non-lucid

13.11.2013

Machine Guns and Captured to Be A Slave (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I've been watching a lot of Nikita on Netflix apparently to get a dream related to it.

I'm inside of what seems to be an apartment, and it's fairly late at night within the dream. The flooring consists of a brown wooden color, and the walls are most likely dark gray.

I'm right behind a dream character that looks like Michael from the show "Nikita," and he seems to be on the alert of someone coming in. I move around a bit, feeling a bit anxious.

I realized I was dreaming at some point when I asked him a few questions on what I needed to do in this area. He told me that I should go ahead and hide and just keep myself safe.

He's holding a black silenced pistol and is staying in position while I find a place to hide. It doesn't seem like I any alternatives other than to just stay there and face whatever entity or group of entities coming in to invade the room we're in.

There's a door that's opened to the left of me, and I believe it leads to the kitchen. Michael comes in for a moment, and as he's going halfway through the door, the door he was patrolling 10-20 feet away from him opens.

He's caught by surprise and tries to aim his gun as soon as he can, but it seems the invader used the machine gun to quickly spray bullets at him. I immediately evade to the left and tried to glance at what the entity looked like.

He looked like Bitores Mendez from Resident Evil 4, and had the same outfit as well. Michael is pushed back to a wall, and simply lies down there. I didn't confirm if he was dead or not since I was already trying to save myself.

I quickly hide behind a door because that's my only option right now. I noticed I had a weapon on hand, but didn't pay attention to describe it well enough. I just presumed it was a pistol, and I made sure to slow down my breathing.

It seems the Mendez dream character disappeared, and a feminine figure is walking slowly towards the door I'm hiding behind. I get tensed up for a bit and prepared for confrontation.

The entity turns around immediately and I take a shot at her. It seems it was teenager in the age range of 16-18. Though her visage looked a little bit more cheekier and child-like. She had some kind of patched up braided hairstyle, but it wasn't the whole format of her hair.

She looked very familiar, like the sister from the "Everybody Hates Chris" television show. I thought I killed this dream character, but it seems she's just another invincible entity in my head. She takes a shot at me, and I expected to recieve some kind of reaction, but I'm not really feeling anything.

The dream starts getting a little hard to intrepret chronologically because one moment I feel like I'm being riddled with bullets from a machine gun, and the next I feel perfectly fine.

I take another shot at the girl, trying to see if she can at least fall down and faint or something. Doesn't seem to work, and she's a bit too close for comfort honestly. She says,

"We're going to take you to be our slave."

After that, it's hard to know what happened next. A probable reason is that during the inconsistent shifts before taking my last shot at the girl, I was questioning whether or not they were using tranquilizers.

I checked the suit I was wearing that had a milky butterscotch color mixed with dirty golden color and found bits on my wrist, arms, and my chest I believe.

And as I'm in shock that they're trying to tranquilize me, I look at my hands and things get even freakier. The perspective involves me looking at myself from the bottom-up that's zooming into my face.

I realized I was Nikita.

Apparently I or she's wearing a black vest along with black jeans and a belt. I couldn't make out what she wore for her feet, I just paid attention to my/her reaction until the dream scene shifts abruptly.

There's a quick fade out and a gradual fading into another scene. I can feel myself being chained, and decided to wait for the environment to become more vivid.

16.11.2013

Eddie Falls Down (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm trying to go down a set of stairs floating above what seems to be a bottomless cosmic-like pit.

There's a person in front of me trying to hold onto any ledge, and ends up tripping and falling.

I scream as he's falling down and started to freak out while still trying to hold my balance. I keep going down the stairs

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16.11.2013

Female in the Men's Restroom (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I know this dream was long, but can't recall much.

Basically a black haired female was in the men's restroom, and I think she, me, and maybe two more people were a group that were trying to rendevoue at a certain location.

22.09.2013

Sitting in Lunch and Comparing Electronic Devices (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had the intention to do a recording of using IamCoder's Halovision plugin for sleeping prior to a WBTB and then after a WBTB. However, since I'm not used to waking up so early after only attempting a WBTB a few weeks ago after months of just focusing solely on reality, wasn't able to get the motivation to move the laptop near the bed.

Made me realize how much sleep is more enjoyable when you stop making a habit where you would prefer to wake up as soon as you hit that tra

I'm in a school cafeteria, and based on how my senses were in the dream, the atmosphere or condition of the dream in general was fairly milky and blurry in some aspects. The tile flooring consisted of a milky violet color with black rubber or colored cement separating each square by maybe half and inch to an inch wide.

It was afternoon within the dream seeing how it was fairly sunny outside by looking through the glass windows. The seating arrangement in the cafeteria consisted of long light gray tables going horizontally in perspective of you looking at this text and light gray circular flat seats supported by a curved J shaped metal attached to the bottom railings of the table.

