false awakening

Hmm, so, my first dream journal entry...


Leading a Protest

I am some sort of princess, or otherwise famous person, in the midst of a protest (the people need more land to plant yams... I don't know either.). Within the crowd are rows of "hedges," made from something vaguely grass-like, which are our crops. I need to trim the ones belonging to my family before I can join in the protest. As I go, I overhear people talking about how I'll be the one to lead the protest and get them what they need, and wondering how I'll do it. I over hear that I am known as "the Scythe" because my scythe is well... scythe shaped (apparently nobody else's is?), and just as I start thinking this is strange, I notice other people also working, and I am, indeed, the only person with a scythe-shaped scythe. The others are odd boxy contraptions, and mine is apparently old fashioned. Every once in a while, I'll pass my mother, and we have a conversation in which she more or less tells me off for what I'm about to do. Glowing patterns start appearing on the hedges while we talk, and she quickly chops them off. I finish, and start running around riling up the protesters by screaming and waving my scythe in the air, and damaging the hedges near the front of the crowd, which belong to the king. Eventually, the king comes out, dressed in very elaborate robes and headdress, and starts gesturing to the crowd to calm down. I approach him, and then wake up.

Frustrating Awakenings

I'm still in bed, and my little sister and mom come in. My sister starts telling me about how she was talking to the police officer at the high school, and that she found out he likes facebooking, and sent me a message, and that I really should be more active on facebook. She hands me a stack of photos, the one on top being a photo of my facebook profile, and I look at the time of the most recent message (11:32pm) and tell her that this was sent after I went to bed, so how could I have answered it? I then notice it was from my friend J, something about breeding her horse and genetic testing, and ask my sister what this has to do with the police officer, since I can't see any messages from him anywhere.

Suddenly I'm at a cross country competition, and I'm showing my mom the rest of the photos, which were taken by my friend J of her friend competing with her horse at the competition. My mom starts leaving, and I follow, explaining how the riders judge the distance between jumps by walking the course before hand. She starts talking to a man, but I can't hear the conversation.

I wake up, and lean over the stool beside my bed where I keep a pad of paper, and write down the dream. I show it to my mom and my sister, and we have a conversation about the dream I just had.

Then I wake up again, confused for a moment, and once again lean over the stool to write down the dream, plus the false awakening. And then go back to sleep.

And then I wake up AGAIN (for real this time), and realize that I didn't actually wake up the last time ("Oh my GOD" *headwall*) and write down the dream for a third time.

As a side note, I have been attempting a dream journal for three days, and this is now the third day in a row I've had a false awakening to write down my dream (unfortunately the other two times, once I woke up for real, I couldn't remember the dream).

I found myself laying on my bed looking at my phone downloading some random application. I was thinking about a girl from the dream right before this. I then walked into my bathroom and looked in the mirror and noticed my teeth were all crooked. Specifically my right incisor was pushed out and to the left. I thought this was weird, but then I also noticed some greyish plaque on that right incisor. I started scrapping it off with my fingernail when the tooth broke in half. I immediately started freaking out, looking in the mirror I could see the roots still in my gums dripping blood. I picked up the tooth and started thinking about how awful an experience was and that I must be dreaming because it was so bad. However, since I was freaking out so much I wasn't able to properly identify the dream. (This is the only time I have ever questioned reality in a dream and not immediately become lucid). I started yelling and freaking out not knowing what to do. I grabbed my tooth and walked out of my bathroom still screaming. I walked into the kitchen and collapsed to my knees and then looked out the window. I noticed that there was some guy working on his truck out in front of my house. I noticed that the front lawn didn't look like it should, I was confused but had already decided that it wasn't a dream so I knew that it was real. I looked down at the broken tooth in my hand and then back out the window. This time I was really convinced that it didn't look like it should. I stared down at the ground and thought how this HAS to be a dream and then forced my self awake.

27.02.2011

Shark Hunt (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was waking up from an unstable dream. I was almost completely awake, but didn't move. I ignored all input from my body (which was too warm) and concentrated on whatever I could visualise. I found a beach came easily. It was a beach I used to spend a lot of time at as a kid. It occurred to me that this could be a good opportunity to do the Jaws part of the task of the year- kill the shark. But first I had to struggle back into a dream. I imagined that I was barefoot. That way I could feel the sand on my feet, and could dig in with each step- giving great sensory input with which to fool my brain into a dream.

