memorable

1) WILD. -Skip- There is an urban cityscape built from stone bricks. Gray. I am Batman, sneaking in a room of villains at a poker table. Penguin, joker, others. I jump out the window down into a void, covered by fog. Joker jumps in after me.

The two of us are on a stone roof top. Joker is half mechanical. Looking almost Mysterio like, with green glowing hands and head. I start chasing after him. I see over the buildings a massive robot, with a glowing green "heart". I believe they're souls, powering the two. As I chase him, I tell him that of the two of us, he's the one supporting order. He forces the guard to escalate in their conflict. As I talk, "-700" pops above his head, and souls fly out of him. "-200" pops up repeatedly. I'm convincing him I am correct.

-Skip-

I am suddenly inside one of the buildings, fighting a group of guards and enchanted statues. They are unbeatable while "normal". I am controlling the dream like a video game, and the fight goes like Arkham Asylum. I walk forward. Suddenly, I am Darth Vader. As I round the corner, I run into Yoda and Mace Windu. Eep... I quickly walk off to the left, past the doorway. They didn't see me, but noticed SOMETHING, so they start walking after me. I throw a towel with the force, but they detect me calling on it and continue on. I get around the corner and try something different. Directing my attention to a wall behind them, I pull force from around it, intending for it to explode outward. It eats away at the wall and ceiling around it, spreading along the surfaces like a fire. I jump down a floor onto a balcony. I try the door, but it seems sealed off till the whole building collapses. A guard of a sort is down here. I go back outside, and am now Gaius Baltar from Battlestar Galactica. Six is instructing me about something...

it started out, I was at work, only, my employer had purchased the entire strip mall where the store was and installed a large indoor pool, wirth his store in the far left suite......i walked into the store he handed me a large ziplock bag of old and foreign coins and started telling me all about the pool...which, surprisingly, was extremely busy....i dumped out the coins on the counter and started sorting them out by size color and weight......couldnt really see what designs were on them, then he, my employer, says to me, go to my house when you are done there so we can really get things moving.....and he leaves at that point, i start walking around the pool area, and now its the middle of the night and no ones there, he turned the parking lot into a large beach area with changing rooms and everything, and the area out behind the strip mall was a vip area....you ha to have an access card to ope the gate, complete with full bar and everything..i start thinking to myself, wonder if he could use me as an ovcernight lifeguard..next thing i know, i'm in my truck driving down the highway towards his house, i think to myself, ive got to remember this dream and write it down when i wake up...instantly, i'm lucid and in control..i pull the truck over and climb into the back and say outloud "i'm going to drive this truck with my mind" all of a sudden the truck lurches forward and i fall flat on my back in the bed of the truck..i get up, and put my hands on the top of the truck and say "move" it takes off and i'm going all over the area up and down hills, i even throw it in four wheel drive! what great fun!!!! i think and it goes there..even got airborne a few times! so i finally get to his house and pull into the driveway, all of a sudden i'm driving down a ramp into a parking garage, i'm suddenly back inside the truck, i get out and hes standing infront of the truck. i walk over to him and i see a quarter on the ground infront of him...as i pick it up and examine it, i wake up....darn alarm

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was definitely a weird one... It's the longest dream I've had for as long as I can remember, even longer than one of my more recent dreams, "Escaping Puppies", which was a pretty long dream. Bare with me, I'm trying to remember all of it.

I've just left some sort of party or family get together. I have a false memory of recently being at my uncle's house or something. I'm driving a rusty old red pickup truck. (I can't drive yet IRL...permit soon, though!) I have basically no control over said truck and keep veering onto the sidewalk and onto people's lawns. Oops.

Somehow, the car transforms into this red pogo stick. I ride the pogo stick down the street that I recognize as my best friend's street. I know where her house is from here, so I hop on over to it. I see my H (my BFF), her mom, and some random lady. They're all in exercise clothes, and it's obvious they were just working out. But they seem excited to see me. I realize they're building a bedroom in their front lawn for H's little brother, who I guess has transformed back into a baby. Okay then.

I notice some letters from the alphabet, made out of wood and painted red, and attached to the side of their house. It's going to say "ABOUT", but they are missing the 'U' and the 'T'. H's mom and the random woman ask me and my brother (who came out of nowhere) to find the missing letters. There's a ton of the letters spread out on the neighbor's lawn so we start looking, but I cannot for the life of me find the missing letters.

