dream fragment

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! My intentions yesterday paid off. Got my desired lucid after a short WBTB six hours into sleep. I got jerked out of it though because my arm was hurting so much. Although I'm still satisfied to have my first WBTB during a workday to be a success.

21.00: Sleep

03.00: Running
*I'm with my brother Martin and my sister Madde. We cross a big bridge going over a river, and something I can't recall is lying on the ground. Might have been a human, anyways they take care of the cold and wet thing while I feel like picking up trash. There's plastic bags all over the road and I pick them all up. As I grab the last one, my siblings comes running towards me again. "Run!" they yell and we all run. After a while of running we reach a few gates, that are closed. I turn around and watch my dad wearing a "Scream" mask come towards us. I threaten to hit him with my elbow. He laughs at me and takes the mask off. I get a weird, anxious feeling. It feels like something really frightening will show up any minute.

03.00: WBTB 5 minutes

04.10: The mad teenager MILD
I'm at a house up on a small mountain, perhaps thirty feet up from the pavement below. I can hear people shouting all of a sudden. "Why won't he leave us alone?" some girl asks her father as I watch a few people enter their houses below to my right. A few seconds later, a chubby teenager with a shotgun appears. He starts pumping rounds into the house and the windows break one by one. He reloads the shotgun quickly. He's got some backpack on his back in which he probably carries his ammo.

I realise I can't stand where I'm at, he'll see me and kill me. I retreat to the side of the house behind some rocks. I can still see his head as he turns it my way and starts shooting the windows of my house. I get up and run even further back, but he notices me! He tries to shoot me but I duck behind cover. After a salvo I can hear him reloading. I quickly look up from behind my rocks. He cocks the shotgun and starts shooting again, wasting all his bullets on the rock.

"Alright then, how about this?!" he yells at me. I peek and watch as he turns his shotgun around, and points the stock at me, only it's not a stock but a big hole. I realise it's a bazooka and throw myself to the ground. I hear a loud "thump" and watch above me as a grenade the size of a grape lands twenty feet infront of me. It explodes in a cascade of fire, a very slow burning fire. It's molotov or something like it. Another "thump" sounds and this time it lands just ontop of my rock, spraying my neck with some hot liquid.

I hold my neck, it doesn't hurt as much as I thought it would. "Alright it's time for an air ball" he says and starts explaining the next thing coming up. It's a ball that will release alot of air, fueling the fires and making them burn up in a flash. I realise this will probably kill me. "Don't worry, I have nerfed them a bit with copper wire, so they're 10% less effective" he says and I can see a label infront of my eyes, it's got the name of the copper wire, what it does and the cost. It's pretty expensive.

I can't wait to get out of there, so I stand up and look at the crazed teen. He holds his gun down into the ground for some reason, but I don't care to find out. I jump over the next rock and head into the forest lying behind. The gravity seems to be off, and it feels like I'm on the moon.

I realise I'm dreaming as I grab a wooden framework with my hands and swing far into the forest. I jump on a few logs more. Hmm, I don't want to do payback with super powers. I gotta find my dream weapon. I feel my right hip, trying to find my curved katana which should be hanging there. I seem to be wearing alot of shirts though, and after I've removed a few layers, I only feel skin. It's not there. I feel on my left side for a small shuriken bag, but nothing. God damnit!

I start heading back anyways, but I take a longer path that turns in an arch, which will eventually flank him. I jump through the forest at a high speed. How to find my weapon? I take a look at a few rocks, perhaps I can find them under there using passive control? I see a small shack up ahead where the forest clears up. I jump over a dirt road and walk up to the shack. It's a very old shack, looks just like an old kitchen but there are no walls except the one infront of me. It has alot of drawers and cupboards on it.

