non-lucid

2.12.14 Wednesday

Last night, bed 11pm - 8:40am

Remember a dream about being on skype and skype ringing. I woke up to that and it was still ringing for real.

Had bunch of dreams, but wasn't waking up at right time to remember them. Will be better tomorrow.

so this one was a lil over the top and kinda sexual im sorry but cant control my thought at night. first i was in the mountains with colin and i was going to get breakfeast with colin my mom and shanon. i asked him what he though about some girl and he said "i never break downs girls"

we never got that damn break feast

now for the fun part! so i believe i was at my house and wass planning on going to a party, nat was in my room and we had sex against the wall with the door open. we finished and my mom came in after and casually started talking to nat who was holding a acondom in her lap. my mom noticed and akwardly laughed and walked away. i yelled "at least were being safe"

then it was night an were outside of this pool, we were basically wrestling and talking about the party. then natt was like you want to have sex again so we did it standing up for a while, but afterwards i pushed her into the pool /. she tried to drag me in but i didnt want to get my clothes wet for the party cuz i had on my favorite shirt so i didnt let her drag me in. my sister asked afterwards if she could go to the party too. then darren showed up and said he would take natt to the party and i was like What..no?

lastly i was at my home and as i was walking through the side alley some one yells at me to smoke a joint. then i see my neighbor carlo and susie both drinking and trying to hug me. i got all uncomfortable and tried to get away but they hugged me anyway....later i played wii with some gay kid and he kept beating me in call of duty. it was cool cuz i was inside the video game

later in the dream i was in like a futuristic version of millbrae and destry offered me this huge orange pill and i ate it. i felt bad after cuz tis doctor asked me about my success in sobrieteyu

I believe these dreams were two separate ones!

I was at a ceremony for my school (well, old school now), where I was having dinner with my parents and various classmates. We then went into this big hall where all the students and their parents were, and names were being called off in groups of two or three. If you were called, you had to rush down there and try to beat the other kid in a race to the bottom. If you won, you got a prize. I got called twice and managed to win both times without even knowing the rules. And my reward...was a pokemon game.

This dream had me in my house. It started off as me not even being there, just watching as two famous actors (Rob Schneider and someone else) were discussing something. Eventually they disappeared and I got to walk around my house. I decided to call up PeanutButterGamer (FOR SOME REASON) and had a nice chat with him about mario. After this is when things started getting a bit weirder. I heard noises outside and got a bad feeling, so I instinctively went to the kitchen to grab a knife or something for protection. "Y'never know," I told myself.
As I got to the kitchen, I looked outside. Cats were everywhere in my neighbor's back yard. Weird, cuz he normally has a bunch of dogs. They were going up to this pool of liquid (it looked kind of like apple cider), and lapping it up. I turned my eyes back to the kitchen, and there were suddenly a bunch of cats in it! Cue me going
I opened the knife drawer, cuz I was still feeling paranoid about the noise I heard. The knife drawer was filled with the same cider looking liquid I saw before. I sighed and tried to get a towel to clean it up while all the cats mewed at me.

1. [Non-Lucid]
Keep seeing a Triangular pattern (3 triangles creating a bigger triangle) made of shiny glass on the floor in a pitch black room.

Was quite mysterious.

Fragments:
May have seen a wooden version of the triangle
There may be someone with me
I felt something

Morning of February 12, 2014. Wednesday.

Dream #: 17,222-01. Reading time (optimized): 2 min.



My dream had a precognitive thread as a suspicious frame appeared on the dream journal website. It implied how you could preserve your anonymity by signing your name to a petition. “Preserve your anonymity by signing your name?” I blocked the source site.

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In my dream, my older sister Marilyn had passed away. I would not call it precognitive as I already had one that revealed a lot of what was going on before I learned of her illness.

In real life, it seems unusual how so many people I had known were having issues (one of my friends seems to appear about twenty years older than me even though we are the same age). Even my jovial best friend Toby had a heart attack, which I learned the same day a brother wrote to me that our sister would not make it another day. On this same day, I also learned that a female classmate around my age (born the same year) had died in 2008.

