dream fragment

1. Back in high school

I was walking in a hallway in my first high school. It was undergoing construction, and I had to navigate around the debris on the floor. I turned the corner and saw my old chemistry teacher, MISTER G!!!! He said hi, and I said how ya doin. After walking past him, I turned into this giant drug den-type area. It had a really high ceiling, and brightly colored furniture and rug that were at least yellow and red. I got the impression that there were people having sex behind some boxes, but I had to find a toilet so I walked in. I found one near the back, and it had a fluffy pink covering on the lid. I asked if I could use it, and a voice behind the boxes got angry. The voice belonged to Hilary Duff, who emerged from behind the large wall of boxes. She was definitely purple and was really mad at me for wanting to use the toilet. She started chasing me, and I ran away super fast. I turned a corner, and an Indian woman was now chasing me very slowly. I thought this was hilarious and was like you're gonna have to run faster than that to get me. She started speeding up, but I left her in the dust

2. Chillin in an apartment

I was in an apartment that was a mix between where I'm living now, and my old home back in the hood. I was sitting behind a desk. Dimly lit. To my right and left were both rooms. The right room was empty, but A and a girl were chillin in the left room. I decided this would be a pretty good time to answer the bone-a-phone and proceeded to get to it. After bludgeoning the beefsteak, my roommates walked in. Later, I was talking to my mom.

3. Chillin with the ppl
I think I'm with PL and the Man of Mizetery, and they're filling out forms or something. There asking me why I'm not, and I say I'm not gonna learn this twice; I'm just gonna read it once. (There's definitely more to this one. Maybe something with magic the gathering cards and...maybe it's actually in a hotel?)

4. Chillin with the ppl again
I'm back in another apartment chillin with PL and the Man of Mizetery again. PL is talking about medications. Arthur tells him that he thought PL was a junkie. They laugh. I'm later cooking with PL in another room and there's quite a large pot in front of us. I'm pretty intimidated, because I don't know how to cook and PL likes to eat rice with salt and pepper. I look over at this other guy, who's wearing a chef's outfit (looks pretty similar to red shoe zeff), and he's cooking some green stuff that looks like broccoli or something. I ask PL if he really knows how to cook. I'm later outside. I think it's during sunset, and I'm standing on this cliff. There's a pretty trill breeze. I check my email (on a phone), and I say an email from Labooza zabuza that was meant for another HorseLime but spelled differently. The email says your dad is handsome, and there's a picture of a bald guy.

5. Flyin in the sky like a mofo
I'm exploring up on this brick red cliff. I happen upon a plateau, and there are feathers lying around. I'm pretty sure I'm toon Link. Particularly one golden/rainbow feather. This super quick flying thing starts darting around me in the sky, and I realize I best stop playin around. I grab the feather, which is hovering on a raised up rock, and the thing swoops down and grabs me. The flying thing is the bird dude from skyward sword, and I'm pretty nervous when I look down and see a bunch of clouds. My sister is flying on a bird next to me, and she's like why you playing video games right now. I look down and see I am indeed holding a 3DS that has the seen of me flying on a bird displayed on the screen. This makes me pretty dizzy and more scared about falling.

6. Franky is a bamf
I'm in yet another apartment looking around for some money. (This might be the same one from 3) I realize there's no money in any of the cans in the cupboards, and the poor family living there somehow communicates to me that Franky has used the money for upgrades. I then see Franky, from before the timeskip, standing on ocean waves. There's mist around him and as it unveils, I can see he has this super cool dark look going on, which is apparently related to the money. He has two huge holes in his chest (again part of the upgrades). One of the holes is filled with this golden object, and it's making him super strong (I'm under the impression he could add another object in the second hole and increase his power level yet again). There are two warships near him partially hidden by the mist, and he's about to destroy them with a huge blast.

7. Playin basketball with a dude from my past
I'm on this basketball court near the entrance. I see to my left our team's bench with coach dum-dum prominently standing there. I shift my focus to the court and see Antman on the court. He's hustling on defense (which is on the side of the court near me), but when he gets the ball on offense he goes for a no look pass, which is off target, then strikes a pose, again without looking to see where the ball went. DD takes him out, and Antman goes off the court, walking past me, and to the locker room down the hall. I go follow him to be like yo that pose was dope. I enter the locker room (to make sure he's all right as my physical dream journal reads) and walk by two fat white dudes, who complain their knees are moderately aching (I believe this is related to my thoughts on approximate knowledge earlier in the day). I don't know what happens next, but at some point Antman exits as another person (Mohingle? Omar?), and I think man I hope I can pronounce his name. Eventually, the real Antman emerges with a bunch of black girls behind him. At least one has curly hair.