I see two big black and white posters hanging on them. They both depict super heroes of some sort, with claws like "Vega" has in "Street fighter." I open one of the drawers, they're super old and dust is everywhere. It has nothing in it. I open the next, this one has a few kitchen items in it, aswell as old rusty saw blades. They're tiny though and they won't do. I open a few more drawers, and in the biggest one of them I find some stuff that looks atleast a bit promising.



I pick them up, they look exactly the same. It's two small sickles that have been folded to fit in the drawer better. I jerk with my hand and they open. They're rusty and very thin, but it's something. I look some more in the drawer and find a whole bunch of very thin, small throwing knives. I pick them up. I throw one on the wall, but it doesn't do much and just fall to the ground. I put the bunch of knives in my belt and hold both sickles as I hear a shout. He's getting closer. I intend to face him head on, but I haven't realised the light was going out. I walk onto the road when the dream begins to fade.

I wake up in pain, my arm under me, fast asleep.

05.30: Fragments
*I'm playing WoW with my brother Morgan. He's going to do some high level instance, and wants me to come. I don't care and just play my own instance instead.

*I'm with a few friends at a park. My brother Martin is there and he's setting up a big tent. A dog appears and ruins his attempt and I call the dog to me. I scratch it behind its ears. Some guy shows up and tells my two friends that they're allowed to stay at some hotel for free because they've helped him or something.

05.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements: 200 mg B6, 1 x Lucid Dreamer at WBTB

Tasks completed
NORMAL BASIC ACTIVE BASIC PASSIVE ADVANCED PERSONAL

Find my dream weapon and smash things with it. (Not fully completed)

That's it! Did find a few weapons, but didn't smash things with them. Also I don't think that was my dream weapon either. I'm waiting for the "right one" so to say. I'll know when I've found it. Task only half completed, if even that. Also I think I know what I have to do next time. I need to reach down into my pockets and dig deep for whatever I want. I can't just summon a sword by my hip just like that. It's not a part of my normal self, so I have to use a bit of passive control to get what I want. Pretty sure I can find something if I dig around for a while.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

IMPORTANT DATES:
08/31/11 -- Started my Dream Journal!

CURRENT GOALS:
[ ] Find a lucid-inducing technique that works for me
[ ] Attain Lucidity


2nd Entry:
Date: 09/01/11
Sleep Times: 12:36-7:33....?. 7:36-8:06. 8:08-8:33.
Lucid Technique: EILD
Recall Technique: MILD during the 8:08-8:33 cycle.
Attain Ludcidity?: No
Recall: Fragmented

I'm not sure which sleep cycle the fragment came from....Though I know it's from one of my wake-up, back to sleep periods. I believe it was from the 8:08-8:33 period, as I did a small mantra of 'I will remember my dream' as I fell back asleep. (Hoping it works!) The fragment I got was thus: I was driving in my car, Jimmy (literally a GMC Jimmy. '98. Brown. We love him like a person<3) on a highway that branched off onto a dirt road on a hill. I turned onto this dirt road to try and turn around and get home, as I had, evidentally, went the wrong way earlier. I took this dirt road and it dropped me on a road that was or was right next to the highway, but also above this small dirt bridge covered in straw that dipped into and went across a small ravine. I walked down this to find undearneath the bridge where it met the hill were several semi-precious stones. There were turqoise, a purple-ish sort of stone (possibly hematite), and something that I called 'Honesy Mustard' for some reason. I picked up the turqoise and hematite and put it into my pockets, but when I tried to pick up the 'Honey Mustard' it was suddenly shaped like a small kind of house, and a spider crawled out! I dropped it immeadiately. I looked up to find my car andf the highway already across the bridge. And while it was evening before, it was suddenly a sort of country-afternoon lightining. And who do I see looking through my car window parked next to me? Neil Patrick Harris! (But in the dream, I may have identified him as Barney, his character in How I Met Your Mother on Lifetime.) I go to approach when I hear meowing on the bridge, and from under the straw emerges a kitten! I recognize this kitten now to be one my boyfriend and I found sleeping on a gravestone when we were staying with his father breifly. I had named her Katie Barlow (her perch was a grave with the last name Barlow, and I identified this with Kissin' Kate Barlow from the movie Holes). She was a long-haired calico-tabby mix with a bad eye....But still cute as a button! With her as well was another kitten whom was just a plain old orange tabby emerging from more straw near by, which resembled one of Barlow's sisters we had seen emerging from the nearby fields when we had to leave poor Katie...This time, however, I scooped up the two of them, walked into my car, unlocked it, opened my back-hatch and put them into the trunk space so they could run around. Neil Patrick Harris was still looking into my car, now at the kittens. I think he may have asked why I picked them up....But I don't quite remember. At this point when I rounded my car, there was someone else there. I THINK it was the 'sensitive guy' (the one petting the 'rescue' bunny) from the State Farm commercial where the women wish for a hot guy. He was going on about how I should move my car because he 'hit my strips' or 'my strips stopped him'. I had no idea what he was going on about, but I told him I would move my car in just a moment. I got in the car to drive away, and was promptly awakened by my alarm- time to dream journal and get ready for school!

