dream fragment

Oh yeah, I feel good about myself. this thing has been "Haunting" me or something like that for at least a week, where I couldn't remember my dreams, I think there might be some correlation, I had enough and decided to just try and beat him down.

I was in/on the biodome/moon. I was in a large white room. there where two doors right in front of me. but the only way I could tell they where doors was the fact that they where slightly grey. I remember Nomad and/or Raven's energy signature, but I don't actually remember anything about them.

False awakening.

I'm in my bed, I can hear sounds from super smash brothers and different assorted shooting games. My cousin yells up the stairs and asks to borrow my bag of games, I'm tired and yell at her.

at least i woke up right away. it was very vivid and realistic.

girl about to sleep with a man. he is very hesitant but she gets him naked and he precoms on the bathroom floor. she is really a man, about to have surgery on her penis-wearing a weeird devide on it. starts to brush her teeth, then shaves her legs. gets mad when the man still says no and cuts her hair. runs onto a bed, her air is now yellow with black squares...it's very curly and was in braids or dreadlocks before. she has long nails. morphs into same girl singing in a music video, her hair is now in big loose curls. she is singing. then it goes through many different people all singing different things. i feel like i am watching an opera where the stage is a big cirlce and the audience circles around and ther are different things goi g on on differnt sides. 2 nerdy men singing for a while. it ends back on the man/girl and she is at an extra long piano pounding on the keys...half go up and half go down in blocks.

something about a d and d type game. we find someone to be our "crying baby girl"
something about a long hallway? that has to do with the above.

my mom and i are watching the opera and i start playing with these nobs in front of us. 2 holes we put the nobs in and my mom starts running her bare feat along a long flat cord thats below the table. she is moving a giant sheet in front of us. tells me to do the other. it takes me a while to find it, but the cord is behind us, at a 90 degree angle to the otherhuge rotating sheets. eventually we get the sheats to lift up entirely, chairs tables people have to move out of the way. the finally lay down flat. something goes wrong-i get thrown, covered in stuff. trying to cal for help. everyone staring in my direction but no one sees me. i am crying and gagging and dying. i think someone finally finds me??

walking on a pond

martha stewart/michelle obama party
i walk into a fancy party-we hve to climb up the entry way its scary and the walls are filled with little boxes and narrow woden holes to hang onto. i get to top and find martha stewart/michelle obama sitting by a bunch of cooking food on a stadium style area. i take some soup, she glares. i eat some-its good tomoato soup. i tip toe down past but leave my soup up a few steps...i am clumbsy and its too full. she glares again and asks why i didnt get it. i tell her i am too clumbsy but reach back for it. i accidently spill it all on a white poodle/baby. i realize i shouldn't have eaten it as the party is still just getting started. i need to clean the baby so i put it in a pool. it takes a long to time clean, mostly because the baby is playing. it wants me to keep playing. i get frustrated and walk over to the other side of the pool. i have to walk along the bottom and the water is too high to keep the baby out. when i get to eht other side, the baby is very mad.
i run away to my room. its a huge room in a huge building. the rooms are stadium style again, all built on each other. i am somehow related to michele/martha but this isnt my room. i might get a room eventually. i stand in front of a mirror and think about masterbating. i do a little...im in long wide pants. i look up, and there is a window looking into my room. a man comes and looks out as i am looking and looks creaped out that i was looking in and says goodnight. i say goodnight. i go out to turn off all the lights so i can sleep and try WILD(sheesh!). thats when i notice the other stadium style rooms and how big the place is

