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This one comes from a few nights ago as well. You'll see that something bizarre happens; if it's happened to anybody else, please share your experience!

This is one of many dream fragments I recall from this particular night. I was at a nice restaurant with white tablecloths and elegant dishware and crystal with my mom. She seemed older than she is now, which made me assume that I, too, had aged to a degree. We were discussing something that I can't remember, when I suddenly realized I was dreaming... Perhaps the dream sign was the age difference - it seemed like a relatively unprovoked awareness of dreaming.
This is where it gets weird. In the middle of our conversation, I take from my lap beneath the tablecloth a dream diary that greatly resembled the one I use in the waking world, and began to write everything down. When my mother questioned me, I stated "I'm writing everything down so I'll remember it when I wake up!"

More events occurred after, and I did document what I could recall, but this is really the most interesting point in my dream. Has this happened to anyone else?

Notes:
- I was unsure whether I had actually written anything down upon waking up. I thought I had at first, but checked my diary and found nothing. I then proceeded to scribble down what I could.
- My distinction between waking-reality and dream-reality was blurred upon waking. I read a text message from my friend on my phone, and I didn't know if it was real; it turns out that it was. My response was a little funny; in it, I told my friend I wasn't sure if I was dreaming.

I've been neglecting this dream journal as of late; I'd like to add this entry from a few nights ago, as something interesting happened to me.

This was towards the end of my span of sleep, and I had awakened once earlier in the morning. Returning to sleep often brings me vivid dreams, even though it isn't a typical WBTB as I don't focus on dreaming in any way as I fall asleep.
Regardless, I was preparing food for a fancy party, and had been told to use a rosé wine in a dish. To be sure that it tasted good, I splashed it onto my face, Neutrogena advertisement-style. The odd thing was, I could taste it so well! It tasted refreshing, light and fruity, and its flavour was every bit as rose-pink as it looked.
...I then proceeded to add the entire bottle to a bowl of scrambled eggs, saying to myself "What a waste!".

Notes:
- Typically, I don't taste things in my dream. That is, I don't ingest things, so tasting generally isn't an option. Even in brief lucid periods, I don't eat or drink anything more than water.
- The vividness of the wine's taste was remarkable, and it didn't taste alcoholic at all (nor have I ever had rosé wine).

[Thursday, September 5th, 2012]
(It's been a week almost since the last real recall... Nathan and Alex have been waking me up every attempt. I need a less alarming wake-up from now on. Less distraction. I need to be patient. The weed hasn't been helping, so I've decided to quit. At least for two weeks. So my next smoking date can be on the 20th.)

(The dream I had before Nathan woke me up):
The short recall of the dream started with- I was sitting in the car with Alex driving and Nathan in the back seat. We were in Surprise, around the Walmart area in the parking lot. It was probably around 5-6PM because it was light out still, but obviously towards the end of the day. I was singing two songs at once... having trouble determining the difference between them. The first one that I recall thinking about in the dream was, "Simplistic Trance-Like Getaway" by Never Shout Never. But also, at the same time it sounded like another song... "Beginner's Mind" by Bright Eyes. Around the same time, we were pulling out of the parking lot and heading home to Wickenburg. The last thing I remember was watching the powerlines pass. That's when Nathan woke me up in WL by rapping at my window.

(That was a very interesting choice of song. They both were... very... involved in my state of WL. I couldn't help but feel chills listening to the words after I had woken up. How could I know to choose those songs? Does my subconscious have control of my dreambody when my waking consciousness doesn't? Should I treat it as a seperate entity? I think so.)

There is a board meeting in progress. There seem to be very important discussions happening in this board meeting. A lot of the subjects are about pollution and corruption within the city. The board members are various characters from TV shows and Movies(Specifically THE WIRE). The dream skips to a scene about soldiers in a big boat out in the ocean trying to hide something(I think it was an oil spill). The scene then shifts back to the board meeting once again. Everything seems to fade.

I wake up to go pee and then go back to sleep. I have a couple of other dreams but they are not vivid and are fragments. What I remember specifically is after every side dream I had, this board meeting would take place again throughout the night.