END ENTRY.

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

01-09-11 We are going to the family reunion. Besides the family there are a lot of other characters attending as well and rather than the first week of September it is for an entire week.

I seem to be packing quite a lot and spending time in the bath room.

Skip.

on day 3-4 everyone is getting tired of it. In particular Minka, who has made an arrangement to drive home with her parents (this is odd, since she they aren't the family). She leaves for a while and comes back dressed in a short pink dress and she looks an awful lot like Paris Hilton fashion wise.

It is raining however, so she looks kinda sad about this since it will mean changing outfit again, but she seems packed and ready to go.

I see her mother dancing down the hallway and they are the first family to have proclaimed that they are leaving.

The younger crew of the various families within family seems to be getting reckless and I decide to go and pack up so we can go quickly if my parents decide to bail.

The rest of the young crew are lying around either in the hallway or in rooms. There is a general consensus to go to the bar on the opposite side of the road, but no one seems to be taking initiative.

Skip.

I am talking to my cousin about something related to leaving.

My sister is talking, she doesn't want to be their either but she explains that it is nice to see the family join up together setting aside selfish consideration to see her daughter.
…

I am at an airbase watching Stoffer fly around in a fighter jet. The plane is completely white. He has rented it with a mate for a day as it is the cheapest of the planes available.

I am going up there with him and he is explaining that he intends to do a loop, which I am looking forward to.

As he is coming in for landing and driving towards the spot where he has to pick me up, he makes a weird turn that almost tips over the plane and make the wings hit the ground. He asks his mate to check if something happened, but it seems fine.

He gestures me to get in and I am getting in next to him. I tell him that I find that rather weird as normally I would sit behind him (yeah my plane knowledge is lame ^^)

We start driving around and to be frank all I really remember is driving the plane through something like a race course. At one point we come up to two rocks and Stoffer tries frantically to turn it into the larger gap and I scream at him to take the smaller to avoid making the wings tip towards the ground and potentially hit the larger rock.

We make it to the air though I think, but I only remember pulling back up to the base and getting out asking Stoffer if he really did the loop with me.

“Yes” he replies.

Rasmus SL gets in the plane and I think I spend some time talking to Kasper.
…

I wake up.

I am in Germany at the camping grounds where my grand parents live part times of the year. It is dark early morning on a Sunday and I think about hitting the golf course a few holes in so I wouldn't have to pay the green fee.

I am speaking to a pro who is talking about hitting the course early and I reconsider maybe only hitting the approach/putting green instead.

I sense something is up pretty much from the start and as I am walking towards the lake in the camping grounds/golf course I decide to look at my hand. It doesn't look weird at first, but I decide to keep looking and all of a sudden half of my pinky disappears and reappear almost immediately.

