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Recall is showing signs of improvement. I'm also still biphasic, though my sleeping times are shifting a bit - I'm not actively mantaining it, but for some reason I can't seem to sleep more than four hours at a time. Time-wise that's actually good, as I need only 6-7 hours of sleep this way instead of the 9-10 I normally sleep. Anyway I don't have anything particularly good to tell you at this point, so I'll share this quick dream from 2009 again:

America's Next Top Model
Date: August 11th, 2009
Lucid: No

I was a competitor in the show, and in fact, I had made it to the last three. I am a guy though. Pretty inconceivable even with my long golden hair and angelic face.

Most of the show was just sitting in the sofa for me. Instead of the standard elimination I was just handed a letter that I had been eliminated. Well that sucks. In the letter Tyra tried to console me by saying that I am a "teen". I was 21 at the time... That said, it appeared that the word had a different meaning for her. Judging by the rest of the letter she meant more like stubborn and she was happy that I had been like that.

Then the dream cut to much later. I was in home and watching the show I was in. Some of the judges were saying that I have awfully thick lips. C'mon, they're not that thick. Besides, wouldn't that be a good thing? Then the screen cut to an edited version of a picture of me where the lips had been photoshopped even thicker! Come on! Then other judge said that "such a pervert couldn't even win the competition". Well yeah, I'm a pervert, but how would they know it? Does thick lips mean pervert?

All in all a total brainfuck of a dream.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

I just had two dreams before I woke up.

In the first dream I was at a friends house trying to work up the nerve to talk to this girl I really like. Her name is : C
The only thing I can remember is we were stitting around hanging out. My brother D was there as were several other people I did not recognize, two black guys, and Don. Don was trying to spit game at C and I reacted and punched him in the face. He crumpled to the ground and this time I picked him up and slammed him to the ground again.
(For some reason C was no longer present after this.) One of the 2 black dudes got up and said "go for the knife rack", I quickly grabbed 2 knives of my own and attempted to defend myself but I was caught and they cut me on my arms several times before letting me go. I ran out of the house pissed off that they got the better of me . That is when I noticed C and a few other people pull up. I started to ignore them and go to my house, but I couldn't resist and I confronted C. Memory fades on what she said exactly but it border along the lines of "I'm sorry, I know you like me, but I won't break up with him for you." I was bummed out and asked "Who?" that was about the time I woke up.

It should be mentioned that the majority of the dream took place at the neighbors house I grew up next to.


The next dream was a little mixed.

I started out in my grandmothers backyard the way I remember it growing up. I cannot remember the majority of the first portion of this dream other than to say It had something to do with me professing my love for another friends long time girlfriend only to realize I meant it for C. The second half was especially bizarre. I don't know where we were but by all observation it looked like a school. I once again cannot remember the first things that happened. What I do remember is being in love with this certain girl and trying to please her. A woman at the school helped me (though I cannot remember how) to get the girl to like me. The next thing that happened was incredibly strange. The headmaster of the school began rounding everyone up. Some were to stay and others would be put on boats, ships really, to go to who knows where. I was standing in the hallway when all of a sudden a man came from behind and, without a word, began to lead me through the chaos of the halls and into a boat under the hull in a secret hiding place. It seems strange even to me that I would let this man, whom I do not know, lead me somewhere I don't know I am going. However for some reason I had a feeling that this man was pure good and that he was saving me for whatever holocaust was sure to come to me for staying at the school. Indeed even as the headmaster took one final look at the boat before it set sail from his school, I glanced up and out and caught sight of him- looking more than vaguely like Adolph Hitler. As we began to sail away I faded to black and next thing I remember was standing with the girl I so adored outside of a bunker in the dark somewhere. I was confused why we were there and when I asked the girl told me that we were looking for "Her", the woman from the school who helped me "get the girl" so to speak. I felt a presence of danger for some reason so I grabbed two hammers off the wall and readied myself for whatever happens next. Now memory fails me again and the next thing I remember is the fact that the woman revealed that she and the girl were related. When asked "How?" by the girl, she responded: " They said you couldn't have your child so I had it for you " The dream then ends without any resolution other than that sentence. I will say that I had the eerie feeling that the woman was not normal and was either dead or never truly alive to begin with.

I should probably note that the girl "C" I refer to is a girl I have had a crush on for 4 years. We have never been together though at one point I revealed some of my feelings for her. I rarely talk to her now but I think about her everyday.

Lost dream
Non-Lucid: I was somewhere outdoors. I don't remember what I was doing, who I was with (if anyone) or why.
Awake: I wake up and lose the memory of the dream after attempting the second WILD.

