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02.08.2010

End of The World (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It was a hot day, the sun seemed larger and bright red. People were wearing their tiniest sets of clothes. I was in 5 stars hotel with my friend Don and with Tom Felton (Draco Malfoy) who I had just met at the hotel. We agreed to go to the pool, but first Tom had to get his towel in his room. We entered his room and while he searched for his towel, me and Don were talking about sports, and I asked him if we was going to join the wrestling team again next year (we met in the wrestling team IRL). After Tom found his towel, we started walking towards the pool. We saw, through a window, a huge explotion far away. Someone then turned on a radio and we hear the terrible screams coming from it "A huge chaotic wave of heat is spreading all over the world, destroying everything on its way". I turn pale, "This can't be happening" is the first thing I think. "It must be a joke, like War of the Worlds", but panic invaded me, everyone was panicking, screaming, unsure of what to do, what to say. I look through the window and I see a chain of explosions moving closer every second. It was just matters of seconds before it reached us. Then I felt an intense heat, and everything went white. I felt pain, heat, and cold, but the worst thing were the screams, which were still in my head, the most horrible screams I had ever heard in my life. Three things came to my mind:
1) So, this is how I die after all.
2) Stupid scientists, they really were off when they calculated the sun wouldn't turn into a red giant in about 5 billion years...
3) How am I still thinking? Is there life after or death.. or am I about to wake up.

This one has been the scariest dream I've ever had, not because of death itself, I've had lucid nightmares in which I kill myself, but it was just so real it was hard to accept the World would end... so soon?, that I would never see my girl friend, or my family again. It was a very strange experience once I was 'dead', in the white void after the heat wave reached me. The fact that I was alive, but could still think seemed really odd, yet interesting. Right after I considered the possibility of this being a dream, I woke up, my heart beating as if I had just ran a marathon.

when the dream started i was playing around in a big monastery with my friend who i really didn't recognize, he hade a shaved haircut and he must have been around 30 years old. we were running around the different levels of the monastery witch was quite run down so many of the stairs and such were missing, witch only made great obstacles for playing around on. after a while my friend fell down to the first floor and i jumped after him. it didn't hurt us in any way so i realized it was some kind of a dream. as soon as i realized this the monastery started to collapse, big chunks of rock and stair and monks where falling down all over the place and i ran out as fast as i could. i ran out through the entrance but as soon as i passed the there was a metal gate that closed behind me and my friend was trapped the whole monastery was about to collapse upon him. And then i realized i could teleport him out of the monastery so i decided to try and teleport him out, it was hard and i didn't think it was going to work but it did. My friend didn't understand what had happened bud he was very greateful anmd he thanked me. we where out on a field so proceeded to fly around at first it was awesome but then it went waaaay to fast and i almost crashed into the mast of a pirate ship witch was stranded in the middle of the field like a beached whale. I flew back to my friend and told him about the situation and that i was dreaming lucidly. He understood and the first thing he tried to do was to start flying, he flew away and seemed to have speed problems aswell. I thought about it alittle and then i suddemly saw thre colours flash in my mind. The task of the month ! so i tried summoning something green and it was a book, i started reading it but it was going to slowly so i super-read it it was like sucking the information out from the book. then i tried something red and i was hungry at the same time so it was a big bowl of pasta and tomato sauce, witch i shared with my friend who had recently landed. when i tried to summon something blue it just wouldnt happen and i got frustrated so i started flying again. it was still way to fast so i enabled a menu of some kind and i pulled a flight speed slider to 50% instead of 150%. It sure made a difference, now i was flying really slowly and it had some kind of an anti-gravity feel to it, witch really was fine and all but it was still hard to controll but not as dangerous as flying waaay to fast. i landed on the pirate ships lookout tower and looked around i saw my friend but nothing else. so i jumped down on the deck and my friend joined me, i wanted to play alittle with my powers so i tried morphing my arm into a armcannon like samus aran has. I failed but not completely, what i now had was an old fashioned Iron and black powder armcannon and it was good enough. I fired a ball at the mast and it made a clean round hole straight through the mast. i fired again and it broke off one side of the hole. the mast didn't fall over and i was getting irritated. my friend morphed his arm into a musket and fired it onto the little piece of mast that was still remaining. It fell and crushed against the ground. I tried morphing my arm into a musket aswell but i only got a tattoo of a musket on my hand when i tried. but it didn't matter because i could still shoot with it. we walked below deck and found a treasure chest and inside were a pair of blue jeans witch i put on as fast as i could because i was naked, we then walked out of the ship through a hole my friend blasted with his arm-musket. there was one more thing i had to do before i left and that was ride a unicorn i thought, so i tried summoning one but i only managed to summon a narwhal witch i mounted and started to ride. i later morphed the narwhal into a unicorn after many failed attempts i finally succeded and then i woke up into another dream where i was in a big livingroom with bunches of weapons on the walls (swords and hammers, flails and such) my little brother and my mom were there but i was frodo from the lord of the rings saga. suddenly a horde of orcs and other tolkien creatures started coming into the room and we started battling against them. my mother grabbed a big plank with gigantic nails sticking out of it and started whacking away i was irritated that she was such a horrible fighter but it didn't bother me that much. my brother grabbed two swords and was doing quite well since he plays alot of sports and is athletic but i couldn't find any waeapon that i preferred. i grabbed a stick and a little knife and started fighting. after a while sauron erupted from the ground like a volcano and started walkign toward me. he stopped and held out his hand, we proceeded to have a tug of war with the ring in the center (the one ring) instead of a rope. i won the tug of war and went over to the fireplace and put it in a spoon and it melted. then i woke up for real this morning with my mother shouting at me to wake up.. i think there was more to the dream but i can't remember it ...