I think about what to do and I have been trying too hard to get to Chichén Itzá maybe. Maybe people would get tired of me filling up the journal with crap on non-attempt nights.

So I decide to fool around. Well I could justify my efforts as trying to master a petite form of shape shifting, at least in the beginning of the dream.

I take off into flight and at the same time trying to imagine myself engulfed in flames. The idea is to create a hybrid between the human torch and a phoenix. This particular shape is then to be used with its inherent capability of scorching the area it flies over. In other words I am trying to become a fiery tool for laying waste.

It doesn't go too well. There is no fire appearing and I don't sense a temperature increase, but the first minute or more is spent just flying around trying to think of fire and how it would be looking out from the inside of a fire.

The closest I get is at one point where in my left field of vision a red glowing metal string appear (like the ones in a bread toaster). After this I give up.

I land and start walking around thinking about what to do. I walk across a road and a car is speeding towards me. I just plant my feet in front of it and decide to stand my ground. The car hits me, though it seems to do so very slowly. It's rear starts lifting off the ground until it moves in an arch above me and land on the ground.

I decide to hone my telekinetic abilities a bit and pick up the car mentally and throw it away. In the direction I threw it there is a shop with quite a lot of cars parked outside. I pick up two of these, one on either side of me and hold them spinning slowly in mid air before I throw them through the shop windows pretty controlled. Check, first time for holding two objects at the same time in opposite ends of my field of vision.

I pick up another two cars and pull them towards me mentally and grab them in my hands when they get close and slam them together.

I look up and see elevated train tracks. There is a train coming in fast on this meandering track and I decide to try getting on it. I sort of know it is a dream and I could just fly, but I do something else. I throw the first car up in the air over a sign (made of concrete and fairly tall). I jump onto the sign and as the first car is almost at the ground now I throw the other one up above me and jump onto it and immediately jumping off it again so I get to the train and manage to grab hold of an edge on it's roof.

I swing myself up on the train, which obviously is moving at tremendous speed. I jump onto it and start surfing it towards the train station (I somehow get a feeling that I have already been there). Towards the station there is a sharp turn and the train has to go into a tunnel. Although I am tempted to jump off not to get smashed I hold my grounds and follow the train a bit into the tunnel before jumping off.

I fall down and grab hold of a metal rod running along the tunnel. and start swinging along it as a monkey. Then I land on the ground and starts walking outside when I see a black man with two children walking down towards me. One of the children is walking on his right hand side and the other is in a child carrier.

I struggle a bit getting past them without running into them. I think it is funny I am considering their well being although I know I am dreaming.
...

Night time mentation: The Lucid is the first dream I recall from the night. When I then try and fall back to sleep after the dream there is this notion that I am experiencing the world from 6 different caskets, with six different names.

Sometimes I get pulled back to a central POV, but it is somehow different. Though I know I am lying with my head up against the wall I feel my consciousness reaching out in a huge bubble around me through the walls and bed.

Then I would feel the six caskets again and while my awareness either dwell on these or is transitioning between them I sense a powerful feeling of being loved. As if someone “else” is in these caskets sending positive vibes towards and through me.

The entire planet in the dream it seemed, was flat. Flat, cold, blue metal surrounded me for as far as the eye could see, the moon was directly above me. no thoughts, no warmth, nothing but emptiness. It seemed like i was only there for maybe 10 minutes then i woke up. it was like hell without fire, and i find it very interesting for some reason.

31.08.2011

(DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream Fragment 1 - I was playing basketball at my old high school gym. I think it was also a high school reunion. I also remember talking to some people.

Dream Fragment 2 - I at my college. I remember walking around and going into a health clinic. It changes to a reunion with my old classmates from HS. One trying to arouse me by squeezing her boobs together while she was following me to the bathroom. I do a RC and it fails. I get lucid for a while but the dream ends when i try to leave.

