non-lucid

non lucid
*At my job I asked someone where did reggie go? Someone said they fired him because he was black. Andre I person I know that does not work at my job said man that is messed up. Reggie who I have not seen in 15 years or more does not work there either.

*Me and my brother walk into a barber shop that is owned and ran my latinos. One of my guys working there asked my brother who do you want your hair cut. My brother told him to cut a little off and the guy reacted by saying, that is to much to ask for. Then the person transformed into someone else who had a really fucked hair cut.

Journal Entry non-lucid #2 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background:

Dream fragment 1 "Beautiful Sky": I was in the garage and I happen to look at the sky, the clouds was pink from the sunset, and so was the horizon. I told my mom to look up at the sky, we stood there before entering our house admiring the beauty. I looked at our neighbors house and it was in the middle of a lake. The lake was clean and there was some sort of large flower pedals around it. We went inside for some reason, and the living room was 60% of the house. " I said were do they eat? They have to have an underground place". We were now back inside our house, and my sister was doing my mom's hair. I found this cloth of my sister's friend that was worth $10,000. Then her friend shows up and complain about staying inside the house, since she has to wait for my sister.

Dream fragment 2 "Ice T, The Grinch": I was in an airplane, and these guys were trying to shoot up with their airplane. I kept trying to fly but couldn't. All of a sudden my airplane did some impossible aerodynamics and did a vertical take off. I then ended up to the extreme height that the airplane could go. I could now see the Earth and I wasn't far from leaving the atmosphere. I prayed to stay there longer. Down at the ground Ice T as the charterer from Law and Order, he was going to interrogate the women in charge at the airshow, but he ended up beating up a guy. He had other people hold him and Ice T would proceed to punch him in the stomach. Ice T had this weird and evil smile, he looked like the Grinch.

Dream fragment 3 "Adventures with Mike": I was in this room with mike from the show, Breaking Bad, some guy was talking to us about insurances. Mike was there, he had that same uninterested face. I thought he would be the reason why we would need insurance. After listening to the insurance guy Mike was about to do a hit on somebody. I was involved for some reason. The guards found out that he was in the building and they sounded the alarm. I started running to back of the building where only employs could enter. I ended up at a dead end. I looked at the wall and I saw it was made out of Styrofoam blocks and I moved them. I saw Mike standing still, and completely off guard. He stood still pretending to be a manikin. He realized it was me and told me to put the Styrofoam blocks in their place. They deflated like balloons and I couldn't put them back. He put on the outfit from Breaking Bad, the yellow plastic apron with the mask. I was dressed as a janitor pretending to clean up. The guards came and looked at me. One of them approached me. I was starting to get scared. He said to me, "hey you!" I replied in fear, "yes?". He said, "pick that mess over there". I was relieved, the only thing left to do was for mike to get rid of the chemist. He did the job with him, the guards left thinking that he wasn't there anymore. He mixed some harsh chemicals together and killed him. He disappeared, so I had to find my way out of the place. I ran outside and I saw these long grass that bent to the right, It was great, I went to the floor and crawled and crawled until I hit this solid object. I move the grass to see what it was. I saw this guards sitting 2 feet from me. He looked around in suspicion. It was ground control. The facility they were in was circular and had cameras all around it. The guards were on constant watch. We could hear the sirens going off in the background. I tried to be calm and keep crawling.

Dream fragment 4 "The Chase": Me and my sister went to this school and they asked us a lot of questions regarding the school. I didn't agree with what they were saying so I told them what was wrong with the school, and they didn't like it. I was driving and people were trying to steal my car. My car was wanted by some people. These helicopters flew by and started shooting bullets and rockets at my car. I was running away, but the streets changed to the hallway in my house, and the helicopter turned into beautiful girl. Of course I didn't see the change, but when the scene changed everything else changed in context of. I was still in the frightened feeling and was running for my life. She got me. And for some reason I tried to get her back she got on top of this thing. I told to be careful, as I was saying that she fell. I grabbed her and she looked at me with a long pause, just like Hollywood movies. I was then greeted by my cousin in the living room, she looked at me disappointed. The girl left to go get some bed sheets. The girl was suppose to be a friend of my sisters, but in waking life, I don't know her.

Dream fragment 5 "Cool Shirt bro" : I was walking in downtown. I saw some old friends from high school, I didn't want to go over there because I haven't talked to them in a while. Some of them were in the car, they were making jokes about each other back and forth. I came and said whats up to all of them. Even to this one guy that I do know from like centuries ago I said "man its been a long time", and his friend with all these tattoos that I didn't know. I then told them to take care and left. As I was walking, I thought why were they looking at my cloth. I looked at my cloth I had the faded up hoodie that I always wear to school, but the shirt was a picture of someone meditating. It was one of the Tibetan painting and it was vibrant in color. It looked pretty cool.