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In my dream, my brother-in-law, Bob, is going through the house and working out what to do with everything. He is dismantling a small wooden cradle. I wonder why he does not ask if I want it. Zsuzsanna and I have a baby, but perhaps I should not say anything out of respect. Sister Marilyn never had children but did do a lot of babysitting. I get the impression that he is dismantling their crib because there is no hope of having children as a couple now. It may be a play on “cradle to grave.”

My brother-in-law talks for about ten minutes. I feel unusual being in the house. My mother is gone, my father had died years previously, my sister is gone (in my dream), and Toby is in trouble. There is a brief appearance by sister Carol who tells me of Marilyn’s death (but she had already died in real life).

He is talking with an unfamiliar girl, telling her he will be using many aliases. (He cannot read or write in real life). I am unsure what his plan is. Perhaps he intends to get loans (a play on “alone?”) with the people at the businesses or banks thinking they are communicating with several individuals. I think this will cause him to get too many different bills for the same thing, though he does not seem to mind that prospect.

He announces “R” names for picking up his mail, and the girl writes them on a notepad. There is already a stack of letters. At least two include a petition regarding privacy, overdue bills, and possibly business models and donation requests. There are no other addresses. He will receive any mail with his aliases (as with “general delivery”).

“Ronald? Or is that too much like McDonald?” I suggest.

There is a short pause. My brother-in-law calmly says, “Yeah…” and leaves via the front door. I feel foolish over the name recommendation and slightly regretful at not giving him additional possible aliases.

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Ever since I can remember, I have had recurring dreams that were all set in a place I cannot easily describe. This "world" is a brightly lit place, always coastal, or a feeling of being coastal, and is a very highly built city. I couldn't tell you how tall because I am always either in the top of the towers, which are all connected, or at the beach. In this world, clearly a very productive and happy place, our time as humanity is always coming to an end. The events of these dreams are never exactly the same. I recall when I was a young child that in the dream I was driving on a highway (very high in the sky) towards the beach, when the earth began to shake and the highway began crumble. More recently, I was in this world and found a friend, I stepped out of the elevator and went to hug him. I also knew at that moment I had been there before and some part of me knew the world was ending. The strangest thing about these dreams, and why I consider them recurring, even though they are not the same people, the same events, or even the same exact location, is the feeling that comes with this world. I feel it in the dreams and it feels familiar, and I know they are all in the same realm. This feeling carries over to when I wake up, as near as I can describe it is love. (as an aside I was convinced for two days I loved this friend after that dream before realizing it was only the feeling the dream had given me) Love is not totally accurate, however. Bliss is less accurate. I only know that as scary as the world ending may be, something about these dreams draws me to them. I almost cannot believe they are only dreams. To me it feel like a different realm, as real as this one, where I lead a very different life in a very different place. A place where people are so contented even the end of days does not damper their happiness.

Whenever my dream recall fails, I've made a habit of going back into my memory and recalling dreams that I've had long ago but never written down. Well, here are some of those.

Secret Hardware Store
I probably had this dream about five years ago. For some odd reason, although the dream is not very interesting, this dream tends to invoke a "dreamy" feeling in me.
I recall the location very vividly. I had a sort of internal compass telling me what direction was what. There is a large square clearing in a forest aligned perfectly with the cardinal directions. The clearing is about a half mile on edge. There was a freeway bisecting the clearing north-south, but bearing slightly to the northwest. There is a road perpendicular to the freeway overpass bisecting the square clearing the other way. There are on/off ramps connecting the freeway and another service road running along the western side of the freeway. In the southwest corner there is a large brick building. The grass in the clearing is short, but looks somewhat dead or dried out. The trees surrounding the clearing seem to have either died or lost their leaves for winter. There are a few scattered circus clouds but the sky is mostly a clear pale blue. (Sorry for the long description, don't feel like drawing any maps today.)
I was sort of floating, and I actually got into a half-lucid state for a moment, but fell out of it.I floated down and went into the back entrance of the building, and my body materialized. that actually turned out to be a hardware and electronic components store. Somebody, somewhere was explaining to me that this back room of the store sold specialized components, some of them were not entirely legal. I was given a large sum of money only valid for this store, and was allowed to purchase anything from the back room.
Having little-to-no knowledge of electronics I simply grabbed random components that I found visually appealing. Integrated circuits, batteries, motors, capacitors, etc. I approached the counter. (The secret back room had its own counter and check out.) The man at the counter (can't recall exactly what he looked like.) But the interesting thing that I do recall was that on the counter, half buried in a pile of discarded components was the chip from the AI theft dream that I had years later. But the chip was not glowing as it was in the AI theft dream, but it rather was black as thought it were either inactive or burned out.