Memorable Person from the dream are CCH Pounder from the show THE SHIELD and Aiden Gillen from Game of Thrones. These two were seen outside of the board meeting room plotting or discussing something.


Before going to bed I was trying to ask my subconscious what career field should I go into or what I need to do with my life at the moment. I think that's what the board meeting represented. I'm not too sure though.

Sringer Bell(a character off of the TV show THE WIRE) is on the run because of a car theft charge against him. He is just out of Jail and cannot afford to go back. He meets up with his mother in a Baltimore neighborhood along with DeAngelo(another character off THE WIRE). Stringer, his mother and D eventually figure out that the car is bugged. They successfully remove the bug so that the police aren't on their trail any longer.


In the dream, I was either a floater or Stringer bell himself. I haven't figured out yet. It seems like both sometimes.



*DeAngelo in my dream is overweight but he is not in the show.
*Stringer's mom is never shown in the show
*In my dream she is shown as an educated, respected professional. These are all traits which the character stringer bell wishes he had.

A coworker and I are at a bar. We are standing at the bar having a drinking competition. The Drink of choice is beer with some pineapple juice in it. We end up drinking for a while. I end up winning the competition.

I actually EXPERIENCE the sensation of getting drunk. This is one of the most vivid dreams I've ever had. It sticks with me everything I think back on it.

Conversation About Lucidity

I’m at school and having a conversation with this chubby guy at school named Pagie. I realise that this is paigeyeemps from Dreamviews (this realization fails in real life, cuz the DV member is neither a male, nor does she live in Australia) for some reason, and we talk about lucid dreaming. I don’t get lucid.

Secret Crush

I take out a present and birthday card that was given to me in real life by a close friend. It says “love” very clearly, but then, in faint letters, it says “you”. I am a bit freaked out and think that my friend has a crush on me.

Avatar Powers (false lucid)

This is a really long dream. It occured after performing a WBTB+MILD The first thing I remember is chasing a little bug like creature that was supposedly a villain. When I catch him, I hand him over to the police, which are robots that look like bender from futurama. He runs away and screams “I don’t wanna live like that!” and escapes. We run after him and a tiny UFO decends upon the bug and makes him disappear. The UFO says something about the bug being sent diagonally to a 5th dimension. Later, I am with a group of benders looking for the bug. We find him, but he disappears around a corner and brings his own army of robots. The robots face off. The evil one turn into long bamboo shoots—massive ones that form a massive wall and stretch towards the sky (their power seems to be plant related). My robots transform into large wavy blue columns (our power seems to be waterbending). For some reason, I see a very tall Luffy from one-piece in the middle of the fighting columns. My guys fight by falling onto the bamboo people while the bamboo people sprout plants onto my water columns. Eventually, the fighting stops, and I pay attention to a girl. For some reason I realise that she is a “chosen one” of some sort. Somebody tells me that she is destined to unite all the different races across the land, and says that this fight has granted two powerful races an understanding of each other. I sense danger, and the an evil voice says: “This is where the previous chosen one died!”. Although there is no physical danger, the I begin running around in fear. The scene changes, and I am at a place with two doors. In one, I can see the staircase, while the other is completely dark. I think to myself that the well-lit one was a trap, and go into through the dark door. I climb staircases, feeling my way up. I hear voices (I forgot what they said). Then light enters my vision and I am in a hallway with bare wooden floors. I hear voices in one of the rooms, and head over there. I hear somebody coming out of the door, and when he pops out, I point a finger gun at him, but he ignores me. I relax and enter the room. There are four people in suits. I believe they have abducted the girl. They are disguised as auctioneers allowing an inspection of the house. I have the strong feeling that the girl is in this room, but I try to act as casually as possible.
I forgot how I got out of the house (probably spontaneous scene change), but I was outside, looking into the house I know the girl was locked. Also, I forgot about the girl being the chosen one, and instead thought it was my sister. I discussed with my parents how to save her, but we disagreed about the method. I suggested that I could earthbend (from avatar) and destroy the house, and then attack rescue my sister. However, they thought that I was too weak. My parents decide to go into the house themselves. I can see things from their point of view, and see that they have run into the enemy. The scene shifts back to my own perspective and I make the house collapse ( I don’t know how it helped, but my sister was saved).
Another scene jump. I walk into the lounge room. There is a container of chocolate which is completely empty. I know my sister ate it all and am angry at her. We have an argument and I say something about the chocolate being necessary for my earthbending.