Hanging out at a foster home with a bunch of young kids. They wanted to leave the custody of their parents, and I helped them. We ran along this river trail for some time to an open-air lake. Part of the experience was to dangle yourself on a wire high above and let go. I definitely had my reservations. The scenery was fantastic and I had been taking pictures earlier. I was also worried that I had left my camera in a bad place. I talked about my reservations while dangling with Amy from camp. She had a boyfriend who was making snide remarks on how cowardly I was being, but it was clear that she was into me. I went back out over the lake in a shallower section and let go.

In a group including Eric from city roots and that blonde person from cian franis. Eric was charged with hunting me and was justified for one reason or another. I took off my shirt, grasped a large floating rock, and remained stationary in the water. I guess I succeeded because he later came over and asked if I had been there the whole time. I dismounted from my rock and noticed how much it resembled a Jawa sandcrawler from star wars. There were some kids there, one of whom asked if we could watch over his sister long-term. The dad apologized for the kid's remarks. We returned to the area where Eric had received his charge to hunt me. The person who wished it hd asked that he take off my hand at the wrist. When he saw that he hadn't he became angry and insisted. I seized the "person" and wanted to punish him for such aggressive hatred. He was some sort of tin-man thing haha. This is pretty fucked up but I took him apart and poured coffee into his mouth continuously and back again from his stomach. That's how I remember it ending haha.

Fragment which contained more but I lost the details. Becky and Papa related to some celebration. The only real detail I have is helping my sister dress up with some elaborate clothing, but she laughed since her entire breast was bare. I slipped or something and grabbed it on accident. She laughed it off, and I paid close attention to the color (purple) and texture (rubbery) of her nipple and wondered if that was all genetics.

Final fragment where I saw Eric Swenson driving a car then exit the vehicle while it was still in drive. I screamed at him, but he was too slow and chill about it. I ran over and eventually pulled it to a screeching hault with park and emergency break.

Today i dreamt i was on my car, my brother was driving
it was night. he wanted to go to telepizza, the telepizza
was on the IVECO truck stand. instead being the IVECO truck stand there.
there was a telepizza, and my brother was working on that telepizza, we saw
her work mates, we saw elisa and paulo. my brother didn't want to eat there.
so we went to another telepizza. we followed the contrary route to that telepizza.
and we turned at right, near the abandoned truck parking. we went straight, then he turned
right again, but the place was different than in real life. there was a downhill, and telepizza
was on the end of that downhill, we parked the car and walked along that street, i remember
saw some orange light lamp posts, we came down on that street and found telepizza. before entering
we found a cat very similar to AL, i was in front of my brother and her girlfriend, but i noticed the cat
and looked back, because it was going against my brother, and stepped his paws on my brother's legs.
we entered on telepizza, there was red chairs and tables as well. we sat down near the door.


Dream elements:

-telepizza
-Night time
-brother
-sara (brother's girlfriend)



Technique used: ----------


hours slept: 12 hours

I'm standing behind a white pickup truck holding a shovel. The tailgate is down and the back has about 100 turtles in it. I scoop one up with the shovel and it's about the same size as the metal part of the shovel. I set it down in the sand on the ground next to the truck.

1. I was on some spiritual travel. It is hard to describe.. everything was green and brown.. weird looking stone buildings, caves.. elephants were crossing roads.. and everywhere i went i always ended in a shop where they sold coffe.. and a girl came in everytime in that shop. this dreams were quite long.. but ufortuantely i cannot recall them so good.

2. Fragments I was thirsty and i opened kitchen element doors.. they just fell off.. then started to pure water into a glass.. and the water was hot for a long time before cold one appeared.. and i was watching a music video.. which transformed into a weird porn movie.

3. I think i was in a cooking competition. I guess i was in the finals, because there were only 2 of us left. My competitor was a really nice looking indian girl. She was teaching me how to make a chilli powder. She used oil and chilli together until the mass started to crumble.. and some curry i think.. but she started to hide it from here. And later i was selling chilli with an automated machine. I was working as a helper, because no one knew how to use that machine.. but of course neither i could use it. All the buttons were written in cyrlic alphabeth (russian) which i can read partly but not in this dream. And a japanese woman was trying to buy the chilli. and she was getting restless because it took so long. And she didnt have her own bottle to put it in. .so i had to charge her some extra for this.. and i always forget what she ordered because it took me so long to read those buttons.. And then it was another exam infront of a chef.. I was told to skin the chicken. ANd it was not a chicken at all .. it was some weird beef meet. And i skined it quite good.. but of course not good enough.. so i was listening to another lesson how i failed the chef.