Before I went to bed last night I ate a few pieces of cheese to help evoke some creative dreaming! After reading a little I fell asleep and had a series of dreams that I believe occurred in the hours just before I woke up (this is what it felt like anyway). This is what I remember upon waking up.

1st fragment of dream: I remember this was a long detailed dream, but I only remember the end part. I was travelling with my boyfriend, not my real boyfriend but someone I have never met before in my life. Somehow something went wrong and we were being arrested by a woman who was in control of the area we were staying. She had the power to decide if we were to go to jail, which would mean never being released or seeing each other again. My dream boyfriend did not argue this but I pleaded and cried with the woman to let us go, that we were getting married soon and I wanted to spend my life with my boyfriend. She never said she would let us go but I knew in my mind then that she would release us. That is all I remember...

2nd Fragment of Dream: Occurred just before I woke up. I was stranded on a big empty wooden boat at sea with a group of people I did not know. The boat had a closed top with dark wooden panels and hardly any windows. There were lots of areas and hallways I explored and a couple of rooms where the majority of the group of people stayed. The first part focused on us meeting another little boat and begging for help. We did not understand why they didnt want to help until our boat crashed into theirs, at which point they began climbing onto our big boat. I remember feeling threatened and trying to calm them down in case they were angry we damaged their boat.

This then turned into another part of the same dream where I wanted to get away from the people on the boat, we were in close proximity of each other and I needed some space from the group. I explored the corners of the boat and found a white wood panelled door. This door had several swing parts to it and when I walked through there were stairs. I did not go up the stairs, however another girl came and went up the stairs and I was able to see through her eyes there were more people upstairs, hundreds more people. We then realised this was the upper class and we weren't allowed upstairs and I remember trying to convince them I could come upstairs but they all looked down at me. That was when I realised that we must be the lower class. This was when I woke up.

3rd Fragment of Dream: I managed to fall back asleep for another hour where I remember dreaming that I was being sick everywhere in a room with another girlfriend in it. She was sick once but then looked at me and saw how much mess there was in the room. The room then turned into a red car and a guy friend told us that we would be ok we just had to abandon the car on the road, which we decided to do.

I don't know what any of these mean but they all seem to revolve around travelling places to some extent. They also don't feature any real people.

So it even has a backstory. A kid was drowned in some bay by a supposed CIA agent and all the history about the kid has been removed. I and some other guys talk with some sailor dude and he exclaims that the "CIA can do anything".
The dream ports me back to some kind of burgershot like restaurant where i am teaching martial arts (most likely, karate). Also, everyone is in the backroom where the actual burgers are made. Near the end somebody asks me "Where do you work?" and i remember saying that i work in some hot dog restaurant. Everyone takes it as a joke.
Now supposedly night has came, me and some of my schoolmates are remaining in the backroom. We see that there are a few uneaten hamburgers left and attempt to eat them. They are way too salty and no one is able to finish them, so we throw them into the trash can.
Suddenly, i have a feeling of danger burst in me (i'd assume everyone else has it too, since they act like me). I take a look out of the backroom (for the first time) and it seems I'm in some skyscraper-like building and the backroom being the only room of our "burgershot". We see some shadow moving towards us (it's dark in the corridors, they dimly lighted tho) and dash towards a lift.
Now this is the craziest lift i have ever seen. It's around the size of a pretty big room, it has paintings, a sofa, pillows and a few cushions. We start moving downwards (we didn't need to press a button) and bright white light starts flashing from behind the door. It doesn't stop and we see a few shadows moving from behind the door (i'd assume, humans). The lift stops. The doors open and all they reveal is a picture of the skyscraper.
The feeling of danger gets even stronger. But others seem to be unable to feel it. They feel sleepy and decide they'll stay here until they wake up. Before i realize what to do, a guy dashes through the picture and ends up jumping out of the skyscraper's first floor window. He lands on some kind of roof (the ones above doors), without any injury. Like 20 meters away from the building there is someone standing. I somehow realize he's someone from CIA. While i'm watching him, he pulls out a gun and fires at the jumpers arm leaving him heavily injured. The CIA agent laughs and enters the building. I jump out the same second.
As I land, the other guy decides to make a run for it. When I land, I jump off the roof and start dashing towards him but before I reach him, the same CIA agent captures him and starts pulling the guy towards the building.
Only now i notice that this skyscraper is build in the middle of a dead forest. Trees have no leaves, they look burnt and weak. There are also some fences with no practical use. They're extremely short (about a few meters in length) and the fence itself is made from slate which is about 2-3 meters in height. I continue running through the forest and as I reach one of the fences i hear the CIA agent talking. He seems to be talking to 2 girls (who look incredibly similar to the ones i left at the building). I seem cornered to the fence. The CIA agent laughs and throws a gun towards me. I decide not to catch it. The agent and the girls are amused by the sighting. I turn my back and jump over the fence and continue my run for it.
The dream ports me near some cinema/cafeteria high in the mountains. I get in the building and notice that it has a lot of people in it. But not only it has a cinema and a cafeteria in it, but also living spots, a gym, studying spots. I enter the cafeteria. It's built like a balcony and has a great panoramic view upon the ground below. It somehow struck me that this is slightly above the place where the kid was drowned. Sudden depression hits me and I want to suicide by jumping out of the balcony. I manage to not do that (would be a bad idea, probably) and I exit the cafeteria. In the corridor I notice 3 of my schoolmates. I feel endangered. They pull out guns that look like desert eagles. I run towards the gym but as I reach it a guy with a broom says
"Is he even allowed here?"
A lot of people turn to look at me. Then my schoolmates run in. Someone tells them put away those weapons. He keeps repeating it until one of them does it. The others concede too.

In the aftermath I remember staying in the same cinema/cafeteria/whatever and talking to one of the 3 schoolmates that were supposed to kill me.

It only now struck me that the cafeteria/cinema/whatever could possibly be a last resort for people being chased by CIA or whatnot.