lucid non-lucid false-lucid

Terrorists in the downtown area
This was an involved dream, not everything may be in order.
I was with my mom in a waiting room. I didn't really know what was going on, but I knew my mom was trying to win some legal battle. She tells me something about what happened last year and wondered how I could not remember. We get called into this office. I am asked what I remember from last year, but I come up with nothing. My mom tells me some things to try to refresh my memory, but I am not understanding.

Next thing I remember we are driving downtown in a city which does not seem completely familiar. We pass by a building and saw about 4 armed guards in front of the entrance to an alleyway. My mom is driving, I am in the back, my brother is in the seat next to me, and my dad is in the passenger seat. We are in a blue minivan, big enough to hold about 7 people. We know we can't escape, as guards guide us in to this area surrounded by tall buildings, the only exit being where we just came in. I look around and there is like 3 guards aiming at each passenger at all times. I focus my attention to a guard with a sniper rifle from above. I notice most of the cars there(There had to be over 50 cars there) were all economic/small cars. We sit there for a few minutes trying to discuss the situation, then all of a sudden a person comes to the window and tells us this is a hostage situation, and that we must vote for their country's leader. If we say no, or vote for the wrong person, bad things can happen. If we try escaping, we get shot. We followed the rules (I don't remember ever voting) and were eventually allowed to leave.

I remember at one point on the way out being on foot. My mother and I were in like an apartment building, and there were two ladders going a long distance downward. It was the only way out. I start going down, but my mom has a laptop, and can not carry it down the stairs. She sets it down, then starts declining. I go about 3 steps down, and the ladder rungs break. I ease my way down, but each rung breaks as I touch it. I can say it was not pleasant going down.. At the bottom I realize we need that laptop, and look at the side my mom came down, thankfully it was all intact, and looked more like stairs than a ladder. I go up, get the laptop, then go back down. I remember the hostage situation from last year being almost the same, and get chills.

Skip about two days later, same thing happens. We drive up, see the guards, and know we are in trouble. We try saying to a guard that we just did this yesterday, and we are asked to leave the vehicle. We come up to a tall and intimidating black guard who asks us what our excuse was. I say we were just here yesterday, and he replies "That is bullshit, we would know if you were here by the look of your van." And I say "Well, maybe it was two days ago..I know we were just here." He gets in our van, along with a couple of other military dressed people. I remember me and my brother being in the car, the black man in the middle, 2 military people in front, and another military person in the back. The black man starts talking secrets about their plans, and the guy in the back brings a rifle to the black man's head and says something to the effect of "Don't let them know what we are up to. your job is to make sure everyone follows the rules, and if they don't, shoot them. I have no problem killing you on the spot." I remember one last person asking us why we are not listening to their rules, and I explain we were just here. He is holding a morning star that has an extendable handle. Very sturdy and dangerous.
He says "You were not here yesterday" then holds the club as if he is about to hit it against my leg. I say maybe it was two days ago, then he swings his arm back, and just before he hits me, I "wake up."

False Awakening
I woke up and read my new bedside DJ. I remember it saying:
1. Spencer, cali, lake, tits (I had a dream written about this, but it was so fragmented due to how early in the night it was that I deleted it.)
2. nothing
3. Something about a terrorist takeover downtown
4. Mom bringing me in to a place about a terrorist attack from last year that I don't remember
5. Terrorist takeover(more detailed)
I remember thinking "Yes! 5 dreams recalled in one night!" I got up, walked out of the room then woke up again, this time for real.