I got to the huge concrete pier at the end of the shore and climbed onto it. I paid close attention to how hard the concrete felt, and jumped around on it for a few seconds to anchor myself. The dream wasn't quite solidified yet, so I was able to force a boat to appear in the water beside the pier. More anchoring techniques. The boat was roughly the same size as the Orca, but was in slightly better condition. As I got close to it, I saw that it was captained by none other than Samuel L. Jackson. His first mate was one of my lecturers, Prof. O'Hare. I put the presence of SLJ down to having seen a particular .GIF which I'll link here if possible, but I couldn't figure out why O'Hare was here.



I stepped on board and the boat rocked dangerously. I sat down in a small tin bathtub which I judged to be near the centre of the deck and waited. Samuel L. Jackson unhitched the boat from the pier and started the engine. O'Hare offered me a dry cracker from a packet he had been munching from, which I accepted. We sailed out to sea, and the sky quickly got dark. It started to rain, then became cold. Next thing I knew, SLJ was shouting something (containing "motherfucker") and backing away from the side of the boat. O'Hare shouted for me to get "on the gun", and indicated a large harpoon-turret on top of the cabin, which I was sure hadn't been there earlier. I climbed up on the roof and looked down the sight of the turret just as an enormous shark reared its ugly head above the water. It was gargantuan. The mouth alone was about three metres across, and it wasted no time in chomping down on the front of the boat. I lined up a shot and pulled the trigger. There was a whoosh noise, the sound of something being hit and a shout of "Aaaaaarrghh!" I looked up from the turret and saw that the harpoon had gone disastrously off course, and was now stuck halfway through O'Hare's upper arm!

The boat turned violently, and I was thrown off the roof of the cabin into the water. As I fell, I saw Samuel L. Jackson at the wheel, dripping with sweat, trying to get the boat to speed up. It sped off, and the shark began to follow. I grabbed its fin as it passed. Strangely, the shark was oblivious to me, an easy meal, clinging on quite close to the side of its mouth.

Some frantic music started to play as the shark persued the boat at high speed. I looked around under the water and was amazed. We were in an area I knew. It was a coastal town, but it was now completely submerged. We were swimming around shops and houses I knew well. I tried to mess with the shark, and tugged its fin. This sent it off-course dramatically, and several times I was able to steer it directly into buildings and archways. This chase (with me as shark-saboteur) went on for a while, then the music stopped. I worried, thinking this might signal the end of the dream, and I hadn't yet killed the shark! I let go of its fin and rose quickly to the surface. I held out my arms and telekinetically brought the shark with me- pulling on the dorsal fin. When we rose above the water into the air, I threw my arms wide apart and the shark exploded into a thick red mist. I looked around and heard a buzzer. It was my alarm, waking me up in time for a driving lesson.

Or so I thought. I woke up, but my body barely worked. It was like all energy had been drained from my muscles. The feeling was familiar from older dreams, so I checked my hand. But my vision was so blurry in general that I could barely see it!

So i was reading on the forms and got bored and decided to take a WILD nap. I was laying very still and it took about 12 minutes before the dreams started kicking in.

lucid

semi-lucid

out of body experience.

When the dreams started kicking in when I was hearing my family around me, I just ignored it and remained still.

I was sitting at my computer still playing the games as I usually do when i am awake. My computer is only a few feet from my bed, playing another Dragon ball z game in 2d kind of not surprised. 3D actual dragon ball z characters started to appear. The first to come was Omega Sheoneron from the GT series was in the sky and then it popped into my head.

The moment when i became fully lucid I smashed my self from the air into the ground creating a giant crater. I felt my real my shaking and starting to vibrate and I could feel I was in SP. I knew I was going to get into a big dream if this kept up, but since I was napping and didn't want to miss dinner I slowly woke myself up. Then something strange happened.

I noticed I woke up but I was floating in front of my computer and half my body was in my chair and ground and I was looking at my painting above my computer when i tried to snap out of it.

Then I woke up.

So I did have a couple of dreams last night, and most of them I knew I was dreaming.One of them I actually manipulated a little. That's one of the first times I have ever done that as far as I can remember. I tried doing it more, but wasn't quite as successful.

Anyhow the dream pieces go like this:

In the first part I was in a store, setting up the back. There was another person with me who I was sort of competing with, seeing who could get the most done without going into our designated spaces, and I was winning. I paused and thought, I think I'm dreaming. I opened up a small notebook that had a title and no words. As I put it down I noticed some writing appear on the paper. I heard a dog barking, and I was getting close to the other person when the owner came over and told us all to return to the front to discuss our service skills. First she asked us to bring out or resume's, and then she asked us various questions about the job. She asked the first person, and after talking about the bikes the person left. Then she went to me and told me that this was a tag she found on the floor. I think it was a dog tag that had to do with the FBI. I took it and looked outside to see someone I know with his arm around this girl. I nearly dropped the tag, but went back to the floor and got a tag. Then I went back to the desk and the owner was talking to someone about my resume. She asked her questions and the girl was really confidant and professional. She went by Katherine. Then the woman went to me and started asking me questions, saying that we all shared the resume. I answered a little, but before I could complete the interview we heard a loud noise come from outside a round door/wall. We ran to it, and opened the door up to a black platform high above the ground.