My brother does, though. And he's praised endlessly for doing so. They put up the remaining letters, but I don't have the heart to tell them they spelled "ABOUT" wrong. Now it just says "ABOIUT".

Switch-a-roo.

I'm standing in my laundry room in my basement, alone. My sister, R, comes downstairs. She's really hyper and annoying (like she always is). She's jumping around. I'm annoyed. Why can't she just leave me alone? I tell her to go away. She does.

I walk out of my laundry room and sit on the arm of the chair. R is back. She says, "Wanna see my secret passage way to get from the storage room to the laundry room?". I'm pretty sure she's just messing around, so I say "Sure, whatever." She walks off to the storage room and disappears. I hear noise from the ceiling, as if she was crawling through the air vents.

Suddenly, she pops out of a cardboard box filled with stuffed animals. She startles me, and I throw a stuffed toy horse at her head. She laughs at me, and says "Tada! Now you try!". I relent and walk into the laundry room, where apparently there's another secret passageway. Now, it's not just me and my sister. Somehow, a ton of our friends are there too.

So, I'm back in the laundry room, and I open the dryer. It's different, though. The door is on top of the dryer instead of on the front, and everything inside is still wet, so it isn't dried yet. I step inside. The first thing I notice is a ladybug Pillow Pet. I pick it up and say, "Oh, so that's where that went!". I don't own a Pillow Pet. Anyways, now I see an opening big enough for a person to slide through at the bottom of the dryer. Everyone around me is pressuring me to go through, so I do.

Turns out, it's a slide. And it's the best slide ever. It's a full body slide, so it's like a tube. The walls of the slide are clear, but outside all I see is fog/mist. It's awesome, though, because the fog lights up different colors. It changes from pink to blue to red to green to purple, etc. I finally come out the other side, just to splash into a giant pool of water. It seems like I've fallen through a hole in the ice. Everyone that was just in the laundry room is there.

I tell them how amazing it was, and they help me out of the water. I see penguins standing around. I have no clue where I am, but I don't care.

Somehow, I make it upstairs to my dining room where my mom and her friend are sitting. I'm trying to tell my mom how awesome the slide in our basement is, but she doesn't know what I'm talking about. I show her a video on my phone that I apparently took whilst riding the slide. She begins to watch it, but it's actually a video of Jeff and Lester, two characters from the TV show Chuck, riding the slide. My mom looks appalled and says, "That's disgusting!". I turn to my mom's friend, just to notice that she took my iPod. She hacked my pass code and was messing with it. I take it back.

I have an app where you can take notes, and she had changed the title to all those notes from whatever they originally were to "Kinda Sexual". Great. I'm mad at her, but she just laughs at me. (The sad part is, I can totally imagine her doing this in real life and I wouldn't put it past her. )

Weee! Switch!

I'm magically transported to this giant mall with lots of level and different stores. Somehow, I know I'm there for a hair appointment, so I find a hair salon and I sit down in a chair. A lady says she'll be there with me in a minute, I nod, and she walks off. I look to my left and see two other chairs with people in them. I'm kinda surprised by who I see.

I don't know how many of you watch Suits, a new series on USA, but Mike and Harvey, the two main characters, are just sitting there. That's what I get for watching it right before I go to bed.

Anyways, so we're all just sitting there. Mike and Harvey are acting surprisingly...hyper.

And by hyper, I mean either drunk or high.

It's so weird to see Harvey like that especially, and he keeps cracking up for no apparent reason. So, I guess we're all just sitting there, waiting for our hair appointments, but no one is helping us. Also, apparently, Mike and I are best friends, because I keep making references to inside jokes which both make us laugh so much our sides ache.

At one point, Penelope Cruz walks up to us dressed as a nun, and she says "I'll cut your hair for you!" in a joking manner, then she's off. We all know she's actually on an undercover mission. (...)

Then, all of our relatives start arriving, but I can't seem to see any of mine anywhere, until my grandma shows up. It's super crowded at the salon. A little while later, I realize that my family did arrive indeed, and they were standing on a big platform above us along with a ton of other people. There's a big flatscreen TV, and they're all watching it intently. Suddenly, a commercial comes on for a bag of deep-fried Oreos selling for $9.99. My brother and sister are super excited by this. As they should be.

BAM! SWITCH!

Somehow, I'm back at the bottom of the rainbow slide thing where it had been like an indoor Arctic type thing. I'm with my group of friends again when I notice a ski slope off in the distance. Skiing down the said hill is just a bunch of penguins from Club Penguin, a kid's social website thing. They have the usernames under them and everything.

