non-lucid

3/4*!
I feel like this earlier dream was an important reminder (from my subconscious I assume) to let the family of the deceased know that they are still in our thoughts and prayers(done this morning!). The deceased died very unexpectedly and way too young! In it I dreamed of M from A again, along with G who died almost 5 years ago this month (I think he was memorialized in dream the night before (foggy memory night before) that also had M from A for sure and who ties in closely with G). Yesterday it seemed like his name might have memorialized on jerseys which were green and blue. Tonight it was a memorial in a grassy hilly area and M gave me a State tie pin that was supposed to be connected to G.

DILD: there is a party with family there and quite a few unknown people, quite crowded in some version of M Blvd but not really, perhaps my childhood home had some elements here as well. Someone says hey that sounds like a baby, do you hear that? I look around and I also then hear the crying and look down over my left shoulder and see very small baby newborn in a carrier on the ground. I go to pick up the baby with a big smile and very happy but then I realize that this baby showed up out of the blue and that I am definitely dreaming. I think of DutchRaptor-style tests of lucidity level and think to myself, since I am dreaming I have no problem dropping this baby back to the ground (from about 2 feet up) and I did so but it felt awkward and wrong before reminding myself...hey it's just a dream, move on. I think of the basic TOTM and I walk over from the living room to the kitchen and ask a female DC what her middle name is, there is a delay and I say nicely, I just need a name, your middle name. She says what sounds like "Frando." Then I am feeling a bit frisky and go around the house looking for an attractive DC passing my brother in law (one who moved about 1 year ago) and mother in law in a family room type area behind the kitchen and to the right of that my son is half awake on a bed in an odd spot in the open asking me what I am doing but I just keep going. I circle back around to the kitchen and two of my son's college age friends are there and I think, why not. I start kissing one after some flirtation and she gets a little too tongue-y for my taste and the other friend joins in kissing me as well...it becomes a little odd (too much tongue) and I fly up and out of the house. Looking at the night sky I think of the Bonus TOTM, alien abduction. I decide I will call out for them to come and get me but my voice doesn't come out right and it is garbled and I think that I was just talking to the DC with the middle name after becoming lucid, perhaps my SC doesn't want me to call out for aliens?? I think what the heck and I try again and I can talk clearly: "Aliens, come and get me" as I am floating maybe 200 feet up. I see a orangish-red circular coloration in the sky with a smaller circle in the middle but definitely not a ship, more like an aurora and nothing is happening so I say it again and then move on. I fly back down over a country-like neighborhood with maybe 4 houses including the one I came out of with the party. There is lots of space and land in-between and green rolling hills lit up in what looks like moon-light though I hadn't seen a moon so far. Out in front of one of the homes up and to the left from my downward view I see a woman in a long flowing gown with a young child just behind her and I swoop down. We talk and there is an obvious connection between us, I tell her that she is very beautiful. She looks a little like Scarlett Johansson (who I have been incubating an image of) but her cheeks are less pronounced and her nose more narrow. She grabs my hand and says, let me show you to your room. I say that I would like to stay with her and she says "but I have the kids (two) to look after" and I say that I can help her look after them but first I lean in for a kiss and we have a passionate kiss and I am so enthralled by the realism. I can hardly believe this is only a dream. She is so beautiful, she is so natural and not the least bit mindless and as we start to get on towards more sexual activity there in the moonlit grass I return to bed and I can tell that I am fully awake and there is no going back in but I am smiling from ear to ear, very enthralled. Perhaps this was my SC giving me a "true love" DC related to last months TOTM.

A little different:
Awareness work type: retracing my steps (&looking at myself from the outside)
Pre bed: quick review of recent dream signs: stars, tram/variation, my fam, ex's
wbtb: none planned but trouble sleeping around 6.5 hours(odd cycle, REM rebound?)

I am unhappily married to my dog. We're sitting in the couch watching a movie as I begin plotting the divorce. I'm not sure how to do it without hurting her feelings or causing conflict in my family.
She jumps down from the coach and walks away in her green coat. What have I gotten myself into?

I wake up.