I noticed that I'm wearing an general outfit similar to a High School get-up I had horrible sense of fashion in. It was a maroon polo-like shirt with black jeans, joes, and a black wind jacket of some sort. I proceed to an empty seat where to the right was an individual that had a long-sleeved shirt under a gray shirt. Sitting down, I take out a random object out of my pocket, and I started having a small conversation with the dream character.

I noticed he was similar to someone in waking life that I used to know a little bit in High School, he had an enthusiastic demeanor. I held the electronic device and noticed it's similar to the Zune HD I had. I wasn't paying too much attention to it, just tilting it in a semi-circular motion and noticed the same dream character was listening to something on what seemed to be an iPod.

29.09.2013

Wake Up! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I felt someone's fingers touch one of my eyes to try and open it, and I hear a familiar voice.

I decide to pretend that I was sleeping, though it seems the dream character knew I was awake. She decides to say "Wake up!" in a casual tone, and I tilt my head and feigned usual sounds when a person is being bothered in their sleep.

I hear her footsteps trailing away from me, and I hear another female's voice. After things seem quiet, I open up my eyes and I was resting on a white sofa. Its composition was fairly flat and square-like and barely round on the edges. This environment feels very peculiar....too lazy to update on this...

12.10.2013

Lady Spares my life (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Shooting people

Lady almost shoots me but spares my life. Oh, I'm so going to remember this one, hopefully.

• Mutant being with pulsating heart external from its body
• Metal Tank with Spiked Wheels grinding everything up except me
• Coming out with an injured arm
• Hiding from a female and her group of men that apparenty want to kill me
• I try to kill the men, but they just won't die
• Eventually get trapped and I'm held at gunpoint by the lady
• She smiles and walks off without shooting me
• I sit there still looking perplexed on what happened just now
  

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12.10.2013

Metal Tank of Death (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I'm wearing a warm colored dress-shirt, maybe a milky yellow color that's tucked under a gray dress pants. I'm wearing a gray suit as well along with a brown belt with a silver or brass colored buckle in the middle.

My hair is shaved off, and I find myself in a dark area. I don't really pay attention to confirming if I'm dreaming or not, this is just one of those dreams where you decide to get absorbed into the adventure instead of destroying the environment and being confused on what to do next.

the floor consists of milky and faded yellow tile flooring, and there seems to be small hallways, almost built like a maze. I'd presume each hallway was about fifteen to twenty feet wide, and I find myself lurking around the corners.

I have a dark gray gun in my hand, and I can't really make out all the details because there's several yellow lights in random patterns on the ceiling. After walking a bit, I noticed there's a fairly large entity in front of me about twenty feet away.

It looks like a mutant, completely disfigured body composition, and I'm wondering just what it actually is. It seems to have a face, but this face looks like it has been mutilated, and it's hard getting its visage in good detail.

It consists of an dark apricot skin complexion that's stretchy and a bit flaccid in a few areas. It almost looks like it's dead, or just pretending to be dead. I noticed that it's heart was external from its body and was still beating.

The heart had a dark violet color, and was pulsating in a slow but strong frequency. Things shift and there's a metal tank with two cylinder shaped wheels going horizontally that have small spikes on them.

I make a run for it, and the machine grinds up the weird mutant body.

I can't remember what happened next because I wasn't expecting to get a lucid.

17.10.2013

I got an iPhone....wait, just a lucid dream... (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was taking an hour nap from attempting 71 minutes of image streaming. I did 3 hours of it 2 days ago, and it's amazing how quick things come by in my mind lately.

I'm inside of a house similar to the one I'm currently in, and I go outside and go around the side yard and end up talking to two dream characters. I don't know what I was going to mention to them, and I end up being distracted by the mailman that comes by.

He's an elderly man, but seems to be in pretty peak condition for his age, and he gives me a brown box with my name on it. I go inside the house and open it up and realized I've been given a free iPhone!

Some dream character that looks like a relative of mine started to state that someone merely glued all those pieces together and managed to make the phone look like new. For some reason, this prompted me to realize once more that this is just a dream.

My enthusiasm was sapped, good bye imaginary iPhone!

Last ToTY done!!!!!!! I can't believe myself... I had my doubts in pulling off the last one

03.12.2013

The Legend of Zelda, Asking for a present and trampling over New York as King Kong. (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A C C O M P L I S H E D!!!! Last ToTY and both ToTM December!!!

Sometimes I cannot believe my subconscious how it helps me! Dream Incubation works like a charm... pulled the Advanced II in a very easy way! And did some others too! Wohooo. Task of the Year done in less than a month an a half... just amazing.