Full Dream 1 - I start off driving in a car at on a street near where i live. People on bicycles start to ride on my side of the road making them susceptible to getting hit by me. My car transforms into a motorcycle but i don't notice it. So I ride past these weird people on bicycles going past me. I ride home and go into my dad's store (i live in a apartment on top of the store). I go inside and see a old friend of mine. We talk and i say something that angers him a bit so he starts to pull my legs(literally). Some people pull him off me, he lets go and i go down the basement to my bike away. When i go back there's this old guy telling me that he had a bomb in his head and told me to save my brothers in the apartment upstairs. I run ouside with my keys in hand. The door to go in the apartment IRL has moved to back of the building. When i got to the door i had trouble putting the key in the key hole, I kept missing it for a few seconds. I run upstairs but it takes me to the roof. When i get their i see alot of doors with large sized room numbers on top of them. I look around but I can't seem to find. This seemed odd to me then i suddenly got lucid. I Still try to find the door but I can't find the right one. After much struggle i hear a explosion. It's not as loud as i thought it would be but i still feel bad that i didn't make it time (I have very little skills with dream control, so I couldn't teleport or make a portal) but i knew it wasn't real. I walk up to the edge of the roof and see a very detailed view of city night life across a river. There was a bridge that looked like the george washington bridge to the left of me. I try to fly so i jump off the roof but my feet gets caught on the ledge so I fall off the roof. Good news is that I float to the bottom, but the bad news is that the dream ends.

DEILD - I wake up in my room but there are a lot of different things about it. There is a huge painting of a sunset, a tank poster and a picture of my brothers on the walls. I try to leave but the dreams ends immediately without anytime for stabilization.

DBTI gym? I was with my high school classmates. We're wearing our usual uniform. Talking.

Let the journeying begin....


IMPORTANT DATES:
08/31/11 -- Started my Dream Journal!

CURRENT GOALS:
[ ] Find a lucid-inducing technique that works for me
[ ] Attain Lucidity


1st Entry:
Date: 08/31/11
Sleep Times: Approx. 11:48-8:33
Lucid Tecnique: EILD (Electronically Induced Lucid Dreaming)
Results: Unknown

Tonight, I'm not exactly sure if I achieved lucidity or anything at all, as my recall is essentially zero. I used a dream-recall subliminal messaging technique, and it came up possible fuzzy details. I'm a very artistic and creative person, so it could be my imagination filling the gaps: but here we go.

I awoke in a black room, wearing a hospital gown. I believe I was in a mental institution. However, I was alone. The room only had one single light source- a swaying lamp above. A black mist came through the room and from it rose a friend of mine whom with is I am presently 'fighting'. (Rather, he is currently mad at me and I am trying to make up with him in vain. He has been appearing in my dreams almost every night lately from what I remember.) However, his eyes had become wide, dark around, and had a black and possibly either red or white swirl pattern to him; and his smile had become very crooked and cheshire, extending ear to ear. He came into the room and I was filled with a mix of remainissance and fear. In his hands, he held one or two objects of which I don't remember. He urged me to 'choose', but I don't remember what it was he wanted me to choose. I began to hear a ticking noise, the light swayed more and fadedin and out. I was more fearful and yelled 'no'. I began to rock myself as he continued to taunt me. As the tauntings continued, the light grew more sparatic and the colors in the room became distorted, as well as the room itself. At this point, I jumped from the window in an explosion of glass. I remember having a change of clothes into something more 'bad ass' as the gown exploded from me, and from here...I remember nothing. I'm not exactly sure what any of the dream means, but I will be researching it soon on dreammoods.com, as I lack a dream-interpretation booklet.

END ENTRY ONE.

I looked out the window and up to the sky and there I saw a giant Yoda floating down from a huge white cloud. His skin was all shiny like he was made of plastic (looked like the Toy Story martians). I yell at T, "OMG! Yoda's here!" He laughed at me like it was a joke. Then I said, "No, I'm fucking serious. Look for yourself, Yoda's coming to the door." lol

Sure enough, Yoda knocked politely and suddenly my excitement vanished. I tried to push him out the door because he was really creepy in person. But he came inside all non-chalant and polite, like he was the pope.