Fragments:
-I walked into this zen garden type area and tried fixing a chair.(tonight)
-At a grocery store playin with some nerf guns. Later tried to avoid the ppl working there. Left and jumped up on the sidewalk. In an ice cream truck or something looking for snacks. Grabbed some beef jerky(past)
-In an area with tons of tubes with different color fluids flowing through them. I have a birds eye view of it. I'm under the impression it's some sort of electronics. I think I start chillin in one of the tubes and get pushed around in it (past)
-PL says something is 15 minutes more than he wanted. (tonight)
-Skateboarding? in this circular area with a tent in the middle. I get inside the tent and it has some sick ramps and stuff. (past)
-I'm shuffling playing cards and am worried about the cards bending. I see they're bending at the corners and wonder if I should shuffle them different. (tonight)
-I'm going up an escalator in an airport. I think there are people going to the beach behind me. There's definitely at least one hot asian woman, but I'm under the impression there's multiple sexy women of multiple ethnicities. I'm not wearing a shirt, and I see a guy in front of me who's also shirtless and he's pretty flabby. Seeing this guy's flabs makes me wonder how I look. (tonight)
-In a torn down apartment. Exploring the area outside the apartments outside. (past)
-In this super upscale hotel. Walk by a girl? after coming up an elevator. Steal a fork. Later downstairs. Golden staircase to right with some vegetation. Waterfall. Some tables ahead of me. Brochure about skiing? (past)

June 12, 2014

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Literally all I remember from any dreams I had last night was one fragment about being at my Aunt's house in Indiana, talking to my cousin. I have no idea what we were talking about or what we were doing.

10:30 PM
I was watching television, sitting on a ledge of a cliff of beds (the ledge was a single mattress that butted out of the main column). On the television was a series showing pornstars using their fame to raise awareness for animals. Each image displayed on the screen. Each image consisted of a hurt animal and a woman looking up, with a lot of cleavage, at the camera, in a manner such as "Shame on you." Some of the animals displayed were parrots or dogs. The pornstars would pet the animals in "sexual" ways (not to the animals themselves). At one point I believe there was talk of dead animals and necrophilia.

As a side note, I do not condone this nor do I find pleasure in any of that .

Later on I was looking up cars and writing SQL queries for a business (perhaps Disney). There was talk of giant corporations not needing coverage of 100% of their items.

I also had a view of an angel trying to fly, or giving the illusion of flight. The view consisted of images shoddily ran through like in a flipbook. I was told by someone that by moving the angel in each image, it looks as if its flying.

3:30 AM
I again attempted a WILD and had the following dream:

I was walking behind a girl, naked (her as well), down a street behind another naked girl. I would accidentally brush up against her butt periodically, which resulted in me getting an erection. Suddenly she was on the other side of the street, taking a shower, and I turned away to hide myself. As I turned my eyes fell upon a field in which a lot of different people were playing around. A midget and a taller woman seemed to be in a relationship laughing around, and lots of kids were playing. At this point I was clothed and forgot about the two girls. Amongst this crowd were two pygmies playing with rockets. They would shoot fire at the ends and propel the rockets at people intentionally trying to hurt them.

They were doing a poor job and the woman with the midget pulled out her own rocket launcher, shooting at a building and blowing off parts of it. The pygmies, not wanting to be shown up, decided to shoot three napalm filled rockets in quick succession. Two went off into the distance but one fell short and landed near me. I was able to avoid it, but I saw my sister was also close by. I yelled at her to get away but the napalm caught onto her skin- she turned into a piece of paper that then floated by me and burnt away.

I became enraged and grabbed the pygmies by the scruff of their necks, one in each hand. I found a pond and shoved their faces in, drowning both, though I intended to only get them near drowning so I could repeat the process ad infinitum. I then grabbed a shovel and beat one of them into dust with it. Later on I was with someone, and I lamented to them about the fact that my sister not only died, but suffered greatly during the process. I turned to a tunnel and began crying, and the person with me came in and consoled me. He later described some of his own losses.

I later ended up in a classroom in front of a former teacher. I was still thinking about my sister, and would have to try and stop myself from crying. The teacher then drew an odd toilet on the blackboard. It had a faucet out of the top, where the closet would usually be, and instead of a bowl, it had two drains level to one another. I believe one was for solid waste and the other for liquid. I also think the faucet was meant to serve as a bidet.