Zombies in the house. Stuff in two rooms. Other people story lines. Two dudes had sex. Teenage in high school. Turning. He was Hidden so no one saw face. Finally ate someone. We came and he was normal and vomiting. He said it told him to be normal again. We have a cure but not much. We put some drops in coffee and tell him to drink the whole cup. He said or just the flavor. Some woman takes some in her chocolate milk. I am in a room alone. There ate two guys next to me. Watching. TV. Talking about zombie flu h1n1. He have been bidding. Upstairs. TV confirms what we feared. I decide we need quiet. I close windows and turn TV way down. I get the others to do same. I think about how many zombies I attracted. One Guy puts hand under door to mess with zombie. I grab him. I tell them we need to Get out. There is a small hole to the attic. From there we can bust out to the roof.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my house in the kitchen with someone, I want to say kind of a butch-looking girl. I went to the fridge and opened it to find some wine. I pulled out the bottle, and there was only about a glass left. I said something to the girl about there barely being any left, so I was just going to drink it from the bottle. I pulled the cork and put it to my lips.

Dream skip. Things get interesting here.

Someone, I think this girl I know in waking life named Jane, had lost her parents (not so in waking life) when she was younger. I was watching the scenario of how how she lost her mom. Apparently, she had lost her parents at different points, first her dad, then her mom.

The story was that they were at a beach when she was very young, probably about 6 or 7, and her version of the story was that her mother was killed by being swept out in powerful currents or something. I watched the beach come into view from above. I saw it was a sunny day. The beach was secluded and rocky, and lots of areas formed huge, strong currents between the rocks.

Then, it was like I was playing some weird version of Sim Earth, and I started trying to get rid of the currents by placing waves between the grey rocks where the current got strong. This just pushed the current outwards. I kept trying, and it kept doing the same thing, so I just deleted my wave placements to make it go back to normal.

Then, I was watching the young Jane and her mother, both very beautiful. Her mother seemed like a very, very kind woman. They were standing in very shallow water close to the shore by a huge rock formation at the very left side of the beach. Something happened to where Jane killed her mother, though it was not on purpose, but an accident. She was stabbed through the middle. I saw the wound, and it was bloody, but not too bloody. The present Jane then had this horrible realization that she had killed her mother, after thinking for years it had been the currents.

Then, I was getting out of my parked car on a sunny day at this Catholic church in my town. I was going to meet either Jane or Jake, I'm not quite sure anymore. I think it was Jake. I had to walk somewhere though, so I got out of the car, and started to walk away from the church. I got to the corner of the sidewalk, and to my right, I saw a little ways from me, two HUGE grey dogs. No collars, no leashes. They looked like Great Danes. As bad as I want a Great Dane (I do want one in waking life), I did not want a run-in with these dogs. I turned to my left, and again, a ways away from me were two more gigantic grey dogs.

I started back towards the church, trying to step cautiously as to not startle the dogs. Well, apparently, I wasn't taking enough care in my steps, because first two, then the other two, started to bound towards me. Not out of aggression, but they wanted to greet me. I am very small, even in waking life, compared to Great Danes, but these were even more massive and muscular than their waking life counterparts. I was walking by the parked cars in the parking lot as they started to jump on me excitedly. One bit me on the arm he was so excited, but not hard enough to make me bleed, though I did still feel the pain of the bite.
"Down! Sit! Stay" I started to say forcefully over and over.
They backed off a little, but not much. Then, right as I feel like I was getting to my car (I don't think I was going to leave, but I needed shelter), a Golden Retriever started to join in on the fun.

At some point during all this, I remember calling Jake. He asked if I wanted to meet him somewhere else or something, and I said yes.

I also remember seeing a photograph of Jake as a child, I think it was Jake anyway, in front of a building with some other children. Jake was not smiling. He looked angry and sad. He had lost his parents (it was bleeding in with the Jane story at that point).

I know I'm leaving some things out of here, especially in the part where Jane's mother is killed. But the most vivid part of the dream was the dog part, seeing them and being jumped all over by them. Odd.

09.07.2012

Catherine with Purple Wings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is someone levitating above me, she had huge purple wings. Whenever I'm trying to recall how she looks like, she looks a lot like Catherine from the game "Catherine."

The background behind her was shining with bright colors, like a mix of white, a little bit of orange, pink, and other things. She was wearing the default costume in the game, but what was different this time is that it seems she's wearing white lingerie stockings as well.