Going Deep Underground
This dream feels more recent, but has to be at least a year old.
I was with my ma and pa, along with my deceased set of grandparents. We were in the basement some old dusty building that was filled with storage containers. Everyone but me were simply sitting and talking about eventually moving the storage containers out of the room and renovating the space. I simply decided to explore and see how far this place went.
I found another door behind some shelves that led into another room that felt like it was even deeper underground. There was more storage of boxes on shelves here, but this place looked even older. The walls were covered in mold and the dank, dusty smell was overwhelming. I pulled one of those chain light switches that hung from the ceiling to get light into the room. The room had a wooden floor. There was also some large machine, like a heater or boiler grumbling in the center of the room.
I proceeded further into the room and found yet another door. This one was like a large steel vault door, as if this were a bomb shelter or something. It was covered in rust. I pushed it and found the entrance to some underground complex.
As I proceeded deeper and deeper into the underground, The plot of the dream began to morph to a sort of post-Apocalypse survival situation. I began to hear blasts above and the plot changed in my head. There was a nuclear war going on on the surface and the blasts were slowly penetrating deeper underground. I completely forgot about the basement renovation plot with my relatives. My goal was to get to the lowest level of this complex possible to have the best chance of surviving the war.
I continued down through this complex, and the place was huge, I must have gone down at-least a mile underground, and the machinery was big too. There were huge metal pipelines, as big around as houses, concrete pylons and deep mining shafts that stretched down for miles. The whole place was alive with the humming of machinery.
As I went deeper and deeper underground, the complex actually started to get more polished looking. This was somehow explained to me as the deeper I went underground, the more well-preserved the place was. Before I knew it, the entire place looked completely brand new. Eventually, I arrived at a door and opened it.
I was in a very nice classroom/lecture hall. There were three or four teenagers dressed in power ranger costumes.
From what I can recall, the teenagers seemed like jerks and they didn't seem to like power rangers either, they were wearing the costumes to ironically celebrate the show. They actually started to bully me, but because they were such jerks, I just continued without much of a care, and they did not follow.
The plot of the dream changed again, I and as it turned out, the underground complex that I had blundered into was in fact aperture science. I acquired a portal gun and GLaDOS began instructing me to complete tests with it. I lose the dream here.

Drowning a Bully
This dream feels very recent. I identified Lia in it, so it must have been after I learned who my dream guide was. And the only reason I recall it was because I was writing about the jerk teenagers in that last dream and then remembered what happened in this.
So anyways, me and her are at this waterpark just chilling out and talking. (Because I can be talking with my dream guide as if she is a familiar person and not be lucid. Dream logic strikes again.) we are sitting on the edge of this very large wave pool where there is an underwater bench like you might find in a hot tub.
We decide to make our way back to the pool deck to meet up with [god knows who], and because we are near the back of the pool and start swimming back. We get about ten feet when we run into this group of bullies. Come to think of it, they were exactly like the bullies dressed as power rangers. Now whatever they said, I'm not going to repeat. Not because it was overly offensive. I just don't remember it. So they delivered a couple of pretty vicious insults to both of us, but one of them tore it, and thus began a blood-lusted fight in the pool.
I went straight for the head bully and we traded a couple punches. (BTW this guy was really muscular and much bigger than me.) His punches don't hurt and he notices that I seem invulnerable. (Even though I wasn't lucid.) He attempts to shove me underwater and drown me, but I hold my breath until he allows me back up.
I lift up my legs in the water and wrap my legs around his body, then twist and rotate so he is underwater. He pushes me down with his arms so neither of us can breathe. He can't get out of my leg lock, and I can breathe underwater so the head bully ends up drowning. I come back to the surface, and Lia and the other bullies are gone. The head bully is dead and there is a little bit of blood in the pool.
A lifeguard swims over (Oh, hello, where were you earlier?!) and is really angry with me for killing this guy. The lifeguard has called the police and will have me arrested.I have the vague feeling that killing this dude was really no big deal, and that there are really no consequences to what has just happened.