The goal was to come up with a marketing strategy to discuss why someone would want to buy this toilet. I started trying to come up with reasons (I don't remember what it was), but the girl behind me decided to start dancing, followed by another dude sitting where she was and poking my head. I told him to quit, as I needed to make progress on this paper.

I return home and come across my mother and my sister, unhurt. I was amazed by this, but it turned out I had an identical half-sister named Nash (I have no idea where this name came from) who died, not her. My mother began talking about a boy and his grandmother, and a similar event that happened with them (one dying presumably). During this talk I poured myself a bowl of curly fries with milk. My mother thought this was gross, but after trying a curly fry, agreed it was good.

Lastly, and disjoint with the rest of the dream, I remember Madison Ivy and Geoff Ramsey with some other girl, creating a porno in a very cheesy way. He was complaining that he needed a bigger butt to rub his moustache in, which was the cue for the other girl to walk to. My view jumped from these two to an elevator I was in, with my dad. It was manually powered, and to operate it required moving a lever vertically (up to go up, down to go down). It was very fast though, and we had to be careful not to hit either the ground or ceiling. Later on I led him on my hands and knees through a scavenger hunt or something.

Date: 06 June

Didn't plan to wbtb but woke up super alert and couldn't fall asleep for quite a while. Had to rush so left only key words and wrote the entry much later. Apart from that I can say that this was probably one of the longest lds I've had.

Ld: I appear on the street in a car, some guy nearby. For some reason I decide to think of my physical body and panic as not to wake myself [have been reading about this on the forum and got some sort of schema infection]. I try to ignore it and concentrate on the dream, get out of the car. On the street, I run into a chick with a black dress, try to kiss her for totm but wake up.

I wait for another dream.

LD: In an apartment with my mom (this dream lasts super long, I don't try to memorize the details though). Mostly spend it in the apartment, walking around and talking to mom, trying not to control or influence her. Very stable. Mom is talking like a normal person. I kiss her on the cheek for totm.

I examine the living room, the objects - wooden Mayan statues like the face of Pacal. Kids collectible toys on nearby shelves - I start to recognize them, false memories, they are mine. This place, I have been here before. I face mom and start questioning her about all this. She explains something about this being in the future and our new place.

What's interesting is that I feel super alert. I scan my awareness and I feel this wakefulness - very alert and just as if in real life. I think it's impossible to be dreaming this alert and yet I'm here. There's an Asian DC in place of mom now and a second DC next to her. I intensely question the first about the dream and place but she only smiles shyly. A moment later something happens super fast - there is some sort of an open box and the Asian woman disappears into it - like genie into a lamp sort of but vanishes to leave the empty open box. The other DC turns into some weird objects - it's hard to tell what they are, they turn to little plastic soldiers then transform into other plastic colorful objects.

I remember the meteor task and go to the window, stare at the sky to see a meteor form out of the nothingness. It then moves from the distance following a twisted trajectory, decelerates to fall in front of the window and into a shallow water that covers the street where it disintegrates. I'm a bit disappointed that there is no showy splash or damage, so repeat the process with two smaller meteorites that fall and dissolve in the same way.

The dream continues and I turn back to the apartment where I hang out more. I begin to feel possible lack of ability to stay here, so I go into the kitchen to drink a glass of refreshing cold water. This helps me feel better and focus. A moment later I decide to fully immense in living in this other place and have breakfast. My mom serves me some eggs, they weren't as delicious as I had hoped for but ok.

At some point my bf arrives, where we discuss the place and future but I lose lucidity.

The next part I recall is that we are strolling on the beach and I'm lucid again, reshaping the beach and calming down the waves.

My recall is completely fragmented at the end but after some more on and off lucidity I end up in a church watching DC wearing weird clothes.

Last night's dream was not entirely lucid, but once I got there it was fantastic. It has been a long time since I recalled a dream in a journal, so there needs to be some practice there, and I was woken up by external things so that bothered me a bit. So things I need to work on are: lucid dreaming, dream recall, dream re-entering (yes, I can do that), and, of course, writing skills.

First, There was the warehouse that I used as a shortcut, like I owned the place. I can't remember what I was running from the first time, but as I entered the building I was given two choices. The men of the warehouse would let me pass if I modeled for them, or they would kick me out and hand me over to whomever I was running from. Actually, as I write this out, I was hiding from my husband. Hrm, that's strange. Yes, I'm married (almost 12 years), but hiding from him is one thing, modelling for strangers is another, and put them together it's just weird. This is the part where I became lucid though and managed to change a few things around. Modelling was fun and it felt good to be appreciated. In the "real world" I am overweight and not happy about it (hence, the closeup of my fact in the profile picture). In my dream, I was hot stuff.