WILD attempt #1
Awake: Wake up from my alarm, get out of bed and walk to my door. As I open it I remember it isn't a school day and remember why I woke up so early on a Sunday. Go back to bed but fall asleep.

In the Cafeteria
Non-Lucid: I was in my high schools cafeteria looking through a pamphlet, or maybe a year book. I came across an odd group that was named something along the lines of "school year-book porn". I thought this was odd, but continued in non-lucidity. After talking to some people (I don't remember this part of the dream but I feel like I know it happened) I woke up.

WILD Attempt #2
Awake: I wake up around 8 A.M. and it's fairly bright out but it shouldn't matter much, my window is small. I close my eyes and concentrate on my breathing. I count every breath I take.
Hypnotic Hallucinations?: First sign of HH I start seeing green strips of light going across my left eye (don't ask me how I know, I just know it was only my left one). My arms and legs go numb and feel heavy. Now the green strips turn into large green rings that quickly shrink, only one visible at a time, all appear and shrink in the same spot. There is a bubbling sound, like after you flush a toilet, it goes on for awhile but I don't know if it was real or part of the hallucinations. I feel something in my hand, it feels like someone is rolling a spherical object in it. My heart rate quickens and I remember to take deep breaths, it won't work if I get excited. The rings stop and turn into little balls coming from the right and falling eventually (still green, still one at a time) I start seeing a white glare coming from the bottom, but I think it was just my eyes opening a bit. After this goes on for a bit the rings come back and I can feel just how heavy my arms and legs are.
Awake: Everything except the numbness goes away and I decide that either I'm in a dream or I've failed. I open my eyes and count my fingers. Eleven... recount... ten. I try to push one hand through the other, no dice. Pinch my nose and breathe, nothing. But at least I got to HH, maybe I was just too awake.

After 911 and the first plane hit i was watching it on the news as I got ready for work. On the way into work i was listening to the radio "Howard Stern" was on reading all of the items needed donated to help rescue all of the people in this tragedy.

I was hearing things like Ace Bandages, bottled H20, power bars, Gatorade, Saline solution, dog food etc. So i was having these thoughts in my head that i was going to go door to door and start asking for donations and deliver them to NYC myself. I started to chuckle out loud and was like "Yea right I am not going to NYC, I have never been there, I have no $, I don't even have a truck to fit anything in"....excuses really.

All of a sudden in my car i was hearing "You will be going", me replying with "No I am not" again "Yes you will" and I'll be damned if I did not walk into my job (Ruby Tuesday's which i was a hostess at and had only worked there 2 weeks) went up to my manager and explained what had happened on my journey to work that morning. I even got a free tattoo just because of what I did.

My manager had totally surprised me and said "Go for it!" If you need to leave now go ahead so I typed up a list of items that were needed for people to donate, took that as a start and walked right over to Wal-Mart across the street and talked to their manager who ended up giving me two $100 gift cards. I kept going and I had people handing me $$ for gas, I went to a local Automobile dealership and he donated $2000 to American Red Cross.

It just kept blossoming from there, I was on the radio, TV stations were talking about it, I had contact U-Haul in Streetsboro, Ohio and spoke to the manager there and told him what i was doing. In our conversation he asked me if i knew someone, I mentioned his wife was my manager. This manager says well her husband is the General Manager of this U-Haul and offered me a truck for free. When I told him I didn't have a clue how i was going to do this because I had never been to NYC he said his Dad worked not too far from NYC and would gladly help me drive there and also brought 2 of his employees. I had went back to work and by then 2 girls I was working with offered to come along too so all 6 of us made the trip 5 days later we left at midnight and arrived at 9am. Now my name is Kelly, the names of the 2 girls offering to join me were Charity and Kelly. Ok maybe a coincidence but wow.

So when we finally arrived to New York as we were driving across the GW Bridge you could still see the smoke rising from the Twin Towers. It was a very Surreal and Somber visit. The whole city was completely QUIET, not at all like the movies or TV. It had hit everyone so hard that even 5 days later everyone was still in shock.

By this time so many people had donated supplies that the whole baseball stadium was full and i kept getting turned away at all of the drop off locations for 3 hours i searched and no luck. I was not going to give up though so i pulled over got out of the vehicle and walked up to a police officer, explained i drove from Ohio and was not going to return with these donations. He then spoke to his Sergeant and immediately removed all of the barricades from blocking a road. He escorted us to the NYPD Police Academy and had all of the cadets search our truck and unload all of our donations. It was the most coolest moment of my life.