Fragment
Something going on at my grandparent's house. (My grandparents that are still living.) Don't recall much but it's giving me a dreamy feeling and it was summertime. The area eventually began to merge with a tropical rainforest setting. There was a tree that grew over their deck with pear-like fruits on it.

Umbrella Flying
I have no idea who Mary Poppins is or what it's about. (Is it a show, movie, what? All I know is that some woman flies around with an umbrella. Perhaps a commenter can give me some insight.) But when I told my friend about this dream, he said it reminded me of her.
This was actually a recurring dream that I had as a kid, but one occurrence in particular is just speaking to me right now. So the setting was rather usual for my dreams, I was above a forest. But the thing that I recall was that this forest was a gorgeous, vivid shade of green. The sky was cool too. It was very dark and stormy with layers of storm clouds. The colors of the clouds were vivid too. The forest actually grew on some very mild mountains and small rivers ran through the valleys.
I was clinging to this umbrella, both thrilled by what I was experiencing and terrified at the thought of letting go and plummeting half a mile to my doom. I seemed to have some type of control over how I flew and what direction I went, but for the most part, I felt as though I were at the mercy of the wind. I also recall also feeling the temperature and wind. Cool. I felt as if I were getting wet each time I rose up into the storm clouds.
Eventually, the umbrella began to lose power and I slowly drifted to the ground in a park-like area. I encountered my family there, and it seemed as though some sort or arranged meeting with my parents was taking place. I continually opened and closed the umbrella in an attempt to catch more wind currents and begin flying again, but I only managed to catch increasingly weak breezes that led to shorter glides until the flying method failed entirely.

Foster Home
Another dream that feels rather old. Probably from before I began lucid dreaming.
My parents had been killed and I was surprisingly OK with it. Maybe I was in a state of denial, or maybe I was partially lucid. I had been taken into a foster home and was experiencing my first day with the other kids.
First of all, this foster home is really weird. It looks very high tech, the walls are made of sheet metal and have these high tech lighting conduits along the floor and ceiling. It feels like the place is underground.
Basically there is a main hallway with a doorway at one end. On either side of the hallway are two large square rooms, one after the other. The first room on the left is a playroom, where the kids keep their toys, and the second one is a bedroom. Most of the kids sleep in hammocks, rather than actual beds. (due to space constraints or personal preference, I don't know.)
I don't know what was in the two doors on the right. It's safe to assume one was a restroom.
Anyways, I was being introduced to the place by my foster mothers, one of whom seemed very stern and strict, and the other more kindly and playful. They briefed me on how to act around the other foster kids, and also explained to me that since I was the oldest, I may have to supervise the younger ones when the foster parents are not around. They eventually left for me to get acquainted with the other kids.
At first the other kids did not seem to take very kindly to me. They harassed me for being older than all of them. But we eventually wound up in the play room and broke out into a rather large Nerf gun battle making use of the main hall, bedroom and play room.

A sort of ancient China-based fantasy setting. Someone's left an offering of a fish for me at my shrine, and I'm suspicious of it, so I only take a taste. It turns out to be fine. Now I feel regret; if I'd known it was good, I would have eaten the whole thing. From my perspective, after I tasted it, the rest turned to stone; I'm aware the humans offering it would have seen it differently.