The white scenery changed to a scene with European cottages, crowds, cowboy hats and fireworks. Apparently, we were in old town, but it was no part of Old Town that I had ever seen. I had walked down a little ways when I heard a guy I knew calling for me. "There you are," he said and he put his arms around me before giving me a kiss. I remember thinking I wish this wasn't just a dream, and we walked towards the stage where tons of people were at. When we got there he got up and reached his hand out to me. I smiled and took it but just as we clasped hands, the dream went black. There were no sounds or anything, but I could still feel his fingers on my skin. I thought again, why does this have to be a dream? I had a false awakening.

I saw a shadow of the man i had been with slip away, and in his place two huge wooden peg legs tromping about. I was kind of weirded out and I told myself that this was my dream. I attempted to make some changes. I told the peg legs to get smaller and they did, then I said to lose the blue outside. The outside started to peel and I looked at the small wooden pieces curiously. What am I supposed to do with these I told myself, and said I want them to disappear. The wooden pegs did. I tried to summon the guy back, but I had no success, and tried to summon back the stage again, but still had no success. Finally I just wished someone would show up and I heard some talking out side the room. I closed my eyes and got up, wrapping a thin black robe around me as I did. I opened the door to see two men in cowboy hats looking at me curiously.

"Hey little lady," they said, "what you doing up so late?" I shrugged and found myself inside a different place. I looked out the window and saw the men talking. And one of them was like, "I don't know what to do about that kid, since he found out about his old man all he's been doing is drinking, drinking, and more drinking."

The other guy said "He's been at the scoreboard non-stop for the past five days, if he's there much longer he might become part of the permanent decor."

I pulled my jacket tighter across my chest and sunk down to the floor and knowing what kind of person he was, thought "Don't you dare drink yourself into oblivion." The scene faded.

I was sleeping on a bed, when I heard some voices. I woke up and was startled to see myself on top of a brown motor home/RV. I didn't know how I had gotten there and when I looked around I saw myself on a paved road with small houses and trees all around. I wondered why I was on top of an RV instead of inside. A black SUV stopped next to me, and four friends stepped out. I was embarrassed to be on top of and RV and wondered if they knew what was going on. I stepped down the ladder and one of the people I knew asked me about a drink. We got into the black SUV.

I was back at the building from the first dream, talking to some of the people I worked with. One of them went out a door that led to a bar. Someone else mentioned going out to drink, and asked where to go. A girl mentioned Jules and I knew it was the bar that was next door. After clocking out from the position I went through the door that led to the bar. It was kind of old school with various people from all different backgrounds, rough wooden pieces for walls and decor that went from shiny red and green lights, to old school guns and machete's, lasso's and animal heads. There was even a thorny crown made of bone like material. The counter top was oak, and the other parts a cherry wood like color. The stools were wooden with black cushioned tops. After having a glowing green drink, I looked out the window to see scoreboard a couple blocks away. A girl I knew named LM walked up to me and asked me how I was doing. A couple other people I knew from high school also joined, including a guy with Bieber like dark hair, a girl with chin length magenta colored hair, and another guy with spiky black hair. I talked with them a little and then went outside where LM joined me.

"Hey," I said, "Can I tell you something?" and LM took a tequila shot, leaned against the table and nodded. I told her about my friend.

"What if you had this friend who had just lost someone and started drinking constantly. This other friend worries that they're going overboard. But they know that the drinker always does something like that when stress hits him. When the friend ask the drinker if they can help, the drinker says they're fine but need a little time. the concerned friend agrees to let them be, but things don't seem to be getting any better. This friend knows where the drinker has been going every day, and can easily go there, but they said they would wait for the drinker to contact them before they did anything. Should the person go, or continue to wait?"

LM looked curious about that, and said something, but the words weren't understood. Nonetheless, I did feel slightly upset. Then the guy with the Bieber hair approached me and said, " I think what she means is that you should do what you feel is best." I nodded.

The dream faded and I woke up on this bench. The day was bright and quiet, and there were no animal sounds anywhere. I was sitting down in a tank and shorts when my brother came up in an old clunker.