Important note: Encountered dream cue. Strange things with my hair.


I didn't sleep well. Couldn't remember a single dream. Kept waking up and going back to sleep. Until Phillip went to church. I woke up for a while and when I went back to sleep I had an EPIC dream.

This time I was on a road trip down south with Lloyd and Robby. Most of what I remember is driving back up North. I was using a GPS but I kept making wrong turns so we visited lots of different places, stopping whenever we saw something interesting. Many things happened but there's a particular image I want to preserve.

It's night time and I'm high up on a hill overlooking a city. The city's built on the shore--and the islands--of a vast lake. The lights of the houses wink on and off like a hundred million fireflies or early morning dew on a freshly baled field, and each is reflected in the dark water. I am full of awe and the perfect understanding of why I travel.

Another especially interesting fragment: my subconscious is trying its damndest to hand control over to my conscious mind. In my dream I'd stopped at a hotel and while asleep I'd dreamed about my main dream cue.

In the dream in a dream I'm sitting on a bench outside a strip mall kind of thing. It's very upscale and the windows of the shops are enormous. i'm waiting for someone. Robby, I think. I'm still on the road trip. I dont' know how much of what I remember is the dream in a dream. But I'm certain of this part.

I look in a window and see my reflection. I decide I want no hair on the left half of my head. I take out a razor and begin shaving. It's a pink disposable razor and I'm having trouble. At some point it becomes a brush made of hard plastic spirals. I think instead of shaving it actually pulled hair out. It pulled, anyway, and hurt slightly. I was still having trouble with it and could only manage to make a bald spot on the left front of my head. A girl on a bench across from me commented that I was messing up the color distributions (in the waking world I have dark blond hair and a bleached mohawk) and I explained what I was up to.

Later (back in dream layer one) I was in the car and remembering my dream from the night before. But when I put my hand through my hair the bald spot was STILL THERE. "How could that be?" I thought. I had a brief minor freak out in which I believe I *almost* attained lucidity. Instead I decided I mush have actually pulled my hair out while I was asleep. I'm getting close.

So many scenes and places. Takes so long to write. I've captured the two most important parts so I'll leave things here for now. Perhaps I'll pick up later.

Note: My first goal for the night was to go to MoSh's inner world to see if there was anything wrong in there due to some strange sexually explicit dreams he had the night before, consisting of transvestites and a series of lesbian orgies… After that, I just saw the movie Shrek Forever After and I saw the main characters riding on the back of a large red dragon, that made me want to ride a dragon, so that was the plan for after that. With these things in mind, I fell asleep, but I was not successful in my WILD. These dreams are kind of chained together as best as I could since this is also the night my waterbed sprung a slow leak, so I woke up several times to find I was wet… I had to take care of that situation before I could get back to sleep.

I woke up in bed… but I wasn't in bed, I was in water about half a foot deep, which was not a good sign since I sleep on a waterbed. I sat up, I was soaked, my waterbed mattress was flat beneath me, and there was about half a foot of water contained within the plastic liner around the bed frame. What had once been my bed was now a small wading pool in my bedroom… Damn, I hadn't figured I would get this wet! It was just a slow leak! Cursing my luck, I climbed out of the bed (pool) and I was dripping all over the floor, I was heading to my bathroom to get a towel and dry myself off with. I came out of my bedroom and I was not in my house… I was in a college dormitory, which is also odd since I have never lived in a college dormitory in my life, and there were people all standing around talking, no one seeming to notice the fact I was dripping all over the place. This didn't strike me as odd enough to do a RC, though. I was thinking I need to get in the habit of doing RC's more often, so I thought entering the hall was a good place so whenever I start a dream in my room I will do an RC when I leave. I did a nose pinch RC and found I was dreaming.

Now that I was lucid I had to remember what my goals for the night were so I could get going on them. As I was thinking about that, at first the goals were eluding me, but I finally got onto the right train of thought and remembered what I wanted to do. Ride a dragon! But that wasn't the first goal, the first goal was to investigate MoSh's inner world for any sign of problems. So I opened a portal to MoSh's inner world and went through it.

I stepped out of the portal onto the green grass in front of MoSh's house, which looked completely normal as far as I could see. I went to the front door and knocked, Asuka opened the door and had a plate of cookies in her hands, she offered me cookies as I entered the house looking for MoSh. I took two cookies and looked around the house until I finally found MoSh in one of the bedrooms working on a computer there. I focused on scanning the area to see if there was any sign of unstable dark energy, but the only source of dark energy I could find was me, and that dark energy was stable and contained. I checked closer, looking for any sign of various types of negative energies, as well as for light energy that was not stable, since that can be as bad as unstable dark energy. Nothing. Everything around MoSh's house looked completely normal, and when I expanded my scan to reach the outer areas of his inner world, everything looked normal there, too. I got MoSh's attention and told him I didn't see anything wrong in his inner world, he said to check again, I said I already had checked several times. He pointed out that there had been transvestites and lesbians having orgies in his house the night before, I told him I didn't know what to tell him about that, but there was nothing going on right now. I told him if there was anything else going on, I would be back to check again, but for now, how about we go get on a some dragons and fly?