Nearby, there's a man talking with his wife in their home late at night. He's going through a sort of existential despair, and he's sort of thinking through it out loud, talking more to himself than to his wife. Someone else appears and tells him that this existential despair is good, it's an indication that it's time for him to move on to the next stage of life, to become immortal. The man totally buys it. I'm a disembodied observer, but I still have the mindset of the character from the shrine in the previous scene, and I'm extremely irritated with that new person/creature. I think of this man and his wife as mine, and I don't appreciate others attempting to mislead and take advantage of them.

Outside - I remain in 3rd person POV and lose that shrine character's mindset. That couple's house is part of a small complex of several buildings enclosed by a wall, and elsewhere within that wall there's a woman who hunts demons, dressed like a man, chasing after a three-eyed crow, with another woman (a local, not a demon hunter) trying to keep up with her. They don't manage to catch it; it flew over the wall, and it didn't seem at all concerned about its pursuers. She's seen that crow before, the one controlling it has caused trouble for her in the past.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm traveling through a forest, and changing into a suit of chainmail. It's gleaming white, head to toe.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A fantasy China setting again. There's an elf woman dressed all in white, head to toe, and there are two men taking her over to an island in a rowboat. One of the men is young, the other is middle-aged and has been recently disgraced in some way, he's cut off his hair to reflect that. Reaching the island she wants to go to involves passing through several veil-like things in the air covering the opening between two cliffs.

When they reach the town on the other side of that passage, the older man immediately jumps out of the boat and heads off through the streets, moving quickly. As a disembodied observer, I follow him, and I'm thinking that I've seen this scene before, from the younger man's POV. (Which is probably a false memory, but there's a chance it's true - it's true that I was in the young man's POV in a scene just before the rowboat, and I can only remember very vague fragments of that scene.) I'm thinking now that last time, that man had met up with us after we'd taken care of some business, just before we left the island. I had wondered what he was doing while he was gone, but he'd refused to say, he's always very secretive - I'm pleased I'm going to be able to find out now. (Of course, as soon as I thought that, I woke up.)

non lucid
*The dream started off with Lama surya das teaching about rigpa while clearing resting in that state him self. Then he said something that made Tai Situ laugh very hard. Tai Situ was laying down under some kind of a cover at this point. Then Lama Surya Das transformed into the Tai Situ as he laughed and cried at the same time. It was one of the strangest reacts I have ever seen. Then he stopped and Tai Situ instantly transformed into Karmapa. I thought that moment he must of attained enlightment. Then Karmapa transformed into a blue alien like being. The being gave a look that scared the crap out of me!! Could that be vajradhara or some kind of deity. don't know? But that thought didn't occur while having the dream only when I woke up. Very strange dream tho.

This dream wasn't a very long one, but it was a quite cool one I must say. I start off outside of some building of some sort. I'm walking towards the entrance of the building on a very futuristic walkway of some sort, and I have CZ-3A1 Skorpion EVO in my hands.

