dream fragment

During the dream I could remember what led up to this point, but now I can't!

My memory starts with me going to my mailbox across the street where I found a Keytar on top with "Holy Trinity" (the name of my old high school, grad:2008) written on the back. I figured someone had found it and put it there much like people do with the junkmail and flyers they don't want. I guess I was a little mischievous as I decided "finders keeps" and quickly took it back to my porch to bring in after I got my mail.

Now I'm back at the mailbox ready to get my mail when someone for what ever reason is patrolling my street. As I remember him, he looked alot like Lobo Sebastian (http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0780957/), an actor from "The Longest Yard". I was in fear he would see the newly stolen keytar on my front porch, maybe a hundred meters away, and punish me in what ever form. We exchange pleasantries and I was in the clear!

Next thing I remember was attempting to insert my key into the mail box (which if I remember correctly was facing perpendicular to what it does in the waking world) and feeling so drunk it took numerous attempts to get it in. This is something I was afraid the Lobo character would see, and although I knew I couldn't get in trouble for, gave me a great deal of stress. I also remember thinking it was going to be hard to work on the project with my friends being as drunk as I was, which must have been the precursor to this dream that I don't recall.

I believe I woke up shortly after this, and as I frequently do, felt very stressed upon awakening.

Thanks for reading!
-Greg

Not too many full dreams lately. :\

Math class (Frag)- All I remember is I was in math class, and my math teacher was giving us a lecture on something I already knew, so I was bored out of my mind. I got out my phone and started texting a friend and then began to draw a "FML" on the table. It was something like "Today I was in math class............ FML"

Though it was only a fragment, it was surprisingly vivid.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in my school, walking through the back door with one of my friends. I've described the building a lot in previous dreams, but to make a long description short, it's basically a huge long atrium with light walls, and a glass triangular roof which lets in a lot of sunshine during the day. The floor is eggshell blue tile, and there are some light-colored tan brick pillars. At the back of the school there was a double door with huge glass panels so you could see through it. Once you got inside these, there was a mat and then another set of doors side by side.

We walked through each of these without pressing a special button - there is security on the campus and you have to push a button for them to open the door for you, but this wasn't the case in the dream.

As for my friend, she's the kind of goofy person who's always seen with food, whether it be mooched off of someone else or bought herself. I happened to be carrying a monetary bill of some sort, which I felt in my hand but never actually saw. It felt thicker than most bills. She stopped and said, "Puffin, can you get me a croissant?"

"Sure."

We started to walk down the atrium, past the classrooms with the closed eggshell blue doors, and then I suddenly had a croissant in my hand, surrounded by a folded napkin. It was a seamless change.

"Here." I gave it to her.

She replied, "nah, I already have one." There was nothing in her hand, though, nor anything to suggest she had bought one.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a very eventful night, with lots of dreams. I woke up at 06.00 with the intentions of doing a WBTB. I ended up falling asleep without taking the G+C pill, and woke up at 8.00 again. I figured it would be a waste to take the pill so I didn't. My dreams have been filled with holes lately. As soon as I wake up, I have to struggle to remember them, and when I do, they are filled with holes. I guess it's just a phase which will pass.

00.30: Bedtime

06.00: 5 minutes WBTB

08.00: Civilization
I'm flying out in space at an incredible speed. I'm not sure if I was lucid or how I started flying. Mars is closing in on me, but when I get close, it is replaced by Jupiter. A narrator voice starts talking. "Mars position in the solar system has been temporarily switched by Jupiter's" I fly towards the big planet. As I get closer I get a brilliant idea. "I'll use the planet's gravitation to go back to earth!" I crash into the planet near the edge (which is now only a disk the size of a room) and my momentum makes it spin around.

I'm stuck to it by the gravitation. And when I see earth infront of me I push away as hard as I can. I quickly reach earth once again and I can see huge landmasses below. South America has a very edgy look to it, and I realise it must be man made. The buildings lining the shore makes a very cool pattern from way up. Suddenly I'm talking to the Aztec chief and I'm showing him a map of what I've just seen. He is pleased. Everything is seen from above. Just like in the game Civilization.