1. [Non-Lucid]
II appear to be in a game of Counterstrike or COD in some sort of junkyard setting, I was camping in a 3 walled shed made of wood and sheets of metal.
For some reason all the other players knew where I was and came towards me, fortunately I am amazing at this game and destroy most (If all) of them.

2.
Fragments:
Walking towards a school.
The fire alarm goes off
students start crowding out of the doors

Crazy night. Wrecked myself up over D the whole day therefore no good sleep and no dream recall

Woke up around 4 am with a terrible headache. Took a pain killer, went back to bed.

I'm at an airport. Suddenly I'm at a hospital. Someone I know is treated there, probably my mother. There is this creepy guy walking down the hallway. He reminds me of Rumpelstiltskin from Once upon a time. So I follow him. He seems to be a threat to people at the hospital. I get my taser out and basically roast him. Of course a lot of people gather around us to see what is going on but I keep torturing him with the taser. Suddenly we all yell "Rumpel, Rumpel" and he literally evaporates and turns to dusk.

Morning of January 9, 2014. Thursday.



This is fairly short in detail, but not that short a dream. Five of my friends from my school days have died (possibly at the same time), including males Steve W and Bill W. There may be only one female in the group - I am mostly only certain of two of the male identities (perhaps a third being John C, who swallowed a tack in fifth grade and he thought he was going to die, but nothing happened to him from that event). I am at a computer at my (seeming) home at one point - I think I am facing south, but it is an unfamiliar apartment. For some reason, my five friends are to be entombed in my house.

I have a small “coffin”, possibly only about three or four feet long, yet somehow all five of the full skeletons fit in the one box longways (not sure why all five are supposed to be put together - they were not related in real life). There is a bit of sadness (not intense) and a vague thought regarding my own mortality. I am to store the “casket” near the computer desk. Logically, to be skeletons, either they had died some time ago (which does not seem to be the case) or some special method was used to both shrink and reduce them to only bone. I also am not even sure if they had been interred elsewhere for some time. This other character (unknown) just shows up and the theme unfolds.

I do notice that their skulls seem a bit “too small” at one point, yet realistically, they were correct size in my dream on afterthought, yet somehow they all still fit full-body in the box. There does not seem to be any logical reason why I am to be the “caretaker” of their bones (other than perhaps that I am the only remaining living one alive of their age or group, or perhaps class regarding a certain grade - unsure). As of this writing, they are all still alive.

In another dream, we are back living at Duffy Street and my father comes by with a few bags of groceries. For some reason, I am not alert to the implications of my dream. Then again, it could have actually been an older version of myself, as, in afterthought, I am not fully sure anymore. Maybe I will look in a mirror twenty years from now and check. The building seemed mirror-imaged (reversed east to west) to its actual design.

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Just a name: Sven Odinson.

I've got some government job in which I'm part of a team of people in suits protecting someone, and we're currently in a hospital, when I pass a room where a team of people in red uniforms, EMTs maybe, are preparing for something. Something about them catches my attention as odd, and I mention to a coworker the possibility of a disguised threat. She agrees with me.

Something about political opposition to dances in cathedrals by night.

A zombie apocalypse setting, in which someone was approaching the house I was holed up in and we nearly shot each other, wrongly assuming each other to be zombies. She tries to convince me to come with her to some camp and I agree only because I'm fairly confident about being able to escape her along the way if it seems necessary, whereas if I start a confrontation with her here and now I'm fairly confident she'll shoot me. She's traveling with someone who joins her then and gives me a checkup, and she takes a very long time to find my pulse. When she finally says "Found it," I say, "Look at that, I have a heart. That's one for the books."

A little girl saying "(something) to read hearts, death to solve the mystery." A choice between two different goals, reminding us to match the approach to the goal. This is a girl who I and the people I'm traveling with met a long time ago, and at the time she just seemed like a tragic figure, sole survivor of some massacre in which she watched the deaths of everyone else in her castle and the surrounding village. When I'm thinking about this, I see a memory of one of the people I'm traveling with standing in a pool of water with her, up to his neck in the blood and gore surrounding this girl. The journey we're on somehow involves the spirit of a certain place - either we're searching for it or it's opposing us or something - and we met this girl fairly early in that journey, but now that we've met her again, we realize she's more than she seems; the tragic figure we met originally was at least partially an act, and I strongly suspect she is that spirit.