MoSh was agreeable to that, and he went to get the kids. There were four kids there, I suck at telling age, but there was a girl who appeared around 14, a girl looking about 7, a boy that looked to be about 5, and one more boy who appeared to be the youngest looked to be about 3. Asuka picked the youngest up, and all of them followed me through a portal to my inner world, to a wide meadow near the edge of a cliff where there was plenty of room for dragons to take off. Right now, however, the field was full of playful pokémon, which clearly took everyone by surprise since they had been expecting dragons. I had been planning on bringing someone… Pablo! I opened a portal to Pablo's inner world and went through it, only to find Pablo climbing a tree in his inner world, I called to him and asked if he wouldn't rather be riding a dragon than climbing a tree… he jumped down from a very high branch, landed squarely on his feet, and then came through the portal. Now I saw Nomad was there, he was looking around for dragons, too. He said if we were short on dragons, he could transform into a dragon and carry someone on his back. I motioned to all of the pokémon and said we were by no means short on dragons. Additionally, there were a few dragons showing up now, those dragons included Vegeta's huge dragon, looks extremely mean and I wouldn't recommend anyone other than Vegeta try to ride him, and my own dragon, who looks like a bigger and meaner charizard with golden scales instead of red and orange, though he is nowhere near the size of Vegeta's dragon.

Vegeta came over closer to MoSh, his gigantic dragon right there with him, somehow in spite of the dragon's size he was moving very silently, so when MoSh turned around to see Vegeta the dragon was practically on top of him which clearly alarmed MoSh. MoSh stared at the dragon briefly before turning and heading quickly over closer to my golden charizard, saying he would stick with that size.

Vegeta looked at MoSh, then at the huge dragon behind him, and said the only reason MoSh would want to ride that dragon would be if MoSh was suicidal. MoSh said he didn't want to be anywhere near Vegeta's dragon. Vegeta told him to cut that out, the dragon is a sweetie as long as you don't try to ride 'im. Vegeta told MoSh to feed his dragon something and they could be best friends. MoSh fed something to the dragon, who seemed quite pleased with that, and nuzzled MoSh looking for more. Of course when that big a dragon nuzzles you, it is likely that you fall over… which MoSh did.

Now it was time to take off. All over the place, pokémon began changing into dragons, starting with my pikachu, my first pikachu, who turned into a huge blue dragon surrounded by electric sparks. A vulpix transformed into a huge black dragon for Pablo, I saw Tigress getting onto my flaming golden dragon, MoSh, the kids, and Asuka were on a rather long white dragon, I didn't even see what pokémon transformed to form that one… Soon we were all on dragons, there were more people there than I remembered having… I was thinking that there were an awful lot of people I don't know inside my inner world, making me a bit uncomfortable, but then again, Vegeta was also with us.

We rode the dragons on a bit of a tour of the wild areas of my inner world, the castle that was designed after the Castle of Lions off of Voltron with the unused mech lion replicas perched on their towers, I looked at the black lion and remembered my ex boyfriend James used to pilot that one… no more, I didn't really want to think about my ex… We flew the dragons low over an ocean, and then through a portal out of my inner world. I wasn't sure where we were going, I didn't really care where we were going right now. I was just enjoying the sensation of flight. Somewhere in this area my memory of the dream fades, though I'm not sure if I woke up or if I stopped remembering.

Note: I actually did wake several times in this dream, then I fell back asleep and focused and got back into it, and I was able to do it! This was actually a quite successful chain of dreams, now if I could just do this kind of chaining when I'm not being awakened by a wet bed!

08.01.2010
I was working in a coffee shop that about to open. The only people inside were my mom, a coworker, and me. I was making coffees when I noticed that my very attractive coworker was naked, and I was too. We began caressing each other when I remembered that we were not alone. Then I casually remember that strange, attractive girls are a dream sign, and that I must be in a dream, so that my mom isn’t really in the coffee shop with us. At this point I become lucid. I can’t see anything, but I can still feel the fabric of the dream around me. I kind of freak out and lose lucidity. I had it for maybe two seconds.

Next dream:

I was on the side of a lake, watching boats race. The boats looked like old muscle cars. I decide to walk elsewhere, and I run into Aaron Wilson. I tell him the same story I told him earlier this evening, the one about Mrs. Grimes telling me of Caroline and Chris, when I saw him at Catie’s show. For some reason I decide to look at my watch, and I notice instantly that it is constantly changing. I realize with much excitement that I am still dreaming. I calmly picture my body in bed, and then become enveloped with the dream. This time, everything is crystal clear. I see Aaron as if he really there with me, and I immediately began talking to him. I ask him if he’s had dinner, and we begin walking down a path that appears to just loop around to where it began. The sky looks different, but very vivid. As I take in everything around me, I lose some lucidity. Then Patrick Ellison comes up with a couple other people asking me how to get somewhere or something. At this point I am once again drawn to the strangeness of the dream, but as I become lucid again I start to slip away from the dream, and the next thing I know I am awake in bed.

Note: At the end of my last dream, I awoke to my alarm. It didn’t feel like the alarm woke me, because I woke straight from the lucid dream. It literally felt like teleporting because I was THERE, in the dream, one second, and the next second I was in my bed, with the music (alarm) playing.

Also, I probably lost some lucidity because I had no intent within the dream. I simply wanted to talk to someone and walk around, looking at everything. Next time, I need to be more focused, and my lucidity should remain more constant.

Another note: In addition to not having intent within the dream, I didn’t have a whole lot of control either. I still felt like I was kind of “along for the ride” in the dream, although I was able to control where I walked and looked. The fact that I asked Aaron if he had dinner obviously shows that I wasn’t in complete control (I would rather have been like DUDE IM IN A LUCID DREAM).

NON-LUCID LUCID MISSED DREAMSIGNS

I went to D-Mission (the cybercafe I used to go years ago), with Javier (my brother) and Gonzalo (a friend). We played Counter-Strike a while, and I've seen some magazines. I asked the employee about the price of Jedbangers magazine, She said me It costs $5. We went out. I count my cash: I had five pesos and some coins for the bus. I say to my brother "wait me a minute", and I go to buy the Jedbangers.

"One Jedbangers, please". She gave me the bill, but It says $11! . Now, she says that I have to pay that $11 before leaving the place. I say "You said me $5, so I'll pay You $5", and she spits a bunch of bullshit trying to force me to pay that $11". So, I had no choice but go with her boss to tell him the problem.