I'm extremely excited by this, because this means we can troll their website without actually being anywhere near a computer. I walk up to a group of penguins with my friends and we start circling them and harassing them, by dancing and making funny faces. We were all wearing these weird circle-ish sunglasses, I remember.

The penguins ignore us and start mocking us instead, saying things like "Oh, you think you're so amazing, don't you?" and I remember replying with, "No, I know I'm amazing!" and continuing to dance.

Well, that was the end of that dream. It was extremely strange, to say the least. I notice how I constantly dream of celebrities and/or TV and movie characters. I mean, I dream about my friends/family a lot, but celebs seem to be the constant main characters in my dream land.

Uhh...I'm weird.

I'm in my roommates room, reading the label of a bottle. The text is bizarre and shifting. semi-lucid. My best friend walks in with a pisspoor blunt. No one could make it that bad if they tried. "Dude, your not gonna be able to smoke that." He lights it up anyway and most of the cigar wrap burns off. "That is such a bad roll, this must be a dream." I slap him really hard across the face , he just looks at me and laughs. Ya it's a dream. Rachel walks in and smiles at me, I smile back.

I go into my room to check a card I have laid out as a remote viewing test. It should be sitting on a table with the TV, but when I look, the table is empty except the television. I reach out and grab where the card should be, and I pick one up. When I turn it over, the front is the same as the back, no writing. I turn it over again, and another card shifts out from under the first, like 2 were stuck together. They are:

Three of Clubs
Two of Hearts

I force myself to wake, and go to check the card. But it's not there. My roommate had cleaned and moved the card off the table. So I went back and lay in bed for a while, remembering the dream.

Got up and looked around the room, I see a card laying on my dresser. It is the Two of Clubs. It's one of the cards value, but the other cards suit. Still, I could pass this up to chance and decided to try again for better results.

Then I woke for real. ^ was a false awakening. I had fallen asleep again when I was remembering the dream. I was really awake before, and my roommate did clean the table. I found the card on my dresser with other things and checked it: Three of Hearts....

My friends stayed at my house last night. Whe we ended up going to sleep, I had a couple of dreams.
Voices.
The first dream was just a black empty space, and I could hear the voices of my friends saying random things.

Moving stairs.
I'm in a big buildings, it reminded me off a school. People were paniking and running around, but me and my friends stayed in a place in the middle of a bunch of stairs that could move. In this place there was an xbox and a tv. It had my cousins live account on it, but I was confused and wanted to know why mine wasn't on there. Eventually me and my friends moved to a different location and there was a brunette and she seemed friendly. Everyone was looking away in different directions for some reason, I was confused and looked at the brunette and for some reason her breasts where showing and I then she shoured at me so I shouted "SORRY! I didn't know!" then she covered them up then everyone started talking then I stopped remembering everything else.

It stated out non lucid, and I was staying with my friend who has an apartment in Vancouver. I was showering there, after my shower I went down the elevator and found myself on the field of my old elementary school. I was talking to a friend from highschool. And when i finished talking to her I said I had to get back to the apartment. And by this time I realised i was at the elementary school, and was like WTF?? And i got really pissed and fell to the ground and started punching it. And then went wait, I must be dreaming. Plugged my nose for reality check, yes lucid, I quickly got up of the ground and just sprinted off onto the road, jumped up and had flight, flew all the way to the post office ans dtopped, and turned down another road. At the end of the road i tired pulling an IPod or IPhone out of my pocket with expectation, but instead got candy wrappers (problem was i hesitated which one). I again tried it when i found two changing screens. The lucid ended with a non lucid false awakening, where i went on DV and told the IRC about it. OldSparta didn't believe me .

Hello Everyone! Welcome to my second entry of my Dream Journal. I actually had a really vivid dream last night, and I think I'm really starting to improve on my recall so I hope you enjoy today's entry. This is probably my most vivid dream this month and me feeling a bit sick last night is probably why. (I find if you're sick, the vividness of your dreams increase). However, I was actually able to recall a lot of it today because my recent journaling and the fact that my mind is getting used to recalling dreams.