The dream shifted when my sister came to get me for exams. Did I want to sit my college exams or skip them? I chose to sit them. Again, a difference in dream and awake worlds. I don't sit college exams in my current school; it is all online and exams aren't necessary. I got to choose the location as well, and chose Seton Hall. No, I have never been to Seton Hall, but the process of signing in and sitting an exam was exhilarating. I knew the instructor from previous dreams.

That's something worth mentioning. I dream of the same people a lot. That's another entry, I suppose.

At the end of the exam, we were all treated to a performance from the orchestra, led by a student composer about five years my junior. He had dark hair, an electric smile, and bright eyes. They instructor kept bringing up me during the after-party (type thing) and mentioning to the composer that I was lesbian. In a way, that's true, but after a few minutes he leaned over and whispered that he saw my wedding band "glistening in the light". "That's because I'm married, to a man." I replied. His eyebrows raised and I said the obvious "I'm bi." I felt truly uncomfortable at that point and walked away, back to the warehouse.

Because the warehouse had been previously dirty and "manly" I created an elaborate dressing room for myself to hide in so I could change into something less formal and leave. I had just finished packing up my belongings and clothing when somebody opened the door and scared me half out of my wits. But then, I saw behind him, at a distance, the composer, and I wondered what he could possibly want coming towards me. Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to find out, for I was woken up from first my alarm, then my husband's, then our cats. Half the dream is missing in my head because of those continued distractions.

The half that remains lingers, like they always do, like these people are real and tangible.

I have, in fact, met people I have dreamt about, and been places I couldn't have possibly seen prior to. Like when I traveled to Australia, I knew my way around a shopping center having never been there before. I knew what kind of temporary table was set up around the corner. What are the chances? I knew it all like I'd been there a thousand times, yet I hadn't been there even once. And that table, was temporary, just set up, even my friend didn't know it was there.

The same thing happened in Toronto. I knew my way around because I'd been there in my dreams. I knew my friend by the way he walked and the way he "felt."

I'll stop here and make another entry soon.

Date:12th of june.
Total sleep:10 hours.
Supplements: B6 and melatonin.
Daytime Techniques:RC's, mantras, sensory awareness training.
Lucid Techniques:was not lucid.
Recall Techniques: Mantras, dream journal.
Fell Asleep:12.00
Dream Title: sex scandal at the supermarket.
Dream: I only remember bits of the dream, some of it being: Having sex with someone named Suzie? (wtf) Outside of a supermarket. And finging she posted pictures of my penis on the internet to get back at me, for what, i cant remember. Also being by a trailer at the highway, before eventually swimming out to raft in the ocean with my little sister. After we arrive at small raft, we spot a bigger one, and swim out (my little sister clinging to me). When we reach the raft i see a familiar face, Hannah. My memory stops there.
Awake:08.00
Vividness:9
Awareness:2
Length:8
Recall: 2
Emotions/feelings: happines, shame, aroused.
Dream Signs: common DC's (Trym, familiy)
Objects/places/DC's: Supermarket, highway, ocean, trailer, raft, people, alcohol, Trym, George Clooney, Suzie, Hannah, Mia, Video.

Dream fragments: Have a faint memory of a ''beauty and the best'' kinda scene.

Non-lucid, lucid, SP-awake and/or observations

Nap after Work:

.../I'm in the middle of this dream world routine, before going to school. I've just get out of the house and I'm about to go to the bus stop when I realize it's not my waking life and I have dream this sequence before, including the lucidity part. I decide to go on with the plot, so I keep on walking to the bus stop. It's a little bit far from my point of view but I don't mind walking in order to stabilize the dream. I see the bus is already there. I think perhaps I could summon a particular DC in the bus to have some sex. But my body slowly starts to fading out when I realize I stopped feeling my legs.
I'm lying on the bed with my eyes closed. I can partially feel every movement I think about my body although I cannot see it. It's not too difficult to imagine things in this stage. I know I could get back into the dream, so I go on remembering part of the routine I was dreaming before/...
.../I'm getting out of the apartment which is on a higher floor. I realize I can see again and better feel my body. I don't remember other thing but to stabilize the dream. I don't want to lose it thinking too much. I start going down stairs. My body is a little bit blurry and I can still feel myself lying on the bed. so I start slapping my legs and arms to feel them in stead of my real body. It apparently works, so I start going down stairs exaggerating my movements to feel this body. I got to go a couple of floors down but it's too loud out there and I can feel other things which don't make sense in the dreamscape and my body fades out again. I can still feel what I think, but this time it's too loud out here. My wife is making too much noise and I cannot go back to sleep.