On the gun I have a stubby fore grip, a stubby suppressor, and a Kobra red dot sight. It's an interesting Russian brand RDS with a three-prong reticle in the center of it. The Skorpion is a master close quarter weapon, firing an impressive 1000 RPM. Taking this all in I can assume I'm here for one reason, and one reason only: killing some fools.
I hold up the PDW now and breach the entrance of the building. Inside I quickly take down one guy, and then two more coming from further down. I look down the stairs and see no one is coming, but then I hear footsteps coming from the entrance. I turn and gun down two more enemies as they enter the building. I reload and continue to move along.
I go down the stairs in front of me and enter what appears to be a kitchen area, where I see a lot of people cooking things. They're all wearing normal chef uniforms and prepping for what looks like a big feast later on. As I walk through, I see an armed guard and shoot him point blank in the chest. One of the chefs sees me kill him and freaks out. I pull out a wad of cash from my pocket and hand it to him.
"You didn't see nothing," I say, and I move along.
I now realize how risky this is to have my EVO out like this, because so many witnesses and innocent people are here in this futuristic building. I come into a hallway now, and I hide my EVO in my leather jacket I happened to be wearing. My hand never leaves the gun however, as I'm paranoid that someone may pop up and shoot at me.
I walk through a large crowd of people in the neatly carpeted hallway and come to a staircase leading upstairs. I walk up it and I'm now in another hallway. I see many parents with their little children walking up and down the corridor, and I'm getting more and more worried now.
I'm really hoping nothing goes down, because all these little kids are gonna get caught in the crossfire, and that would be terrible.
However, I soon come to another staircase, which leads me exactly to where I need to be. I mention to myself in my head that the chip I need is upstairs. So I go up the stairs now with caution, and my EVO aimed and ready.
I see a person in the room and pull the trigger, but the gun misfires. I keep pulling the trigger in a panic, but the gun won't fire. I look to see the person, who is someone I actually know in real life, but barely. She's a ginger-haired girl with a look of panic in her eyes, which is now fading to relief.
I remove the suppressor from my gun and pull the trigger, but that doesn't help at all. I guess my dream self is too stupid to just pull the gun's operating rod and chamber a new round. I reattach the suppressor and try again, with no result.
"Good thing it didn't fire when the suppressor was off," I say. "There'd be people all over me."
I look at the girl, who is thankfully unarmed, and just staring at me now. A friend of mine now comes upstairs and stands by my side. This room is very compact, no larger than 10ft X 10ft I'd say. In the corner is a desk with an older looking computer, which must have the chip in it that I need.
"Alright, give me the chip," I order the girl.
"If you want the chip then you'll have to do me a favor," she replies.
I assume at this point it's something I don't want to do, as the girl gets a grin on her face. I assume that this means she wants a sexual favor of some sort, which makes me cringe a little on the inside. I mean, she's not ugly, but she's not super attractive either. She's in the middle, but I realize the importance of the chip. I approach her now, only to be awoken by my Dad opening my door and walking into my room.

Journal Entry non-lucid #31 Dream, non-dream (Comments)

Background: I prepared for sleep early. I made some juice well it wasn't really juice. I took out some avocado and I pealed it. I put it into a paper cup and I grinned it up with a knife after getting the inside. I put a little amount of water in their. I added a banana, and did the same with the banana inside of it. I added a little amount of milk. And I put some grapes, I had to hand squeeze though. After I had some of that I made me some tea, I thought it was the "calm chamomile" but it something else. The tea tasted nasty so I ate some cookies with it. I tried doing a sleep meditation by Diana Winston from UCLA. I feel asleep before I could commence with the mantras and the visualization. Hopefully tomorrow.

Dream fragment 1, 8:15pm-1:10am."": I was with my cousin FN and she asked me to look for her shoe for her. At first I said no but I said ok

Dream fragment 2, 8:15pm-1:10am."": I helped a girl from my Chemistry class with mathematics.

Dream fragment 3, 8:15pm-1:10am."": I was in chemistry class and we were sitting in a hexagon table like usually. I was with this Asian guy that is from my chemistry class, and another guy. We watched a video about mortality. I don't recall the video. The Asian guy asked me a question(I don't recall) about mortality. I told him it is nice to be alive or to believe you are, and who knows what if we enjoy death. I looked at my body and felt my life force, IDK how to explain it. The dream clarity increase tremendously when I felt my life force. I turned around and they were gone. I thought that is strange. I looked at my hands and started to count, I don't remember if I had a certain amount of fingers. I turn back around and they were right their. The Asian guy smiled at me.

Dream fragment 4, 8:15pm-1:10am."": I was inside church. I saw my counselor and I had to wait to talk to her because she was busy with a lot of people. BS dad was looking for him. They asked me and I didn't know. This multiracial girl, who look an islander came and hugged my counselor saying, "you're so fluffy". I thought it was an insult and looked at her weird and my counselor did same. She said I am sorry I didn't know you spoke English.