Right after that, I'm walking in the street with the the boss. I tell him the problem, and He says "do You have the bill?". Suddenly, we are alone in the cybercafe, looking for the bill. He says "hey, I found it". Surprisingly, now the bill says $5!.

We are back in the street again, and He says "The ticket says $5, so go back to the cybercafe and tell her I say You're only going to pay $5".

Now, I'm walking back to the cybercafe, when all becomes strange. "Wait a minute, I've seen this before, It's the sunlight entering through thw window... I'm am dreaming! I realized I missed a lot of dream signs (those in red). Damn sunlight, It will keep bothering me, so let's finish this quickly". I decide to enjoy that too much as I can, and what could be more enjoyable than shouting and spitting right to the face of that annoying girl?

I go right to her. She looks terrified, like knowing what to expect. I start hitting the desk with my fists, then I shouted and spitted right to her face, reproaching that "I was right, I was right, I WAS RIGHT!" . I paid the $5 and grabbed the magazine. That was amazing!

Then, I could wake up knowing that I've reached my goal.

BONUS: Then, I bought a Jedbangers IRL. I paid $12.

PS: that guy in the picture is an argentinian actor, Alfredo Castellani, and "the boss" looked like him.

Spoiler for spanish version, with more details (quote from my Facebook page):

Se me ocurrió ir a D-Mission, entonces le dije a Gonzalo y a Javi y fuimos a viciar un toque.

Yo en la máquina 13, Gonzalo en la 12 y Javi en la 11 (El que fué alguna vez a D-Mission podrá acordarse tal vez que la máquina 13 es la última de la fila). Bueno, al lado de la máquina 13 había un puestito de revistas medio improvisado, entonces mientras viciaba podía chusmear que revistas habían. Ví por ahí una revista Jedbangers, y recordé que un amigo me dijo que me la compre porque había una nota interesante sobre géneros raros del Metal. Le pregunte a la mina que atendía cuanto estaba la Jed, $5 me dijo.

Salimos del cyber. Saludé a Gonzalo (porque el se iba para el otro lado) y después de contar la plata ($5 y monedas pal colectivo, llegaba justo) le dije a Javi "bancame un toque". Entré, le pedí una Jedbangers y me hizo el ticket.

- Cuánto está entonces?.
-$11.
- Pero si me habías dicho $5...
- No, $11 está.
- Nono, me habías dicho $5.
- Mirá te explico: La revista está $7, pero este mes no llegaba y la tuve que pedir por encargo, entonces me llegó 2 semanas tarde y por eso tiene $4 mas de recargo.
- Pero si me dijiste $5, ahora me la tenés que cobrar $5.
- No, está $11 te dije, y ya te hice el ticket pos $11 así que hasta que no pagues no te vas de acá.

Se escucha la puerta cerrándose...

- Ya vas a ver, me voy a quejar con el encargado.

Estoy caminando en la calle, hablando con el encargado sobre esto que me pasó. Le explico la situación, a lo que lo primero que me dice es "tenés la factura?". En ese momento caigo "uhh no me digas, no me hizo la factura!", pero le digo "si, fijate por ahí". Volvemos al cyber y revisamos el mostrador (la cajera no estaba). De repente me dice "acá está", y levanta una factura de de esas de hoja encha con abujeritos en los costados (escrito así a propósito, no me vayan a criticar después). Volvemos a caminar por la calle y sigue la charla.

- Entonces?
- Mirá, primero te dijo que estaba $5, y la factura dice $5, así que te tiene que cobrar $5. Andá y decile que te dice el encargado que te tiene que cobrar $5.
- Ok, gracias capo y disculpa que te joda.

Entonces voy caminando de regreso a DM, y se pone todo mas claro, como si se impusiera firme el sol que acecha el Sahara. Entonces siento otro yo... claro, era el yo de mi cama, y no el que estaba a 20 cuadras en el cyber.
Ahí comienzo a razonar: ...hace bocha que no voy a D-Misison... ...nunca iría con Gonzalo sin llamar antes a alguno de los viciosos mas cercanos... ...como podía estar el puesto de revistas ahí, no taparía el paso a las máquinas del fondo?... ...D-Mission nunca tuvo cajera, siempre atienden viciosos u otakus... ...la salida de DM no encaja con la cuadra de Marcos Computación... ...la parada del colectivo queda del otro lado de las vías... ...tiene DM precisamente "encargado" que no sea Jorge?... ...claro, por eso el encargado es el tipo que hace de representante de Juan Perugia... ...por eso saltamos directo a la calle, directo al cyber y directo a la calle de nuevo... ...por eso la factura primero era ticket finito, después la creía inexistente y al final pasó a ser de las otras...

Conclusión: estaba soñando. Al alcanzar el estado lúcido todo comenzó a devanecerse, tanto por no entrenar la concxiencia en los sueños como por la luz que entraba por la ventana. Ya no valía la pena intentar mantener un sueño que se alejaba cada vez mas solo para intentar cosas que se que a la larga vos a lograr, así que solo me dispuse a llegar al desenlace. Recuperé algo del sueño, las imágenes se volvieron un poco mas nítidas, pero solo por unos segundos. Predije que eso iba a pasar, y por lo tanto me apuré a entrar el cyber, y de un vistazo ya estaba golpeando el mostrador furioso y gritándole a la empleada, que no podía reaccionar. Luego solo recuerdo estar parado afuera, el mismo escenario en donde había contado las monedas, pero esta vez con la revista. Eso da por hecho que cumplí mi cometido, entonces miré el reloj, sin prestar atención a la hora, y desperté voluntariamente.

Yapa: al día siguiente, me compré una Jedbangers para "conmemorar" el objetivo cumplido. Estaba a $12

August 1, 2010
Hanging out with The Beatles
I was on a ship with some DC's. Notably, i was hanging out with a young John and Paul (George and Ringo were there too, but not in sight atm).. We were playing on this baseball diamond.