There's just one more space left at a dock. I tell my brother Martin to start a settlement there. "USA will take this spot if you don't, and they control the whole damn world now!" The dream changes to a first person perspective.
I'm standing infront of a conveyer belt leading into a hatch. A guy is operating the hatch with a lever, and he's cutting up pieces of pink soap. A rabid wolf appears behind the hatch and is trying to get through.

The guy holding the lever gets very frightened and runs off. The wolf gets through with its head, biting the air. A strange dwarf jumps down from the ceiling and grabs the wolf's head. With a snap the wolf is dead. Everyone cheers and the dwarf is rewarded some prize for his heroic actions.

08.00: Chinese food
I'm sitting in a very oldschool car with Monica. It's raining heavily outside and we've just ordered Chinese food. We get out of the car and enter the restaurant. We get in the pretty long line of people. A guy infront of me turns around. "Hey Matteh! Great night last night, wasn't it?" he says and shakes my hand. I don't recognise him at all, but I play along, feeling uncomfortable. The guy next to him does the exact same thing, and I don't recognise him either.

I try to remember what kind of party I had attended, but fail. "A kickass one obviously if I can't even remember" I think. It's our turn to buy the food, and it's already waiting for us in those white, styrofoam boxes. I take a look at the menu and everything looks delicious. There's a dish with a red X on it, and I can see it involves some kind of Chinese gambling on a machine.

08.00: Back in class
I'm at my cousins place, holding five empty glass bottles. I enter their bathroom hall. It's got grey tiles everywhere and is pretty narrow. I spot several reinforcing bars sticking out of the wall. "Haha as usual" I think and open a few drawers. There's no room in any of them and I close them again. I walk out into another room and I totally forget about the bottles as the dream changes. I walk into a classroom filled with my old class.

"Hey Mathilda, can I have a few papers please?" She looks at me and whines a bit, but gives me a folder. I walk up to the teacher. It's my old history teacher. "Can I have four papers please?" I ask him. I intend to draw some. I head for my spot and there's a guy sitting there. "Hey can you move?" I ask him. "It's not your spot" he tells me. I can see my name on the bench in a black marker. It's a bit to the left, which is empty. I sit down and whine a bit to get some reactions from a douchebag.

08.00: Fragment
*I'm playing some kind of real life game, with Barney from "How I met your mother" The game is obviously to control him, and do whatever you want. I get alot of chicks to fall in love with me. Monica tells me she was together with him for a few months a few years ago.

09.30: Poisonous spider
I'm looking at a picture of an enormous red and black spider sitting in a web. The usual narrator voice starts talking. "This spider is as large as a large car" Suddenly I have the spider infront of me on the table. It's not that big, and it's got a ball of web in its mouth filled with eggs. I remove the ball and play with the spider for a while. I know this dream can be changed and I guess I was kinda semi-lucid. The spider grabs the ball again and I kill the spider.

I dissect the spider and remove the fangs, which are enormous. I am careful not to get stung by one of them and I put all the spider goo in the sink. One fang is missing and I spot it in the sink. I grab it and I can feel it sinking into my flesh. It's just stinging slightly, but I realise that this is not good at all. I try to "Load" the dream (as I did in the dinosaur dream, just like you can do in a game) and I imagine the spider being whole and safe on the table again.

It's not there. I can hear Monica in the shower, singing. "Oh shit, this isn't good at all" I think and take a look at my hand. It's getting red. I rush to the computer to try to get some advice on the internet on what to do. I guess I was going to ask in the DV chat haha.



09.30: Another restaurant
I'm with some co-workers and we're on a bus or something similar. We're all pretty drunk and I remember Linus being there. Suddenly I'm in the restroom at a restaurant. I can hear two people trying to have sex in the booth next to me. "Having sex with your own mother would be really sick" I think for some reason (wtf?) and starts taking a piss. As usual I soak the entire place in piss. I try to remove most of it, and I remove my clothes to dry them. I can hear my friends Eric and Felix talking on the other side of the wall.