Another dream:

My sister comes over and she accuses me of sleeping with her boyfriend. I say she's crazy and that I'm her sister, that she needs to believe me. T's in the bathroom. I thought my sister had left and I went into the bathroom to find them kissing. I'm enraged. I punch T in the face, pretty hard. Then I start yelling at my sister. I couldn't believe what she had done. She didn't care. I told her she needed to leave now. T starts to leave for work but he has my purse over his shoulder. I follow him out and keep telling him to give me my purse. Then I see that my sister was in the car that he was going for. I get angry again and say fuck it. I take off my engagement ring and throw it on the ground. Then I go inside.

Later on, I'm sitting in a church I used to go to with my parents when I was younger. My mom and dad are next to me but my mom keeps speaking over the pastor. That's when I realized she was drunk. My dad's scolding her and I tell mom we should go downstairs. Finally I get her to come with me and we go into a playroom. I had my son with me and I put him down and he started crawling all over playing with toys. There was a pool in the basement of the church, a really fancy pool, and my sister's there. She keeps leaving her cigarette underneath the table, like hiding it. I keep picking it up so it doesn't set fire. I realize that my sister's drunk too. We're sort of getting along for some reason.

Then there's some sort of graduation going on for a school choir. For some reason, I'm in their way and one of the people setting up the graduation keeps telling me to do things. I don't know why I was helping him but then I go to find whoever has my son. There's a ton of people around all of a sudden and I'm working my way through a crowd. Finally, I spot my son in this guy's arms that I used to work with. I freak out for a second cause the guy's kind of retarded and I didn't want him holding my son. I walk over to them, and he hands me my kid. Then I tell W, my son, that we're gonna go swimming. And I go into the pool with him in my arms.

The first dream was Minecraft related. Strange, seeing as I don't play it much any more... I remember we had built a world and that there were a ton of monsters. One of them was buggy, and kept crashing the game. Although the dream was in the game, the scenery never changed too much, even if it was crashing. Not too much happened other than finding the buggy enemies and blowing them up with TNT.

The second dream was a bit different. The location was at home and it was nighttime. I remember seeing Travis, Mom, and Dad mostly. I do not remember too much of what happened, but here are the important events in order of least to most interesting. In the first event in this dream, I remember filling a bath tub to take a bath. Even if I like taking showers instead. And I remember our kittens jumping in the tub and playing underwater for some reason. I kept trying to get them out, but they kept jumping back in. It was kinda weird since it looked like they were trying to drown themselves.

The second event was that Mom and Dad had found a drawing on the back of one of their fans. It said: "I was here. M-a-d-n-e-s-s" with a drawing of a cartoon character underneath. The weird thing was that the drawing seemed familiar, as if I had drawn it in a previous dream a long time ago.

The last, and most important event took place in a dark room in the house. I remember hearing a voice compelling me to come in. Once I was in, I recall seeing a glowing clock in the room that was incomplete. I don't remember exactly what color, however. The voice guided me through the process of finishing the pendulum. Once I finished it and attached it, something was happening. Something important. But before I could figure it out, I got distracted by those cats jumping into the bath tub. I am starting to like these sort of dreams. Very strange, but feeling that the event taking place is important. Here's hoping to more dreams like this.

Forth DJ entry. I'm going to try to see if I can post everyday from now on. Its good to get into a habit.

Anyway, I haven't posted in quite a while and because of that I also haven't really ade much progress in my LDing. I guess I just need to try harder.

Some Things that I would like to implement regularly:

- Regular Schedualed Dream Journal + DJ post on DV.
- 3 types of Reality checks
- Meditation
- Vitamin B + Apple Juice (We'll see if this works )

Anyway I've got recall and my insomnia up to par so I'm good with that. Anyway, if anyone has any advice let me know.