i am by a pool/pond/house. i can hear jeremy talking about how he eneds to work on his thesis but he will probaby fail. we need to beat the russians for something..they are getting close, he method wont work, but he has to prove that so he can move on. i am digging and digging, not sure why. i hit concrete on the pool side. on the house side i hit some concrete but mostly it's open. there are support beams and then a narrow space. it's filled with bugs. it's filled with bees, and pretty much every kind of bugs. i see something giant move and hide. there is a 2 foot long catapillar just hanging out. i tell everyone to run. people start freaking out and we all start leaving. i feel responsible so i jump in the pool and help people leave. i am the last one besides a girl. she is struggling. i go grab her and help. she gets pulled under, i still have her hand. she is under too long and drowns. i take her body out and to the house. we have to cross a pond with a walkway to get there.i tell the owner about the horrible mess. kelso reorts that there are 2 new species that he has never seen before from the few they were able to collect. he shows me through a window. there is a little man made pond and several things floating in the water. some weird ducks. i notice one is a man/alien i somehow know. i excuse him and go grab the man i take off his suits angrily, but i can't not kiss him.
enjoy kssing him, want to go further, he is scared but somehwat into it. i can't remember how far it goes.
somehow end up in a strange place(open to the sky, a ring or circle in the middle) talking to this large book/map(large, glowing). it gives me something and tells me to run.
got a book huge monsters chomp people a little-make them go crazy by removing parts of the brains
dodging cops, found 2 hostages
running looking for a plane at some junk yard...plans are made into restuaants and hotels. hide in a hotel. a woman comes in sayinh she is going to marry one of the other men/me. i tell her i am not ready, we just met. she gets angry, says i must have gone to a hotel and married a russian prostetute(a bordella) i say no and start pulling glass out of my mouth...its all along my gums. i keep pulling it out. theres tons. she thnks i am giving her a present and she gets angrier. i like her a lot, but am concerned about my mouth...i keep pulling it out.

i wake up. it takes me a long time to recall all this. thinking backwards really helped.
bordello
spitting out glass

28.08.2010

Not to the military (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Awful night. Restless sleep. I had a small argument with my wife before going to bed (fixed now) However, at least I got a fragment. I can claim I always wake up with something.

- Assigning stuff.
- Could not assign the military.
- Odd site.
- Indoors.
- Several applicants.

Missed dream signs:
- Unknown.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Unknown.

1. I'm reading articles on the internet, and see that the University of Kentucky has a sophisticated oil-cleanup system. I stop reading that and read about a local college's study abroad program. One is to Kenya, another to another African country where the girls are very fat. Also on the website is the college's opening ceremony, where a Christian singer's voice is beautiful enough to cause chicken eggs to hatch.

2. I visit the same college's game club. I see myself playing a board game with P and others, and express surprise.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Maybe I am pushing it too far. Just this night I woke up around 10 times, with only 1h or 1:30 of interval in between. In some of these moments I didn’t write down any dream, although I could remember I just had one. I actually can’t remember of one single moment I wasn’t dreaming. Every time I woke up I recalled a dream and as soon as I closed my eyes I resumed the dreaming, sometimes at the exact same point where I had left. Maybe I shouldn’t try so hard to recall dreams, because my mind is getting a little obsessed about it 


23:20 GMT - Sleep

Dream within a dream
Not sure what was the storyline, but have the feeling it was a dream within a dream or a dream about a dream.


1:00 GMT

A girl uses my dreams to enter some guy’s dreams
I am inside the mind of this guy, in his own living room projection, seeing his objects and absorbing his life stories through what I find. I see his picture of him on a shelf and I pick up from the table some notes written by him. He left something written about these dreams he’s been having about this mysterious girl, how strange the dreams are and how he thinks she is real. He calls her Lilith and all that he describes in his notes remind me of a few of my own dreams. I have this impression that I have some connection to this girl – I have this idea that she is like a ghost in the machine. I’m not actually her, but she uses my dreams to enter his dreams. And he is so obsessed about her.
I then can actually sense her presence in the room, just like a ghost. Through the window I see a thick darkness outside. It’s a bit creepy and I shut the blinds to feel less goosebumps.

Mystical sunset
I am in my kitchen but outside, instead of other buildings, I see through the window-door the most beautiful and remarkable sunset ever over a sea harbour. There’s a few clouds in the sky, which is radiant in orange and purple shades. I go outside to really absorb this mesmerizing beauty. At this point my mother and my boyfriend appear by my side, also amazed at this incredible scenario. I have this distinct feeling that we are in some special place in-between dreams and sharing it. But before I make a remark about this to them, I suddenly wake up. My boyfriend is deeply asleep by my side and I don’t have the courage to wake him up and ask.