How I see her is starting the bottom of her feet in stockings, all the way up to her arms spreading out to me, as if she wanted to wrap her arms around and hug me. Then the angle shifts up more, and she's smiling at me.

Well......I guess there's no doubt about it, I was just heartbeats from getting a direct answer from her, but I don't even remember what I did after I saw her.

She's my dream guide, or if I want to start getting more into it:

-My Guardian Angel
-A Succubus
-Or a Shape shifter Dream guide...which probably means the blondes in my dreams are all some element, and Catherine is just another form she can take....probably because I had an attraction to her in the game (gaaaaaaah video game crushes............)

Hmmm....finding which dream to try and draw gets harder, especially when an idea pops in my head to help me remember the dream and get it engrained in my mind.

I still remember the dream with the lady in the blue dress.

Then there's Ada Wong with the Black Wings, and now Catherine with the Purple Wings.

As much as I want to interpret this dream as just a figment of my imagination, as an aspect of apophenia, ugh....

that's no fun thinking like that! Oh well, maybe I'll have some luck tonight, that's what I always say to myself. -__-

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09.07.2012

Sakura and Sasuke (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The environment is dark, it had colors ranging from dark maroon, red, and black. Sakura from Naruto Shippuden is wearing the same white cloak she had over one of her default costumes in the series. Sakura is right behind Sasuke, and Sasuke is just standing there, waiting for a response I'm assuming.

Sakura bends her neck a bit forward and I think she starts crying, almost similar to the scene where she tried to kill Sasuke (sorry if I spoiled it for anyone, but I doubt anyone is going to die if they were trying to catch up on the anime and manga).

She decides to get the kunai in her hand closer and closer to Sasuke's back, and the moment he turns around, both of them have their weapons next to each others neck. Sasuke has his sword, and she has her kunai, things look like a stalemate.

Hmm....that's weird, Sasuke allowing himself to get into that position, I honestly thought he would

EMS+ Spam Amaterasu+ Spam Susanoo to overkill her or something.

I haven’t had any dreams that I can remember for the past few days, but I finally had some memorable ones this morning. And I was lucid during one of them!

Or well, it was kind of like one big dream but with two parts. And one of them was like, a dream within a dream. So yeah.

Two of my sisters and I are sharing a room together, and the room only has one bed that we all have to sleep on. It’s the morning, and two of my sisters are arguing because there’s not enough room on the bed. One of them gets out and lies down on the floor instead. I curl up at the foot of the bed and I’m like, “I’m going to have a lucid dream now.” And then I fall asleep within the dream and have another dream. A dream within a dream. Oooh.

So anyway, during this part of the dream I was aware I was dreaming and could control aspects of the story. I was sometimes a character in the story and sometimes just an observer.

So, there’s this guy and this girl who are a couple. And they have a pet dragon because … that’s cool. The girl wakes up in the morning. They live in this small wooden house, where sunlight streams in between the planks of wood. The girl walks out the front door, and the dragon is waiting there. It opens its wings––which kind of look like they’re made of lace. That is, they’re black and have this cool transparent pattern on them. In the background, the sun is rising and the sky is red and cloudy. And the girl is like, “Ooh, pretty.”

The guy comes outside to join her. They have some conversation where the girl is like, “Mehhh I’m so ugly!” and the guy is like, “I think you are very attractive!” and whatnot. Then they decide to fly around on the dragon for a while.

So, they get on the dragon and take off. But then suddenly there’s a storm, and they get struck by lightning and fall out of the sky. The guy and the dragon are okay, but the girl goes missing, and all the guy can find are pieces of her shoes.

Back at the cabin, the guy just sits around and cries with the pieces of the girl’s shoes all around him. He has a friend who also lives there, and that guy is sitting by a wood stove and pretends to be crying whenever people stop by so that they’ll leave him alone, or … something. I don’t really know what the logic is.

There were two other parts of the dream, but I don’t remember which part of the dream they were part of, or what they had to do with anything at all. In one part, I was watching this weird steampunk golf tournament on TV. And in another part, I was a man who had to dress up as Dorothy from “The Wizard of Oz” for some unknown reason.