* I barely remember I have been shortly lucid in this world before, but it's too blurry to have a proper recall.

6/9/2014

In bed: 1:56 AM - 8:38 AM

#11. I. 5:40 AM
Fragment: Adventure game. Pokemon related. I am following a road. Yellow-ish game of different order of guns. No legendary birds though I see Zapdos flying away above me. Passing board area with precursor orbs.
I am in a cooking shop watching two guys cooking. They are really good. They are making biscuits and pancakes for me and possibly others. I taste it when they are done. It is good, but I am not used to pancakes without sausage. They are using faux vegetarian sausage instead.

#12. II. 7:15 AM
I am on a small mountain-like island with a high elevation in the middle and it decreasing around it though there is a mostly flat circle of a path around the middle small peak part before the rest of the elevation drop down to water below. There is a bridge or connection of some sort on one side. I am in a car with a bunch of others. We just got here to pick up someone that was waiting here for us. They are on the phone though and as we wait for them to get off, we drive the car around the short circular path around the short peak. This car is unique as we are driving it using our minds, willing it to move forward and turn. On one part before the area where the person is talking on the phone, there is some rubble and slight obstacles and a short fence with a narrow opening on the side closest to the little peak. It is difficult to navigate the car through the small opening with our minds.

June 11

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Fragment: Killing Three Birds

I was in my neighbor's back yard, except it was thickly wooded, with two guys. I think I had a crush on one of them (but I don't remember much else about them). The other guy kept shooting endangered birds... I told him to stop, but he killed another; three total. He said it was so we could eat have a whole bird for dinner that night. A ranger came by and the guy hid the birds. Then we left.



Fragment: Shooting Stars and Fireworks

I was with Kristin and her boyfriend in my driveway at night. There was going to be a fireworks show in the neighborhood, so we were getting ready to watch. As we looked up, Kristin saw a shooting star. I looked up, and there was this huge fireball shooting star.



When Are You Due?

I was with Zukin in the back room of my Oma's house, where the kids usually play. She had this little contraption with her, that would act as a baby, or something. It was a project for school; she had to take care of it for a month. I helped her watch it and take care of it; I was feeding it in my dream (how one feeds a small bean-shaped ball of metal/plastic, I know not), and burping it. At the end of a month, a little age meter on the side of it would read one-year-old.

For some reason, we had to leave Oma's really quickly, and Josh was there to drive us to my house. Except when we got to my house, something was wrong, and so he drove us along the path through the "park" behind my house, and when it went through the woods, he went off the path, downhill. I remember thinking, Oh dear lord! and clutching the side of the vehicle. It was a sort of dune-buggy type thing, and I was sitting in the back seat to the right, while Zukin was sitting behind me, facing backwards (like in a golf cart. Actually, maybe we were in a golf cart. It's a little fuzzy). Josh hit a small bump and Zukin nearly fell out, so I offered for her to come sit with me. She says, "Oh my Bhuda, thanks," and instead of sitting next to me, she sits on my lap.

I'm still holding the "baby" contraption, and we pass a family who is having a picnic in the woods behind their own house. They say hello nicely, and so we stop for a moment to say hello back, and the mother sees the "baby" and asks me, "Oh, when are you due?" With a cheerful smile.

"Uh. In a month?" I was confused my the question; apparently they gave those contraptions to all women who were pregnant with their first baby, too? She thought I was pregnant. We left then, and Josh was worried that those people were going to call the police because we were driving a golf-cart-thing through their property, but I said, "Don't worry, these are all nice people. Besides the woods have always basically been free for all to use."



Adultery and Burning Dogs

I was a married man living in one of those cookie-cutter homes in a development. It was winter. I was having an affair with the neighbor's wife, and neither of our spouses knew about it. As far as they were aware, we just spoke friendly with each other like good neighbors should.

One night, I was in bed with my wife, and she was fast asleep. I was wide awake, and wanted to be with my neighbor, so I snuck out of the house through the front door. I had my PJs on still, but had put on a pair of nice dress shoes because I didn't want my feet to get cold. I was careful to be as quiet as I could be, but the snow was unbearably loud. Every step I took was about 10-times louder than it should have been; I was afraid my wife was going to wake up, so I tried to hurry to the neighbor's driveway, which was much better plowed than ours was...

I was almost there when I saw a light turn on inside, and my only thought was "SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT." I hurried around a corner, and just as I was turning it, I saw out of the corner of my eyes the door opening and my wife looking out, spotting me, and getting that crazed look on her face.