1sy off i was in a store with hayllez i think.. we were browsing and i broke this green balloon. i trie to act liike i didnt break it but the store keeper caught me and he was all upset.

then ssomething weird happened. the store turned into this ware house of sorts and some evil team showed up and started taking over the bodies of all the employees. they tried to take over my body but i jumped out a window. then i started running around the city like a crazy person...i was naked and dodging through traffic, people kept playing TAKE a walk by passsion pit which i enjoyed.

finally i made eit to this abandoned hotel in San Fran where this cop and a few kids were hanging out in a jacoozie. i began explaining the story to everyone

Two Nights Ago

I have been put in prison. The prison is really strange, each inmate gets a very small cell about four feet wide by four feet deep by eight feet tall. They are chained to the floor and the bars of the cell... well there are no bars its more like a wire weave from a chain link fence.
I arrive at the prison late in the day. Some of the other prisoners are giving me dirty looks. I simply decide that maybe I can just lay down on the floor of my cell and lucid dream. I lay down and begin thinking my MILD mantra to myself. After a minute or two, I notice that I am having difficulty falling asleep. I begin to think about why I am in prison and I cannot recall.[/COLOR] Wait a second, I am already dreaming!
False awakening. Into my own room, and it's time to go to school. I get up and change out of my pajamas and into school clothes. I then notice that I am late for school. Wait... I am never late for school! I am still dreaming!
And I wake up.

Last Night

I am trying on different pairs of sunglasses. They are all very ugly.

Somebody's house burned down while they were cooking broccoli for dinner. I think it was a family of four. After the fire was put out the fire department took them to the fire station. The family complained that they were hungry and the fire department got some pop-tarts out of their locker. The mom (who was some kind of dietician) demanded that the fireman who was serving them bring them broccoli. So he went to the grocery store and bought a vegetable tray for the family.

Superhero Prison Break (Groggy Lucid)

I am outside a prison or industrial compound location. It is nighttime and snowing heavily. There is a large chain-link fence around the perimeter of the compound with light posts every 10 meters or so. Beyond the fence it goes to woodland.
I am hiding in the woods. Superman, Batman and Wonder woman are with me, and for some reason, we are preparing to break into the prison to rescue someone. Also, something about this situation seems familiar, like I might have had a dream about this setup before. And I feel like last time the heroes betrayed me and tried to use a sedative on me and then lock me in the prison.
Just at that moment, Superman tries to grab me from behind. I flip him over me and slam him into the ground. (Guess I have superpowers too.) Batman throws batarangs at me and I blast them out of the air with little fireballs.
Wonderwoman traps me with her lasso. Superman comes in front of me holding the sedation needle in front of my face.
Then for just this moment, I become lucid. And boy did I think quick and clever...
FUS RO DAH!
Superman goes flying back into one of the light posts on the perimeter of the prison. When he hits it, it bends and partially tips over. The lights flash out on that post. Also, he loses the sedation needle in the snow.
Batman compliments me on my quick thinking and states that he has changed his mind. He wants me to be a part of this team.
I hear alarms in the prison. Guards start rushing out to get us and me and the other superheores set aside the fight and retreat.

I was in a school/ lab and my goal was to get past security to see the tigers in captivity. It was like a mission or something and I remember holding onto a tiger hide and sitting on a white box waiting for the security officers to leave. I tried to go into the door when it thought they left but they came back and stopped me. I walked through the mall and a man asked me about the tiger fur, cause I think he wanted to buy it. I said no "I am saving the tigers!" And I walked into a room where there was a party. I had a towel wrapped around my waste and it kept coming undone and I felt very uncomfortable. A girl came up to me and kissed me on the mouth and I didn't even know her but she acted like she knew me. I was even more confused now.

1. [Non-Lucid]
I'm in a shop of some sort then i hear the ringtone my PC has, my PC is in the shop so I go ever to answer it but I was too late, my Mum and cousin Matt are against the back wall facing each-other and using their mobiles, I go over and say "Becky just called" in which they replied "well duh" or something.

Possible dream signs:
Mum, Matt, Becky, PC, Ringtone

Morning of March 4, 2014. Tuesday.



These are two dreams in the same entry. The first one involves an ability to transform into another person in appearance only. I am not sure exactly how it is done. I do not hold any of that person’s memory or abilities, I do not think, only the body appearance itself, it seems. It seems only vaguely related to a previous dream about relatives “inhabiting” the body of someone who has died during a sort of celebration or acknowledgement/wake period.