2:18 GMT

Police chasing and using a long-time-no-see friend at a party as cover
I am on a train and for some reason there’s policemen on my pursuit. I get out at next stop and mingle with the crowd, but they are still after me. I meet with these two people, a girl and a boy, in the back of some building and we are discussing something when a police car stops near us and we try to run in the opposite direction just to find more police on that side to. They go back and hide in the building and I use the policemen momentary confusion to run some other direction. I pass a construction site and go through it. But I’m a beautiful woman and my passage there does not go unnoticed. The men working there start calling me so I need to get out of there as soon as possible or I’ll be found.
I cross a street, there’s a big lawn and a beautiful tall building at the end of it. I see people all dressed up and spot an old friend of mine there (J.F.). He always had a crush on me and I’m sure he would like to see me again. I am also more or less dressed up, despite the chase and all and I enter this place. We have to pay ticket, luckily not expensive, but I don’t even know what party there is. I go downstairs and it looks like a disco or bar in a basement. I sit close to him, but pretending I didn’t see him. I do something to get his attention and then he sees me and gets frozen, staring at me, unbelieving I’m there. Then I pretend I’m also surprised and we engage in conversation. I feel safe now that I have a good cover. I stick with him.


3:45 GMT

Continuation of the party
After going back to sleep I am again in that basement party and I realise it is a party organized by a student’s association. Looking for a calmer place, I enter this back room where the organizers are doing their work, carrying stuff, ensuring the availability of food and drinks, etc. There’s lots of sound material (woofers, mixing tables, etc). At the end of the party, some guy with long hair is looking for something and he goes nuts when he sees it disappeared. Apparently something pretty expensive. Then a girl from the organization is freaking out because the student’s association will have to pay it if it’s not found. [I had more notes on this dream, but wrote it over something else and it’s illegible.]

4:56 GMT

Naked seduction attempt
I am a lady in her 50’s. I am a business woman, with a busy life, single. On that exact moment I am at this place (a house? mine?) organizing something, receiving guests. There are other people around, but then it’s all over and I’m looking in all rooms if anybody was left behind and closing the doors when I find nobody. Then a guy, also in his 50’s, totally naked, jumps out of one room and is bothering me, wanting to kiss me and so on. First I feel scared, then I recognize the guy and feel simply annoyed and disturbed. Try to call him to reason, try to get him to dress something but he just says he wants to kiss me and to make love to me. I am losing my patience and then he pushes me to a bed and is on top of me and I feel incredibly disgusted to have this naked guy on me and feeling his body parts on me. Brrr... I start battling hard but then he backs up a bit. Then I realise he is not trying to rape me. We are sort of friends and he is really attracted to me and since I am cold as stone he thought he’d have to be really straight to the point to try to arouse me. I think he managed to do it just a very little bit, like a small flicker of arousal in my mind, but in general he failed and I simply felt disgust.


6:00 GMT

Portuguese tourists abroad
I am with my dad coming out of a subway station in a foreign country and outside we see this building right in front, with a glass façade and several names of companies and foundations on it. Me and my father are heading to this particular foundation but before we cross the street, two ladies approach us, one blond older and one brunette, in her 40’s. They ask us in French where is such and such street. We explain we just arrived and have no clue. They say they were looking for a certain foundation, not the same as the one we’re looking and that they thought was on this building but inside the doorman indicated some other building. We said again we would like to help but we have no clue. My father is trying to be nice to the ladies, but his French is quite sucky. He speaks Portuguese with me to ask me something or share some idea with me, when the ladies start laughing! They are also Portuguese and there we were speaking French to each other. So communication got a lot easier and my father who likes to impress the ladies was all of a sudden all kind to them. We say again we don’t know the place so we can’t help, but then they say “Yeah, but you have a map and we don’t!” Oh, so that’s what they are after! Since we won’t give them our map, because we also need it, we decide to go along with them and then come back. This way we can also meet them. Another friend of them appears from the other side of the street and then we go with them to a bus station, because the place is still far away. First I feel totally upset and try to convince my father to draw a scheme and just send them away. But we end up making this tour with them and it ends up being fun.