The feeling that overwhelmed me is really hard for me to describe. It was the kind of feeling you get when you get caught while in the act of doing something bad, and still run away as fast as you can but as quietly as you can. Maybe it was more like the feeling when you're playing a game of hide and seek with your friends, and you know they're almost done counting even though you haven't found a good spot, and so you panic and rush and do silly things, all while trying not to let the seeker hear your distress; that excited but frantic feeling. It's like... I knew there was absolutely nothing I could say to justify my being about to enter the neighbor's house (when my wife and I both knew that our neighbor's husband was out of town on a business trip for another day and a half).

Rather than going inside the neighbor's house, I run around in a roundabout way to confuse my wife as she followed my footprints in the snow, all the while avoiding the dog, who was sleeping right outside the door, and then got cornered and crouched behind a bush. It wasn't a very good hiding spot because the pine needles of the bush were thinly distributed. I could see beyond it just as well as my wife would be able to see me if she looked; and I knew she was looking. It's dark, maybe she won't actually be able to see me... but just as I thought that, the moon came out from behind a cloud and my wife looked right at me. She walked toward me menacingly. I noticed for the first time that she held something red in her hand; a grill lighter. I was freaking out that she was going to set fire to our neighbor's house (I guess she was a bit of a nutter even before I had the affair. Maybe that's what made me cheat on her in the first place. Who knows)...

But she looked at me, and then at the dog, and then back at me. She grinned evilly, crazily, and bent down to set fire to the dog. She held the lighter out in three different spots, the way you would light a fire; cover more area. Amazingly, the dog didn't wake up until its fur was already catching. I ran out of the bush to try to pat the dog out, and my wife laughed and then went back into our own home. The dog was whimpering and I finally managed to get the fire out, leaving the poor thing with only minor burns. I opened the front door to my neighbor's house went inside with the dog, and got it some water before heading to the bedroom. I knew where it was because I'd been there many times before. When she heard me approaching, and called out, "Honey, is that you? What are you doing back so early? I thought you'd be out for another day or so?" And then she came out of the bedroom, saw me in my messy PJs, the dog with her burn marks, and my slightly dazed expression. "What happened?" She asked, walking toward me.

Then I woke up.



Fragment: Drain-O

I was volunteering at an elementary school with Zukin, and there was some sort of sickness going around. It was deadly, and all the kids had it, and the teachers were catching it as well. For SOME reason, the cure to this sickness was a hat I had on; it was a bright orange ball-cap, and if I wore it, I was immune to the sickness and anyone who looked at me would be cured. Dream logic FTW.

But the hat got ruined somehow (I don't remember how; it may have already been ruined when the dream started), and Zukin and I were trying to fix it. Eventually we did fix it, but Zukin had clogged the drain in the sink somehow, and it was like new again, and I put it on. It looked normal on me, but when Zukin tried to wear it, it turned into this floppy green thing with white lace hanging over her ears and part of her forehead. So I put it back on, and we called the Kindergarten teacher into his office, where we'd been working. "We got the Cure-Hat fixed! But the sink got clogged."

"No worried, I have Drain-O." The teacher (who was attractive in that way 50-yr old men can sometimes be) took a tiny bottle of Drain-O out of his pocket (why he had it, no one knows) and put a few drops into the sink, which had water all the way up to the brim. Those few drops were somehow enough, and it instantly started to drain. The Drain-O smelled EXACTLY like liquid NyQuil.

I dreamt that I had bought a car and I took it to a mechanic to install spoilers and a speaker system. When they got done, I found out that they did something to the car so that people could open my hood with their radios. I spent my whole dream looking for the mechanics so they could reverse what they did.

01-26-2014 -- Cool sort of crossover between Runescape and Roller Coaster Tycoon three. I am playing a live action version of Runescape, and I seem to be doing a new quest or diversion that seems to involve another gnome who looks very similar to the sculptor who does the God Statues, but this one is a slightly beatnik looking painter. He is in a building that seems to be built upon the roof of his mobile home camper, and it is sort of odd because I have to fly up to the top of the camper to manage to get in the building, since it doesn't reach to the ground. (Sort of floating building.)

So I enter into the building, and am looking forward to doing some painting with this gnome for some nice, valuable crafting experience. The thing is, the gnome is very unfriendly, doesn't feel like he needs any help, and is pretty much screaming for me to leave him alone. He more or less tries to chase me from the building and tries to run me off, but I get angry, and as he chases me down the hall I grab a bucket of paint and just kind of toss it at a door and he suddenly stops and is amazed at what I have done, and becomes much more friendly.