In the first part of my dream, I am near a storefront facing a large parking lot. For some reason, I “become” Naveen Andrews (though do not know the name in my dream at all). I am dressed in a black suit and am talking with a few female fans. Most of them are Hindi, one even with a large pot/vase of water on their head. I walk into a building later on and a man asks for my autograph. He hands me some paper and a pen, and then I realize that I have no idea what my celebrity name is. Instead of outright embarrassment and declining to sign “my” name, I write an autograph anyway. It is mostly a scribble of “m”, “n”, and “i” in a redundant series, with no discernible name, but the man seems happy upon attaining it and about our meeting.

I find someone I know as my true self (without changing into myself, though) and ask to borrow a pad that displays all the information on the television show “Lost”. I certainly now want to know the name of the celebrity I am supposed to be, so I know what name to sign when someone else asks for an autograph or when someone might ask if I am a certain person and I would know whether or not to say “yes”. The pad is complex technology with additional three-dimensional pockets and devices on the surface of which is all a viewing field with touchscreen options. The cast is listed in two expandable columns with small passport-like photos on the left of each entry. The first two are Terry O'Quinn, upper left, and Evangeline Lilly, upper right, with Naveen next left. However, instead of Naveen Andrews being listed correctly in the cast, I see that his name is Ruyard Nuttiger. (This name is not remotely familiar or meaningful in anyway - although it could be some sort of association with Rudyard Kipling and “new tiger” and associating Naveen with India.) From there, after learning who I am supposed to be pretending to be, I continue my walk in the public area. One area (originally thought to be some sort of mall) seems like the northern side of my middle school, which I do not recall dreaming of (at least with more correct locational appearances) in quite some time. No drama ensues and I walk eastward.

In another dream, which I would not call a nightmare (the emotions are not that strong or relating to fear), I am back at the King Street boarding house. This dream seems to have a slight association with the last dream of this location in relating to “bugs”/“worms” (virus association, most likely). There is a type of creature that goes through several stages. It is some sort of “termite” (only in a very loose sense of the word as a whole). I am on the Tenth Street side of the intersection. The different stages are very different from each other (I am not sure if some of it is relative to shape-shifting as a sort of temporary camouflage or not). One stage looks a lot like a white sand dollar. A group of “sand dollar stage termites” goes quickly after two other people (male and female), but I think only to protect more vulnerable creatures within other stages (which may be in cocoons). The other people are not hurt as they kick them away. Another is a giant antlion larva (giant “doodlebug”) that comes out from near the steps and then seems as large as a horse on the east outer wall of the house. It does not seem that threatening (but does appear to be in a defensive stance), but is still a sight that fills me with awe. Assuming they only eat houses and trees, I still do not want to be near these “monsters”, including the smaller ones.

There is even one stage where they look like actual termites. Who would have thought? I walk south to leave the area.

3/3/14 Monday

Last night, bed around 11pm - 5:45am

DR:
I'm at work. Carrying ballons. Some staff is sitting in a circle and somebody is bitching about something. I stand up and tell him to stop whining and bitching, and if he can't do it, he should just STFU and I'll do it. Everybody clapps.

DR:
I'm in a large highrise apartment building. Visiting my apartment manager. We are all suppose to go visit someone. Managers husband tells me, that their daughter is going to be walking through my room, so I may wanna hide my valuables. I'm like, I don't care just about my valuables, I don't want nobody to go through my shit.

They are waiting for me outside in a car, while I get dressed and get ready. As I'm leaving, I see this daughter peeking through the window by the entry door into the apartment. I'm like, shit, I really don't wanna go and leave my room unattended. So I walk outside, they are in a red car. They open a door from inside as they see me coming. I tell them I can't go and I return back upstairs.

I can't find the apartment. It's a new place and I never noticed how the door looks like, or the number of apartment. So I go to this gym in the building, which I know they own.

I walk inside and a girl behind the counter on the left is wearing a ninja mask. I'm thinking, nice, goes with the ninja gym theme. I see pictures of the owners on the wall and I'm telling the girl, that I know them and to help me find their apartment by telling me the number. Somebody else walks in and he is like wtf is she doing here.