Anyways, I've made a list of some goals that I want to accomplish:

[ ] - Have a dream, in a dream, in a dream.
[ ] - Have a lucid dream.
[ ] - Create Buildings, have inspiration for my architectural works.
[ ] - Sit in a Paris café and make fruit explode everywhere. (+1 if you know the reference).
[ ] - Fly in an LD.
[ ] - Eat a sandwich on Mt. Everest.
[ ] - Start a Dream Riot.
[ ] - Have an LD watermelon.
[ ] - Chill on the moon.
[ ] - Get into a car chase in the middle of Amsterdam while driving a mini from "The Italian Job".
[ ] - Attempt to share a dream (no politics, just want to see what happens).
[ ] - Make dream time last longer. (Apparently possible )

Anyways, if anything gets accomplished I'll check it off here. I'll let you know in future posts if I've added anything.

- Cheers!

July 28 - 29, 2011 - Airports and Beaches

Vividness: 7 / 10
Lucid?: No
# of Dreams: 2

Guide:

[-] Lucid
[-] Non - Lucid
[-] DC talk
[-] Notes

Dream 1
I am at an airport. Its completely empty and deserted. I walk around hardly noticing the fact that there isn't any people. I keep walking and I soon find myself in the terminal area. I look around and see a woman working behind the counter of a café. She looks at me and smilies,
"Can I get you anything?" I look at her and tell her I just want a glass of water. She quickly hands me a glass of water and I keep walking around the airport with a glass of water in my hands.

Yeah, so I basically stole that glass and never gave it back. I'm such a jerk in my dreams.

I keep walking and I see a place to sit. The roof is covered in glass to let sunlight in, unfortunately it was a cloudy day so it was quite dark. I sit down in an orange beach chair and fall asleep inside my dream.

Probably inspired from Schipol Airport in Amsterdam, where they have reclining beach chairs to sit down in, right in the middle of the airport. It looked very similar to this area in the airport.

Dream 2:
I then start to have a second dream, It's on the coast of an island. The borders which surround the beach and transition the beach area to the urban area seem familiar. They are stone archways with stone walls indented inside of them. The beach however on a sunny day would possibly be quite warm, however, today the beach was somewhat cold and windy. There were not many people here either and the people who are, are just taking a stroll on the beach. As I keep walking by the oceanside, with the water crashing under my feet, the terrain quickly changes into a rocky area. The terrain now is rocky and just below these very tall cliffs. I remember seeing seagulls perched on top of the rocks. When the waves crashed, the seagulls would move until the water was gone and land back on the rocks. They repeated this process over and over again. I kept walking along the rocks.

I was then woken up by my alarm clock.

a long long epic of a dream scattered into fragments as i woke.

i am in another world, no not really... like another dimension of our world. like a narnia but less fantastic.

i follow a group of like 5 people i know, including heather and my mom.

near the end of it, we enter this house. its a shitty apartment of two old folks, grandparent types. think florida retirees. but their house is all batty, literally they love bats and spiderwebs and soft goth decor. they show us pictures in an album of something, not their children or whatever like normal.

i look at the pictures and hold the pages up. me and heather start tearing off the pictures like stickers. we tear off the borders like stickers too. we look at the lady and realize by doing this, we tore her apart and now she is very very thin and we see now she is made of photographs like a photo mosaic:



for whatever reason we are being detectives, looking for something, trying to find these people guilty. we can't though, so we just make friends with them. when its time to leave, i immediately fear the outside. previously in the dream, it feels like, i encountered something spooky out there and now wanted protection from the door of the house to the car.

i don't want my mom for protection so i ask the old lady. she doesn't want to really because she is so thin and worn because we took her photos. she agrees anyway and i take her hand. as we open the door, she says dont let the dog out. well, i do anyway on accident.

the dog, made of photographs like her, runs out and into the fields surrounding the house. i don't really care and just go to the car alone, brave enough. while walking toward the car, the sky flashes lightning and i speed up and hop in.

scene note: i want to describe the scene for memory's sake and future reference for myself.

outside the house, there is a dirt patch leading to a shitty garage/shed next to it, attached almost. then about 200 feet of yard area/field. our car is parked at the edge of this, almost in the woods surrounding the house. the house is in a weird center of this giant forest. the trees are mostly dead looking creepy ones, a few coniferous here and there stretching up into the sky. its dark out and all very scary.

in the car, heather in the back seat, my mom driving and someone else in front of me. there is a bee on this persons shoulder and i freak out. the bee isn't black and yellow though, its grey and black. he rolls down the window and it flies out.