"Hey" he said, "why don't you try this out?" And he threw me what looked like a giant salt less pretzel stick. I broke it in half and tried to eat it, but he stopped me and gave me a French roll that had been partially scooped out and stuck some cheese and jalapeños inside it. Then he put the salt less pretzel stick in it and opened up a bread roll that had a square cut in it. He put the wrap, or gyro as it called it, and stuck it in the bread roll, and started eating it. He tried to get me to do it, but I said I didn't have the other bread and he said it was fine.

As i was creating my little gyro he mentioned that he heard that a certain someone had been talking about me all over the place. I asked him what he was talking about, and he mentioned the FBI dog tags, and Connor, the man who had been drinking after his family tragedy. I paused at that and looked at him curiously.

"How'd you know about that?" I asked and he said he had met the guy himself.
"Tell me," he said to me, "What do you think of that person?"

I didn't tell him anything, and my brother said, If you had to choose between family and the guy, who would you pick. At first I didn't say anything, but then I mentioned Connor and my brother looked at me curiously. "Then why aren't you with him,"he said.

I asked my brother what he meant, and my brother said that Connor had been going through a lot but hadn't seen me in awhile.

I told A that that was want he wanted, and he didn't seem to think of me in any special way, and A smiled.

"Sure about that?"

"Yes," a pause, "Why would he? He hardly pays me any heed."

Then A was like, "I don't know, but I do know that the few time's I've met him, he's pretty happy when he talks about you. ."

I looked hesitant, and A gave me a hug. "Sis," he said, "You're important to us," he paused, "but you're also important to him, and I think you know it"

"I think he may have used to care, " I whispered, " but now"

"He does." A said, cutting me off, "He talked about going on dates with you a few times, and seeing you to bed."

"You know about that?" I asked and A nodded. I bowed my head and smiled slightly. Why does this have to be a dream?

And that's it!

Connor is a real person, but his name's not Connor, and the beer and relative tragedy is also true. Also LM and the other three are real people from high school. don't know where they are now...but you know. Everything else...meh, but I may try that jalapeño thing. Sounds yummy

2 nights ago:
i was watching a new show on comedy central. it was hosted by those 2 guys from Shawn of the Dead and Hot Fuzz. and there was a third host who was the guy with glasses from The League. the show started with the first 2 guys in the middle of the street talking. then instead of me watching them on the tv, i am where the camera would be. the hosts talk about going to some place so i walk away to get into my car. as i start driving, cars start hitting each other like its a race or demolition derby. i hit a car but kept going to the place the hosts were talking about. we get there and we enter a gym that is set up to be a dance. the 2 hosts join up with the 3rd host and crash the dance and start saying stuff in the microphone. i found it hilarious. then i woke up(false awakening) thinking how odd it was that my dream could be so funny. i woke up lying on a couch in my bedroom where my computer should be. i go back to bed(in my dream) and then i wake up(for real).


the next night:

im a soldier, walking with my squad. the hallways we were walking in looked like the halls from starwars(black, sleek tiles with white light strips on the walls). we walk into a dead end. my squad just kinda dissapears. i see other soldiers, they are polish or something. there were a lot of them and they were allies so i felt safe. then the german army came. i found an open door and hid behind it, but peeked to see what was happening. they were all wearing black armor and helmets that looked like darth vader's helmet. they killed all the polish soldiers. then i saw a really tall and muscular soldier, kinda like the juggernaut from xmen(live action movie not cartoons), but in black. i closed the door and ran away. i found a room with all my friends in it. i explained to them that the german army killed all the polish soldiers and they strangly looked like darth vader impersonators. they all just laughed a little and didnt take it seriously. then i woke up.

same night:

starts with my playing basketball with some guy. he didnt wear a shirt and was muscular, looked pretty douchey as well. after playing for a while he asks if i wanna go look for some girls to hit on. i agree and we walk down the street. we go to a park and see 2 moderately attractive girls. the douchey guy im with talks to one of them as i stand next to him but she says she has to leave to meet some other guys. then he starts talking to the other girl, but she isnt interested. then the douchey guy starts gropping her trying to have sex. he gets very physical so i push him off her and she starts to run away. he gets pissed off and tries chasing her. i end up tackling him and she runs away. he calms down and i stand up and try to catch my breath. out of no where i see 2-3 sailormoon girls floating down the street saying something(dont know what) and i remember being very confused. i turn around and see that the girl that ran away came back becuz she wanted to have sex with the same guy that i pulled off of her. that made me more confused and then i woke up.



notes:
Ive been getting some really weird dreams lately.
i dont get false awakenings that often
its been about 6 days since smoking a fairly large amount of pot(for my age and size).

First part of my sleep I had 2 dreams, one about a videogame which looked like Lara Croft in a Zelda game. It had cool animations concerning the world map. The other dream was about me looking OnePiece with my brother, but can't remember well anymore. Then I had a FA in which I managed to separate my astral arm from the real one, light and sound was coming from the cut of surface. But my body drew the soul back in.