I walk out of the restroom and enter the dining hall. "Hey guys! What's up?" I ask them. They look at me with shocked expressions. "Dude, put on some clothes, we're in a restaurant!" Eric tells me. I look down and I'm only wearing underwear. I walk back towards the restroom to fetch my clothes. A table full of girls starts giggling and whistle as I walk past them. I put on my clothes and go back. My pants feel very weird, and they're definitely not the same as when I bought them. They don't even look the same. My mom tells me something.

10.30: Taking a shower
I'm standing in my mom's house. Waiting for the person in the shower to finish. There's a mirror above the door and I look at it. My little brother Morgan grins back at me. He gets out of the shower so Monica and I can enter it. It's an entire room made for showering. There's one shower each and it feels really good. Monica tells me there's something wrong with her shower. I walk over to her and try the different switches. All the nice modes of it comes with cold water instead of warm. She squeals when I turn it on. "Oh well, that sucks" I say.

10.30: Fragment
*I look something up on google. I spot my old dreamblog as the top result. The entry is just the same as the whole phrase I put in.

11.00: Jungle creatures
I'm looking at a few amazing pictures of a black panther. It appears the shot has been taken just a second before the panther would close its mouth on the camera. I wonder how they can take these kind of pictures and survive. It's like a movie starts playing infront of my eyes, and the narrator voice starts talking. "The jungle boys are brave. They agitate the panther into attacking, then retreats into the trees as they take pictures" I can see a boy jumping away from a panther just like that.

"The frogs of this jungle are very effective. The tadpoles are amazing hunters" I see several black, very large tadpoles swimming around in a muddy lake. Trapping a few fish in the shallows. "Because they can walk on land, they are excellent hunters" the narrator voice says. One tadpole tries catching a fish, but it gets away. I grab it and inspect it. It has a slimy, black body and it's as big as a frog already.

11.00: Fragments
*I'm with my mom and their dog Igor. There's another dog there, a german shepherd called Edd. Igor is on his stomach, and I scratch him. There's some kind of open pouch on it, and it feels very soft. "Igor has been eating snakes, so we're waiting for them to come out" my mom tells me.

*I'm sitting at a table with my family. My sister Madeleine asks me if she can borrow my saw. We've each received one as a gift for christmas or something. "You can buy a new one, it's only 1 kr" she tells me.

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! Alot of dreams... I realise I don't have as many holes as I think I have. When I'm typing most of it comes back to me, but I'm still 100% sure I was lucid in either the Civilization dream, or the Poisonous spider dream. As I can't remember fully, I cba to write it. I'm also not going to include semi-lucid anymore. G+C next weekend!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I had 4 dreams last night, and the weird thing is I know there were 4 dreams but I only seem to remember a tiny tiny thing of one, and then the entire last dream.

Awake, Comments, Non-Lucid, Lucid

Dream 1:
I was in the subways in Brussels, a city I have lived 4 years ago, and I was together with someone (don't remember who though..) All I remember from this one was wanting to light a ciggy while waiting for the sub, but dropping my lighter on the edge of the platform, and said lighter breaking in half.

Dream 2:
I am in my appartement, and am having dinner with my dad, two sisters, and my mom.(Since my parents are divorced for a couple of years now my mom isn't supposed to be anywhere NEAR the appartement so I guess this could be seen as quite the DS right?) After dinner, as I always do, I go outside on the balcony to smoke a ciggy. Said balcony has bankerai flooring with about 1cm space between the planks. As I finish my ciggy I want to put it in the ashtray, but it falls on the floor and between one of the cracks.