driving along, i look out and see a dragon. i keep telling heather to look. at first it was just a big white bird that i thought looked cool flying, but as i noticed/put my attention on it more, it "became" a dragon (looked the same, my mind just labeled it different). there were two kids flying on it and heather said it was Falcor (neverending story). my dreammind reminisced flying on a dragon.

we drive to this room somehow, or maybe we are just there, or maybe i forgot a lot. but we are in this giant room like the room of hidden things in harry potter. there was so much junk in it, ceiling to floor.

we play around for awhile and then i get 3rd person POV. we are not who we think we are! we are now players from guild wars, we are all in a dungeon (looks the same though). we beat up some bad dragon and hundreds of chests fall from the ceiling and onto the platform where we are. the characters all rush around (i have my own but am "watching", not actively participating and have no control) to get all the chests. theres a cut scene and it shows a final giant dungeonmaster boss ultimate chest fall from the mouth of a dragon.

one lady rushes over to it and gets it. it transforms into a changing station, she goes in and comes out with the best armor ever ever ever. i've never seen it, but it looks pretty elegant.

back to me, heather, my mom, and the last party member. we are in the room and i jump from the platform and fall to the ground. i look up at a godfigure who isn't there physically and smile. "its over isn't it", "yep".

scene switch to me walking on a narrow newly paved road with nothing anywhere else around me except a "longboarding bar" where people take a break from boarding. this is the heaven of longboarders, a place of only new pavement and a snack shop. i am waiting for something.

jack comes with his car/longboard (huh) and is telling me how to exit this world. i have to do a slide into the portal at the end of this long stretch of pavement. ok! i get awesome speed going down the godperfect hill and slide into it, transitioning into waking life! i wake up!

29.06.2011

LD 8 (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

At Grandma's house before she passed away. Everything was unchanged, like back when i was a small kid. I was waiting for Mum to pick me up after work. (Fake mem: grandma and grandpa were there too.)
-dream scene change-
I'm in bed. There's a very distinct dark energy coming from the doorway. I didn't want to turn around as I was aware that it could be a start of a nightmare. I realised I was dreaming. I teleported out of my bed infront of my wardrobe. It was already open and I dressed myself using telekineses.
I walk to the hallway and looked into the bathroom. My brother was standing there, but there was a very, very dark energy being emitted from here. I was scared shitless, so much that i was paralysed.
He began to walk to me slowly. I remembered that i had powers of my own and pushed him away a few meters using my mind.
But it wasn't good enough.. the dream faded away and i woke up

05.07.2011

Long dream, guns and digimon (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

We were some sort of rebel alliance, fighting for our family and friends. I think Mum was a double agent. We were based in an house with boxes of guns. I had a rifle with an ACOG scope attached to it.
We ran out the side of the house onto a slope, much like one of the COD:MW2 maps. I sniped out a few people with my rifle and we kept on pushing our territory.
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I woke up from my bed(?) and looked for my Dad. We had planned a private mission. I checked the living room and looked out the window. The street was peaceful, it was night time. I walked into my brothers room to grab some guns and then walked into Dad's room. He was ready to leave, dressed and standing at the door waiting for me.
We walked into what seemed to be the lounge room, there was a friend of mine waiting there for me. He used a sniper rifle. Again, with a small group, we left out the side of the house. We made our way up the slope again, shooting people that were only of silhouettes. When we cleared enough to make our way up the slope, we jumped over a fence.
We heard shouts behind us and turned around to mow them down.
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Somewhere, I saw my mum, she told me to get out of here
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I was near Charlestown, a few of my school friends were there and I had taken charge of the operation (whatever it was). Apparently we had packed weapons in our bags and i convinced hamish to aswell. There was some dude on a skateboard. I yelled at him to get off and help. Then in the fly, floating above us were some sort of large cylinders, with a radius of probably 1-2metres.
We formed a triangle, bouncing grenades off the cylinders.

We got caught by a local highschool. Hamish and I were afraid that they would discover the guns stashed in our bags, seeing as it was my idea, I was ready to take the blame for Hamish. We were led into a sort of arena. Hamish and I walked up the steps and passed a few Japanese girls. They said "konnichiwa" to me as we sat down. I ignored them.
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Something about the teachers and one of the teachers being complimented about their looks.
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Dream warped into a sort of minecraft tournament. I was the guy in the tournament, playing with some sort of switch and a few slabs in first person.
I looked up, and there was a HUUUUGE-ASS digimon!
Next thing I knew, I was running out the gates of the arena and I saw the digidestined digimons de-digivolving. We were doomed for sure.