7:30 GMT

Alternative centre and wasps in a pool
Me and my boyfriend are visiting this town - I think it reminds me Berlin - when we find this strange alternative community centre. I go inside this complex and the first thing I see is this second-hand shop, really busy. My boyfriend was curious if that business was making any money, because he finds the clothes a bit too much weird and they say he’d be surprised. Then we see this room full of couples with little babies, doing some kind of yoga for babies. As we go deeper into this complex, we find a swimming pool. They explain is for the residents of this community and associates but that we could also go use it if we wanted to. My boyfriend jumped right in but I had other plans in my mind.
I’m planning to leave but there’s a guy on a ladder, close to the roof, screaming that he just found a wasp’s nest and that they are pissed. He advises everybody out, but there’s no time. A swarm of angry wasps come in my direction and I just have time to dive in the water, clothes and all. Then we have to keep under water, because as soon as we come to the surface they are there ready to attack. I swim for some time, back and forth, coming for a quick breath at the surface but the wasps are relentless and the guys outside the pool are not solving this problem any time soon.
I have taken vows of compassion towards all sentient beings and besides that, I am just unable to kill any animal, including wasps. But I decide I have to kill them, at least some of them, or people will start drown on the pool or getting seriously stung. I got out of the pool, grabbed something and started killing a few, the others just backed of. I felt awful for each one I killed – the vision of their bodies being crushed was incredibly detailed - but I also thought it was a lesser harm to protect other sentient beings, so I had to do it.

Dream architects
I then leave the pool and a girl offers me to go to her room in the community residential area, to change clothes. While I’m there, finished changing my clothes, I see a doll she has and I pick it up. The doll had really beautiful big blue eyes and dark hair. I find it a bit misplaced as the rest of her room is totally grown-up, no childish things, but at the same time I relate to it, because I also have this Barbie dolls in my room, for no apparent reason, just as a connection to the memories of the past. I guess the doll has some special meaning to her.
Then a strange guy enters the room, asks me not to say a word and he transforms the architecture of the room – I mean, like changing the dream architecture. Where there was a normal window looking over a backyard, he made appear a stone-brick wall with columns over a huge patio like one of an ancient palace. When she arrived she was so pissed off. She screamed to the guy, saying it was not funny, asking me why I let him do it. I decided to leave them discussing it and sneaked out, amazed at the fact that they were dream-architects.

9:30 GMT – Wake up

i slept for 5 or 6 hours and didn't remember and dream when i woke up. i attempted to wild but the dogs started whining. then, aftr the dogs were put outside, the cats came meowing at th bedroom door. and they did it 1 at a time so i had to get up 3 seperate times to let them in. lame.

but my attempt was somewhat successful i think for only being my 3rd try. i started to hear weird noises and then thought i lost it. when i opened my eyes though jeremy was laying next to me but also standing at the foot of the bed. i Tried to look at my hand for a reality check, but everthing started getting fuzzy. so, for some reason i tried to run over To standing jeremy and i woke up

i was too tired after that tp try again so i just let myself fall asleep.

The next tim ei woke up i remembeed i deam where i was at this big house with some of my family and some people i didn't know. there were tons of animals and a few of them were mine. there was one dog that was tan and medium sized that was constantty running around The cats were all in a fenced backyard that was on a hill and had some trees. i heard people yelling and went out to see some men trYing to get the tan dog off of a cat and a woman tending to another cat. there were other cats and kittens lying around that apeared to be wounded. they soom seemed ok at closer inpection. i asked the woman if i could help by setting aside the non wounded one and she was mad at me and told me to keep that dog away from the cats. i went down to the fence and saw that it was a big gap where the dogs must have gotten through. for ssome reason i went back up The hill and then i saw the dog with a bunch of others get through the fence and grab some cats. they were playing tug of war with them and i franticaqlly tied to run down the hill, screaming for help. i couldn't move very fast though.

a fragment i remember- i was at my parents house, collecting arrowheads. i went out to the road and there was a tupperwear container full of rocks and a pile of rocks next to it on the road. i started going through the rocks and found tons of arrowheads. then i looked in the tupperwear and founs a few. my dad came by so i hid in the tupperwear. he got mad that it was open and tried to close it. i think he kneq i was in there. then there was something back at the house with my sister candy and a coffee drink.