Both dreams, but the second one more, were very vivid and detailed.

Thank you.

I'm wearing my panda hat, and keep walking up and down this place I'm at. I'm trying to avoid these adults for some reason. They'll tell me to get to the room were everyone is going, so I keep acting like I have shit to do. I decide to go into the bathroom to pretend I have to use the restroom. The whole time my panda hat keep falling off to the ground and I don't feel it until I randomly realize it's not on my head and have to run and retrace my steps to find it before someone jacks it. I get into the restroom and there's not light, just daylight from outside so it's kinda dim. There's a human at the mirror doing something, I pay them no attention and try to find a stall, but they're all dirty or the stall doors are too short or somethings wrong with them in some way, so I decide to exit the bathroom but from the other door. I walk out and begin walking to this restaurant/gas station type things because I see that there's a lot of people loitering. I drop my hat a few times on the way, and I enter through the side glass door, my friends boyfriend runs up to me looking panicked carrying his girlfriend in his arms and with his hand over her heart. He pleads for me to help her, make her breathe again. So I put my left hand on her heart and turn my head away for some reason feeling disappointed, and after a few seconds she begins to breathe and slowly awakens dazed. He asks me how I do it, and I say "we're shy around each other is all", then I get up and walk back out the door I came in from. I walk down towards the bathroom again not knowing where I should go for sure, then I realize my hat had fallen off my head again, I panic and run around to find it but sudden;y a huge crowd is all around me trying to get places some going left some going right, and I can't see where my hat went. I see this woman with a panda hat in her hand, I run over and snatch it from her and run, Then I realize it's not mine because this one is really dirty and my names isn't on the inside tag, so I return it to her and apologize. Then I see this woman come to the view through the crowd and she has a panda hat bright white clean like mine, and she gives me this fearful look like I caught her and she starts to make a run for it, but I snatch it from her and she tries to get it back but I yell at her that it's mine and then I begin to question whether it is mine so I look at the inner tag and see my name written on it in my sisters hand writing and I yell "HA!" at the woman and she looks busted and I walk off and put it back on my head and finally hold on to it better through the paw pockets, but now everyone walking passed and towards me are giving me dirty looks.

*reminder to self: write full dream down after exam

dream:
-BS was in my dream again. I tried to summon a door so I could teleport (non-lucid)
-some sad story about a women living in harsh occultist time. She got tormented because she disobeyed their laws.

1. I’m in Ragnarok Online out in desert-like areas. I’m trying to get to this one place I know. I don’t recognize the areas I’m in. There are creatures, some of them hostile, that I avoid. At one point there was this big bull-like creature, and some lizards. I also see a few places that look like little houses. The sound effect in the background (bird chirping??) was the one often played in forested areas.

Inspiration: I was thinking about RO last night.

2. Liquid in the large metal mixing bowl, to be mixed with thicker substances.

Inspiration: Just like the chocolate chip cookies I made a few days ago, it was stressful because I had to make a crap-ton.

3. Me looking down on a burrito on a plate and water in a container, confusedly wondering why I’m here.

Inspiration: This one is ironic, haven’t had burritos in a while, but just today mom asked me to make her one.

I’m sitting in class in the front row on the right. The teacher puts down a sheet of paper on my tan desk. I pick it up and look it at. I got 800 points on my math homework. I think that sounds good.

My [old] friend Liz looks back at me from the desk in front of me tells me she got a 400 (or was it 600?) and that higher is bad. I ask how low you have to get for it to be good. I can’t remember what she said.

Suddenly, my cat Smoke jumps onto my lap. The teacher, who’s handing out papers to the row right of me watches as I obediently put him down on the floor.

-Gap-

There’s a sign-up sheet for “Misery”. Apparently you submit a picture with the theme and whoever wins gets something. I point it out to Liz. There’s a picture on there someone drew directly in a box of a face with pierced lips. I find it more funny than ‘miserable’ looking. Sitting back in our seats, I tell Liz I want to join but don’t have any pictures with me. She gets up and says that she’ll sign me up as a placeholder as I go get a picture.

I know just the one I want to use. It’s a picturesque landscape scene with a cabin in it, the whole thing is drawn in blue, and it’s raining. I find it lovely, but some might find it miserable.