So yup! That’s all, folks.

Non-lucid Lucid

I am at a friend's house and it's raining really hard. The floor starts flooding, and I am looking for something to stand on so I don't get wet, as this particular house doesn't have a second floor. Seeing all the water, I spontaneously wonder how I got there.

I become lucid, and I do a noseplug. Sure that it is a dream, I phase through a wall, using it to teleport to another dream scene -- in this case my house. I get to the other side, and end up in my living room. I go over to the door and decide to do one of my monthly goals which is to let it snow. I open the door, and look outside. It's quite sunny and bright. I stare blankly ahead, focusing on making it snow. I imagine it raining, but with snow falling instead of raindrops. Soon enough, huge dark thunderclouds appear and it starts snowing. I notice that it's very noisy too. I hear a lot of thunder and annoying buzzing sounds. I try yelling out, "QUIET!" and surprisingly, it gets quiet instantly. It starts getting really cold too so I look down at my body and imagine changing to a more appropriate attire. My t-shirt and shorts start morphing into long sleeves, a coat, pants and mittens.

I go outside and walk in the snow, feeling the little drops melt in my hair.

Soon, I lose lucidity.

I recalled two vague fragments from last night - one about checking my tumblr dashboard, another about browsing reddit.

I also had a fairly vivid dream later. In that dream, I was playing my N64. Instead of being in my bedroom, though, it was set up in the living room. I don’t remember what game it was, but, for some strange reason, it was played with two controllers. While I was playing, a young, blonde-haired boy, perhaps nine or ten years old, came up to me. I asked if he wanted to play, and he said yes.

“Here’s the player one controller, here’s the other controller, and here are the games,” I told him, motioning to the two controllers and then the box of games. “And here’s the microphone if you want to play Hey You, Pikachu!”

Well, he did want to play Hey You, Pikachu! He didn’t play mine, though; he’d brought his own cartridge. It was a limited edition version in which you could also have a Raichu. I thought that was pretty cool. I’d never seen that version before.

For some reason, I got up and went to the kitchen (in my house, it’s connected to the living room; we have a combined living room/kitchen/dining room area). The sink and counter looked like it does in the bathroom, though. I grabbed two pairs of my (most recent) old pairs of glasses and several Triforce earrings. I thought it was odd that I had so many identical earrings when I’d only remembered having one pair (the glasses didn’t strike me as odd, though), so I did a reality check. My favourite is the hand RC, so I glanced down at my hand. Five fingers, normal. Something just looked… different, though (as in, my fingers weren’t quite straight, and they definitely weren’t parallel - there was a huge gap between my middle finger, leaning way to the left, and my ring finger, leaning over to the right). I counted again to make sure. I still had five fingers. I concluded I was, in fact, awake (when I replayed the dream in my mind after waking up, I literally facepalmed when I got to this part).

I picked up the boy’s other, identical limited edition Hey You, Pikachu! cartridge, went back to the living room, and returned the game cartridge to him. He thanked me for returning it - as he didn’t know where it was - and left.

I meantioned in a forum post, I've been experimenting with apples and apple juice for a couple days and have had some great success with the number of dreams that I'm able to have in one period of sleep. Last night's first dreams started out like this;

My mother and I were visiting her friend in Europe. We had stopped in a cafe' and had lunch with whoever her friend was, I don't remember the breakfast scene but somehow I knew what her friend looked like. My memory of the dream starts with us about to head back to America. But before we started back, my mom wanted to show me around this little town of diners that were all replicas of iconic eateries around the world. They had some very pretty looking places, I specifically remember one my mom pointed out. It was three stories high, and more yellow than the yellow brick road. I'm just getting to the good part now though, for some reason, we were doing all of this in a high tech motored parasailing vehicle! We flew over europe for awhile, but then set off over the waters back home. (In the dream, I guess you could internationally travel within just a few minutes. I wasn't think very hard. It was just a fun experience). Near the end it became a little less fun when I realized I didn't have much of a hold onto the vehicle. The straps were hard to explain, but I think at one point I ended up literally holding myself up on rigid strings.