeping me on fire. I dug down into the dirt to extinguish myself and eventually broke through into an awesome underground Minecraft area. It was huge and like a parallel world under the ground with blocky T-Rexes and stuff. I remember just looking around in awe before the dream faded. ----- Walking near the road where some firemen were giving a hands on demonstration of their truck. When he was opening a valve, one really badly cut his hand open and put a wrench on it to pinch the skin back together. I walked across the road where this guy on a moped was driving madly in the wrong direction, he skidded in front of this guy driving his tractor down the road and then hit the kerb and bailed off. He stood up and stared and me with crazy-ass ice addict eyes then charged at me as fast as he could and stabbed me in the stomach.
dream : comments : lucid 23rd of November, 2011 I was watching/starring in some TV show called Melrose's Place. It was this really 90's sitcom about this monster chick named Melrose who had dreadlocks and wore cargo pants and was generally pretty awesome. She was like a person in a costume, or a muppet or something. But cooler looking. ----- Tom Hanks and Rachel Weisz were sitting on an elephant. A narrator said "There was their world, and then three more..." It was like a poster or a trailer for a cool sci-fi, drama, fantasy type movie, and when I woke up I thought it sounded pretty deep. Like a translation from old Indian scripture or something.
dream : comments : lucid 5th of May, 2011 This is one of the more memorable dreams I've ever had, and is a pretty intimate one for me. I flew into New York with Jono, Colin and Nooks. We dropped from the sky into the ocean and swam ashore- it was raining and a guy in a car sped past us on the road as we emerged. Our hotel was a strange, small building across and in the water and you had to wade to it- the ocean was apparently only shin deep. When we arrived we walked up the stairs that lead out of the water and into our separate rooms. The guys wanted to do something but I took ages to get changed into board shorts. When I finally changed, I asked where Jono was and Colin said that he was at work as a DJ and had been living in New York for several months. Fair enough. We strolled into the city and came into a kind of piazza area surrounded by small stalls and bordered on all sides by large, red brick buildings. I set fire to some paper and blew up a stall. People thought it was awesome. I looked up the cobbled road where a bunch of 70’s styled women crashed their giant limo- front and back. I came across Jono and wanted him to come with us to party but he said he hadn’t been for a run yet. At that point I saw some shady looking characters lurking around and Jono put on a police hat and ran after them. I told Nooks and Colin and they freaked out. As we chased Jono more gangsters came so I ducked into a little trinket store but the gangsters followed me in and ordered everyone onto the ground. They shot me in the head as well as everyone else. I survived and pretended to be dead. They shot me several times more and then spoke about their plans while I was trying to be as still as possible and not breathe. After a while they left but I continued pretending. I kept that up for hours or days as people passed by. Even in my dream it felt like a really, really long time. Eventually some guys put me on a cart and took me into a house. Two of them went upstairs so I decided to scare the other guy by ‘coming back to life’. When the other two came down, I told them what had happened and concluded that I must be immortal. As we talked, the gangsters ran past and the guys shut the door as quickly as they could, but that drew the baddies’ attention. They stormed in and I pretended to be dead again. Head gangster Andy Garcia (what?) sat down and checked me. I tried and tried to hold my breath but eventually exhaled. As I did I woke up... ...in the same room? Huh? The guys, minus the gangsters were there and told me I was safer in this existence and “what’s awake really mean, anyway?” They said I should just make the most of my day, even if it was a dream. Okay! I went upstairs and was back in our hotel room from before. I remembered that I wanted to find out what music was like in dreams, so after checking myself out in the mirror, I found a toilet/glowing stereo thing. It was actually really awesome looking and totally feasible. The sound was dodgy when I tried to get it to work and wouldn’t play clearly. After fiddling with it for ages I finally got it to play: “Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you dooooown...” (o_O) Damn you subconscious! Rickrolled by my own mind. Touché sir. I went back to the mirror and decided to jump through it, which I did. I became the reflection. I jumped off the balcony and onto the back of one of those canvas covered trucks. It was a weird brick city and the brick road was watery and cracked. I checked my hands and everything was stable so I hopped off the truck, looked around, then did a flip and flew into the air. I wanted to fly to the planets, but it was like the never-ending staircase from Mario 64; every time I looked back, I hadn’t gone any higher. Eventually I gave up and dived headfirst like a bullet into the ground, crashing through into an underground chasm. It was really pretty and glowy- fluorescing rocks and water. I walked through the shaft and came across a face on a rock made of mossy orange fungus stuff. It spoke in a scary, profound tone. I took it to be my true subconscious and he asked me what kind of person avoids their dreams- that I should be doing what I’ve wanted to do since I was three and was mad for not doing more acting. It gave me some deep insights and words of wisdom before I lost lucidity and woke up. This dream was truly immense in both scale and content. It provided me with insight, joy, laughs and full-on action. It let me do some dream experiments and put me in touch with myself more than any other dream I can recall having. I woke up deeply moved and immediately wrote down as much as I could remember.