That's it for news today!

- Cheers!

August 30 - 31, 2011 - Duck Duck Goose in a Pagoda?

Vividness: 5 / 10
Lucid?: No
# of Dreams: 1 (With 2 Different Segments)

Guide:

[-] Lucid
[-] Non - Lucid
[-] DC talk
[-] Notes

Basically its a dream about my old class from grade 10. Its pretty bizarre considering the fact the dream was totally cluttered with random segments that made little sense what so ever.

Segment 1
Hundreds of students were sitting under a hollow Asian style large Pagoda type of structure. The flooring was light hardwood and we all sat in a square like formation around the structure. Students were sitting on the floor and teachers were standing around in various places. The teachers told us to clap along with whatever clapping pattern they were doing. I was confused. I sat there and at first it seemed like the students refused such a dumb demand but as the clapping got louder (obviously more people joined in eventually), I realised that this wasn't a group clap but instead a giant game of duck duck goose only by pointing instead of touching someone. I sat behind S.D. and she was chosen. She then pointed at H.M. and he seemed to point at me but someone else got up and I became slightly embarrassed.

Segment 2
The next thing I remember was a yellow memo being handed out to our class from my grade 10 teacher. We were in class having a discussion about aliens and some people said they believed they existed so just before we left we were given this memo. On the third paragraph it said "Oh and by the way, if anyone still believes in aliens visit this YouTube video." It was a short video with what I believe to be Jim Carey in it for some reason.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! It's time for me to stop procrastinating and get that LD rate up a bit. It's been declining these past two months, but this month, I intend to MILD every night and DEILD every time I'm about to wake up from a lucid. I won't care if some of my recall is lost, which is why I haven't "dared" to use that particular technique very much.

22.00: Sleep

05.10: Fragments
*I'm at work. A coworker, Kristofer is walking next to me. He tells me a funny story and I start to laugh, but it's like I'm faking it, only it sounds just like real laughter. I wait until he's finished before I start telling him about KingYoshi and his dream about Yoda being a pimp, smacking some girls on the ass with his cane. It doesn't sound as amusing as I think it is when I tell it.

*I'm in a room with a few of my friends and their former classmates. One grabs a photo of my sisters that was hanging on the wall and I try to snatch it from his hands. People start to laugh, himself included. They all know my sisters are hot and I don't want the picture to be spread around. I've got a red pen in my hands and I make a few red stripes on his white t-shirt.

*I'm in my hotel room when the cleaning lady enters the room. She asks me if I want her to clean it. I look at the room, it's a bit messy, but definitely not dirty. "I'll just pick a few things up" I tell her and collect up a few blankets lying around. "No thanks, you don't have to clean" I tell her and her friend shows up. I notice that the cleaning lady is rather hot. "You were hot though" I say in Swedish, and she laughs. Apparently she knows a bit of Swedish. "How many languages do you know?" I ask her. She tells me she knows four.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I intend to do something tonight that I haven't done ever. Set my alarm at 03.00 and go for a WBTB. I'm working tomorrow, but I'll have around two hours of sleeping time after the short WBTB. B6 and Galantamine + Choline will be digested.

Goal for tonight: Find my dream weapon and smash things with it.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Date: 31/08/11
Time: -
Memory Clarity: 4/10