Then I woke up, drank a little water and gone back to sleep, and then it happened.

I had like 15 FAs in a row, don't even know if it was a DEILD chain or only FAs.
The first three FAs were very similar, I was in my bed and trying to get up, but somehow couldn't. My roommate was doing something in our room.
The next one was in my old house, I am with my family. I wander around, talk with my brother, and get lucid. My brother yells out to my Mother in joy "He got lucid, and we didn't even do a thing!" (I am very happy about this, because I am thinking about asking DCs to make me lucid next time). I push my brother away and ask my mother "Do you know where my Traumguide is?" My brother laughs at me because I mixed up german und english here, I correct myself, saying it again with the english term in a german sentence. But I can't get an answer. I wake up in my room again, it was an FA like the first three ones. Then I woke up again in my room, but in another bed. Not my roommate, but DS and FH are in my room on the other beds, and talking about New York again. I look out the window, there is a carussel, rotating really fast, and an old auiantance of mine is in there. I wonder what's going on, then I wake up in my room again. Can't move, but notice that I somehow get hard. Wake up again, my superior is with me, wants to do some manual labor in my room. I get up and think that I don't want this right now, I try to make him disappear and switch him with a beautiful girl, remembering the task of the month. But somehow I can't decide or visualize one. Next I wake up at the beach, in an anime-world, and there's a wet t-shirt contest in the middle of the night.

I suceeded at a long-term goal, 2 LDs in a month!

There are some earlier dreams from last night that I only have vague recollections of.

1. I'm at my parent's place, and my ex boyfriend comes over to see my mom. I'm super pissed about it.

2. I'm in some self-serve cafe trying to figure out how everything works. The deserts look really good.

3. My mom has entered me in some pageant for goth kids or something. This is confusing to me as I do not consider myself goth at all. My mom and I argue about it for some time. I get up to use the bathroom. In the mirror, I see that I am myself at 14 years old. Black hair, black lipstick, black eyeshadow and all.
I go back and sit with my mom. I hear them call my name which means it's my turn to go up for the pageant. I don't want to at all. I don't even want to be here. Everyone is watching me as I stand up, and I just start running as fast as I can. I'm out the door, outside, running through the parking lot and into the nearby woods. As I am running I somehow realize that this must be a dream.

Lucid:
I stop on the path I am running on and fall to my knees. I feel dirt and chipped wood of the pathway and it feels just like it should. I look up to see a large stage coach rounding the corner up ahead and coming towards me. I don't feel like dealing with this for some reason, so I hurry off the path and start to spin. When I stop spinning, I find myself at my old elementary school playground. There are kids playing everywhere and it seems to be recess or lunch time. I walk into the playground and it all seems so real. So much so that as I pass a kid, he bumps me and knocks my bag off. Even the sounds are real. Kids yelling and laughing, whistles blowing, seagulls, everything! I see an old teacher that I had when I went to this school. I am surprised she is still here. I walk over and start talking to her. I ask her if she remembers me, and she says that she does. "But, this is a dream, right?" I ask. She nods. I ask her if she ever lucid dreams and she says that she does all the time.

I decide to go in and explore the school. I start to walk around the side of the building, and I notice that the gym door is open. I walk through the gym and it is much as I remembered it, although not quite. A few things were changed. No matter. I continue through the gym and come out the other side by the office. The secretary is young and I do not recognize her at all. I have a sudden mischievous whim and I decide that I am going to piss off the principal. Walking just into the doorway of his office, I see that he is on the phone. He looks up at me, and I make an obscene gesture. "Can I call you back?" he says to the person on the phone. He starts to chase me through the hallways, and I laugh because I know he cannot catch me because I can run as fast as I want. There's a big janitors cart in the hallway and I push it on it's side as I run past, creating a barrier. Then I start to spin again. I want to keep exploring!

After spinning, I end up on a beach somewhere. It's nighttime and it's so dark I can barely see. I am only sure that it's a beach because I can feel the moist sand and hear the waves. This is not as interesting as I had hoped, so I start to spin again.

I have a false awakening, where I spin so hard in the dream that my real body starts to spin too, and I roll out of bed. I get up and start updating my dream journal, only to really wake up shortly after and realize that I had to start all over.

I know I only explored an elementary school, but damn if that wasn't the coolest thing I have experienced in a long time! I think I am finally getting the hang of staying lucid for more than a few seconds!