I walked to my room (environmental change). I had a half eaten doughnut and I was about to throw it away but I saw my cousin, SA. She was on my PS3. I asked her if she wanted it. She was so happy. She had a twinkle in her eyes. This kid from church, BT, tried to play on my PS3. I asked them if they seen BS. They said he sneaked out. He went into this opening in my closet. I thought how strange once you tell someone the truth and give them freewill, they immediately do something bad. I went outside to investigate.

I got distracted by my sister. She was in the car with many other people. She had her window opened only to the point that I could see her eyes and half her nose. She was on the right side of the car, European style. She said something that was personal. I responded, "look at you! In your half dream state, you don't even know what you are saying". She said, "what?". I tried to explain it to her but she couldn't comprehended. I thought about how she acted in her dream like state and thought maybe that is why she can't LD. She drove off like a manic. I turned around and I see my house, and my sister going their. Their was all these guys, 6 feet something tall. They were all black as well. I became angry, I didn't want them in my house. I told them they better leave or I will stab them with a knife. I told them that this is private property and if i hurt them I will not be responsible. This one guy walked into the garage. I ran into the house and grabbed a kitchen knife. I go to the garage and he has a hammer. He tried to hit me and he missed. I went back to the garage to get a longer knife. I could hear him hitting the wall as if he forgot why he was swinging in the first place. I run back down and they were gone. The walls were ok. I saw my sister drive off. I saw a cop car on the other side on my neighbor's house. Apparently my grandmother moved out and lived in front of our house. The cop was no other than my Calc I, teacher. I asked him to come over so we can talk about what happened. He said he has to talk to his grandmother. I thought wait what.

I turn around and I see a man from my Calc III class, PY. He was now a math teacher. I was going to be in one of his classrooms. He was talking to this guy. The scene looked dark and rainy. As I was trying to talk to PY, he turned around. So I walked through the gates and followed them. They were laughing and talking very loudly. We went up stair and their is a music class room their. They are still talking very loudly. Everybody was looking at them funny. One old lady had the courage to ask them to lower their voices down.

I got up multiple times during this time. And I finally got up at 1:10 am and stayed up until 5:00. In that time span, I tried making music and I watched videos, and I talked to my sister. Yeah she sleeps real late. I also drank some tea.

Dream fragment 5, 5:10pm-7:23am."": I was driving my car in the freeway with my parents. I was loosing control of the wheel it felt like someone was grabbing on to it. I saw a hand but no person. I got into a little car accident where my bumper kissed another. I said I can't drive under these conditions and I parked the car at the side of the free way. A lot of people were there as well. My dad found an an awkward sink and he pointed out how weird it was. I on the other hand was embarrassed that he was using a sink to wash his face in the middle of the freeway.

Dream fragment 6, 5:10pm-7:23am."": I was talking to my teacher about my grades but the assignments I had didn't match his. He kept asking me for a certain paper and I tell him and they don't match. He kept asking me, but I stopped responding. He asked me why. I told him we don't have the same assignments. A TA came inside and got on a lap top. He had chicken grease all over the laptop. I started singing for some reason.

was making a protein shake with grandma and i just threw lik french toast in with spinach and banana and it was like the grossest shakeever, my commendedme on m cooking skills even thoghi sucked. also it was like a snowy place and there were these 2 pandits who were diong illegal stuff so i track em down in the snow at thei mansion and took em to jail

later the next day i dreampt that i was watching porn infront of a computer screen and bella kept asking me if i ad fucked her yet. i said no and she said she was waiting infront of a crowd of a million peoppl

1. [Non-Lucid]
Me and my Mum appear to be walking through a park, we walk past a big light grey fountain to our right, I point out the pitchers filled with big red grapes that are on the fountain and said "I've seen that before somewhere" in which Mum replied "Yea I saw it when I was ill that time", I notice some tables further along the path we are walking along (the tables I think have yellow and red cloth on top), there are people sat at them, there is a waiter dressed in white.