Non-Dream/Lucid/Non-Lucid

I had a puppet on my desk. I didn't actually had time to look at it and my mom just grabbed and said "What the heck is wrong with this puppet? Is it broken? It look like it's broken...Look at this broken puppet.".
It really looked strange, so I agreed with her.
She went in the kitchen to cook while I got myself comfortable. I looked at the old photo on the wall showing my grandma and grandpa's wedding. My grandma turned her head and I was like "HOLY CRAP WHAT DID JUST HAPPENED?? I must be dreaming!", and I did an RC to confirm it.
My mom came in and while she was cleaning up the house, I was trying to explain her that we were dreaming just to see how characters would react like if I tell them we're in a dream.
Until I had the occasion to tell her we're dreaming, I totally forgot that I was dreaming...
I went into the bathroom and looked at my face in the mirror. It looked normal, so I tried to morph into a robot to see if I'm dreaming. It morphed. I knew then I was dreaming.
I went into the living room and remembered one of my dream goals (Flying). I failed it in the first one, so I though of trying this again.
I didn't even had time to go off the window, and a big Sesquatch looking monster. It behaved exactly like my sis.
The monster wouldn't let me open the window to go outside and fly, so I had to fight with him. I tricked him and put it down with my feet while I was opening the window with my hands.
I finally did it!! I went outside!...as I was walking on the roof, I stopped to watch every beautiful detail outside...Everything looked so real, but I was conscious that I was dreaming. I was just admiring my subconscious for putting so much detail into my dreaming. Everything popped out and had pretty colors...it was like 3D.
While I went down, I forgot what I was going to do and lost my lucidity.
I went into the Liberty Center (Romanian mall) and I saw there George with his dad. I saluted him and all, and then I met Tony. We walked together in the mall and we were talking about stuff. He told me after much talking that he is going this summer to the beach. I told him that I'd go too...I had the money and all, but my mom wouldn't let me to go at the beach alone.
He went to eat something while I went outside. I was about to take the bus, but I remembered that I took the money in my pocket, so I went back.
I suddenly though of looking at buildings. I saw myself in a mirror in my old blue jacket. I realized I'm dreaming...I couldn't wear that blue jacket from when I was young...it wouldn't fit me anymore. I tried to look at the details of people's clothes. I usually never am focused on clothes when I'm dreaming.
I arrived to a park and looked on the ground. I suddenly remembered that I was going to try flying.
I imagined that I will be raised up by an invisible platform (that because my first attempt in doing this actively resulted in an epic fail and dream destabilization). When I saw my feet off the ground I was just amazed that I finally did that.
While walking on my streets, I suddenly remembered another goal (Imagining an episode from a new season of a show I like). I saw some TVs outside and they suddenly started right on my favorite show. I was about to start imagining an episode and all, but I suddenly was thinking that if I don't wake up now, I'll forget my dreams. So I woke up.

I had this dream after listening to Theta waves right before going to bed...I didn't though it would work. I was so wrong.
No tricks from my dreams worked again...If I didn't remember to do an RC something from the dream would come up and make me lucid. It was just awesome!!
Ah yeah...Fly [X]
Another one of my lucid goals completed!!!

DJ Log: July 28, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am sitting on the floor in front of a laptop on a low table, talking with a guy about work-related stuff on a software-based phone. There is a blue velvet sofa to my left and a matching love seat directly across the room. A bookshelf stereo system is on a table beside the love seat and there are large speakers sitting on the floor on both sides. The carpet is light tan and the walls are snow white. There are two oil paintings hanging on the wall which have peaceful, abstract swirls of color on them, primarily shades of blue and green. The paintings are perfect mirror-images of each other.

As I am talking on the phone, my brother walks into the room and turns on the stereo which is sitting on the other side of the room. I yell at him to turn it down, but he just gives me a dirty look and turns it up even louder. I yell at him again, "Turn it down or I will come over there and break the speakers." He gives me a defiant look and starts head-banging to the music. The paintings on the wall now have a fiery red, orange, and yellow scheme to them.

Becoming angry, I lay the phone headset down, then go over and pick up the stereo off the table and rip all the wires out of the back. When I get back to the phone, my mom is sitting on the next couch, giving me a strange look. As soon as I pick up the headset for the phone, she starts talking loudly on a cordless phone. I look at her with a WTF look, and then I notice that the paintings now have a fiery mushroom cloud on them.