Dream - Lucid - AP

I'm not exactly sure where I was, but I'm pretty positive it was the roof of a building in a city. There was a very attractive young Indian man there, about my age with dark hair that went down to his ears. He was wearing very bright, colorful clothing. His name was Ramien. His parents were there too, standing away from us. There had been some sort of conflict between us all before we were on the roof, but I can't remember what it was.

But now, I was hugging Ramien. We hugged and looked into each other's eyes. He had Ryan's hazel eyes. Then, I figured out I was dreaming. I floated up a bit. Then, I looked at Ramien and asked
"Are you my dream guide?"
He turned his head away from me and said "No...". He seemed sad and disappointed. I reassured him that it was ok that he wasn't my dream guide, and I looked into his eyes again. I took his hand to feel the vividness of it. I then started to feel like I was going to lose the dream, so I started touching everything around me, feeling for the vividness. I then voiced "Increase vividness!", but I ended up having a false awakening.

I was in some sort of room somewhere, it didn't look familiar to me at all, and I started filling out this dream journal sheet. I kept writing 'Ramien' on it in different blanks provided on the sheet. Then, Ramien was there again, and we kept hugging and looking into each others' eyes. There's more, but I can't remember it.

~

I was sitting on my family's living room couch with Ryan. I knew I was dreaming almost immediately. I turned and looked at Ryan, and he was wearing sunglasses.
"Take off your sunglasses so I can see your eyes," I said.
I took them off for him, and looked into his beautiful hazel eyes. They were very vivid.
"Ryan," I said, as I took his face in my hands, "I love you more than words will ever say." My voice sounded so vivid and clear.
Then, I laid back on the couch, and I was wearing lingerie. We started to talk.

Then, I had another false awakening. This time, it was in my room. I looked at my phone. 8:28 it said. I fumbled around with it trying to turn my alarm off before it went off at 8:30. 8:30 came quickly, and it started to go off, so I turned it off. I got up to get in the shower, but not without first turning on my N64 to play Yoshi's Story. I did that for a bit, then got in the shower. On the way to the bathroom, I heard my brother playing Mario Kart Wii downstairs.

This dream is another one that happened many years ago:

I dreamed that I got out of bed and went to the loo, it was only in the loo when I tried to turn on the lights and it remained dark that I realised I was dreaming, at which point I woke up. I needed the toilet anyway so once again the same thing played out and again when the light stayed off I realised that I was still dreaming and woke up. This time I got out of bed, and instead went downstairs in the dark and into the kitchen, I could feel the carpet under my feet and see the room, furniture and everything as I normally do when I walk about with no lights on. I went into the kitchen and tried the lights there, again there was no change. I was just about to go outside and wondering if I should put some shoes on when I woke up for real.

Dream - Lucid - AP

Tried to MILD last night and failed . I think I'm just having a very stressful week as far as school goes. Too many tests! Anyways, onto my dreams.

I was at a girl I knew in high school, Kayla's, sleepover birthday party. I want to say it was in the music building of my college. I had a blow up matress, but it was very thin and seemed to have a leak in it. It looked like it was half-assed blown up. I rolled it up and did something with it.

~

I was at the mall with Ryan, and we were looking at this videogame shop, when I realized that the shelf they were displaying things on was one that I had left there; it was my shelf. The shelf was black and about chin-height to me. I also realized that I had left quite a few other things there, like my box with my N64 in it, and some Wii games. I told the person displaying the things on the shelf that that was my shelf and my stuff in the tub behind it, and she said "Oh, alright, I thought so", or something to that effect. She started taking the displays down.

I asked Ryan to help me carry the stuff out to the car, mostly it was just the games and my N64. He tried to carry it all at once, balancing everything in his arms. We left the shelf there, however, and many of the games. I also remember my car being in the middle of the mall.

Then, I was waking up in my bed at home, and I was thinking about the dream I had, and decided that it wasn't a dream and that I really did leave that stuff at the mall; I realized that the shelf and many of my games were still there. I asked my mom to help me bring them home. I was very anxious and frantic about getting them back. My mom gave me half of a pill, I want to say it was a Valium. It was clear, almost like a gel capsule, but it was solid. I was having a lot of trouble swallowing the pill; it kept getting stuck in the back of my throat. At one point, I dropped it on the seat of my car, and had to find it again.

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I was dating my middle school boyfiend, Leslee, again. My dad gave me a gift, which was supposed to be an engagement ring for Leslee and I to use. The ring looked like a tiny, bright red whistle with a tiny diamond on the top. When I took it out of the box to show Leslee, everything in and around the box was charred and burned to ashes, except for the whistle ring. But it was no longer a ring; there was no band on it. Instead, there was a cord inside to make it a necklace. I told Leslee my dad told us we could use it as an engagement ring. I gave it to him, but then I thought to myself that we'd probably break up and he'd end up selling it or something. I then thought about changing my Facebook status to "Engaged", but decided not to. For some reason, I didn't think Leslee had a Facebook. Later in the dream, I discovered that he did.