Liz is worried about posting pictures up there without credit though. I say that I’ll make sure it has the source written on it.

-Jump-

I’m looking through booklets with sheets of paper, and point a spread out to Liz as a good candidate for ‘Misery’. It’s lineart of Gamzee and Karkat dressed up as hoodlums looking glum, and Gamzee has a cigarette in his mouth. I stop and consider if it’d be allowed as a submission because of that.

Inspirations: Maybe because of the Ella dream. The drawn face reminds me of Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff. Gamzee and Karkat because I’ve been thinking about Homestuck lately since getting back into method of loci, as I used to use Homestuck flash game maps for mind palaces. 'Sourcing' from fanart issues in fandom.

My IRL sisters are visiting me and we've been bickering as we walk to the door of my IRL house. There's a dead girl standing in the driveway, staring at the door, and - sarcastically, it's related to what we were bickering about - I say to her something along the lines of "Well? Are you coming in, too?" This is said more for my sisters' benefit than for the dead girl; she doesn't seem to react.

Inside, I get online and read a news article. The powerful old guard of some country have been giving themselves promotions. One man is referred to by the titles Ulmo (name taken from Tolkien, but at the time I believed it was a reference to some eastern European mythology) and Eleusis, and a rank which translates to Old Knight. The Ulmo of myth is (in this dream) associated with beginnings and the dawn, and that was symbolic for this man's political duties, but as these people have given themselves promotions those myth-derived titles have become more literal - he can now literally control dawn, and other forms of time related to the beginnings of things.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a caterpillar in my IRL house. I pick it up, and although it keeps wriggling away, I eventually manage to take it outside. When I put it down in the grass, it immediately tries to get back inside, and I realize there's a beetle out there it's trying to get away from. The beetle tells me that this is the spirit of a dead girl. It tells me a story about this girl and a hockey player who's also now dead, and about two guys who took a deal not to talk about something that happened between two hockey players and two girls. I see the hockey player and the dead girl on a train, and she's staring blankly into space with these wide, round eyes.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm watching an extended version of Near Dark with various extras. The one I'm watching seems to be an interview, but with the characters themselves, not the cast/crew. The family's standing around a Cadillac convertible, and Caleb's talking to someone about how he first joined the family, a long time ago. He'd been driving with a woman, she'd been drunk, when the family found them she hadn't realized the danger they were in. He talks about Mae, and then he holds up her hand and says "and lucky me - no ring." He laughs. Jesse looks a little disgusted by the way Caleb talks about Mae, but he laughs too. Caleb's wearing a belt buckle shaped like the head of a snake with fangs bared.

I decide to go back to the main menu. This isn't just for Near Dark, but for a wide variety of movies, and one displays a picture of John Constantine with a title that references immortality and love and/or betrayal. The menu images are constantly shifting, and he slips off the screen. There are at least two layers of the image, and I think of those layers as somehow acting as mirrors, both of the viewer and of each other. By changing the angle I'm standing at, I get Constantine back in view.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Someone's telling a story. The listener asks, "Was it the wrath of heaven?" The storyteller shakes her head. "It was the wrath of the humans." Following someone's advice led to some captured human surviving and leaving the fortress where the storyteller lived, an isolated building in the center of a vast field stretching to the horizon, the only landmark I can see. He returned with many soldiers. As a disembodied observer standing on the top of that fortress, I can hear the soldiers shouting to each other. They're speaking Korean, I don't understand them.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A setting based on a fantasy version of ancient China. An elegantly dressed woman is telling a terrified human man to "call me elder sister." He frantically agrees, although he nearly calls her something more along the lines of 'mistress' as he does so; he's thinking about her connection to his master. She releases him and walks off, through a fence, passing through the solid object like it's not there. Looking at this, the man says or thinks "What a way for owls to fly around at night."

A similar fantasy China setting. There's a man leading a human woman around a palace, talking about truth and the inability to lie. "Like this," the woman says, holding up the candle she was given by the woman who rules this place. It has words carved into it, which she believes promises her safe passage in some fashion. He laughs, and says that's a careful bit of phrasing, which causes her to look concerned. He reads it out, and it says something along the lines of "The human will want/feel no hunger." He points out that this statement will be true even if she stays here forever - she won't want food, she won't feel hunger. But actually eating solid food that will sustain her life, or returning to her own world to do so - that's a different subject entirely, and it's not covered by the carefully-phrased promise on the candle.