The baseball diamond had stuff lying across it (was like we were in a storage compartment of some sort), but we decided to mess around in there, anyways. I was standing with my foot on home plate and John had the ball. We looked at Paul and I told John to toss the ball to me. Paul started running towards the plate as the ball was in the air. I almost dropped it, but didn't. "You're out!" I gleefully told him.

The 5 of us walked towards this tent thing. Like festival tenting - metal poles with a canvas roof. I inwardly thought about how much I love hanging out with them. I guess I had some inkling that this wasn't normal, but, I wasn't lucid. I was mostly just enjoying myself! Some DC's were eating at this tent.Something about a girl here, who was lying about who she had said she was. Can't remember much else about this, but whatever it was, it had me pissed off.

We docked at something that was like an indoors terminal (like going from the inside of an airplane to the inside of the airport. Except this was going from the inside of the ship to the inside of the building). There was a lady standing behind a desk in a uniform (white blouse, green vest and skirt) just to my right. I was standing at the entrance to this terminal, waiting. Had something to do with that lying girl. The guys told me to come back and eat with them. I guess we weren't getting off here.

Notes:

I did some guided meditation towards learning about some of your past lives (Props to MoSh for that!) and I had one of the most memorable experiences I have ever had.

I learned a lot about what I thought was a "other" existence, but is actually a past life unfolding slowly to me.

Dream:

The dream was probably partially caused by the visualizations that were done during the meditation.

I was on a train boarding platform, the kind that you would be on right before getting on an old style steam train. The train was in the station, behind me. I do not remember what the weather was like at the time of the dream. I remember arguing about politics for some reason with a random person, I then got on the train, and found my seat. The train starts to roll out of the station, and I remember no more of the dream.

Friday/Saturday
I went to bed at midnight, but woke up at 8:45 *NATURALLY* as in without an alarm!
I remembered two dreams, but one of them was split up over multiple awakenings.

---Dream 1---

I was up the front of my church, being interviewed about Pathfinders; a program like Scouts. I said something like "Yeah that camp was really fun."
Then the person asked "And what are you doing next weekend?"
I said "Oh, we're going on another camp!!"
I then went off the stage and sat down in a pew, the pastor had to move a little bit to let me in. I was then the floor manager; the person in charge of handing people microphones, which I haven't done in RL for years.

I woke up late in the night.

---Dream 2 (Reassembled)---

I remember dreaming about this place before, but with different things happening. I find myself standing on the very end of a thin piece of ice jutting out from some rocks on a shoreline. It must have been 100 metres long. I was there with someone who was going to visit my house for lunch in RL later that day.

The sky was vivid red from a sunset, and there were lots of clouds to be coloured by the sun.

Immediately the ice started cracking and I said "Quick, run!" and we started running back towards the rocks, the ice cracking the whole time.
I thought for a second, as I was running and jumping across the ice, why are we all the way out here? The ice would have cracked if we walked out onto it before, but my stupid self didn't think twice about it. I'm not sure if the other guy made it.

~~This dream was split up all over the place, so I'm just going to organise them into the most sensible order~~

After I woke up the first time, I re-entered the dream. This time, landing back on the end of the ice. The sun was a bit higher above the ocean, and my sister was there, as well as kazd362's old crush that he wrote about.

Also, the fish guy from Hellboy was there too (wtflol)

Someone was talking about this yellow gadget I had on my arm. They said something about how if someone else uses it, a swarm of bees gets unleashed from it and attacks them. Then, this happens, and I just run around a bit until they disappear, much to our amusement.

Then they showed another feature; a tracker. I took it out to show everyone. It was flashing red. Then the fish guy grabbed and threw it into the water. I was like "No! I'll never get it now,; it's in the ocean!"

I dived after it anyway. The water was light blue underneath, and I tried to get it, but I realised I can't breathe underwater. So I take a big breath to hold (I was already under the water) then suddenly I could bring up a HUD in my vision and enable some options, like the one in Mass Effect 2. So I select Breathe and Vision. When I selected Breathe, I could, well, BREATHE. But when I chose Vision, the water went all green, and the HUD turned red, and it allowed me to see further through the water.
I suddenly saw the fish guy swimming away through the water with the tracker, so I also enable some suit function, so that when I move my legs like a dolphin, the suit would amplify it and make me go faster.

So I followed the fish guy around underwater, before we resurfaced, and suddenly we were all looking at some large structure built out into the water, and we were in a large bay area, all bobbing in the water far out from the shore.

Someone said "Okay, keep your heads down and your *(can't remember; probably tails)* up!" and with that, we all dove under the water to infiltrate the structure.

I woke up, and when the toilet stopped flushing, went back to sleep

I went straight back into the dream, but we were all further inside the bay, about 30 metres from the shore, still bobbing up and down in the water. We were dispersed, but started to get out until the water was at knee-height. Then we all stopped to look out across the water, and we saw ships like the ones in Avatar: The last Airbender.

I woke up, feeling absolutely, amazingly refreshed for the first time in 6 months, and went to church.

This dream was particularly weird especially because I havn't played a pokemon game or collected the cards since I was about 10 (7 years ago). But this dream was quite enjoyable.

I'm in a huge shopping centre. I walk around it and find a section of the shopping centre which is basiclly devoted to pokemon cards. It has a basic layout to an electronics section in a shopping centre but on all the shelves are pokemon cards and not just packs of cards but the single cards. Some guy then tells me that you can play this awseome game if you go to the sections counter, so I do. The lady at the counter is kind of fat and seems like a really nice lady. She tells me about the game where you have 60 seconds to collect up to 80 of any pokemon cards. So I agree to do the challange. Just as I sign my name down on the sheet to go next in line for the challange she says "but I making a rule that you can only collect Japanese cards" I get anoyed with this and try to plead a case but she doesnt care. 3,2,1 the time has started, I run round franticly trying to find Japanese cards. Everycard I see and want however is not a Japanese card and when I think I see a Japanese card I can't properly see if it's Japanese. Its like the sun is in my eyes everytime I reach for a Japanese card I want. The time runs out really fast and I'm really anoyed that I didnt get any cards. I wake up soon after.