Next thing I know, a lot of smoke starts coming from under the planks, and a bunch of very angry wasps fly out. Panicking I run inside and close the door, but 4 of them manage to follow me. I grab the nearest thing (a newspaper) and furiously start trying to hit them with it. This succeeds, but next thing I know my dad yells that there's a scorpion on the ceiling. As I look up I see this black shiny scorpion about 5 cm long, that's just letting go, so I jump aside, throw away the newspaper, grab a shoe and crush it with that. (Ever crunched a cockroach with a shoe? That sound:p) All of a sudden there's a whole lot of scorpions in the appartement so I try crushing as much as I can, smacking one of them off my dad's leg. By now, the scorpions have changed to these big, sandcolored ones. I could see all this in quite nice detail, I mean, if I stared at one of them I could even see the innards through the back of the beastie.

Here the dream jumps, but I'm still in my appartement, still with the scorpions, I'm just standing somewhere else right now, and my cat is sitting next to me, hissing at the scorps. (Another major dream sign, my cat stayed with my mom and has hence never been in my appartement...) My dad is yelling at me that I have to take a little bottle of water and use that to hit the scorpions, but first I should hit my cat on the head and behind with it (which I proceed doing). I then all of a sudden notice a hole in the wall through which the critters are apparently getting into the appartement (by now the scorpions have been joined by cockroaches as well). I grab a roll of kitchenpaper and try plugging up the wall with it. (Eh..what?) But the critters just push it out of there and keep coming.

And another jump. Now I'm in this paperstore, talking to a guy and his wife. The guy looks like the guy from the shop where I buy my tobacco, his wife I don't recognize. I'm telling them what happened in my appartement earlier, but suddenly the conversation shifts, it went like this:

ME: "Yeah I saw this hippo being attacked by a crocodile today."
GUY: "Oh yeah I heard that story, that hippo certainly put up quite the fight against that snake right?"
ME: "Dude, didn't you hear me, I said crocodile?"
GUY: "Yeah that's what I said, huuuuuuge snake!"
ME(getting pissed off): "Are you deaf or what?! I said the hippo was attacked by a crocodile!"

And then I woke up next to my girlfriend, immediately closing my eyes and trying to remember. Weird thing is, at first I knew nothing, until the word scorpion jumped to mind, and then it all came back

Comments: First of all, I was really pissed at myself when I woke up, since my mom being at my appartement, AND my cat being there, should've made it perfectly clear to me that I was dreaming, but apparently it's not all that easy and I'm just not trained enough yet:p I'm happy about the clarity of the dream, and the level of detail I remembered
One weird thing I noticed though... this just came to me while typing it all out... The short first dream seemed to be about a lighter breaking while wanting to light up a ciggy. The second dream everything got started by a ciggarette, and in the second part I'm talking to this guy which my brain apparently gave the face of the guy I buy my ciggies from. What does this mean? Anyone willing to comment on it, you have my gratitude

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Probably due to my desire and attempts to recreate my whole dreaming experience I am having a dry spell of lucidity.

Dream 1: The Pyramid Scheme & The Circular College
Nonlucid
I am watching gaunt model types walk into this agency. This is the 1980's and this is a sham modeling agency running a pyramid scheme in talent and money and apparently run by me! I am both the "star" and the viewer. As the dream unfolds I realize that the agency is run as a huge talent agency for aspiring models but actually I am faking it all even to the point of having models come in, disguise themselves, and come in again to show a lot of activity since investors are spying on our agency before they invest. The girls, the huge sums of investors and their money, the wild parties and nightlife all to get more money to make more of an agency. However I realized that once the money got to a million the agency would become real with the hottest talents and the worlds best photographers. I started to think this was actually a good idea! and the thoughts shot back "sure it is, girls and money, come on!" Then I was shocked to see that there was no accounting for anything! They were taking in huge sums of money from all over the world and there was zero accounting, it was all done on the fly. I thought "I could see me doing that [if I was like this at this time in history]."
Then I walked away from the only book they had, which was a partially used appointments book for their fake office, into the larger part of the building. The hallway led to a large circular building. Towards what would be the center of this building was a huge and strange classroom. Picture a tube 12 stories high with seating on the insides of the tube's walls. In the center was a circular tower of podiums for instructors, huge viewing screens, and whiteboards, periodically at different stories of height. This was all in a nice calming cream color. Hundreds could participate in this mega-classroom. The seating looked precarious on such a steep wall so I had to try it. It had a slight incline so I could walk out to a seat. Awesome view that felt like floating and no one need be in front of you. There were only a few students sitting here and there since there was no class at this time, they were just using it as a quiet study area.