In a modern setting, I'm staying somewhere for the night with a small group of other people. Other groups are here as well, and there's concerns about space, so when I finally see the room we've been given I'm surprised by how big it is. There aren't many beds, but there's a lot of floor space, there should be no problem. We all sort out spaces for our bedrolls, and some of us go over the movies we have between us. I wonder if I can convince the others to put on Near Dark. The floor's becoming crowded, and I just manage to find a space for my backpack; on top of the backpack I place a stuffed animal shaped like a dog, which I'm aware contains a guardian dog spirit who protected me from the ghost of a dead girl earlier tonight.

1. Two animal-like creatures scuttling north along a road. Then they turn into Gon and Killua?

Inspiration: Maybe my previous road dream. And Gon & Killua because I recently saw one of my old goals with them and have been watching Hunter x Hunter.

2. Me and mom are in some woods. She holds back as I spot some pretty aquamarine colored marbles on the dirt ground and I start picking them up. To the left, I see a heaping pile of dirt, and realize that the ‘main piece’ must be there. I go over and kick the top off. I uncover a smaller bowling-pin shaped marble. There’s something small stuck inside of it but I didn’t get a close enough look to remember what.

3. I’m outside at grandma’s house. I walk up to the back porch and see a younger girl with longer, wavy blond hair sort of crouched underneath it at the back. For some reason, I think she’s mute, but then I realize she’s just deaf when she starts talking, and her voice is kind of loud. She starts writing her number down on a slip of pink paper.

I’m inside at the stove cooking, something about marshmallows and flour. There are people in the house that are similar to the family in Here Comes Honey Boo Boo.

I’m talking to my [old] school friend, Ella, (I think at different times it was on the phone and seeing her in her room omnisciently, it’s confusing), it’s in the future. I’m upset with her because I called her twice and left messages but she never called back. She sighs in exasperation and says that it must have been her dad; he apparently has a habit of meddling with the phone or something.

Inspirations: Maybe because grandma’s house is a memory palace. Number from my PAO system? Mute/deaf from blind dream? Cooking from WL cooking (recently made a S’mores with marshmallows and peanut butter cookies with flour). Recently talked to mom about Honey Boo Boo. Phone probably comes from previous dream with a phone.

I am in a large banquet hall. It is well lit, but somehow seems dark. There are round tables placed around the room randomly. We are celebrating something for the music school. I am with my friend, Jim. He takes me to a table to sit across from a British girl. I think she's really attractive and we talk, but she wants to introduce me to her friend. There is a shift from the banquet hall to a lobby. It looks like a lobby of a cheap hotel. My old bass guitar is hanging up on the wall. I take it down and try to play Chicken Scratch, a song I played in jazz band in high school. I can't figure it out at first, but then I change the strings I'm playing on, and I slap it out like a boss. My old band director is there standing in front of me. He tells me that I can have his rehearsal bass guitar. I tell him that I already have it. There is a shift from the lobby to outside. I am in a long line of people. It seems to never stop in front of my nor behind me. We are standing on a ledge about two stories above the base of a mountain. There are only a few feet between the side of the mountain and where the ledge drops off. The girl the British girl was going to introduce me to is in front of the person in front of me. The person in front of me is on a horse, as is the person behind me. There is a very loud announcement. A man standing on a pedestal as tall as the ledge we are standing on makes a speech about reviews. The man is very tall and looks like Uncle Sam on stilts with blue and white striped pants. He says that each person will either have a 5 second review and a 5 second slide off the ledge, or will have a 10 second review and no slide off the ledge. Many people are happy and joyous, but many seem hopeless and sad. I see the slide appear next to me me and someone goes down it, then it disappears. I continue to follow the horse in front of me. The horse behind me starts to nudge me with its head. I don't want to fall off, so I try to get to the girl in front of the horse in front of me. I can't do it no matter how hard I try. I wake up.

*Minor note: I knew in my head that the way we were traveling was illegal.