I was in some weird house with people I did not know anything about. The house was very big, but even though from the inside looked like a house, it was an apartment. All the walls were gray, like made out of concrete without any painting. All the furniture looked kind of old and with a lot of dust. I was playing The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess... And those of you have played, you know that Link transformed into a wolf in several events of the game... sure this was not an arctic wolf... just a weird type of wolf. I realized I was dreaming, because I did not know the place where I was at and because I beat that game years ago. I looked at my hands and they looked pretty big, plus the fact that my thumb was like a feet away from my Index finger, and my Index, was wavy. I stood up flinging away the ps3 controller but realized that I had half of one of the task done. I first visualized the game scenario to be around me instead of in the tv (did this in the past already, and if I am not mistaken, this was in other ToTM December, lol) I found myself into the game, but the game scenario changed, it was all full of snow, I could not even see a fragment of green on the trees. Link (either normal and wolf form) was gone, but the Twilight princess was still there, looking at me (for those who you do now know, she both rode link as a wolf and had something to transform him into a wolf if I recall well) I asked her to please transform me into an Artic Wolf, not the regular one. I heard her odd metallic laugh and she hit me with a stone until all I could see was the snow. My dream started to fade fast and I started to run, looking up in the sky, but I felt weird. I realized she successfully turned me into an artic wolf.

I saw a bush full of snow and I decided to hide inside of it, until I was completely camouflaged. I saw a weird looking orc (hey, it is still a pray...) with a wooden sword... I jumped on him and started biting him until it banished. It actually banished instead of just dying and/or living a body. Advanced II done.

I now wanted to go back home and keep working on the tasks, so I closed my eyes a few times (not during 10 seconds and neither wanted to try, that is an almost sure waking up... not for me) until I was back home, as a human, but I was confused and my dream faded.

I had a false awakening in bed, it looked like my bedroom, but I knew I was not in my house. Which helped me to turn lucid again. My wife was still in bed and I went to the living room. I started to look into some drawers for a cigar. I do not smoke cigars, but I felt I needed to do something with one, until I heard my wife moving out from bed and going to the bathroom. I recalled the basic task of asking for a gift. I ran to my wife and told her, "Can you give me a Christmas gift please?" She smiled at me and said, "Sure." She went to the living room and spawned a bag out of nowhere. She pulled three small alarm clocks. She said that those three were my gift. She smiled at me and said, "Look, it is 1:32 am" I knew in waking life it was much later, but whatever. I also sang a Christmas Carol. as I thought it was another of the basic tasks as well...

With both ToTM done, I focused on the last task of the Year. I was going to leave my house, and as I was leaving, my dream started to fade really quick to the point of almost awakening. I pulled off my best stabilization technique. Grabbing something from the Dream World and focusing on it. I grabbed onto the staircase handrail. It was metallic and very cold, lucky me! I started to see the dream again, until the dream quality went great again. As I exited the building, there was a doorman who said, "Sir, grab your free coffee!" I turned back and replied, "No need, I am sleeping." The doorman looked at me like if I was nuts. I took of for a small flight to make the dream quality increase.

I started to walk down the street and I was focusing on teleporting to New York. As I kept walking, I saw snow and turned right on a street and saw a ton of huge buildings. I was next to a random DC who apparently, was my friend. She said to me, "Look, the Empire State Building, and it is not destroyed!" It made sense to me in the moment and I grabbed it and started to climb it. I grew up in size like 10 times. My arms were as wide as the building itself, but I was still in human form. As I climbed the building, I started to roar and make monkey noises. After a while climbing, my arms started to become thick and hairy. Suddenly, my arms were covered in dark brown hair and so my entire body and kept transforming until I was an ape... and since I was giant, well, I was King Kong. I kept climbing until I reached the top. The very top of the Empire State Building was not bigger than my hand, and I started to roar even harder. There was a small speaker on the empire state building, and a very annoying intense alarm started to sound, it was like one of those apartment fire alarms. I heard the sound of jets around me and police cars on the street. I started to move one of my ape arms while the other one was holding onto the building. I knocked down a couple of jets and then, jumped from the building to the ground, smashing some cop cars. I was almost as big as the building and started to run, breaking other buildings around.

I started to run away from downtown until I was back to normal size again and (I believe) human again. I kept running and thinking what else I needed to do, but the dream started to fade even faster. I tried to save it, but I was feeling my body in bed and even hearing waking world noises until I woke up.