At that point things start to change, and I find I have to paint a large, slate gray roller coaster that I kind of ride in slow motion as I choose what colors to paint various sections of the track. First I throw a large bucket of a light purple paint, which coats the whole thing, sort of a background color that will show through anywhere I don't paint another color. Then I ride along the twisting and turning track, slowly painting alternate sections of the track red and blue.

There were also other weird bits about having some minor problems breathing, and filling up some strange small glands with a glowing white light that somehow seemed very reminiscent of the 'meteorites' from the Doctor Who episode Spearhead from Space that contained the Nestene Consciousness, and I eventually found myself eating some Oreo birthday cake cream cookies. Yum!

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01-27-2014 -- [First dream of the night while 5-HTP is blocking off REM sleep, very choppy and very little detail, but probably the neatest dream of the night if I could remember it. Sigh.] 007 dream, but I am working with the spy, I am not the spy, myself. Hints of time travel, and some neat chase dream stuff, but most of it I just can't remember. Somehow we are trying to save somebody, possibly Bond's wife, or possibly a Doctor Who companion, but if we manage to save her, it is likely it will mean the death of Prince Charles' Camilla, which means we may have government problems if we do this.

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01-28-2014 -- I find myself doing some foreign travel with an odd composite group that is part Rosemary's family and part Joe and Cindy's family. We are in either China or Japan (not enough to see to tell what is going on), though all the signs are in English, and as we wander around finding food to eat, and interesting things to look at, I am discussing the entire trip with Lexie and Jimmy. Cheryl is not too friendly, but we're traveling the world, so she can't be too upset, either. We're just about to start heading west a bit, and I am planning further site seeing and explorations, especially in Germany and England, and things are sounding nice.

But as I continue to walk west, I find myself approaching Cinderella Castle, wandering along the parade route, and come to realize I wasn't in China, but probably It's a Small World. Everybody else has disappeared, and I find I am wandering around the Magic Kingdom. (Not sure Disneyland or Disney World, though the castle did look more like Cinderella than Sleeping Beauty.) I wander over to Main Street, hoping to listen to one of the Refreshment Corner pianists, but it turns out the entirety of Main Street is being refurbished, and is closed down, so I start to wander over toward Frontierland or Adventureland, instead, just kind of poking around, and wondering if I will run into any performers I know from the Club doing Streetmosphere.

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02-27-2014 -- [Short one with not much detail.] Find myself at the Hickory house, and though there was probably more going on, all I can really remember was that I was taking out some trash, carrying it back to the alley. I knew that there was recyclables to take out, and was planning to remind my roommate to get some, but then I realized one of the bags I had just taken out sounded like it was filled with aluminum cans, and was quite light, so I may have already taken it out for him, even though it wasn't in the proper recycling container.

I knew I had a couple of pizza boxes that I wanted to take out of my bedroom, so I went in to get that, but as I shifted through stuff, I kept finding more and more pizza boxes, including two that were actually still full. I sat those aside to eat. Meanwhile, I kept building up a larger and larger stack of pizza boxes, soon maybe 12 to 15, and I was surprised and horrified because I honestly only thought I had three. Then there was a knock on the door, and it was my landlord Rosemary, who just glared at me when she saw the pizza boxes and I tried to apologize. I explained to her that I really thought I had been keeping up with taking them out better.

[Funny thing is, I really did have to take out the garbage as soon as I woke from this one, and I do have a roommate that I have to remind to take out his recycling. I also did have to take a couple of pizza boxes out, but I swear it was only two, not the 23 or so that Rosemary once caught me taking out, when I had kind of gotten lazy about removing them.]

Last night I was able to have a good sleep and my WBTB-alarm woke me up at 05:30, however the loud alarm shocked me and I moved to much. For some reason 2 nights in a row already do I decide to perform WILD instead of SSILD, I don't know why. I've had very rare succes with WILD so why am I so drawn to it? Is it the mysterious sensation I miss from the one time it worked? Anyway I've also been noticing my DR getting weaker and weaker combined with me getting more and more tired everyday I wake up, so I decided to temporarily stop my WBTB-alarm and sleep normal. Until my DR gets better I wont interupt my sleepcycle anymore.

1. School profile

I was waiting in a hallway for an exam to start when I noticed touchscreens hanging of the wall, the others seemed interested in them too. I walked up to it and pressed a screen, it displayed a picture of me with my name under it and which class I'm in. However the picture of me had some flaws, my chin was too large and I had a beard. (IRL I always shave myself.) My friend laughed at the photo and I said "Well, it's not that bad is it?", then another person pushed me away so he could operate the touchscreen.