EDIT: Saw Kayla today for the first time in months walking on campus. I think it's so cool how these things line up sometimes.

I was probably up too late last night. My dream recall is bad, and the one lucid I remember was very short. I seem to remember being lucid a secondd time during the night, but I remember nothing else.

Not Fooled by a FA

I wake up, and leave my bedroom. At the top of the stairs, I remember to do a reality check. I realize that I am dreaming. As soon as I realize this, the dream fades to blackness, so quickly that I don't have time to do anything about it. Now in the Void, I decide to hang on until the dream starts again. Then I think perhaps I may be awake. I'm not sure which it is, but I decide if I'm awake to try to WILD or do a DEILD. However, while attempting this I lose lucidity.

I'm now dreaming that I am attempting to WILD. I remember something about "vibrations" occuring while doing this, and I think that I am supposed to shake around a lot. I am sitting in the basement now, trying this. Some other people are there coaching me...

... The fake WILD must be successful, as I find myself in a dream about war. We are fighting a battle on a snow bank. I am cracking jokes with my superior officers. There is more to it than this, but I'm having a hard time remembering. A girl is there, and we are fighting over her (?)...

Shopping for Camping Equipment

I am in the local outdoor sports store with my family. They have added two staircases that go up to a new floor. There is one in the clothing wing to the right, and another in the camping and fishing wing to my left. My father has bought a giant tent (in real life he just bought a fancy new boat) and I am going to check out camping supplies to go with it. Upon entering the camping section, I see that things have been moved around. I then see that things have been moved to make room for the new stairs. I decide to explore, and climb the stairs.

The staircase is really narrow, and people are bumping into each other. Towards the top, it is so small you have to turn sideways to get up. Another guy is on the stairs, and we remark about the narrowness of the steps to each other. I say something like "I hope no fat person tries to get up here". At the top is another part of the store, with more outdoor supplies.

This dream happened about 10 years ago and went as follows:

I was walking down the residential road I used to live as a teenager and with me was my old school friend Kevin. We crossed the main road to go to the 'Fish & Chip' shop, but as we approached, I saw two people comming out eating their meal from a newspaper and saying "Budgy and Chips, mmmmm, mmm". It was at this point that everything struck me as strange and I realised that I was dreaming, (I didn't do any tests, at this time of my life I knew about lucid dreams, but not to such a great extent). I noticed a pretty young woman a few yards away and thought to myself "I wonder what would happen if I tried to make love to a dream character", I approached her, put my arms around her and immediately woke up saying "Oh, so that's what happens".

With what I know now, I'm still not 100% sure if this wake up was a true or false awakening.

01.12.2010

Lucid #8 Interlaced, Dream of shared dreaming (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

- I am with D. and we are talking about a dream we saw. I don't remember what it was about, but we concluded it was a shared dream! I was so excited! Then i told her sth i don't recall and she clouded.
"You are no supposed to say such things to a friend!" with tears in her eyes.
"Come on silly, i was kidding... Don't cry"

- I am lied down in a garage and i am sleepy. I have just woken up (FA) from some noise. I see some friends holding big paper bags and boxes. I shout at them "HEY!" with a sleepy voice. They come over me and start hitting me with the bags. Grr... I don't recall how, but we end up around my car. Alex comes to me and tells me that there is a friend of his, who is very experienced on cars and i should let him drive it. I didn't want to, although i said it was ok. I felt my weakness of saying "NO". However he didn't want to drive it any way. He does some weird mods on the lights and the sound system. I saw him pulling a cable and the a bunch of adaptors and a mix of cables came out...

- I am at Alex's house. The first floor doesn't seem like the real one at all. It is like i am in a big library or sth. I go to the basement and look for alex or someone familiar. The house was full of adults and elderly people. I go outside and reach the road. There is S. following me. He's taller and more fit. It felt like he was around for a long time, although i don't remember him in the house... I look for my car. The cars are parked in the middle of the road. This seems weird. I look around, but i don't see my car anywhere. I try to remember where i parked it. I try to visualize the time that i reached this place by car. I try again and again. I stop and look around in confussion... S. looks at me: "What's wrong???"... "I can't remember how i got here!" BOUM I pinch my nose and take a deep breath. My vision "breaks" like an interlaced video for a while. I walk in a weird dizzy way (usual for me). The dream is not stable. I 'm afraid i 'm gonna lose it again... -.- I look at my hands. They are not distorted, but seem transparent... Things aren't getting any better. I think about spinning before it's too late. I close my eyes and start spinning. I feel it fading away. I open my eyes. Shit! I am awake.