All I remember was I was sitting on the couch just mixing up drinks and tasting how they were( I even forgot how they tasted lol).
And then eventually the ritual started. I think it was a 3 day ritual where you do a day 1 ritual to start it off and a day 3 ritual to end the entire thing.
When it stated, I had this vision of how you were suppose to do it. I saw four people behind a person jumping in circles the entire time while the person in front sits on a bench or something.
It was really weird when I woke up and thought about it but in the dream, It seemed completely normal.
I think I gained a little bit of Lucidity this part of the dream. I jumped around in a circle once and looked around, everyone was gone. I somehow teleported to the bathroom and had 4 eggs in my hands. Lost the Lucidity.
I went back into the living room and did the ritual again. I teleported again. Did that a couple of times and woke up.

Quantum radios
The first part of the dream involves something about a T intersecttion on impossibly long straight roads and a time machine.

Now I'm working with ??? trying to set up a quantum radio station. We have one component we need, but we can't find the transmitter. We know it looks like an orange, and we know the general area it's been hidden in, but we can't find it. Part of the problem is that it may not currently look like an orange; it could be disguised as anything. That being said, we're told it will always look out of place. ??? and I are going over and over the area where it could be, checking everything, picking up and feeling anything that gives the slightest impression of being out of place. We have a working receiver, but we can't use it to track down transmitters because each transmitter acts like four separate transmitters in different locations (because quantum). I keep coming back to one room with an open-backed bookshelf. Something about the bookshelf or the stuff on the bookshelf just seems off. I keep looking at everything, sometimes picking up everything. Another team already has their transmitter working there, so it's unlikely that my transmitter is nearby, but I keep coming back to it anyway. On the bookshelf I find things that are like my Powerball but not - they have a strange spiral/tornado thing inside which the ball moves around in. I take a couple of minutes away from looking for the transmitter to pick up and use one. The guy running the bookshelf transmitter picks up another one to demonstrate, but I already know how to use it and spin it up quickly.

My teammate reminds me that I had a "vision" of it when I looked into a mirror, that in my mind's eye I could see a pinkish/reddish ball. He assumes that's our transmitter, and we need to find that. There's another room we spend a lot of time in looking for the transmitter. It's at the end of the hall and looks like a store room. It's full of all kinds of junk, including a lot of food prep tools, also a lot of forks. While we're trying to find the transmitter, we're also getting content ready. Someone hails us as having really good, fair content.

Now we've finally got our station running, though it's not working right yet. We have to drive back and forth to the transmitter to tweak it and then check it. My wife is involved now and notices that according to the receiver, the transmitter is currently set to "liberal." She tells me I need to go fix that, NOW. I tell her that I'm sure that I left it set to conservative, that someone else must have messed with it, but I'll go take care of it.

Dreamsigns:
Form: Setting
- Impossibly long, straight roads
Form: Object
- Strange Powerball
- Vision of red transmitter
- Transmitter that looks like an orange
Context: Situation
- Time machine
- Quantum radio
- Can't find things
Context: Setting
- Junk storage room
Action: Object
- Transmitter political settings


Alien troublemakers
Dax and Bashir are eating at a table outside a restaurant. She's finishing her meal. He's still eating his hamburger when he's called away. Now I see Dax sitting by herself finishing his hamburger. She's making Mmmm Mmmm sounds like it's the best thing she's ever had. She's got two forks and is devouring everything on the plate, down to the lettuce and fried onions. Her coordination is poor and she ends up pushing things around more than she actually picks them up, but she's determined to finish it all. A couple of janitors are cleaning up near her table and she says "This is delicious! Do you want some?" The younger janitor says something like "Uhh, sure?". The older one leans forwards and quietly says "The correct answer is 'no.'" Dax is also embarrassed, since she now has no food to share.

Now two women are siting with her. A normal glass of wine is in front of Dax, and a small tumbler of wine is in front of one of the other women. While one woman (without any wine) distracts her, the other takes a tiny cup filled with something that looks like wine and puts a few drops in Dax' wine, then pours the rest into her own cup. She and Dax drink. Almost immediately, Dax notices that she's getting very tired and feeling kind of strange, but she doesn't have the presence of mind to fight it or call for help. She just makes some comment about having to go with them, but couldn't they at least change the name of the place to something less embarrassing?

Somehow related to the above, some kind of alien invasion is going on. A guy is somehow able to use his phone to jump into alternate / parallel realities to try to figure out how to fight the aliens. He's only got five jumps. The first two ended in his death. He's on his third jump now, and it looks like he's going to die here shortly.


Speed limit troubles
I'm driving around an area with lots of shops. My wife is in another car nearby. We both know the way home, so I speed up and go the flow of traffic; then I notice that I'm in a 35 doing 65. I try to slow down some, but I'm having a hard time going fast enough not to be dangerous but slow enough that I won't get a terrible ticket if I get pulled over. I keep hoping the speed limit will go up, but every sign is for 35. This is a 4/5 lane road with large shops on each side, so I don't understand why the speed limit is so low.