Chances of lucidity are low, need to get my DR back up and then I will do a WBTB with SSILD and NOT WILD!

Preparation: The normal
Products: Applejuice and a multivitamin pill (which had 4 mg of b6)
Number of dreams: 3
Sleep: 11.30 PM to: 08.40 AM.

Dream:1 Lucidity:0
Vividness: 7
Length:6
Recall: 4
I start out on a shore, and walk around for a bit. I seem to have a sword (some kind of rapier). Eventually i see 2 of my friends riding on some type of strange fish down the river. I jump on. We eventually jump off when we hit a bridge, and cant go any further. Some girls are sitting under the bridge, I challenge 1 of them to a swordfight, if i win, she raises the bridge. This is all i can remember. But i know there was more to this dream.

Dream 2 Lucidity:0
Vividness: 8
Length:8
Recall:6
The earliest thing i can remember is me sitting on a crowded bus, one of the girls jump of the bus in speed, but the rest continue on. It seems we drove past our point on the bus, so me and a few friends want to get back up. We take an insanely hard way though. It is almost impossible to climb, with steep hills and long drops. We get to a very steep part, which has few parts go grab onto. But there is a car trying to get down. The road isn't big enough for both of us.
My friends are about half way up, but i am lagging behind, as i got the hardest route. When they both get up the small, steep hill, Trym (one of the DC'S) tries to help me up. It is not enough, the stronger friend i have, tries to help me up, and he succedes. However he is cocky, and boasts of his ability to lift me into the air, we end up danglig at the end, and we both fall of.

I cant remember if i woke up here, but i know the dream continues. My friend died, it seems, but i lived. And the mood has changed, i am half grieving for him and half pissed. For some reason i walk into some rich family's yard, and see a large amount of people playing and having fun. If i walk a bit further into the yard, a group of people are chatting. They bring up my climb, and asks me how it went. I say it didn't go very well, because Vetle died. I go out the mansion using a different door, but now some annoying kids are following me. They ask me questions as i slam the exit door and leave the mansion, only to see a beautiful city. I think there were 3 kids.

Dream 3: Lucidity:8
Vividness: 8
Length:2
Recall:7
Insanely short dream. I realize i'm dreaming somehow in the middle of my schoolyard. I see a few people i think, but i focus on the fact that i am lucid, really lucid. I first try to make a DC appear ahead of me, doesn't work. So i try to summon a teddybear behind me, and it works! I think i get pretty excited here since i wake up.

Extra: In the second dream, the hill and place in general seems VERY familiar, so much i almost know i've dreamt something about it before. The city is inspired by Fredrikstad, the hill in dream 2 by engevika, and schoolyard in dream 3 by my school.

Near Dark-based, I'm enjoying watching Diamondback as this motel desk clerk tries to fight her off. She's just come around behind the counter, and she takes out her knife and stabs the desk clerk straight through the back of the hand, pinning his hand to the desk.

FMA-based, Ed's automail arm's bothering him while he's staying in a sort of underground village, and he's talking to Al. I'm briefly wondering why Al has a human body at this point in time, but then I remember that he retrieved his body very early in their journey, and then spent the rest of the time trying to retrieve something along the lines of his mind or memories or soul.

I've just entered into some wealthy household, and the lady of the house is greeting me. She uses formal greetings that trick me into responding in a way that formally declares us to be on friendly terms. By doing this, she's effectively prevented me from being able to bring up past grievances. This is very irritating. I'm thinking about how this way of manipulating words is something that she taught her husband, and it's the main thing that allowed him to make his fortune - that and the skill of building false walls that she also taught him, both things that she learned in her time working for a kind of illusionist or something similar, before she married. As I'm thinking about this I'm seeing an image of a false wall in their house which they use to spy on visitors, and then a scene of her visiting the court of a nobleman. She's raising a glass and saying "To the ruler of the land, Sho Haoon!" Calling him the ruler of the land is sort of overstating things - it's a position that's in question. She's been flattering him a great deal in order to get what she wants.

June 09, 2014

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I only remembered one fragment... Or rather, I know I remembered full dreams when I woke up, but I was not in the mood to write them down right away, and then either forgot because I didn't think about them enough, or fell back asleep...


This Book!

I was with my brothers at Oma's house, and we were talking about a book that my brothers didn't think was all that special. "But it's got all the ends of all the Harry Potter characters! I've got Dumbledore's end, even!"
(didn't occur to Dream-Kestrel that we all know Dumbledore's end from the books, anyways...)