Later in the day I tried a short nap to try to take hold of the dream world some more.

Dream 2: The Park!
I was fully aware but entering a dream as colors started to form and I could see a park bench and some grass. The grass was super green and everything was unreal-clear and crisp and I thought "this is The Park!" I refer to a park I have heard and read about and been too but never lucid. This is the legendary park which supposedly so many people go to when they die and when they are dreaming or having out of body experiences. Not only is it a well known mecca but is also supposed to be built by the also legendary Lumanians (ultra/ultra long story). Anyway I really wanted to explore this place and have plans on what to look for here when I do explore this place. As I expanded my consciousness the visions dissolved and I lost a connection with it all. I was not upset as I knew that would not help my focus.
Still in the darkness another dream image started to form but again the same thing happened. Then I heard voices getting louder as from a far distance and as I started to try to become my full self but again, they too faded away. I grasped in the darkness with my consciousness, I felt as if I was supposed to hold onto something but I didn't know what it was so I couldn't grasp it and hold the dream together. If you are reading this and you know what that thing is, please tell me otherwise I think its probably just a metaphor for something I have to do. What this thing is I will have to find out.

I was fighting like I would on Modern Warfare Reflex, only it was in my own yard, and the dream didn't have any actual fighting that I remember. I had direct control (as in not using a controller to control myself) and we had to dispose of the bodies once we were done. We have a big green Waste Management trashcan that I think we put the bodies in at first, but later in the dream it was replaced by four much taller trashcans. They were still green, but for some reason they were owned by Google, and Google would not allow us to dump the bodies there (not that they stopped me, I just knew that information for some reason so I didn't try) We had to put the bodies somewhere else, I don't remember where though. At the end of the dream, I started using the Wii remote again, but not to control myself. I resurrected a body as if a zombie to walk it somewhere to dispose of it, and I found out it was easier to piggyback on its shoulders so that I would go wherever I had it go (I controlled it with the remote), but then I woke up.

*I did dream last night, but can't remember the dream. Then I woke up at about 5:30 am, then went back to sleep, and had another dream.*

I was hanging out with my friend Kim at his house. This technically wasn't his house since I've never been to his house in real life. His room was very big and his bed was very high up from the floor, kinda like on a platform with steps leading up to it. The only other things I remember about the room were that it was kinda girly with cream as the main color and pink as the accent color, the door was white and on the right wall (from where I was sitting on the bed), and that there was a small pink-framed TV against the wall facing me. Kim and I were laying on his bed (not in a sexual way). Kim's mom came into the room. It wasn't his mom because I've never met his mom in real life, and she was white and Kim is black. She was average sized with straight blonde hair and glasses. She was saying something to me, then left the room. She shouted something through the door, ending it with Daniel. I shouted back "Danielle!", which I thought was strange since I don't normally go by that. She came back into the room and told me that I needed to lean against Kim and read, then she left again. I took out my camera and was showing Kim this video I had mashed up with a bunch of clips. The only clips I can remember specifically were:
1. My boyfriend Chris staring into the camera. His eyes were really wide and he had this half smile on his face. He slowly moved his face towards the lens.
2. My friend Lilas and I in a room that wad almost like a lunch room. It was white with beige tile, and a bunch of round tables with beige chairs. Her and I were in our bathing suits. I can't remember hers, but mine was a blue one-piece that I actually wore at camp a couple summers ago. We put our arms over each others shoulders so another (unseen) person could take our picture.