Dreamsigns:
Action: Ego
- Driving faster than my wife
Context: Situation
- Finding myself so far above the speed limit
- Trouble managing my speed
- Wrong speed limit


Thrifting
A small group of people is outside sitting in mismatched chairs. Our pastor is standing, talking. He's apologizing for mis-guessing how many members the church has, thinking it was just under three hundred when it's actually around two thousand. I start thinking about how to cull the membership list. At least for the email list, I can send an email with the subject prefixed with "ACTION REQUIRED" asking them to respond to me; I'll drop anyone who doesn't respond. Now I'm standing, looking around. Across the street, I see my wife's favorite thrift store.

Now we're in the thrift store. My eldest daughter ends up holding a tiny bronze bell and going off somewhere. I run into a lady from church, and she shows me what she found: some mega-packs of chap stick. She apologizes for not leaving me any, and since the store is having an "everything must go" sale, there are no more (at this point, it's no longer a thrift store, it's a Dollar Tree). Now I'm in a back area that's almost completely bare. My son and his cousin come out of the bathroom. The cousin has used a pen to draw a "tattoo" on my son's arm, which I'm not at all pleased about. I see the little bell my daughter was holding on the floor, and I'm not pleased; but then she comes by, still holding her bell, and I realize the one on the floor wasn't actually hers but is one that's exactly the same as what she has.

Dreamsigns:
Action: Character
- Pastor getting the church membership wrong
- Conversation about chapstick
- Son's tattoo
Context: Situation
- Encountering an acquaintance in a strange place
Awareness: Thoughts
- Confusion about the bell

non lucid
*I don't know who exactly I was waiting for but I notice how dirty the house was.
This house was actually next to one my old childhood houses.
*Something about mahamaya and the great illusion.

I was at my old middle school but I have a recurring dream of the old office. And this now abandoned closed school.the office was a convenience store in my dream and I know one of the December challenges was to ask for a gift so I asked this DC for something and he handed me a candy bar. It wasn't technically a gift though. Because I didn't say gift. I didn't see his face. Before I fell asleep, I repeated to ask for a gift. I wasn't a super active conscious participant.

Next thing I know I'm on an elliptical...talk about health conscious insecurities. Candy bars and then the elliptical machine . I'm on this thing for a bit and don't know how I got there. It's next to the old abandoned gym. That school closed years ago.

A camper was parked outside (wha?) and I saw some really obese lady from work that I don't particularly care for carrying a huge armful of stuff. i didn't pay any mind. so I was hiding behind this camper truck to avoid her. She's not an authority, I just don't like some of the things she's done. I then changed dreams and don't remember what happened next.

I'm documenting this dream because the middle school office is recurring. There are certain places I keep dreaming about there and don't know why. The community is beautiful but the school was worn and run down and had been around since the 40s.

I worked in a small store in a huge mall.. I kept knocking things off the shelves that my coworkers were organizing and stocking. They continued to get mad and instead of taking it out on me, they took it out on eachother. There were huge windows and it was around 7pm, but already dark outside. One of my coworkers looked outside the windows and started freaking out and called all of us over to look. There was a HUGE UFO outside just flying across the sky. I started freaking out and then more appeared. They hovered over every building outside including the mall we were in. A few seconds later, blue lights started coming out of each UFO and blaring through each building they were next to. I ran and hid because one of the UFO's were coming towards me and I didn’t want it to see me. Then, it moved away and blared its light into another building. All of a sudden I heard a big bang, which was the UFO's killing every human that their lights were shining at. Then dead people started floating up the lights and into the ships, then the UFO's left. I survived.

A talking alien cat was standing on its hind legs with glasses on talking to me and my coworkers.

When I got off work I stayed in the mall and walked around. Then out of nowhere, when I came out of a store, all of the doors to every store in the mall closed and locked so the people that were in the stores, couldn’t get out. I managed to pull a door open to let some chick out, but before she could squeeze through it closed again. Everyone started freaking out, screaming, and crying..then robot things appeared everywhere. There were different ones that killed you in their own special way. As people were dying, I ran everywhere and ducked and swerved past them. Then the robots disappeared and I was one of the few survivors. The people the robots killed..or didn't kill..I guess instead of killing them the robots injected them or did whatever they had to do and made everyone stupid or have something weird happen to them. Some people's voices changed and became high pitch while other people's voices got lower and more robotic sounding.