Now enraged, I throw my headset down on the table again and slam the lid shut on the laptop. Walking into the kitchen, I forcefully remove the cordless phone cradle from the wall and smash it all over the floor. I throw a childish temper tantrum and stomp all over the broken pieces while screaming at the top of my lungs. After a moment, I run back into my bedroom and slam the door shut, then I wake up.

Dream 2: This was set in the True Blood world. I was an observer (not sure if I was even "there", more like I was watching things unfold from above.) at this vampire party celebrating a major holiday... not sure which Holiday but I think it was New Years. These two vampires are there, one tall woman in red and one shorter one I can't remember. They was stuff that happened with them I can't recall. Later in the night they bring back Lafayette, a character in the show. He doesn't know everyone there is a vampire, he's basically at the door talking how awesome the party will be in his stereotypical way. When no one responds he points to the vamp on the left, which happens to be tall-woman-in-red, and said she paid him a lot of money (he said the exact amount but I can't remember it) to come. The head of the club is pleased with this because they know Lafayette is afraid of vampires and they wanted to mentally torture him some.

I can't remember what happened after that, but obviously it wasn't good. So fastforward to what I do remember, and Tara (character on the show) and I are trying to escape an unknown vampire and his progeny who looks/acts suspiciously like Talbot, who's also a character from the show. We're looking for silver chains; I pull off this black chain from somewhere (I was familiar with the place in the dream but can't remember what it looked like now, other than it had a convenient amount of chains everywhere) but it was plastic. So I pull off -another- one that turns out to be metal. Tara and I both grab chains, she goes and hides upstairs somewhere. I end up hiding behind a chair, but I'm scared to death because it isn't a good hiding place and I know Talbot look-alike is going to see me. He does, comes over to pick me up and start talking to me.

At this point, I'm Lafayette. This scene is confusing to remember because I can't remember if I was Lafayette the entire time after the capture or if I was just me and occasionally Lafayette. -Anyway,- I "confess" to him that I want to become a vampire because I'm tired of being bullied by vampires. I know Tara is probably thinking I'm lying, but I'm kind of serious. He says something or other about humans and their place, I can't remember what, but basically it was an emotionally intimate conversation. I reminded him that he used to be human and scared or something of that-sort. During this conversation Tara's sneaking up behind him.

Tara does -something-, I forgot what, but next thing you know he's in the chair I was hiding behind and losing consciousness. I wrap the silver chain around his neck, and Tara stabs him with a pointy stake-looking thing that looks like one of those pointy things on the end of lights and stuff that you stick outside. Tara can't stab him in his heart for some reason, and she starts to leave and I'm like, "He isn't dead yet!" I keep urging her to kill him, but she can't bring herself to do it. I grab the stake and start stabbing at his heart, I can't find it then some random voice (maybe it was her?) talks to me about how he has two "lifeforce" points and a little digital map appears with blue lines pointing to them. He screams something along the lines of "Noooo!" as I'm about to stab him there, then he turns into vampire goo.

Unknown-powerful-vampire started descending the stairs moments before this, and although he seemed momentarily distracted Tara and I both knew we were in big trouble and were probably going to die there since that vampire was too powerful for us. That's all I remember.

Dream 1: This dream was split into two dreams; both about my girlfriend. One had a happy ending and the other a sad ending, but unfortunately I can't remember the happy ending or much of what happened in between the endings. What I do remember is T's father passed away, she was crying a lot over it and I was trying to comfort her. Then a few days later, she's in the street crying really hard about something and gets hit by a bus. I see this happen, run up to her and ask if she wants me to call 911. She says no (and dream-me listens for some reason lol) and then tells me that she's upset because she did the math and her relationship with her ex Allison (who doesn't exist in real-life) overlaps with her relationship with me. So I'm asking her questions as she's walking to get this scrapbook type thing. She shows it to me, and it has various dates and what-not and events that happened and how she felt about them written in it. It basically looks like one of those calendars you can write stuff in in a planner. Most of it's in red. So she's flipping through this to show me, and I wake up.

I was in line at some kind of a restaurant. I never actually saw the restaurant, but I was in line to eat. I think it was a buffet style. Lots of people were in line. It was like everyone was arriving at some kind of an event.

I was self conscious in spandex shorts, but I was OK with it. I finally saw a few faces in a dream.