So I decided to go ahead and give the DEILD method a shot. I wasn't sure how I'd go about attempting it because it involves reflexively keeping my eyes shut when I wake up and, to be honest, I've got no practice doing that. So I go to bed at about 12:30 with an alarm set around 4 o clock. I wake up a few minutes before 4 o clock and turn on my iPod to play some Solitaire. I want to get in the habit of working out the logic center of my mind while I'm in bed at night. I think this will help me out a lot. I go back to bed. About an hour later I wake up because I have to use the bathroom and lo and behold I've got quite a long dream ready and recalled:

Leah and I are driving home from seeing some comedy in theaters with my parents. In the movie I remember it being sorta creepy because the main bad guys were crazy tall and white and really scary looking. During the move in fighting myself to stay awake. I am sitting by Leah. As I watch the movie it sometimes takes on a first person view. The evil looking characters on screen get into a bunch of fights over turf. They remind me of smart zombies. I slowly start to nod off. Towards the end of the movie i go and stand at the front of the theater and watch the last of the movie standing.

After that we head over to a laser tag and my mom makes my brother and I play a game. The women running the place charges five bucks per person. I overhear my mom and sister buying our tix for us. The clerk suggests me and my brother just share a gun to save money until we decide I'd we like it. My mom gets us each our own. The suits have a mouth guard bracket built onto the front and i put it in my mouth without thinking and immediately regret it. In my mind I'm positive I'll have herpes now or something. I glance over and my brother is sitting slouched against a wall on a black bench. He is spaced out. He looked dejected and bored.

Then Leah and i are driving home. We are both tired. I'm using the gps to get us home but I want to stop at a hotel to sleep but we can't because of the dog waiting at home to use the bathroom. Leah mentions that my parents are leading us home a different way than normal. I follow the gps.

Not bad at all for having a few off nights this week. So I go back to bed and I wake up AGAIN. This time I come startling myself awake but the world is in blackness. I can't see anything! You guessed it: I managed to keep my eyes shut. I'm not sure if it was reflex or the fact that I was actively thinking about it before I go to bed. So I'm laying there with my eyes shut. I feel a tiny bit heavy on my back and I feel mostly numb. My toes randomly spasm every once in awhile and my heart starts to race. I know I'm in a good position for the DEILD technique. But of all the things that could happen I start to hear birds singing LOUDLY outside of my window and when that happens I KNOW it's day time and, I'm not sure how, but I KNOW my alarm is about to go off. I hear a faint buzzing sound that is very distinguishable from all of the other noises. Is this part of my HI? I don't know. All I DO know is that I'm suddenly hypersensitive to sounds.

So I stay laying there for a few more minutes when lo and behold the alarm does go off. I get out of bed and grumble my way to the shower. And then while I'm in the shower I'm hit like an epiphany with recalls of "four" other dreams.

I'm in some sort of giant church like structure. My friend Phil is there and so is Lawrence, Chris, and Jake K. We are sitting in the big room where I assume the Pastor is going to preach when somebody starts handing out stacks of bacon as a snack. I say 'Hey, why not' and grab a huge stack and absolutely stuff my face with it. I then go ahead and sit down for the sermon. Time passes, I'm sure, because I'm running out of the room and towards the stairs. I jog up these stairs and turn right to where a small bedroom is. And there are all my friends! Skipping out on the sermon to play video games. I'm mad immediately... Not for skipping the sermon... But for not telling me they were so I could too! I remember in my dream, as well, to be kind and polite around Phil. I know I think to myself that he's a good guy.

For some reason I'm up stairs in some house. I "know" it's my parents house. I walk down the stairs and outside to see some sort of dog out there. My parents had just left to go see a movie. I'm sure of that for some reason as well. So I've been left to take care of the dog. The dogs name is Asimov (Yes, as in Isaac Asimov). For some reason the dog gets hurt or gets killed and my parents return and I tell them what happened. They mention how at the movie they spent the whole time looking for "Asimov" but couldn't find him because he was under a different name. Don't ask me. It doesn't make sense over here, neither.