Updated 01-16-2012 at 01:04 AM by 52392
29th of April, 2011 On a road trip with Nooks somewhere in the US. Stopped and got out into a curious little plaza* adjacent to a road. It was a wonderful, sunny day. We went for a stroll around the neighbourhood and noticed that all the houses were really odd. All totally unique and situated among each other unlike anything I’ve ever encountered in the dream or waking life. Some had ramparts, others were really thin and windy, lots were colourful. It was kind of Suess-ish in a more ‘normal’ way. I mentioned that it would be a really awesome place to go trick-or-treating. Anyway, we found ourselves walking in a roughly hewn underground tunnel with dingy electric lights hanging from the roof. At some point during our walk I realised it was a dream and we exited the tunnel into a lovely green, bright forest. We went jumping around. Nooks was sitting in the grass playing an instrument– guitar or violin. I lay down in the grass and tried to shrink myself just for fun. It kind of worked but was a bit of a struggle so instead I climbed a tree to see the cool houses again but woke up. Lay still in bed trying to get back to sleep. Found myself climbing (literally, up the cabinets and stuff) in a kitchen and was still lucid. I ran down the hallway at speed and vaulted without a second thought over the balcony, falling at speed and crushing my car all awesome superhero style. I jogged down the street and decided to see my special door** again. As I approached it, I woke up. *Why am I always dreaming of plazas? **See the DJ Entry "The First Recorded Lucid"
Updated 01-13-2012 at 10:16 AM by 52392
21st of April, 2011 Standing in a kitchen with Daniel. I began discussing with him about what we’d do if it was a dream. Eventually he just said “it is!”, so I did a hand check and even though they looked reasonably normal, concluded that it was a dream. Without really doing much else, I remembered I wanted to do the Breath test.* I took a big breath (slightly larger than usual) and began to realise I could feel my true self breathing. I woke up after feeling my hands in my bed. *This is an idea I had regarding whether or not your breathing correlates between the sleeping and waking self. After doing it I discovered it’s actually a pretty well known experiment, similar to how the eyes of a dreamer in the real world mimic the movements of the sleeping self. Even though I didn’t break any new ground, I’m pretty stoked I can be coming up with experiments that professionals think of!
20th of April, 2011 I'm in a house. Something was goig on when suddenly I jumped out the window and began flying through the night sky and back yard. I swam around in the air for a while before discovering that sucking some gas helps make you fly better. Helium, maybe? I was tearing around the trees and did a Tom Cruise style flyby of people having a conversation while I sang the Top Gun theme song. ----- In Hong Kong looking at the Bank of China building. I went inside and asked if I could see "The Agency". Toddled up the escalator and came to an awesome TimeZone like place, filled with zany games. After going downstairs and checking out all the machines, I went through a door into the Agency. Some dude I'd met before complained that his sandwich was cold. The Agency was this really bohemian building with wooden floors and a skateboard ramp. Introduced myself at the table and then casually strolled outside and began planting veggies.
24th of January, 2011 I had a nap in the study at Nooks' house and could hear her typing in the background the entire time I was asleep. Began in a hilly township. I was walking down a red brick paved path but it was far too steep and slippery so I slid down it on my butt and got worried my pants would be ruined. The dream was already unstable at this point and I was questioning things. At the bottom of the hill there was a quaint little red brick plaza and I was wearing rollerblades- doing jumps down stairs and stuff. Some pros bumped into me and got annoyed. At some point my brother, Nooks and some others were around – out the front of a shop or something- and we were talking. Some other adventures happened and we ended up outside/inside a shop with these weird Emu-puppet costumes and Warhammer type toys. While I was browsing my tooth started to hurt so I touched it and noticed it was wobbly. Awwww Hell No it ain’t! Did a hand dream check and all my fingers were bent backwards. I did a little dance and asked to increase lucidity.* In my excitement I discovered I was in my house, so I took a stroll around admiring the accuracy of the recreation then climbed out the window and flew around, which I found much easier than usual and did a sort of breast stroke. I flew around for a while looking at houses and taking in the dreamscape then landed and did some looking around. I had to keep spinning and rubbing my hands to keep the dream stable. It was a street at night time. The grass was damp on the front lawns. I turned around in hopes of a scenery change but it stayed the same. I looked up at a streetlight and noticed it was more an unfocussed orb of light. At that point, I woke up in the study. As a precaution, I checked my hands and noticed they were still funny. YEAH! Had some sexy times (a bit un-lucid) then went outside. I was in another plaza, kind of like one where I used to live. I ran madly along a ledge and noticed a door- wooden with dirty glass panelling and a numbered plaque. “That’ll do” I thought. I jumped down off the ledge and over to the door, took a breath and thought “my perfect place is behind this door”. I pulled it open and was engulfed in a white light. Then I woke up for real. I really want to return to that door one day. *In my experience I find that works best when you just yell it to high heaven, but often when I do that I worry that I'll yell out in real life so when I go lucid I always have this little battle with myself!
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