It has been so long since I have had a lucid dream. It is crazy to think I have been practicing for almost three years now. The problem is keeping track of the daily routines in such a hectic life. For the past couple of months I have been trying to recapture my lost ability. I have finally come to the realization that my journal and reality checks were responsible for almost 90% of my lucid dreams and if I want to have them regularly I must pick up the habits once again. Here is where I am at right now. I have remembered several dreams lately, and experienced an intense sleep paralysis the other night. It was the most vivid sleep paralysis I have ever felt. I awoke in a deep rem cycle, rolled over, thought to myself I should try to enter sleep paralysis, and bam I flew into the blackness spinning and twirling! I heard voices all around me, childrens laughter, adult's conversating, screams of pain. Visions began swirling in front of my eyes, and in an instant, a flash of white light erased it all and I was soundly asleep in a non lucid dream. I have had intensly vivid dreams, but none lucid, I have been shocked that I haven't realized I could become lucid in many of them. It is just too much for me to write down. They have been long and vivid. From this point on I will be using this forum everyday as I once did to record my dreams and re earn my lost ability to lucid dream every single night. Last night I had a dream that a rookie was sitting down in front of what is now carter and tim the rookies lockers. He was not good looking and apparantly out of shape. He seemed to have ugly blonde redish curly hair and a matching beard. He had a smart and cocky mouth which he would not stop running. Taylor respectfully tried to calm him down but the douchebag refused to listen. Taylor got that look in his eye, his facial expression went blank. I know what that means, he had crossed that line. Taylor stood up and walked for him, I jumped in the middle and put my hands on his chest. I said " Taylor don't. Please man just let it go." I had saved that rookies life, or at least kept him from going to ICU. And that's it. Bring em on subconcious, I'm ready for you.

I'm a Toys-R-Us Kid

I am at Toys-R-Us with my mother, father, and brother. We are looking around, and split up. We are supposed to meet up again in a few minutes, but I get lost. Some type of adventure befalls me, though I don't quite remember what. Finally, I meet up with my family again.

In this dream, Toys-R-Us looks like a greenhouse. There are many rooms in it, connected to other rooms. There are tropical plants around. (And fireplaces?)

Letters to Lincoln

We are talking about Abraham Lincoln. Our family (in the dream) has letters that were written by Abraham Lincoln's wife. We don't know exactly where they are, but apparently we were descended from her. We have a bunch of her old stuff, actually. I wonder if it is worth anything.

The Church

I am visiting a new church. It starts out with me listening to the church on the radio, but then I actually end up there. At first I think it is a good church, and well founded in scripture. But then the pastor begins to talk. He is dressed in some odd uniform, and his whole message seems to be about how he doesn't think Christ is the only way to heaven. He hints that Christ may actually not be God. "What kind of a church is this?" I think to myself.

The preacher decides to show a movie to the congregation. It is about Barak Obama. As soon as Obama appears on the screen everyone stands up as though they were going to sing the Doxology. I am a little disgusted by this seeming idolatry. I had been standing out in the hallway watching through a door. I sit on the floor in a sort of a protest. People in the sanctuary decide to sit, too.

Grandparents (fragment)

I seem to remember something about going to my Grandparents' house.

A Series of FA's

Have fun sorting this one out:

I wake up and check the clock. It is 8:45. I usually do a RC upon waking up, but I always assumed looking at the clock was good enough. Then I wake up. Not to be made a fool of again, I look at my hands. I rub them together. Nothing looks odd, so I must be awake. Then I wake up. I look at the clock again. It is a little hard to make out, but it looks like it's 1:45. Good, plenty of time to do a DEILD (I'm pretty sure this was a FA too. This set of dreams took place around 8:00am). I enter into a dream about Toys-R-Us. I pinch my nose and can still breathe. But then the dream changes so that this is actually not occurring, but is a memory of me doing a nose-pinch reality check in the past.

I am walking down an aisle in Toys-R-Us. There are characters from Star Trek there. They seem to be advertizing a sale on Star Trek merchandise. There is also food and apple cider. I stock shelves a while, and see Angela Lansbury. She seems to know me. I try to think of how I know her.