I spoke with a black guy in front of me who said he was 6' 3" tall. He would have been 6' 5" or 6' 6" in waking life. I couldn't believe it because I am 6'2 or so in waking life, maybe a little taller, so this guy made me feel like cheating the half inch and saying I'm 6' 3" was wa-a-y the wrong way to fudge; furthermore, his friend was a good 3-5" taller than him, but in my dream he was only an inch taller than the guy I was talking to.

I looked up and recognized the planetarium ceiling. It was very active. There were clouds and stars. Often, several shooting stars would go by at the same time, and there were several periods where there was no break between shooting stars. Sometimes only one at a time would pass, and sometimes there were none.

Once when there were no shooting stars going by, I remember saying, "Wait for it...Wait for it!" and someone else in the crowd was saying it at the exact same time. When the next shooting star went by, everyone cheered. The was much to do about the shooting stars from then on which I was glad about because I had dream memory that typically nobody noticed the ceiling.

I looked over at the wall and saw a movie of some sort with Muppet type things. They were acting crazy. I think it had to do with the excitement of the stars and a further projection of my sleeping emotion. It was a silly continuation of the excitement.

Dream skip

I was walking outside and saw a picture of a sun. It was a small, yellow circle on two stick legs. The legs were bent, knees facing outward, with lines for feet. I didn't hear it, and didn't see words written as one would expect to find on a cartoon, but it said, "This is harder than Voltaire...and Voltaire was really, really hard!"

False awakening

I was talking to a dream friend in his apartment. He made a green tea, but he didn't make me a cup. I remembered in waking life once when I hadn't made my wife a tea and thought how I would never do that again. In waking life we argued about that once.

The guy started talking to me about her and how he thought it was OK that I didn't make her the tea. He rationalized it but i didn't hear him well, so I asked him to repeat what he said. I explained I just didn't hear him well. Instead, I rephrased his comment for him--"You would do the same thing to kind of...keep her in her place?" and asked if I understood correctly. He said I did. He was a chauvinist.

He started asking me about my wife making negative insinuations. I started writing down my dream about the sun claiming responsibility for Voltaire so I wouldn't forget it.

I woke up and decided to get up, make some tea, and journal.

I took Spirulina and a B-Complex before bed.

I stood in the loungeroom counting my fingers. "1, 2, 3...4 ...5... i think? 1, 2, 3.. gah this is hard! Wait - what if i'm dreaming?" my inner monologue rattled off

I nose RC, whoa! I am! I stabilise, grabbing the wall and rubbing my hands all over it, feeling the orange peel paint texture under my hands. I look around at the loungeroom, trying to understand what's off about it. I immediately notice the books, piles of them stacked to the roof of a plethora of colours. It was messy, but kind of artistic and pretty, in a sense. I walked over to the window and looked out at the sunshine, focussing on my hearing, something I'd never done before in a lucid. I noticed the chirping of birds outside, coming in through the front door. I put my awareness into the sense of touch, and felt the weight of the clothes on my body.

I turn around and walk out into the kitchen, observing how realistic this dream is - I didn't have a hint of my usual top-heavy feeling, I was very stable and anchored to my dream body. I looked at the counter and saw a glass, it was somewhat dirty but I figured I'd use it anyway. Instead of picking it up, I simply made another one appear in my hand. I thought about opening the fridge to get a drink when I realised - Why bother?

I focused my intent on a drink, and found my glass half full with red, bubbly creaming soda. I took a sip - it tasted great! I thought for a moment, I should focus on my sense of taste! I increased my awareness to my mouth and changed the flavour, it became an incredibly strong, creamy malt flavour! Damn! I put the glass down and pondered what to do. I looked out into the back room and saw some sort of boxes, it wasn't my usual back room. I walked out to take a closer look, and the dream faded almost instantly.

I woke up, and went to write in my DJ. I took it out into the family room, it was day time. I open it up and put it down on a table. It was one of my old ones, with all sorts of ruled margins and drawings of strange monsters in it. The handwriting was really fancy. "Wow I wrote so much neater when I was younger." I struggled to find a spot to start writing my dreams, and kept flipping pages - until I woke up. Should have RC'd as I woke, to avoid the false awakening.

Throughout this dream I was in a very different state of mind - my consciousness and thoughts felt as though they were those of myself, but from 4-5 years ago, when I was first into LDing. This matches the dream journal that I recognised as my old one, though it was a false memory. I had another couple of dreams after this where I felt the same way, but they have since shifted back to normal