They offered all 6 of us cots to rest on, (the same cots all of the fireman, policemen, rescuers etc. rested on) offered us a shower, tooth brush , lunch, even the snipers on top of the roof gave us all a NYPD hat and T-Shirt and thanked us for delivering these donations. I was just taken back by this whole life changing experience that I never would have witnessed if I hadn't listened.

We drove around and toured the area a bit before heading back home By this time the U-haul guys already left and went home but I just couldn't leave I needed to get a feel of this place for a little bit so we stayed. Unfortunately we even could smell the death in the air but I got to meet some wonderful people, people I will never ever forget.

But there is even more wonderful things to say about this whole thing.

3 years later a relative of mine met someone online in NJ, asked me if i would take them there and I did. This was in 2003. When we got there we were so close to NYC that i decided to go back, drive around the area I had gotten to know back then even went back to that NYPD academy. I walked into the doors of the Police department and sitting at the main desk was one of those people I said I wouldn't forget. That same Sergeant was there, He looked up at me and said "Aren't you that girl from Ohio who brought us donations?" I just stood there and cried, he walked over to me and gave me a hug. I even got signatures from the pics i took in 2001 because I brought that album with me.

A little history, My mother was raised basically by her Aunt and Grandmother. I knew only Aunt Dot growing up but she passed away when i was a child in Elementary school. At age 30-31 i had a visit from her. She had told me that I need to make sure that my Mother made it to this years family reunion. I went back and crawled up on my Mother's lap and was just crying to her because it scared me to death. I didn't know if i was going crazy, if it was the drugs i had done in my youth or what. I was a bit freaking out and i told my Mother about this vision. I say vision because i have had many throughout my life.

My Mother had informed me at this time that Her Aunt as well as my Mother had these abilities. These "Special ways" of either knowing something is going to happen or Something has already happened. I had realized my two sisters, my cousin and myself also had these same abilities but never spoken to my Mother about them before this. Now i wasn't sounding so crazy all of a sudden. Well she also had told me that it ran in our family and the 3rd born female had stronger powers or abilities. I am the 3rd daughter.

The odd part about this vision is my Mother was upset with me wanting to bring a male friend with me that she didn't approve of and felt embarrassed by and would not attend this years family reunion if i brought him. I decided after this visit from her Aunt that I needed to stay home so she could go.

I had witnessed my Mother shed many tears over her Aunt passing and how when she had died she had left nothing from her childhood to be given back to her and it had hurt her badly especially the bed she grew up sleeping in.

Anyways, my Mother returned from this reunion. She had returned with about 5 items from my Aunt. One of her favorites is a Rooster cookie jar. She still shows it with pride. Thank you Aunt Dot for making my Mother happy that day.

I had a dream and i would love to know what it means... In this dream my 7 year old daughter had fallen into a sewage drain and had fallen down pretty far. We were not even in the USA in a strange country when i went for help no one could understand what i needed right away finally i got help, the rescue team couldn't reach her and had to dig into the road and sidewalk to get to her, i was so scared in this dream like it was real. They didn't have hopes of finding her alive, thought she had already drowned. I couldn't bear to turn around as the EMS came up the sidewalk with the stretcher. I turned around frightened of what i would fine and there she was wet, full of debris in her hair and on her body but she was ALIVE!! I woke up shortly after running my fastest up my stairs to my daughters room to make sure it was not a real dream and that she was still alive! Thank God it wasn't real....Oh yea, one thing i forgot to mention is that next morning walking my children to the bus stop there was a construction crew at the end of the street and guess what they were working on??? Rebuilding or updating the drainage ditch.

At first I was reading the paper and there was an article about a girl/woman who went missing and her remains were found in the back of a van outside a hotel. Than I was somewhere else.. I think a castle/musuem..well it seems like I had walked into an office when a robbery was going on. They saw me and told me to sit down in the corner. I did so. I was really frightented. They took me with them when they left. Than I was at church for the "anniversary" of the church. I was late..so I had to sit with a dark-skin family..(I guess something like that mom, dad and eldest son who is on trial for killing 3 daughters and another wife referred to publicly as "auntie"). The Rev lighted the candles on the "stage"? Than I was a dective..looking at a box of jewerly. That box still had jewlerly but all but one piece was a fake. All the jewellery was donated by Queen Victoria. Someone in the dream (not me) said that it seemed like Queen Victoria was a crook too.