My Notes
Non-lucid
Lucid
Awake

The first dream began outside my friend's old house. I'm at the bottom of the hill, when I find an old and very rusty watch. It had a small key with it that went into the back. I bring it home and try to unlock it. It doesn't unlock, so I jam a screwdriver into the back.
I'm at school, outside my lockers again. The watch looks different. It now is shiny, and it glows. I show everyone how it has strange little mechanicals under the glass. I drop the key somewhere and can't find it. I look up to find my teacher, Mr T, passing it to me with a grin on his face.
I'm in a new building I've never been in before, still with the watch. It now has a large wide-screen on it which has a red button on it to the left. I press it to see what it does. Two people pop up on the screen, kissing. I then realise it's a porno button. "That's odd," I think, and do the nose-plug RC. For a moment, everything is in third person and I'm watching myself do the RC. The first few times my hands slip, but then I get it right, and I become lucid. Although I was lucid, it was a very low level of lucidity.
I turn around and see a window the size of the wall. The sky is completely blue, and there's a great big beach-city below me. I'm at least 100 floors up. I turn back around and see two people. One dares me to jump off. I say I'll parachute down. I think the dream ended either then and there, or a few moments later just as I jumped.

Second dream (this was one of those dreams that made no sense whatsoever): I'm in my bedroom. In my cupboard I have lots of board games in a black vertical board game rack. I really loved owning them all. A black tower, the same height and diameter as my board game stack, appears in the middle of my room. I'm concerned that it's going to replace my board games.

Third dream:I'm in my bed, but I'm in the top bunk instead of the bottom. I become lucid straight away. The first thing I notice is how dark it is (darkness is much more scary in dreams I think). I close my eyes and expect it to be day when I open them. This doesn't work. I try a second time and notice the the wall to my right has a very feint glow, but still there was no real light, so I decide to just leave it there.
I run out of my room, reminding myself to stay lucid. I run into the front room. My older brother is sitting in the main chair. I manage to say "Hi," before the dream ends.

Fourth dream: I'm on a computer, sitting next to some guy I don't know. I show him someone's youtube account. I notice that page has 31 dislikes. I didn't know you could even dislike a channel. I find out that I had accidentally gone into my channel. I notice he writes down my username. Embarrassed about him going on my channel, I contemplate deleting it.

Fifth dream (only a fragment): I see nothing but a page of a book. I know that my eyes are closed. I try to read it, but it eventually gets harder and harder to read. As I read it out loud, I notice that I'm barely paying attention to what I'm reading and won't remember it.
This may not have been a dream, but me seeing HI in a daze, just after waking up. It was most likely a dream though.

Sixth dream(also a fragment): I'm at the Year 9 Centre at my school. Some girl walks past with dark green hair. A person tells me how green is now an official hair colour now. What she meant by that was: people can now be born with green hair and have it in there genes. Even though it's different, I like the new colour.

Seventh dream:I'm in third person, watching two young Asian girls walk around an abandoned dock. The eldest one walks inside the building, which had walls that appeared to be made of a bright wood, and finds a switched-on laptop. She goes further down and discovers two more switched-on laptops. For some reason this gives her the impression that the owners of the laptops must be in danger, and she panics. They both climb the roof and start yelling and waving to a boat in the distance.

Eighth and final dream: I'm inside... somewhere. Two people are standing next to a narrow tunnel that goes up on a 45ish degree angle. One of them keeps throwing little stones up it. He says it's to distract someone who wants to steal an important orange stone. I remember thinking to myself how, in this strange and big world, police would never know how to deal with this, and these guys are right to deal with the situation themselves.
I climb the narrow tunnel. At the top is a dark blue ocean at night. There's a lone wooden boat with only one man on it. He looks a little bit like a demon. I get on board and wrestle him into a headlock. One of the guys instructed I drown him. For a moment, he turns into a purple book. He's now in his true form: a young looking man with blond hair, and light-brown body hair. He looks just like one of those half animal half human anime drawings you see all over the internet. I finally get him in a headlock and put my hand over his mouth. I see by the look on his face, he's no longer an evil person, just scared looking. As I have him in the headlock, I can feel all over my body his warmth. It was equivalent to leaning against your partner, only dream-amplified. Straight away I feel connected to him, then I feel sorry for him, as I now have to drown him.
I pull himself and I overboard. I watch him closely. I can't let him go till I know he's lost conscientiousness. I begin to struggle to hold my breath. I try to distract myself from the need to breath, and then I wake up.

Eight dreams... New personal record?