And now I'm shopping. I've been sent downtown by my wife to go check out this resale shop. I'm assuming it's some sort of 'Platos Closet' because as I walk up to it, it is in an underground mall, the woman at the door goes: "Are you Randall? Leah shops here all the time." I say yeah I am and that I'm here to look at jeans. She asks if I need any help finding anything and I decline. It's at this point she points out that they are closing in 5 minutes. I let her know that I'll hurry. I hate when customers linger in my store. So I look around at the jeans and there's a woman back there as well waiting to help. I don't see anything I really like and end up hoofing it back towards the front to leave. It's at that moment that, for whatever reason, an explosion occurs and I'm sent flying. I land back on the ground and my leg is very clearly broken. The women are freaking out and blaming eachother but none of them seem hurt.

And now I'm sitting in another basement. This time in front of a nice bass stack. My brothers friend, Marc, is there. And I'm pretty sure the other guy is Rob. There's a smaller Asian kid that I've never seen but he has black hair combed over and he plays the guitar. I'm obviously in this band. We shoot the breeze for a little bit and plan to practice when the Asian kid says that this is their last show. They just can't do it anymore. He is kind of a dick. So I ask him, gesturing at my leg, 'Is it because I broke this?'. He shakes his head and says that there's no money in it. I tell him: Well, hey. Once you guys hit 18 you'll be able to play shows every couple of days and make plenty of cash. I tell him my band is playing Marys Place (which we are, in real life! I'm plugging my own band in my own dreams) and that we're bringing in about 20% of the door. I envision what the place looks like so he can see it. I show him a bunch of elegant tables set up in front of a nice stage. Everyone is well dressed. This seems to change his thought process because he's suddenly backpedaling and saying things like 'Well, actually we had plans to...' and then that's all I really remember.

27.08.2010

Classes are over (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Thursday night... cards night... little sleep! Two fragments.

First:

- Classes were over for summer.
- Three classrooms.
- One of the classes emptied.
- There was one class that I just needed to know how to read to pass it.
- That class had wooden furniture.
- One class taught philosophy.
- Wanted to use fireworks to celebrate something, I think the 4th of July.

Missed Dream Signs:
- The fact I was going to class. I do not go to school.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for the ToTM

On the first "day" of my dream, my school caught on fire. It was badly damaged, and everyone rushed out of the school.
The next "day", I remember riding in my mom's car to school. I kept telling her how stupid it was that we were not out of school that day. As we arrived, I looked at the school. Everything seemed to be back to normal, I only saw a few blackened smears. I rode around back and can't recall what happened from there. Then I remember being in our library. There was a deep pond in the middle. I don't know what was in there, but it may have been piranhas. I remember throwing these clear balls full of water as fish food. It was weird.

Today was a little better than yesterday.

1. I've received a message from Mr. Rogers, my old band director, in response to my (irl) request that he tell his students that my saxophone is for sale. He doesn't really answer the request at all, but just says something to the effect of "you need to come and visit more often."
I woke up and was thinking about selling the saxophone and for a second thought this had actually happened.

2. I've found one of my white pairs of shorts, somewhere around the house where it doesn't belong, and I wonder how it got here, and frustratedly take it.


That's all for today. Though I was lazy, and fell asleep about 3 times after my alarm went off and had various dreams which I've forgotten all about.

I was at the House of Blues and my boyfriend and I were supposed to be going upstairs to a VIP thing. The room was dark and fairly crowded, but there wasn't anyone watching the VIP entrance.

So I got back into doing the WBTB function and my recall was much better. I remember three different dreams. The final one I had during a fifteen minute nap which is pretty wild, honestly.

For some reason I own some house that an old acquaintance, Zeb, used to own or live in. It seems fairly run down but in the basement there is a large collection of band promotional stuff. I'm talking: posters, albums, stickers, shirts, and whatever else you can think of. Somewhere down the line I invite him and a few friends over to my new place and I tell him about the stuff I found down there. He looks at me, very seriously, and tells me not to sell any of it or make any sort of money off of it. I tell him he can have it all back and that, at most, I had just been giving it out for free.

This is just a fragment.I remember seeing some sort of promotion for an album that my buddy Tom is a part of. It's getting rave reviews.