Now she's saying, "Sure you shouldn't just make perception your goal?" That's following on the death-to-solve-the-mystery thing she said just before. One of the guys I'm traveling with says, "Sorry, our goal is to take the cat out of the box." A Schrodinger's Cat metaphor; we don't want to just find the answers for ourselves, we want to eliminate the mystery completely.

Is was in the air, I wasn't on a flying vehicle as it didn't seem like that but it did seem like I was slowly drifting down from the sky like Mary Poppins without the umbrella of course. I felt light headed and sick from being in the air. I took a look at my surroundings and saw that there I was descending own to a castle, that reminded of something from Final Fantasy. I saw Rikku, from FFX down on this bridge, she was dressed in here x-2 attire, had seen me and started to shift around the bridge she was on, it was almost like she recognized me from somewhere or I knew her. I then said "Hey! Rikku!" and woke up.

I was a small child in an urban sector who someone sent to strangle in the night, but they failed due to my excellent hiding skills. I shared this information with my mom who was astonished and put me in hiding. There was something about me attending catholic service.

I wanted to play soccer in some abandoned house. There were street dogs living there who accommodated my presence. I’m not sure if I challenged or was challenged by two ruffians who I swiftly defeated. This sort of showed my strength. They had respect for my fighting skills and decided to help me with strategy. This was an obvious influx from the Chinese documentary since they talked about shifting strategy from the old traditional methods and used kids to help be my opponents in training.

October 28, 2011

I was with AV for the majority of the dream. First we were walking along the stair well of what looked like one the of the dorm buildings. We were headed to AV's dorm room. When we arrived I realized that the room was enormous, like a five star hotel. It had an atrium with a long counter with cabinets underneath, and the counter was decorated with pictures and memorabilia. I wondered why AV had so many pictures. I had never seen him as the kind of guy who displays his emotions. Past the atrium was a living room area with a TV, sound system, and a window overlooking a beautiful scene. I could not believe the splendor and so I justified that AV must live at the lofts. I believe that TH and others were with us at this point. Someone put on some music or a movie, and so I went behind the curtains to get away. There was someone behind the curtain already who startled me. He was on the ground and said, "Oh sorry, this is just right next to the speaker." His head was on the floor with his ear on the speaker.
Next, the same people plus some more are outsider in what looks like a backyard similar to my friend KG's. The backyard is in fact AV's. We walk toward the back of the yard and gather together. AV seems to have multiple pools, some shallow with a step in the middle. Sometime I met JK's mom, although I did not recognize her at first because she was fat. She talked to me but I do not remember exactly what she said. It was something general like, "How are you?"
Eventually, AV starts playing Rossini's Introduction, Theme, and Variations. His friend walks up and begins to play with him. I keep trying to identify the music and come to the conclusion that the piece is Weber's Clarinet Concerto no. II mvt. III. At one point AV uses circular breathing. The playing was impressive. However, the fun soon dissipated when mosquitoes came out. They bit like no other. They were fast and annoying. Everyone ran to the doors of the house, but no one would leave while the two clarinetists performed. At one point a phrase ended, so I believed the song was over. However, the duet continued. I started to feel my legs and there was more rough and red surface than smooth. The girl next to me patted my shoulder and told me it would OK and that it would be over soon. I thought to myself, "Why the f*** are you talking to me!? I don't even know you! Just leave me alone!" Anyway, after the next phrase, I burst open the door and ran inside along with HD. However, I now received a close up view of my legs and the mosquitoes kept getting worse. I began to slap the mosquitoes and it became like a video game. I slapped the bugs until I thought, "Enough!" I woke myself up. Not Dream: The music that the dream revolved around was playing on my iPod.

October 23, 2011

I, with some others, swim to a sunken station. There are actually lots of people there. The station was flooded in some areas, but also had fully functional toilets and such. Later I developed a feeling of anxiety. This was due to the fact that some predator like creatures were after us. However, they could not go underwater. So, I stayed under water in the station. There was a section that was under water, but also had an area with air and a pool so I stayed there. Surrounding the pool were chars so I sat and listened to my iPod. CM arrived and said, "You have your iPod? Usually I always have my iPod." I guess at the time she did not have her iPod. I did not say anything but gave her an earbud. She was startled by my taste in music.
I failed my theory midterm with a 42. I did fine until one section that I just bombed. I think it was because I did not read the instructions. I think E made fun of me. The dream felt so real. I though I failed and did not know what to do.