At first I was reading the paper and there was an article about a girl/woman who went missing and her remains were found in the back of a van outside a hotel. Than I was somewhere else.. I think a castle/musuem..well it seems like I had walked into an office when a robbery was going on. They saw me and told me to sit down in the corner. I did so. I was really frightented. They took me with them when they left. Than I was at church for the "anniversary" of the church. I was late..so I had to sit with a dark-skin family..(I guess something like that mom, dad and eldest son who is on trial for killing 3 daughters and another wife referred to publicly as "auntie"). The Rev lighted the candles on the "stage"? Than I was a dective..looking at a box of jewerly. That box still had jewlerly but all but one piece was a fake. All the jewellery was donated by Queen Victoria. Someone in the dream (not me) said that it seemed like Queen Victoria was a crook too.

14.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1:

I remember this dream very clearly because I woke up without the alarm ringing (then I realized I woke up to it before, but turned it off and slept without trying to recall any possible dreams and setting up the Mouse Plugin for the LucidScribe))...I guess in a way, my mind was probably telling me that I wasn't testing the FIELD method.

But of course, this dream had it's own horrible and twisted side to it, I found a side to me (an emerging personality of myself as I engage in this dream) that seemed to not care about the well being of a DC who claims that he is responsible for what's occurring in the dream.

But when I woke up, I didn't immediately open my eyes, in fact, I could've done a DEILD, but I decided to open them anyway.

There was this meeting I somehow set up at my University (because I see a few familiar DCs that go there). I believe it was a meeting that I had in mind to hopefully in waking life recruit more tester's for IAmCoder's LucidScribe Program.



(I had the thought before I slept that I would be able to ask my Biochemistry adviser to consider this as a sleeping research opportunity for other eager college students trying to get experience with doing certain things overall).

But before the DC that took the role of Coder (he was sort of dirty blonde (his hair) in this dream, but I don't know Coder's actual hair color).

I was sitting on the right side of this huge room, while there were a decent amount of people overall. The people I was sitting with are ones who are already into lucid dreaming.

I think one person the DC mentions ignores the music and sound around him, and the DC that is acting like Coder here I believe says that he uses his ability (not Coder, the DC who ignores the sound) to induce lucid dreaming. And few other people raise their hands on whether or not they lucid dream as well.

There were just a few who raise their hands, it was a few on one side and a few on one corner, etc.

Then I start to see other DCs leaving, and I could hear some girl talking to her friend talking about me, but whispering. I think they were talking about how I was a part of them. I was a bit concerned because there were a lot of people who came to this meeting, and only a few remained.



It was as if I was labeled as from kind of freak or visionary because we were talking about dreaming. I could only look down on the floor in disappointment, I couldn't bear looking up and seeing the people's reactions on what I was interested in giving them an opportunity on.

Then one black girl who looks exactly like the one I met at my University, (and even in another dream where she said her name was Simone I believe, (but I don't know if I said it right when I met her IRL)) screams out my name I believe. I'm not sure why, but as she's leaving with the other people, she's near me and just looking at me.

For a split second there, I looked into her eyes, she looked disappointed.

(And in waking life, I knew she liked me and wanted to do more to me because of her tendency to over-react at me simply greeting her with a hand-shake; but I don't have any interest in this woman though, it's just a dream beforehand that helped me remember her name when she appeared in real life, and I'm not sure if Simone was her real name like I said before in this dream).

I stare at her, and I'm still wondering why these people are leaving, and then I ignored her and stared at the ground again in sadness even.

She goes up to the exit (you have to go up a few levels of these wide steps) and complains about something about signing up, but not actually doing the test runs.

After everyone leaves, there is this random DC that I still assume is Coder or someone, and I apologize to him about what happened. He has that expression that said "It's all right" and eventually left.

I leave the place too, and suddenly I'm in a cafeteria, and the disappointment was still retained in my mind of not being able to look at people after they thought that the DC explaining about dreams was something that we shouldn't have done or that it's just all some kind of hoax.

I ignore the urge to look at people and went to get something to eat. I had a plate in my hand with cut up pieces of chicken breast that was coated with flour that was already fried.



(You know how that if you're lost outside and there are people around you, sometimes you want to take out your phone or smartphone and look at it and pretend you're texting to avoid looking stupid because you don't know where you are going? Yeah it was kind of like that in this dream, except the plate of chicken breasts in my hand was my "smartphone," so to speak. )

Apparently the same girl Simone I mentioned earlier, I probably had a dream fragment before in the same dream of hanging around with her and her friends, so maybe that's why things were awkward when I was in the cafeteria/dining hall.