I went into some kind of restaurant and sat down. There was a mixed guy who saw me sitting. He pulled a ton of srynges out of his pocket and handed them out to random people. He kept one for himself and said “Everyone with a syringe, take them, find someone and give them the medicine that’s inside of it. I’ll get Mikayla (Me).” So everyone with a syringe grabbed someone and gave them the pinkish red stuff that was in the syringe. The people who were forcefully given the meds fell down and died. The mixed guy chased after me and once he got ahold of me, he put the tip of the syringe in my mouth and squeezed one drop of the medicine in my mouth..It tasted sour and bitter. I flailed around and tried to get away but he ended up putting a second drop in my mouth. At that point I started becoming weak and I fell into his arms and looked at him while he held my head. He then looked at me and said “I’m so sorry.” And put the last drop in my mouth. My body started becoming weaker and my eyes started to shut. I felt my lungs struggling for air and I couldn’t breathe. Within a few seconds, my eyes closed completely and I went limp and died.

I ended up waking up on the floor, so I guess I came back to life somehow, but I’m not sure how. Damian (my best friend) made plans with me to hang out that night at 11pm. I was on my way to his house (walking), and a sewage pipe exploded or something so there was about 5 feet of sewage water. I remember I was wearing flip flops. Eventually the water got deeper and deeper, and I was swimming in it at this point trying not to get any in my mouth. I swam in circles and decided to swim back without getting attacked by sharks in the water. When I swam back and managed to get out of the water, I saw two people in the middle of the water. They were in kayaks. They each had their own and they were coming up to me. I was mad because NOW they decided to help me get across…

The scene changed and I was at Damian's house, but it didn’t look like his. Then somehow I appeared back at my house and my phone went off. I picked it up and looked at it, and saw a text from damian saying “I’m sorry we couldn’t hang out tonight. I love you so much and we’ll definitely hang out soon. (: ” It said some other things too that I cant remember..

Then some chick came out of nowhere asked me if I needed any more underwear. I said “yes” so she gave me a few to keep. I put on a pair and was happy because I had gotten some more underwear for free. I had to go to the restroom, and while I was pulling my underwear down I saw a huge stain in it..then thought.. “THIS is why she gave me them.” All I remember was being pissed and then I woke up..

I was in a pool with no limits. The biggest pool i've ever seen or dreamt of. There was this beautiful blonde girl swimming. I tried to get near but the flow always kept me away. Suddenly all the water dissapeared and there she was, looking at me. I walk to her. I'm going to kiss her, Im almost touching her lips, she then touched my forehead with his middle finger and said "3,2,1 TOTAL COLLAPSE". I fell with my back on the ground slowly... I realice there is no gravity and I woke up...

I had a dream prior to this. I intended to write it down. I dreamed that I woke up and wrote it down and lay back down. As I lay back down to fall asleep, I realized that I hadn't actually written my dream down in real life because I was dreaming. I was really sleepy, though, so I just dreamed about going back to sleep, and it faded into another dream. Unfortunately, I can't recall the events of my prior dream.

I then dreamed about a Choose Your Own Adventure game I was playing. I was playing a boy and his sister. Part of the game involved choosing classes for them to attend so they could build skills (a la Princess Maker or Long Live The Queen). The setting was modern day, though. My first run through, the boy became a thief after wandering into a bad part of town, but died because his skill in lock picks was terrible when he needed to pass a skill check, and he pissed off the thieves' guild. The girl ended up attending some sort of party or event where everyone was dressed in formal wear. In the next game, I completely ignored the boy and focused on making the girl into a well-respected doctor. At some point, I pulled out my dream journal (the one I wrote in in my prior dream) and looked through it, and the notes in it were in big, sloppy handwriting. Apparently, my dream had something to do with Morgan Freeman. I decided that the reason that the journal looked so sloppy and the notes were so weird was because I had written them in my sleep, and I put it away. In the game, the girl needed to find a bathroom (what is it with me and bathrooms?).

The dream shifted, and I was in a library - still looking for the bathroom. I find it, but decide it's not the REAL bathroom (and somehow this has to do with the number 40) because it doesn't look real enough, and I need to find the real bathroom. I wake up, and yes, I needed to use the bathroom.

Hotel adventure
It's late at night. I've arrived at a hotel, and I need a room. I don't see any lights on in the lobby, but I try the doors anyway, and I find that they're open. Going inside is a little creepy. Once inside, I see a dim light ahead, up a series of wide, very shallow steps. Reaching the top, I find the counter divided into many "privacy booths". One of them is lit, and I walk towards it. Someone had advised me which room to ask for, saying it was the best in the hotel, but given the late hour, I'm not very hopeful that I'll be able to get it.

Now I'm in a small bare room. I "see" a chart showing some different progressions of magic with different effects, benefits, and problems. One of them causes you first to become invisible, then to release a flash of light. The flash "powers" the next part of the magic, making you visible, a nice benefit (I forget what), but leaving you gasping. I saw some other progressions on the chart, but I don't remember the others.