I'm in a dark and gothic looking version of New York City. I work at a grocery store and I look like a younger Brad Pitt. For some reason an epic chase scene starts up and I'm suddenly on top of a moving van fighting for my life to get something or take something from somebody. The car I'm clinging to is swinging this way and that until finally some other person, an older man whom I know somehow, drives along side me and starts bumping me and demanding what I've got/am trying to get. I fight him but eventually he causes an accident and I am thrown from the car. I flash forward to the next morning working at the grocery store. I'm sitting down slumped against a wall when this beautiful woman comes in. She's white with long brown hair and dark eyes. She comes over to me and we begin talking. I don't really know what we talk about until finally I say: "You don't know what it's like. I have no ambition. I'm going with you."

And now we're outside of some large castle looking place and we're talking in a hushed whisper. She says the place belongs to her father, Tsuonga. We walk down these concrete steps that are overgrown by dead trees and arrive in front of a large black and brown polished door. For some reason I can suddenly see a glowing yellow receptacle similar to the one seen while playing Oblivion. I make a little joke about it and she nervously laughs. And then the door swings open. We slowly walk in and as we do I warn her that sometimes, in Oblivion, you can get invited into a room and then attacked for no reason. So she needs to be careful.

We're in this building now and everything about it is gigantic. The ceiling is arched and appears infinitely high. There seems to be several different levels all displayed above us, sort of like a mall, and everything reeks of opulence. But everything is still very dark. So we crouch and start to slowly make our way forward. She mutters something in my ear about keeping a lookout for her dad and I nod and we continue. And then suddenly we hear him jogging down the stairs and to the bottom where we are at. He looks odd though. Like a mix between the Mars Attack Aliens (without the helmet) and the Green Goblin and his movements remind me of an NPC in any RPG you've ever played. One minute he's far away and the next, like framerates skipping, he's mere feet away. He jerks towards us and then back up the stairs. My heart is hammering and I motion for her to slowly move forward. So we do. And then suddenly he's descending upon us and obviously furious. We start to fight back but he's absurdly strong. For some reason I try to use some form of magical lightning but my power is low and I'm unable to hold him with it. I run up a set of stairs as and grab him from behind as he closes his arms around some person that is suddenly there. It appears to be a girl. I scream to the girl that I arrived here with and tell her that I'm going to pull his face away from the woman, as he is gnawing on her neck, and that she needs to be ready to shoot power into him even if he is her father. She says OK.

So I grab hold of his chin and grimace as I feel the wetness of the open wound and his saliva and I pull my hardest to get him away from the womans neck. He's biting furiously like a zombie and I'm struggling to even keep him still. And then I wake up.

I really am. I forgot the paper with the dreams from... Tuesday? again. And I'm leaving tomorrow for the Mackinac City-ish area and won't be back until Monday. Anyways, I'll put what I remember of last night's dreams.

~I was walking around a mall with someone else, and Hayley Williams from Paramore was sitting in a big chair in the center of the place. I just kept walking around. Nothing happened.

~No idea where I was in this one--there was some brick building that might've been a school, and then a bunch of grassy areas. Someone was mowing the grass and I was holding a really cool looking pen. It had an elaborate clicker-thing and the middle where all the ink is was encased in a kind of long oval of glass with white roses and stars painted on it.

holy shit. that was crazy. i cannot believe it worked. i was lucid at the begining, and only semi lucid in the middle, non-lucid at the end. recall isn't great

i woke up maybe around 1230 or so but didn't look at the clock. i decided to try wild and just layed down and thought "I am going to remember I'm dreaming. I'm dreaming, im dreamng im dreaming" and day dreaming. It got foggy a few times but i was able to stay awake and then i started to hear one of the dogs in the kitchen but tried not to focus on it. it made me scared for some reason but i held on. then i started to tingle all over. it lasted maybe 15-30 seconds and i remembered this is part of it and got excited...i couldn't control my breathing and was starting to think i was snapping out of it. i didn't know it was a good sign, but my eyes started to move all over...it scared me and i woke up....i think it may have been a false awakening though.

jeremy rolled over after a few minutes and i aske dif he was awake. he was so i told him how close i was. he patted me and rolled over. i got the laptop out and read about WILD.

I decided to try again. this time focusing on lying still and counting 1 im dreaming 2 im dreamking...etc. i got frustrated a few times when jeremy would roll over and touch me or the dogs would get loud(they make more noise at night than i thought) and eventually got up to go to the bathroom. i was frightened then for some reason but tried to ignore that.