This dream was really easy to remeber and later when I thought about it the shopping centre it seemed like a place I wanted to visit again.

So I went to bed a few hours ago and decided to try a little bit of the MILD technique before I went to sleep. Basically I repeated "The next time I dream, I will perform a reality check, and realize I'm dreaming."

So I dreamed that I was in some sort of giant maze with a bunch of random people who were randomly transported there. We were all running like mad back and forth. The maze wasn't one level. It was multi level. There was the main level which was gigantic, like a closed of basketball court, and covered in a padded like substance. At one end of this padded level, about a hundred feet in the air, was this tower looking area with a slit for a door.

Anyways. Suddenly we're all running around like a race had just started. I notice that, as we're running around, some people are wearing all white and some people are wearing red and white clothing. Sort of like the Assassins Creed outfit. At some point in the dream I realize I'm supposed to chase down and try and save the people that are wearing both red and white and to try and be with them because the groups of straight white are chasing us down and capturing us and doing, I'm not sure what. But every time anyone gets caught they start screaming, terrified. I remember thinking: "What kind of God or gods would make us follow one thing and then make us suffer for it?"

At this point I almost become just a pair of eyes with no arms/legs and simply watch as things unfold. I remember this one man running up to a high level and seeing three different options to continue running. It's dark up here and he sees a flash of red and white so he knows to run that way but then he sees flashes of JUST white and knows that he's been cornered. In "my" head or the narrators head I remember narrating his final actions: 'And knowing full well it would be his last desperate moments the man sprinted head on towards what he believed.' And sure enough: my narration was right. He get's tackled and I'm whisked away somewhere else.

I think I'm "me" now in the dream. I'm running up and down more of these padded stairs. I see this woman running screaming and across some sort of opening I see a man wearing white and red face paint, very vividly. I feel like I should follow that person. He feels important. So I start chasing after him and I'm running up stairs to keep up and another guy is with me running, he's on my team. We reach a point where the stairs don't go any further so we turn to run back but take a different way. I yell, "This way is no good!" and sure enough, it isn't. We near a part where it looks like the stairs are OK but in fact, at a different angle, they are all broken except for one. We turn back and run again.

And then I must roll in my sleep or something because suddenly I'm at the bottom again and there are a bunch of boxes, about 8 feet tall, that look like giant pillows set all over the bottom floor. The lights are bright and I feel like a ton of people are there again. At the middle of the room is a guy that looks like Drew Brees, a football player, and he is being interviewed by some guy with a mic. He says: "I'm not going to do anything crazy. If I could: I'd like to hit in an NL ballpark." Or something to that affect. He's talking about some sort of baseball competition he's going to have, with just himself, to show off. I then woke up and my heart was racing and my first thought is: It's kinda funny I had two dream fragments but both of them deal with "teams". Hm... back to bed. It's still only 3:22. Will edit with more dreams.

For some reason I start dreaming and I'm running the "fast break" in basketball and I do a behind the back pass to another kid with curly hair and freckles. He doesn't seen the layup coming and it goes outta bounds. I run over to him after the play ends (and suddenly we're in a cafeteria) and introduce myself. I tell him that I didn't know his name or else I woulda warned him about the pass so he coulda got it. And then suddenly my dream warps into this next one. I'm not going to post much about this fragment as it was super jagged and weird: I was Bart Simpson, or a look a like, and I was running around all over this school wreaking havoc. I would make things blow up or hide things or make mean people get in trouble. And I was constantly getting chased again. My " final moment" in this dream was when I decided to do a suicide mission. I made something blow up and then I tried running away But the explosion caught me as I was running and launched me backwards. And suddenly that dream bled into the next one.

So I dreamed that I was in some sort of sitcom where I would stage situations to make me look like a hero in order to pick up chicks. I pretended to save Emily Mortimers daughters life (she seemed to live in the same apartment complex as me) and later that I day I made myself "happen" to walk by and she invited me in to chat. She had just broken up with her boyfriend/husband (played by a guy I know, Matthew D) and everything was really tense. But anyways we get to making small talk, which I can't remember, and it seems like she's liking me when suddenly her brother (or a close friend of Matthews) comes over and sits down on the couch while she's in the kitchen. I can tell he's pissed I'm there but I act polite and say "Hey, what's up." He says not too much and is mostly polite back. I don't remember what happens next but suddenly he snaps at me. I get mad at him and almost drop an "f bomb" which he starts to grin and say: "Oh yeah? An f bomb? That's not her style at all." And I get even more angry but I hold it in and mutter that he's the kinda guy that sits at the top of the movie theatre so he can look down on everyone. He goes "So I'm some kinda class racist eh?" and starts laughing at me. Emily walks back into the room and says: "I don't need this!" and then next thing I know the brother/Matthews friend is kicked out. And then suddenly we're in a different POV, almost like a sitcom opening, where I'm following three similar looking brothers. One brother is played by the guy from Cloverfield, the main character, and then two guys that look kinda like him. And they're walking up some sorta steps to the top of the apartment building. It's sunny and it looks kinda like California. As they walk up the steps some music is playing and scenes of guys telling girls to "go to roof 7" occurs. Apparently, in this dream sitcom, when you don't want to get with a girl you tell her to go wait at roof 7. And then one of these guys shows up and "sweeps her off her feet" for a one night stand. Anyways. These three guys make it to the top of the apartment building "rooftop 7" and look around. It's all concrete with a few potted trees and benches. There are two groups of people: all guys. The brothers seem super dissappointed and then one brother mentions Emily living in the apartment and how he's going to try and get with her. At this point I realize that I am the main character (the guy from Cloverfield) and for some reason I don't say anything back. My "brother" says "it's gonna be awesome. Gettin' the second girl this week that you been with, haha" implying that they'll enjoy being with him more. And that's pretty much it for that dream. I DO remember that the one brother had one giant tooth instead of regular sized front teeth. Teeth getting messed up seems to be a theme in my dreams.