Possible dream signs:
Mum

+ surprised a burglar at my parent's house [most of the furniture was already gone from their living room]: a woman, I take her in a headlock (after wrestling away a heavy wrench from her hands) out to the street where her partners arrive in a big van/truck, a man gets out and points a gun at me, I put the woman in front of me, I'm dialing 911 with my free hand, I eventually connect and shout to the police my address and that there's a burglar with a gun pointed at me and I have a wrench in my hand but haven't used it yet, he wrestles the phone away from me, he shoots 5 or 6 times quickly, I feel pain and see blood on my left side but I look down and can't figure out if I've been hit or not

+ DO: a woman is talking to another woman about dressing ("wear inexpensive clothes but make them look good") going in to a movie theater and watching the economy movie.

+ something about parking in the parking lot at a former job

February 10, 2014

review: a very long dream separated into three parts, a psychotic doctor is out for blood, two agents help me, a war breaks out in the sky

Psychotic Doctor
My neighbor is a doctor. The dream right now is abstract and our houses are little cardboard cartons. This whole time, I had no idea that my neighbor, the doctor, is a complete psychopath. He's murdered. And after word gets out about these murders the doctor flees and goes into hiding.

I was riding my bicycle down the neighborhood when I nearly run over a crazed man. It's the doctor! Half of his face is missing its skin. But right before my eyes his face starts to heal. Is he not human? Like a monster, he attacks my bicycle and I run away.

Later on, I take refuge at an elderly woman's house. But this house is where the doctor is hiding in. Threatened again, I run away.

Agents for Hire
Me and my friends are in a large office building desperately trying to get help! A murderer is on the lose and he's after us. No one believed our crazy story about our friendly neighborhood doctor who transformed into a monster, except for two young female agents. One was ginger and the other was black with curly hair. The duo were the youngest agents and they were looking for an interesting off beaten job.

They quickly hurry me and my friends away from the main office, their bosses, and into a private backroom. They ask me if there's anything supernatural about this case. And I explain to them his face was disfigured and then before my eyes he healed.

The agents were kind and listened to everything I had to say and seemed to be scheming where to go from here. As I told them my story I remembered more dream scenes *possible false memories*. As I recalled those scenes they happened again.

The woman the doctor is staying with is actually a little person, not sure why that detail was important. When I left her house I wasn't alone, I was with my friends. Afraid the doctor was after us, we transformed into tanuki and hid in some bushes.

The agents reassure us that they are committed to our case! But then, an explosion outside catches us all off guard.

Sky War
A real war has broken out. My friends and I and the agents were gathered in some sort of military headquarters. But after we left the headquarters I was separated my friends and never knew what happened to them.

The battle taking place on the ground was beyond me. Guns vs guns, not my thing. What could I do? I look up to the sky. The real battle was taking place up there! Thousands of aerial battle ships! From down here they all looked like black dots darting across the sky. I can't help but shout "Look at that!". I swear I even saw dragons.

I'm no use down here. What about up there? Im worried I won't be able to fight if I focus on flying. But I had a sense my friends were up there in that battle. I fly up high and higher. I flew so high I reached the first tier of heaven.

In this first tier of heaven there were computer screens watching the business of earth. I suddenly think about a DC who I know to be deceased and ask an employee if I can see him. The deceased DC was shrunken in a box, too depressed to come out.

"When will he be better?"
"When he's ready."
"He's an idiot but he's really a nice guy."
"I know" replied the man "I created him."

The comment goes over my head. From the computer screen I can see that thousands are ignoring the war and watching useless TV like the simpsons. I get angry and start popping in and out of the TV screens and inform them about the war!

I flew through a screen and entered an empty living room. For a moment the news on the TV screen hypnotized. And then I remembered "the war! I have to find my friends!" I fly through the TV screen again, hoping it would take me back to where I started.

Instead I found myself on a tropical island, maybe Hawaii. I'm 1000's of miles away from the Sky War. Life here is peaceful. I meet some locals who try to tell me there's nothing to worry about or fear here. They invite me, we have lunch, life is good.

Suddenly there is a large explosion! The locals run outside and think the volcano must be acting up. But I look up to the sky. Giant enemy battalion ships, the Sky War is here. I woke up shortly after.