As I try to find a seat, I see some girls talking to each other, and there are a few seats vacant, but I didn't want to sit there because I thought they probably wouldn't want me there after the little dream meeting they went to. (In this dream, I assumed everyone knew about everyone leaving after the dream speech the DC gave; so I thought everyone would hate me and label me as the freak).

Then I think I turn back to see what else I can get to eat, and then this random DC who is pretty wide in size and is pretty big (as in a little fat). But his gray hoodie kind of concealed any revealing skin, and it just made him look wide.



He gets out a gun and I panic, but he puts it back to say he's not here to kill me I believe. Then the dream scene is me in a room with some random DC who looks like he's a black male, but somehow forms into this hot black female chick who is bald.

I think I even touched her to feel her beautiful curves, but there wasn't any sexual I did to her. Then the DC with the gray hoodie said something about how he's causing all of the bad luck I'm having in the dream, and that I had to kill him so that it can end because his bad luck will pass on to me??? I told him that I couldn't do it so quickly, and said that he should at least enjoy something before his inevitable death.

(I think that's why the hot black chick came up, but I'm not going to assume)

(That part almost felt like an MGS3 moment where Naked Snake had to kill The Boss in the final mission; basically him killing her would be he would be the one to carry on the pain of war, etc.)

(Wait if you're the one with the bad luck, why would I kill you to have your bad luck pass on to me? Of course, no logic in my head to do a reality check in this dream sadly, I just felt emotions and senses, and I didn't even have that mindset to where I knew was dreaming either).

Then the dream scene changes to where I'm near the exit for everyone to leave, but they haven't all gotten up as yet. The DC in the gray hoodie is probably wearing something else, but I didn't pay attention to that. I was maybe 1-2 feet away from him, and I have a gun in my hand.



I waited for the bell to ring, and I was patiently waiting for it too, and once it did, BANG. I shot him straight in the head. The few seconds I had being in front of him, I could see him face go from life to nothingness so quickly.

It was as if he was suffocating even though it was a head shot. His eyes just have this cold stare to them, it was just too weird. I think I even smirked (a part of me did, probably because I felt the bad luck would end killing him).

The DC drops and I immediately turn around to hide the gun in the jacket I was wearing. I walk casually to make sure no one saw the gun in my hand and wouldn't assume I killed him.

I go outside and I see a lady maybe in her 40-50s that looks like a blonde, and she looks like some kind of security guard (I think she had "State Trooper" on the back of her uniform).



She looks at me for a while and then looks away, but not in a suspicious manner. It was that look that you see when people are busy packing up stuff, and they take a little break and look around at people near them. But she was blonde, and of course, was only paying attention to me for those few seconds before going back to what she was doing.

In the mean time, I tried to put the gun inside my jacket without looking for an inside pocket (because I was scared someone would find it suspicious of me doing that with a hyper expression on my face).

Eventually I got irritated and just put the side of the jacket to my side (I'm still wearing it though) very hard so the gun won't slip out. I walk quickly pass the blonde DC state trooper or whatever, then I had a thought that I should go back to where I killed him.

So I did (it was pretty instantaneous to be precise) and I see him resting there lifeless, and I conjure up this facade that I'm so shocked at what happened.

I believe I put my hands on my face as if I was going to scream "OH MY GOD" or something like that.

I see a DC near the body shocked at the body, and I conform to her being shocked as well and then turned back. I see the blonde DC again, but she isn't looking at me. She was probably less suspicious of me, or maybe it was just me being paranoid overall.

I can't remember what I did next in the dream.

Dream 2:

I'm not sure I had this dream before or after the one I had an okay recall on above. But it's short, but I thought it's best to write down anyway.

So I'm outside and I am doing some running in an environment with high grass that was probably knee level. I'm doing a sprint and then a dive for cover to crawl under something. Then I think the dream repeats and I'm running again, but before I dive, there's an anthill.

(probably the response I made that I hoped there aren't any anthills near the couple making love in the "Do you have a fetish?" thread on NoDaniel's post about an Outdoor fetish).

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Then I stand up quickly, but looking on my right side of my peripheral vision, I knew that I shouldn't move too quickly. I think I had in mind that there was a monster in Resident Evil 4 that was blind, but could hear really well and charge after you with its claws. (Garrador is the name of it actually).



I'm not sure if that was the case then, but when I moved a little faster, I hear it's scream. I was shit scared, so I just force myself to jump higher than this tall beast's height and let it swing the air instead of my face (hahaha).