-I was in some kind of generic area, and I was the apprentice of Durzo Blint, legendary assassin from the 'Night Angel' trilogy. A female character (possibly another character from the books) attacked me, and I had to defend myself. At first it seemed hopeless, as she was a tough fighter, but then I remembered/realised that I was Durzo's apprentice and therefore extremely well-trained. I fought back better then, however still suffered some deep cuts in my hands. Someone else intervened and decapitated the aggressing female.
It was cool to be fighting in a dream, and I noticed that I felt no pain, more of a shock when my hands were cut.
-I'm in the wings of a hall, where a presentation is underway. With me was a man who seemed to be a school principal/general authority figure, and he was using his finger to scrape a greasy resin off of a radiator and sniffing it desperately, like an alcoholic scouring the dregs of his long-gone drink.
I don't know what to make of this fragment, quite bizarre, really.
-I'm at a school similar to a school where I go to take certain classes. I'm either with, or am watching some people, as they greet another boy whom I recognise as some kind of acquaintance, e.g. from my soccer team or something along those lines. He is tallish, pale, with white blond curly hair. His name was mentioned but I can't remember it.
Nothing too interesting here, although worth mentioning in that I had previously seen someone similar to that description in real life, walking down the street.
-I'm on a baseball pitch, on the fielding team. The people playing are mostly random, but some I recognised from my soccer team, including the coach's assistant, who was a coach in the dream. Not knowing much about how to field in baseball, I take whatever position seems empty - to the right of the shortstop. However, my team-mates tell me to go and stand in left outfield, near 3rd base and I do so. A fairly average game of baseball ensues, except that the ball is a large, unwieldy, misshapen hunk of leather.
Baseball, fuelled by the lack of baseball know-how only an Australian could have...
-I'm lucid, however my surroundings are very unclear and are comprised of dark, multi-coloured, fuzzy shapes. I attempt to clear up the dream, saying things along the lines of 'Clearer!', and it works slightly, increasing the 'resolution' of the shapes so that they are well-defined, but the surroundings remain just as nonsensical. In my frustration, the dream dissolves.
This one annoyed me, but interestingly enough, it was a well-performed WILD, which I'd never done before. Just lying there and descending into the dream while maintaining my awareness. If anything, this gives me hope for repeated instances.

This was from a while back - I hadn't remembered it too well:

I remember:

• Took a long thin alcohol bottle smashed it on a benchtop and mashed into a bed. No idea why.
• I took someone's phone, destroyed it, but then materialised about 10 more.
• I attemped to hover on my stomach - It was difficult.
• Checked my hands continously!
• Had a false awakening, but checked my hands and confirmed it was still a dream.

And thats it. Sounds like I might have been angry for some reason.. who knows?

Ok so, i only remember 2 dream fragments from my childhood.... one was a nightmare the other i was lucid and fighting ninjas

-nightmare-
all i remember was being terrafied every night from this dream, it was 4 faces, demonic looking... kinda cool to be honest, and it was really dark, and lots of screaming as if someone was being tortured in the background. then i woke up... im sure there was more but i was like 8.. this may have bin what made me go lucid for my next fragment, or its a totally other dream... i have no idea

-Lucid ninja fighting -

Ok, this was my first, and ONLY lucid, i dont count it in my lucid count because i was like 8 and had no idea i could even do that... infact for all these years i thought i couldent dream anymore xD so it was a small japanese like road with temple looking building in the background and it looked kinda like the buildings in afro ninja looked like and there where ninjas, they wore straw hats and blue and black clothing... then i kicked there asses. xD thats all i remember

August 30, 2011

I have a ton of fragments and two dreams which one of I have forgotten.

The dream that I remember, I was basically watching an anime. A blond guy was walking and some kid (can't remember if male or female but pretty sure it was male) knock him on his face. Getting up the blond guy had a bloody face which must have scared the crap out of the kid as he got on his bike and took off as fast as he could.

The blond guy chase after him and right when the kid about to hit the giant (about the size of a big screen TV if not bigger) puddle a rock flew from his back tire and hit the blond guy in the face.

I heard someone said "OMG God got hit by a rock!" as if it was a group of friends watching an anime.

The blond kid fell face first into the water and while still face first in it he said "do you want to grab a beer?" with of course bubbles coming up and making it hard to understand.

Later the two was at a bar drinking and it was mostly quite.