I know that "they" will be coming for me soon, so I try to get ready. I realize my belt is out of its belt loops and start to rethread it. As I'm nearly done, I hear "them" approaching. I realize I should have put the rings on before worrying about the belt. "They" burst into the room and I realize with relief that I'm already wearing the rings. I launch myself at the leader, sailing through the air to hit him in the chest, knocking him backwards. It's not really flight - more like ignoring most of gravity - but it's effective. Unfortunately, he can do something similar, and we end up in a chase through the hotel. At one point, we're both shooting down a tall spiral stairwell, one where you can see all the way to the bottom through the center of the spiral. At the bottom, we're back in the room with the shallow steps. He launches himself out over the room, and I follow. Unfortunately, he's faster than I am, and I'm losing him.


Game developers visit a college
I'm in a college cafeteria. A group of guys is talking to a couple of new recruits, describing the guts of their game world. They're very proud of how non-deterministic it is, using all sorts of inputs - weather, etc - to change the game world in subtle ways. I ask about what a nightmare it must be to debug, and they agree to a point. One describes how to enable a mode that disables the external inputs. Another starts to show the class hierarchy for creating a new module inside the game. Someone is trying to find a good time and place for a technical demo. He's disappointed that the only thing that will work is once again the cafeteria. He hopes that we'll be able to get a quiet area. John is there fiddling with his phone. He hasn't been able to get Bluetooth working right, and I tease him for it.


Rotting bridge
I'm with a group of people walking on an ancient wooden bridge. I have a tiny gun which I take and throw far out into the water. One of my companions asks me why I did that. I explain that I know how these stories go: the hero gives his gun to one of his companions, asking him to watch his back. Next thing you know, that companion turns out to be a traitor and uses the hero's own gun against the hero. Now we've come to the end of the bridge. It used to go on further, but it's completely fallen apart after this point. We pick our way down the remnants of the bridge and wade in the water. As we continue on, I see our destination in the distance.


Lucid in the hotel - I did SSILD before this
I'm back in the hotel, in the stairwell. The wallpaper is old and brownish, with some kind of little squares with designs. I know I'm dreaming, and I want to fly like I did earlier. I try to will myself into the air, but nothing happens. I jump and flap my arms, and I shoot about ten feet into the air, then drift slowly downwards. Now I'm in a room. It's incredibly messy. I really want a DC to show up. I try various tricks: turning around, expecting the DC to walk in the door, etc, but no DC shows up.


Bruce Willis
I'm walking along the ring road outside a parking lot and meet Bruce Willis talking to another guy. No one else is around, there are no cars anywhere, and the guys ignore me completely, so I just stand back and listen. Bruce is pitching a new Die Hard to the other guy; the idea is received with some amusement, an air that he's just humoring Bruce. He tells Bruce that if he does this movie, then Bruce will be five, reminding him of a comment he made that Bruce gets fifteen years younger every time he does a movie. He's "Twenty" now, so he'll be five after another Die Hard. Alternatively, the timeline works out nicely if you start it from 2008, also putting us at his being five years old.

Bruce has released a new movie he wrote himself. It deconstructs many of the common action movie tropes, and is supposed to be funny, but most people agree it just doesn't have much personality. They also complain that the way he handled the depiction of the city's recession is poorly handled. Now I'm in my kitchen, telling my wife about meeting him. We get to talking about his Star Trek career, and I say that he was closely involved with Brannon Braga. I have to explain that he was one of the Star Trek writers who wrote many of the stranger scripts.

While they're talking, a guy I met the other day comes up to me and gives me a stack of books. I'd completely forgotten about him. I'd gotten one book from him at the time and asked for more. He makes a comment about "you probably won't even thank me," then leaves. I look through the books. They're on Bruce's military career. They're all fairly short books, but they sound like heavy reading. At least one has a picture of him in full military outfit on the front cover. One of the books is unrelated to the rest. I'm surprised to see that it's written by a friend of mine. The cover is bright and cartoony, and the grammar is pretty bad. Near the copyright notice, there's a comment saying the book should take less than 21 minutes to read - but again, the comment is so poorly written I have to stare at it for a minute before it makes sense.


Shoes for a competition
I'm in the mall, in a shoe store. I sign up my third daughter for some kind of competition. The man in the store thinks she's a little on the young side, but signs her up since she's technically eligible. He says she'll need new shoes to compete and starts to measure her, but we don't have time for it. I tell him we'll be back later to finish the measurements. Now we're back. The man is gone, and a woman is taking measurements for shoes. I explain why we're here. She asks me what size shoes my daughter wears, and I say that I don't know. She looks at her's current shoes and gets the size, but I point out that there's a big gap in front of her toes, and for this competition the shoes will need to fit really well. She asks me to come upstairs with her to get proper measurements.