Then a menu comes up like in a Metal Gear Solid game where you would choose an item/weapon. I decided to go with the Body Armor in MGS2 that would reduce damage you take by half I believe.


I couldn't cover to the other side (the jump I did was as if you were to do a cheat where you character can float insanely high). So I had to drop down to see this beast again, but it dissapears before I land completely to the surface.

Then I'm walking in this weird new dream scene where everything is up at the sky. The floor was probably made of white stone or something, and the stairs or more like ramps rather than actual steps.



When I go up to the white stoned ramp, I see a DC on the bottom level (I'm not that far from being on the bottom level actually, just started to go up the ramp).

She was wearing a red dress, and I think she's coming after me, but not in a creepy "I'm going to kill you way." It was more of a slow walk and wanting to introduce herself to me. (at first I thought it was just a random DC, but then I thought of Kaomea as I'm typing this because I remember her avatar of her bending down with a red dress; then again, I don't know if that's her in real life in the previous avatar or her succubus form ).





But I can't remember what happened next after that, my image is a little hazy (like I could see the outline and colors of the DC like her arms, legs, dress, hair etc., but not her eyes).

And another dream before all of these other dreams, I couldn't remember too much on it.

Dream 3:

I can't recall much of this dream I knew I had before the other ones other than the fact that I was with my mother and father and we were headed somewhere. We were in this place with a few DCs.

Blah, crap recall for that one, but it's best to jot it down anyway.

My recall looks like it's on PMS or something, one day I'm recalling several dreams, the other just one, and then going back to recalling senses again. But what am I complaining for?

dream : comments : lucid

12th of January, 2012

Two big, vivid dreams this night. The second one kicked ass, as well.

I was waiting in a classroom of some sort. I knew Nooks had gone somewhere and I was alone for the week so I asked Mel if she knew anything fun to do around here...

...I was walking through the snow and we went into a shopping centre that had all these arcade machines and stores. To play the games, you had to swipe a card through a little slot, but ours didn't work (I think they were pirated cards or something) so the cashiers took our photos and we bailed. Out the front, some kid intentionally sneezed on my face so I beat him and his two friends up and threw him off the balcony and into a fountain below. I walked off feeling all badass.

Suddenly I had a bike and was walking with Acka down a wide lane. Some German kids were doing graffiti and being menacing towards us. Acka got spooked and went home and I walked into a hostel at the end of the alley. Mel was there again and was really drunk. I wandered around and suddenly it was supposedly Naomi's house, so for some reason I took a whizz in her bin and then wanted to go home. I didn't have any car keys, so I asked Tim to take me. I went outside again and it was daytime. Opposite the laneway was an Aussie pub and I remembered that Jimmy Barnes wanted me to order some drinks, so I went in and bought three different types but didn't have enough money to pay. I hid two of the bottles amongst some lettuce.

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With Caz, Nooks and some other people playing a Pilot Wings type game.
We went outside and found ourselves in Atlantis. It was pretty beautiful, I must say. I climbed up the lovely buildings and onto a mezzanine level where I found a drainpipe that was dispensing fresh water but Caz only wanted to brush her teeth with hot water.

At that point, the city began to collapse and sink into the ocean so we ran to this giant stone circle that was broken in half and hanging above the city square. As it collapsed, we just managed to join the pieces back together and fell into the water while riding it. As it sank, the disc began to spin and the interior filled with a Stargate like material except it was divided into segments, each with a different image on it. Later we discovered that they were each a portal into a different era- specifically a bad day in the life of a person from one particular bloodline.
We jumped into the first segment and found ourselves in an old galleon that was sinking. The captain was the person in the bloodline but was also Hugh Laurie and we decided that this was an excellent time to hang out in the on board hot tub, which we did. As the ship sank we jumped back into the disc and emerged in a WWII junkyard that was filled with derelict buses and plane carcasses. I drew a goatee on this fat, jovial soldier (I think it was meant to be a Hitler moustache, but they got the joke anyway) who was the person we were visiting this time.

The dream began to slowly lose focus shortly after that. There were several other portals we didn’t go through; I remember one being a Roman farm/countryside and one was an expansive image of a beautiful purple spiral galaxy. I wish I’d gone to that one and seen who the relative was.

Same old story with the recall, only fragments. I guess being biphasic at the moment is capping the limit of my recall. I'm staying asleep so short times that proper long dreams can't form. According to my Zeo Sleep Monitor my longest REM-periods happen a little bit after five hours, so it's no wonder that I'm not reaching my best with 3-4 hours at a time. I'll still keep this up, we'll see if it improves once I get more used to it.