An announcement comes over the loudspeaker system, referring to the town we are in. I am reminded that I work in Wintersville, Ohio (I don't in real life. I don't even live near there). That is hard to believe for me that I actually work there.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had an okay dreamnight. Got a lucid and I managed to stay in the dream even though it faded, which is something I haven't been able to do before! Even though the dream was long, and complex, it was filled with holes when I woke up...

11.30: Bedtime

05.15: Fragment
*I'm running down a mountainside towards a lake. My sisters and brothers have each caught some kind of fish, and I want one too. I spot a red lobster at the edge of the water, and I head for it.

05.15: 40 minutes WBTB

07.10: Weird Lucid MILD
I'm with Felix and G in his appartment, only it doesn't look anything like it. A few people are wandering around, most likely going home after a party we've just had. I have no clothes on, and I have to take a piss. I get up and cover myself up with one hand. I open the bathroom and two girls scream when I try to enter. I walk into the kitchen instead. After a while I'm on the couch again, trying to put on some underwear. A few people at the door is looking at me, smiling. I notice that my balls is showing and I laugh and tuck them in.

Dream skips. I'm walking towards a road, going away from the party. I spot an excavator and I walk up to it. There's no one inside and it's moving around on its own. Suddenly it tries to get to me, and I have to jump around to avoid getting crushed. "Wait! What is going on?!" I yell. I notice my co-worker Niclas standing a few meters away with a remote. The machine starts moving faster and I jump up on the arm and hold on for dear life. Just as it starts squeezing me over the stomach.

I realise I'm dreaming. I climb up to the top of the excavator's arm and sit down at a table there. I start writing down my dreams for some reason. I can hear a loud thud coming from an eerie looking building on the other side of the road. Every other second or so. I jump down and take a look at my hand. It looks like all of my fingers have melted together a bit. "I should find something to blow up" I think, but the light is fading fast. I realise I have to stabilize the dream and create light first.

I try to scream the word "Light!" by it ends up being a thought in my head instead. I guess I was too close to waking up. I realise I have to root myself fast. I throw myself down on the ground and starts touching the asphalt. The light is now completely gone, but I refuse to wake up. I keep on feeling the asphalt and concentrating as hard as I can on my sense of touch. To my amazement, I don't start to feel my body. Suddenly I can feel two walls, like I'm in a corner. My sight returns to me and I realise I'm in my bed.

Once again I'm closest to the wall, and I can see small lights in the room which I recognise as the refrigerator and other stuff. I take a look at my hand to make sure I'm still dreaming, and I spot 7-8 fingers. I get up. And wake up.


11.15: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3, Calea Tea - 2 tablespoons at WBTB

That's it! Atleast I got lucid. And now when I've succeeded in staying in my dream even though it fades, it should be easier in the future. I didn't recall much more than that dream, but I think I had another short lucid. But I forgot to write it down. If nothing happens tonight, I will do a WBTB again tomorrow, trying out G+C for the second time.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

was in a matrix where the authorities for some reason were after me. They hunted me with helicopter while I was asleep at a friends place. The searchlights came into the room, over me, stopped, and then they said my name through a loudspeaker. The atmosphere was highly frightening. I'm in shock. I'm such a nice guy. What could I possibly have done?

I'm obviously trying to become lucid.

This isn't so much a dream as it is an early morning delirious series of waking and dozing visions. It isn't too fresh in my head, but I figure its good to at least write something down.

There was seamless shifting between dreaming state and wakefulness in my bed this morning. I'd be aware of my body and head on the pillow for one minute and the next I would be in this corridor, still lightly aware that it was morning and unable to move freely as in a dream. I woke up again and dozed again seeing this same corridor. Again I woke and dozed but this time I had a vision of zerglings from starcraft. I saw them from a detached aerial perspective, but only briefly as my (real life) alarm went off which brought me into full wakefulness.

Worst wild Ever
I wake up in my room, I started stabilizing, and I headed to the door, and woke up.