And my fifth dream in one night: I remember standing around in a parking lot with a buddy of mine, Austin. He had come driving up from somewhere. And anyways in the back of his van was a bunch of music equipment. So he comes flying across the street to where I'm hanging out at and pulls around and parks and pops his trunk. I'm super worried he forgot something we'll need but I keep finding out that he has everything. I remember, from across the street, watching him running holding my amp head with one hand and the thing dangling around like it was going to fall. It was sorta funny. So we start jamming out and I keep all of the equipment underneath the door of his trunk because I'm afraid of rain. And then we invite my friend Chris to come play with us and he shows up, too, from across the street. From there forward it gets pretty hazy. He mentions how his class gave him the day off or something but he's thinking of going back anyways. Somebody makes a joke where the punchline is "I wouldn't even show you my penis online." And that's pretty much it.

So, wow. The MILD technique really does work. No Lucids but 5 completely separate and memorable dreams. I'm going to keep this up.

Everybody in my family became Infected with this strange virus, so I took it upon myself to end their misery. It was hard, and it was before they turned completely, but I managed. Somehow I was not infected, so I moved on with my dog - to a place where other survivors were gathering. I was hoping that maybe I could stay safe with them. And for a while, we were. We gathered supplies and moved into this large asphalt/brick house that was both sturdy and spacious, and isolated. A heavy-plated truck was our escape vehicle in the garage, and we took it upon ourselves to memorize every nook and cranny of the house in case something happened.

Axel (my dog) took well to living there. He never strayed far from me, so protective he was, but he'd play in the sunlight and happily go to and fro with the smaller children and play with them.

But like all good things, it had to end.

Hunters broke in, and my dog attacked them. He was Infected, then, but before I could go to him, I was ushered inside o the house and we were scrambling to get safe. My dog was taken inside, and I remember he was taken behind a door I was not allowed to enter. When we were attacked again, the next night, everything had been packed up into the getaway truck and as I was about to enter, I saw my dog, bound and insane. I bit my lip as I entered the truck, and away we went. The Hunters had attacked in the sunset, so we used it to our advantage.

We drove for what seemed like forever, but finally got to another safe haven - in Colorado. It was an incredibly fortified visitor's center of sorts, and it acted of somewhat like a store. We grew and sold food and other important things to people who travelled there in search of us. It was there that we discovered the alien life form that had come down and polluted the people, mutating them into Hunters.

But we had a small creature - another alien - and it raised the alien flora that had taken root in the visitor center. Everything was beautiful, captured into tubes and perfectly temperature-controlled. I took the small creature into my hand and had it give me a small tour. Against my will, however, I began to cry. The kind of deep heaves that leaves you feeling exhausted and tired. It was because I had killed everything I had ever loved.

Over time, we effectively found out how to stop the Hunters. We would lure them into the building and test possible ways to kill them. And we eventually found the correct way to do it.

Again, it was compromised.

I remember everyone was running back and forth and was screaming. A woman I was fond of ran back inside to save something, back inside of the building filled with Hunters, and I knew she would die. Her husand and I waited outside, in the heavy duty truck. A girl who was with us tried to plead with him to leave her, because if he cared about survival he would. He was going to wait for his "fool wife" he told her.

I was spurred into action, ran back inside of the building and began to search for her. I ran straight into a Hunter, which turned around and looked at me with eyes that only reeked of murderous intents.

"Don't," I pleaded, "Don't hurt her. Just turn around and leave, there are plenty of other things for you to eat besides her and me."

To my surprise, it did. It turned around and walked off calmly.

Something else was beginning to happen, but I was so scared and shaken that I pulled myself out of the dream.

I had this dream a while back, like when Steve Irwin was still alive.
So me and my friend Brittany were going on a roadtrip to Wisconsin Dells. They have this waterpark there called the Kalahari, which is for like little kids but that's not the point. So we checked into the Kalahari, and when we opened the door to our room, it opened into the real live African Kalahari. So we ventured inside, and looked around. We started to walk to nowhere in particular. Along the way we saw lots of different animals like girrafes and snakes, except they were made from paper like origami animals. I went to touch them, but when i did they died. However, their angel spirit floating up to heaven was a real animal. So they were fake when they were living but real when they were dead? Anyways, I cried when they died. In the background Britt was turning into a tree.

All of a sudden we hear a rustling coming from a bush. (Britt is no longer a tree.) We look over at it, and suddenly this crazy guy wearing a comical wolf mask with a huge nose jumps out screaming, "RAAAHRBOOGABOOGABOOGA!!!" We look at him like, what the fuck is wrong with you? He whips off his mask. "AHA!" he says in an Australian accent. Apparently Steve Irwin has found his way into the dream. "I bet I fooled you lassies didn't I? Ha, no, you two youngsters are smart enough to know that the REAL African Wolfhound has a much LARGER snout!" he says as he makes a circular motion around the mask's nose. Britt and I look at eachother like, whats with this clown? Suddenly he's right in our faces, smiling as wide as possible. "Say, how would you two like to join me on a wild Native American horse hunt?" without our consent he throws us each on a spotted white and brown horse, then jumps on his own, and we ride of into the sunset with Steve laughing maniacally.