In the meanwhile let's check back to one fucked up dream I had a while back. One that proves that being lucid and having a nightmare are not exclusive.

Killing My Mom
Date: July 27th, 2009
Lucid: Yes
Method: DILD

I don't remember what triggered the lucidity, but after confirming it with reality check I was semi-excited. I had read bunch of stuff back then about grounding the lucidity using touch, so I tried licking a screw that I found. I didn't notice any change in the quality of the dream.

Next I tried to put the living room's light's on as the dream seemed a bit dark. Obviously the lights wouldn't work. I called out my mom to put them on. I mean surely the dream character would manage to put them on? I don't remember what we exactly said to each other, but she didn't do it in the end. So I did the next best alternative. I started fucking smashing the lamps into pieces. I guess I am more random when lucid than normally in dreams. Surprisingly that was such a strong stimulation that it strengthened the dream. I think it also got brighter, ironically.

My mom got upset about the broken lamps though. This sent the dream into a downward spiral. Her negative emotions (that were actually mine, since this is my dream after all), made me angrier and I started venting it on the furniture, as I knew it was a dream. I don't usually smash the TV like I did then when I'm mad. No, really, I don't do that shit. So anyway mom started screaming at me for such behavior and I didn't want to hear that shit.

I went to my brother's room. There's a big window there. I jumped through the glass to get out. Yeah, I sure like destruction. Why take the door, when you can smash yourself through two layers of glass? I ran to the woods next to our house to get away. The atmosphere of the dream had turned into really dark and depressing. I was frightened and conscious of it. I knew that I had to get rid of the fear because I knew that it would affect the dream. Besides, what's there to fear, I knew it was a dream after all!

I tried joking around with my mom. I said to her that she is surprisingly agile for such considering how big she is (she is overweight). I guess that's not the best joke to say someone to calm him down in reality, but as it amused me and my mom was just a manifestation of my mind, that could have worked. But it didn't.

Confrontation was inevitable. The fight was short and I killed my mom with a simple hit on the head. I was relieved, but still thought how fucked up that whole thing was. Relief was only temporary though, as my sis came after me next and she wasn't happy. I was like "you gotta be kidding me?" Do I have to kill my family members one by one in a lucid? That's some fucked up shit right there. I tried to convince her to calm down, but I said the last words aloud in my bed, as I had woken up. Thank Lord.

Loads of dreams last night...tried to focus on Kaomea, and I saw her. I was going through her dream journal with my phone in my bed, and dozed off while I was reading it....but I think my eyes were still open. Either way, I had vivid HH of plam trees in my darkened room. It was if they were surrounding my bed. The first dream seems like two dreams are happening at once. The thing about it, when the other one switches up really fast, it's all in black and white....just really weird, and hard to keep up.

I"m at some public area, and I think I'm treating someones broken arm or something

*dream immediately changes scenes*

I'm in a helicopter with Kaomea...everything is black and white. And I don't know whats going on.

*dream changes scenes again*

I have this thing stuck in my leg. I'm explaining that the Army put it there, and it's for allergic reactions. I can use the eppy whenever I want to, but I never had use for it. I'm slowly digging it out, and I can visualize the tissue in my leg and placement of the device in relation to my finger. I finally pull it out and wonder if there's anything left in it. The pin is orange, and my wound starts healing immediately. Too late to rethink putting it back in there.

*scene changes again*

We're arriving on the front lawn of the white house.

*scene changes again*

I have blanket over some girl, and I'm wrestling a demon out of her. She finally stops struggling, and when I remove the blanket...she's pretty calm. I asked her if she remembered anything that just happened, and she was drawing blank. "Good", I said, and took her to her mother who was T. All three of us walked to the kitchen where my friend D's mother was, and I introduced them all. I had a hard problem recalling her name...before I could even question why I didn't know it....

*scene changes again*

I'm running down the side of a skyscraper, and gravity obviously has no effect.
*dream(s) finally end*

At the house
I'm at my house with J, and I notice his mothers ex is speeding off in an old orange car that I've never seen before. J was explaining the model and make, and I was watching the guy drive down the ditch before jumping on to the road. Just then my nephews came over, and C had on an army shirt. He was playing with it, and he ripped it up. I asked him why would he do such a thing, and I play wrestle with him a bit and tell him not to do that to his shirts...especially those shirts.