Now we're in some kind of dormitory room. At least four beds are arranged in here. It's a fairly long room, but it's not very wide, only slightly wider than the beds are long. We're at the end of the room. Another lady has joined the first, and they're trying to make room for my daughter to lie down on the floor. There are two suitcases in the way, and they're trying to figure out what to do with them. I suggest putting them under the bed, and they think that's a good idea. I lift the mattress and the women put the suitcases under it. Instead of laying them on the floor under the mattress, they lay them so they're on the rails that hold the mattress in place. It's OK, since there's some kind of riser on the rails designed to hold the mattress up above stuff. I put the mattress back down on the risers, but it looks like it's hitting the suitcases too. This won't be a long term solution, but it should be enough to get my daughter measured.


Fragments
Something about the kids, a park, and a fire engine.

I'm talking to someone who asks me if I was ever in the navy. I explain that I went straight from school to college to work. He asks me to recommend someone for ???, and I recommend Steve S, describing him as having "salt and pepper hair, saltier than yours."

Monday 12.02.13

Last night bed 11:30pm

I'm in a garden at my childhood house. Lots of people there. There is a man, that is walking around the cellars hallway and also the yard. He walks around slowly, with sinister purpose. I have a gun and it seems like i also have ammo. It's in a small ammo box. Ammunition is small, golden in color, or yellow brass.

I tell someone to lock all their doors and to call my mom and others to stay in their apartments. That's when i see my mom, cluelessly peeking out of one of the doors leading to the yard. I yell at her to get back inside and lock the doors.

In the meantime, I keep shooting the guy, with no effect. I keep reloading the gun, but now the bullets are getting all messed up. They are tiny, deformed, and mixed in with stuff like lint and other stupid things. The intruder is now heading towards us. So I run up to him and knock him out cold.

I'm asking a neighbor if I should call 911, or the non-emergency number. She says non-emergency, since we got him neutralized.

Saturday 11.30.13

DR1 - I'm walking through a city that looks like my hometown. But it's not, It's Poland. We walk in a bar, that's just a hole in a a wall. Arched wooden doors. It's packed. We sit at a small, round, high table. There are couples everywhere. Except, they are not really couples. I think they just paired up after arrival. And not all are happy with the way they are paired up. We realize we came to the wrong bar.

DR 2 - I'm walking through a city again. This time it's Australia. I can clearly feel the distance from my home continent. I'm on the other side of the world. We see some ladies walk by and ask them for some good, not too expensive restaurant. They laugh. There is nothing that't not expensive.

DR3 - Still in Australia. I'm talking about a job offer in Bendi national Park. Sitting in managers office at the visitor's center. Sliding glass door behing me is opened and I have a view of a man-made small animal pool. Water is greenish, as if full of algae. I see a snake swimming in the water. I call my mom to look, but by then, it had turned to a crocodile. I'm excited to see a crocodile.

Still in Australia. now talking to different people about a job. I follow a female manager to a mess hall. A male manager tells me, that he has two openings - one is a manager of 2 workers in a dining room. Can't remember the other one.

Dream

I was in this small animal shelter, which was supposed to be located in a seedy part of town. I was flipping through a spiral notebook which on each page had a different business that was in this bad part of town. I was looking for a job, and figured the safest place to work would be at the animal shelter. A DC woman who worked at the shelter was telling me how they put down dogs. She said a lot of people come to watch, and they chop the dog up with a scalpel and sometimes the person doing the procedure will chop them up slowly which makes them suffer more. Whoa brain, feeling a little gruesome last night were we? Anyway, this information didn't bother me in the least, it was something of normalcy.
Then I remember walking with my mom in the parking lot of the shelter and across the street to do something, I'm not sure what.

Fragment 1

I was calling apartment complexes that were out of state, but instead of being interested in my own apartment to rent, I wanted to live with the person I called in their apartment. I was scared no one would pick up, since they would see an out of state number calling, but when a lady finally said Hello? I got nervous and hung up.

Fragment 2

I remember being out on a grassy area, I think it was supposed to be a playground. I had a best friend whom was a boy and we were running across the field, our destination this little brick building, I think it may have been a bathroom or something. I remember someone kicking a soccer ball from behind me and it flew over my head and I was afraid it would hit me.

non lucid
*I put in a letter request to amitabha for someone to be reborn in sukhavati.
*Some old chinese man jumped into a deep cave for a reason I believe wasn't good enough.
*Montre keep talking about how in cally they have shops were they sell gang related clothing. I thought in my head how retarded.
*Lama dojree was giving one of his students a hug telling that person he loves them.
*I was in a three month class just for lucid dream. There were these people in the class that had no interest in lucid dreaming. I said to them it makes to sense at all why your here! I also said to them how do you know which is real waking life or dreaming life.