Worst DILD ever
I'm sitting at my computer, and I look around and just know that I'm dreaming. I head to the other part of the living room and it feels like I have to pee. All of a sudden theres a toilet there. I wake up.

Frag
I remember being outside and some girl was rubbing on me, and I remember trying to kick some electronic device after tossing it in the air. I kept missing and some guy was laughing at me. He said "by the looks of it, I think this is Spoons old ______". I couldn't figure out who the hell was Spoon


I had some vivid HI about these faces I could see...they were looking at me like I was lying down. I also had something else where I saw some old man and there was all of this yellow surrounding him, like he got engulfed by it. And then I saw the profile of some womans face from just below her eyes down to her chin. She was wearing pink lipstick and suddenly started drinking something from a straw.

In which I'm working at my old job...

I'm back at the job that I quit in September. I'm sitting behind a computer in E's classroom reading a non-work related blog. The students are coming in, and E says that I need to walk around and assist them with their work. I feel a little guilty that I had to be redirected. I know better than to waste time at work like that. But when I get up to help the kids, I remember the conflict I had with them and I'm embarrassed to be around them. I start to think about how much I hate the job, and I remember that I've already quit. I ask E why I'm there, and she tells me that I'm dreaming. I become lucid and decide that if I'm dreaming, I can just leave and go somewhere else. But when I walk out the door of the classroom, the dream ends.

In which my uncle and I carve up a dead cow...

I'm at my grandmother's house and my uncle and I are in the kitchen carving up a dead cow for dinner. It's really messy and we are wearing butcher's clothes, including the long, heavy black plastic apron.

In which there is a ghost in my great-grandmother's house...

I'm at my great-grandmother's house, though in the dream she is already dead. I'm in her living room sleeping on the couch, and my uncle is in the armchair nearby, reading. (I think this dream is a continuation of the previous one about the cow carcass though we are at my great-grandmother's house and not my grandma's.) My brother comes into the living room and wakes me up. He tells us that there is a ghost in the back of the house.

We go to the back bedroom which used to be my great-grandmother's bedroom. My brother and uncle ask me if I remember a ghost ever haunting the house before. They want my opinion on the matter because when I was a child, they tell me, I was a spirit-medium and frequently communicated with ghosts. (This is not true in real life, by the way, but in the dream I accepted it as true.) I told them that I did sense a presence of a hostile male ghost.

The bed is pushed up against the middle of the wall of the square room. The wall containing the door to the hall is on the left of the bed. The wall containing two windows facing the street is on the right. The wall containing the closet door is directly in front of the bed, and my great-grandfather's hospital bed is in front of it. On the closet door are stickers of drumming soldiers, partially faded with time. The way the room is set up is accurate to real life, but the stickers are actually in the guest room in real life- not in my great- grandmother's bedroom. I point them out to my uncle and brother.

"Those stickers shouldn't be here," I tell them. "They belong in the front bedroom." We go into the front bedroom to see if the stickers are where they should be, but they are not. I explain that I have only recently found out that our elder uncle B did not put the stickers there. They were there when our great-grandmother bought the house and belonged to the boy who lived here before. I told them that I think that boy's ghost is haunting the house.

They ask me if I think it could be the ghost of either of our great-grandparents, both of whom died in that house. I tell them that this is not possible because they are at peace, not wandering the earth like ghosts. I tell them that I remember feeling the ghost's presence before. That boy is now an angry young man. I explain that this is why my great-grandmother's secret bathroom has been locked up for years. He killed himself in there.

My uncle and my brother seem surprised that I know about a secret bathroom. They ask where it is, and I show them a panel on the wall which can be removed to reveal a door. We open the door and find a tiny little bathroom, so small that a large person could not fit inside. It's a scary place, and we immediately close the door and replace the panel.

Afterwards, I walk over to the two windows and turn the blinds up so that people outside cannot see in. I explain that this will prevent the ghost from entering the house again. Then I notice that there are American flags hung up on the wall between the windows. The flags are mirror image to the way they should be.

"I guess Grandmother couldn't tell that they were backwards," my uncle explains.