*scene changes*
I'm in the middle of the air in the world of Dragon Ball Z. I'm showing someone this technique that I thought he should have already learned. There are several floating mountains that I demonstrate on. First I gather my energy, and then I let off a Ki blast. When it flies....I fly faster than the blast itself, and intercept it. The blast hits me, and I use that gathered energey to shoot another blast that's way powerful than the previous one. It obliterates the floating mountain into pebbles. I did this several times before waking up.

Last night i dreamed 1st of taking some girl under my wing. I cant remember what was wrong with her, but something was up. Then she started coming on to me and it made me very uncomfortable. I pushed her away and she started taking off her clothes and had something written on her stomach. I told her to stop, and then the dream shifted to a zombie dream. I was in a bar and there was a fire breathing dragon zombie. (yeah, if you ever see one of those, you are pretty much effed) i was unloading machine gun rounds into it and finally it died. Then there was a group of swat members trying to execute everyone. I dove under the bar and found $121.00 sitting under it. then, it became quiet in the building, I remember shooting a few zombies here and there, but much more quiet than before. Then, for whatever reason, i realized i needed to get out of there and find shelter in the woods somewhere. I climbing down behind main street in my town, it was dark, and i saw some people taking pictures and listening to music. I tried to hide from them, but they saw me so i just went with it; keeping my distance and moving to another building across the alley. When i entered i found my friend J.P. He was all decked out and handed me a snub nosed pistol. We started movong through the building killing a mix of zombies and swat. I remember thinking " man, i sure do have alot of bullets." Then, we saw the "boss" or whatever. He came through and, of course, now i was out of bullets. He hit me and JP with a metal pipe knocking us out, and i woke up. I was almost lucid a couple of times through this adventure

No dream recall last night as I was fairly intoxicated, so I thought I'd share a recurring dream I used to have when I was very young.

The dream would always start differently, in various places that were at least 1 floor above the ground. It would feel exactly like a normal dream (and probably would have continued normally, if left uninterrupted), and there's one occurrence that I remember more vividly than any dream I've experienced:

I am in my parents bedroom with some friends from school, jumping on the bed (remember, I must have been 7 or 8 years old). Suddenly, I hear the sign that I hear in every instance of this recurring dream: footsteps up the stairs. [No doubt the sound of my parents going up to bed in the real world]
I know exactly what to do at this point, as I've had years of practice: lie as flat as you can, hands by your sides, head tilted sideways. I tell my friends to do the same and they follow, apart from one. He stays standing up on the bed, and as I close my eyes I hear the door open and my friend scream as this monster throws him into a nightmare - the price to pay for not lying on the ground and therefore being invisible to him.

I think I was caught by the monster a few times in the early instances of the dream, and thrown into a nightmare, and though I never remember the top half of its body, I know that the bottom half consists of the pair of 'wrong trousers' from the Wallace and Gromit animation. I can't watch it now without being reminded of those nightmares.

Banana Grams (FRAG)

The beginning of the dream is a little sketch, I mostly remember how I was wondering around the citys parking garages but I'm not exactly sure how I got to the end of the dream. That was a game of capture the flag except instead of flags the other side had different stands of vegetables. There were corn stands, banana stands, and one other I think. You would run over to the other side and try to grab the banana/s (a bunch was preferable) and then run back to your side without getting tackled. We didn't play with those stupid flag belts that you may remember from your childhood. And we were on cement. Also, if you went to get the corn, and cracked it on either side, coins would spill out (like mario coins) and when you collected them you would get a star for every certain amount of coins you had. the part I mostly remember was it was near the end of the game and I got some corn, which was really close to the middle line, and then I was able to get three stars. I got really deep back into my territory. Had the three stars, one in my right hand, 2 in my left. I then charged the other side. As soon as I got to the middle line, I snapped the right hand star, making my skin glow like in mario. With this, I pushed my way through their team, 2 girls, and a younger gentleman. I snagged a bunch of bananas, enough to surely get us the victory. I could hear the other team yelling two things. One is that they were surprisingly close to victory (surprising because they were indeed the underdog by far), and another thing: that the banana champion from years past was on their team and he was coming for me. I immediately started the sprint back to my side when I saw an old dark cuban man, about my height and bald, running at me with the agility of a teenager. We almost came to gether, when I cracked another star to keep up my strength. I juked left and he followd. I juked right and he kept up to me. Finally I dove straight at him landing right on the other side of the line, and when I did he tried to push me to the other side. The ref stopped him and declared my team the winners. I got up, feeling the excitement of victory flow through my body like never before, running towards my team and yelling like mad. There was inspirational music in the background and it was all very touching. We had won.