I finally settled in and faded out a few times. finally, i could feel myself falling out of bed. i wanted to catch myself, but knew this could be it. i could hear jeremy trying to wake me up, telling me i was falling! i don't catch myself but i end up straight in bed 2 or 3 times and start the falling over(false awakenings?) finally, i fall so much that i know i MUST be on the floor. i feel around and i am in bed. i figure i must be dreaming but feel really silly. its too real, nothing is wrong. but then i look at my hand and it's funny...i don't remember what's wrong with them now though.

i know i am alseep, and try not to laugh too much. i turn to jeremy and say holy shit, this is so funny. he wont wake up...he mummbles and bats my hands away. I still don't quite believe it and am having trouble functioning. eventually i go to the bathroom and look at my hands again...there are 6 fingers, then 4, then 2 sets of 2 fingers on my right hand are stuck together at the base and flare out at the top...i KNOW i am dreaming. I decide to try to get to Marc. i put my hand to the mirror and push. sure enough, i go through. i end up in darkness, but i know i am in the bedroom, on top of a table with a black table cloth covering it. i count my moves forward so i can get out of the darkness if i need to. i go around the table/blackness finding nothing...so i go back. i exit in the bedroom. there is an old volkswagon van and marc is there. i don't think he says much to me. his hair is long and he is sitting in the van as if he is at a drive through watching something in front of him.

i remember worrying about waking jeremy up. i try to call out with him from my own body and even try waking up...i am scared for a minute.

i think i have a false awakening too...jeremy is shaking me telling me to wake up, i am half on the bed, with a goofy smile on my face and drooling.

still in the bedroom-cats, 1 with mange at least 3 of them, 1 older mostly black, 2 kittens black and white. jeremy is there, i tell him they are cute and grab for one of the kittens and cuddle it while it tries to squirm away from me. it has bad mange and a few sores on its back that i look at closely, then i put it down.

now in the livingroom and dining room-mister fighting adalie, not in a playful way lola is also there. they are following me around the house. i am trying to get outside to try flying. i think i do it? and am somewhat unimpressed with flying.

lucidity starts getting choppy...but this part is very vivid still. running outside at night...near some sort of school or warehouse. poeple are sitting around watching something in the sky. fireworks? shooting stars? i don't know. the people around are making fun of me...i guess i was naked or did something imbaressing like peed in front of them? i grabbed a plate thing...was very pretty and sparkly. greens, blacks and blue. was my sister's work, matched a pitcher. the man bought it but i wanted it. i dropped it as he chased me and the end broke so i told him he could havfe it. i flew over to the area where the craft show was to pay but don't think i got there.

marc came over to a hosue, not quite my house but close. i was home alone, there were clothes all over the place. he comes in and smiles, i look at him in amazement...wondering if its real marc or a dream character. he can see my amazment and says,"sorry for the old clothes, i wanted to come right over after ----something?---. . he asks if i wanna play borderlands or another game. his hair is super short and he is wearing a heather blue shit with bleach stains all over it. at this point i know it's not really marc *lucidity is almost gone i think*i try to tell him i don't want to play a game but i have a huge wad of gum in my mouth. i try to pull it all out but its all stuck and there's just tons of it.

there are 2 agents who go to an old womans house on a call. the old woman says that her son is keeping 2 kids in confinement. we/they go downstairs and find a chubby little boy and a little girl who is slightly older. i think they are hispanic or just have really dark hair. they are playing with baby toys and quickly turn around when we/they go downstairs. the room is carpetted and has a glass door leading to a yard, even though this is a basement. one of the walls is lined in mirrors but i don't look in the mirror(d'oh!) they dont recognize us and at first the girl yells "daddy! grandmas got us in confinment and..." and she trails off as she realizes we aren't her daddy. the female agent asks the kids if they have a phone number(presumably for their dad?) and they play a recording from a keyboard it goes "charlie, we have the alpha...something something...

i wake up

i will work on this journal when it's not 330 am on a work night. this was remarkable though...can't believe it! i feel very well rested, but know i need to go back to bed.

this dream came the night after my first day of school. coincidence? i think not.

I don't remember any details now. its really fragmented. just remember that it was the first day of school.