non-lucid

First fragment was me driving in a bizarre parking lot trying to hide an expensive bottle of vodka from my parents. I backed up really far into the parking lot that is apparently behind my house.. Anyways I hid it in a box under some other boxes and had a very difficult time driving the car back to its spot.

Second fragment was me at work with a broken toe. Last night IWL I dropped a box onto my toe, but my toe is not broken. Anyways, I was walking around looking for random things like toenail clippers and tape, and I kept telling supervisors that my toe was broken and they always said, "Get back to work"

Dogs are getting killed in China from the dog food. I remember holding a red bag of dog food, folded a tiny bit.

Sarah Petrosky (a girl I goto school with) was talking to me about the kissing tower.

My friend Mark Milburn, got a new laptop. i was using my linux one beside him. He said the compatibility was much better on the new one and we could play games. We started playing some kind of circle game where there are crosses and you have to get as many as you can with a circle. Then you capture other people's circles and crosses with your circles. The game was projected in the middle of the room. There was a giant rubber band that and grabbed and pulled back. It hit Mark in the face and cut his nose, the rubber band came back and hit my nose. Someone died, I can't remember who it was.

Mrs. Dana said goodbye because she was going to Mississippi. This was my Sunday school teacher, she already moved.

I was wearing my steelers sweatshirt, I don't remember anything else about this dream.

Last night was the first night ever I tried WBTB. I honestly expected quite a lot, as it has been reported to be an incredibly effective way of achieving lucidity - I won't exaggerate at all by saying I have been tremendously satisfied, even though this was my very first attempt. I could recall a total of three highly vivid and detailed dreams... which were, for the least, tense. Brace yourselves.

N.B.: Those dreams only happened after doing WBTB. I was semi-lucid in all of them; I had the feeling I was in a dream but I didn't always manage to actually realize I had one or take control.

Dream 1: A dream that must well have spanned over an hour. It kicked off in a German class, with me and a bunch of friends being in the classroom where are always held our German lessons. I was sitted at the very front row, a tad on the left. I can't remember much of what we talked about, but I believe everything was pretty normal at that point.

A split second afterwards, the whole dream scene changed into another classroom, which seemingly was one of my school's room that actually exist, but it was reversed in my dream. Our biology and history teachers were present and we were debating about political news in France (and, if I'm not mistaken, about immigration issues). This rather troublesome dude in my class, P.C., was, as usual, pressing his arguments forwards, pretty much ignoring the reactions of both teachers. To his habit of making teachers rather angry, he succeeded once again; my bio teacher had his eyebrows frown and appeared to be slightly pissed off, and so was my history teacher who was resting her hands against a table while she was standing up. I even think my history teacher told me he 'talked without actually knowing the reality of things', something she often points out.

Next on, I end up being in the exam room, where our two weekly exams take place IRL. It actually looked different; although it still had its initial size, it was much more bright due to the addition of massive window panes on either sides of the room (back & front). The room was recently renovated, and they changed pretty much everything; in the dream, there still were the old tables & the old floor, but they were clean, white and neat, whereas the whole place was dirty before. Again, I was sitted at the top front-right row, on the alley side (left-hand side). Besides me, three 12th-graders (exclusively girls, to my knowledge) were completing an empty geography map, somewhat appearing to be a map of Syria.
I took a look at one of their maps, laughed a bit with them, and put myself back to work. At this point, I found myself sitted a bit back; I had moved back by one row and was now sitting on the wall side. A desktop PC, along with a keyboard and a mouse, had appeared on the table; I thought: "Hey, this is cool, I'm going to use it!". What I didn't realize was that I was in the middle of a history exam - thus, as soon as I began typing to google something on Internet Explorer, one of my best friends which was sitted to my left turned his head towards me and said: "I don't think we're allowed to do that.. I can hear keystrokes". Right then, my history teacher, who was watching us all as we were taking the exam (she shouldn't have been here - we always supervisors to keep an eye on us, but teachers are not allowed to do it). She suddenly turned her head and started shouting violently at me, asking whether I was dumb, and telling that using a computer during an exam was strictly forbidden. Meanwhile, I misclicked and accidentally closed the Internet browser (OR it might have unwillingly shut itself down). I bit my bottom lip as I initially planned to use it to show my teacher I was not searching anything related to history; then a blonde gal (A.B.), in my IRL class, shouted back at my teacher and whole-heartedly said I actually did not do so. Needless to say, my teacher ignored her, and the head-of-supervisors (S.B.) came into the exam room. My history teacher eventually told me I was going to be thrown out of school after being reviewed by a disciplinary panel, then I was ordered to leave and follow S.B., but I noticed that I soon as I stood up, the sky adopted a dark, purple shade. The exam room itself also had been shortened; seemingly, a lot of the back rows had been cut out and the entrance door was much closer to my table than it previously was. While getting out of the exam room, I screamed: "Fuck this! I didn't even fucking cheat! I can't abandon my fucking class representative position!" - and I glared at everyone with an anger-filled gaze. We then headed out, into the schoolyard.

Due to the colour of the sky, I would be tempted to assume it was a mid-spring evening, at around 7-8PM. Still devastated, I implored S.B. to help me out, though she only told me the final decision was not her choice but the disciplinary panel's one. All of a sudden, as we walked a few steps further, the sky turned bright, sunny and cloudless, and it revealed the tall apartment complex that faces both the schoolyard and the high school's main building (it exists IRL); a small fence separated the yard from the outter side of the building. In front of the fence stood a lengthy flower bed, and besides it appeared a small stream, which was shadowed upon by not-so-imposing trees. S.B. passed the flower bed then crossed the stream, eventually jumping above the fence, thus making her way in the building yard; she looked up at the windows, seemingly seeking a precise one. She quickly and vigorously shuffled to her right, stopping at a re-entrant corner which I saw from her perspective, while, I assume, I stayed in the schoolyard. From there on, she yelled "David, come here!" and some Edward Norton-looking guy sticked his head through an open window, at the third or fourth floor.

Surprisingly, I put myself in David's shoes as soon as he was called by S.B. I found myself locked in a tiny dark room while I was looking straight ahead, glaring at the sky through an open window; I felt another one was behind me, which would have been the one through which David had shown himself to S.B., but I refrained myself from turning around. A sure thing, though, is that I was exhausted and slightly dizzy. Out of nowhere - or, I speculate, the hallway that would have led to the room -, I heard men shouting: "Go, go, go, he's here, catch him, go!". For some reason, I knew they had to be looking for me. Although a panic wave crossed my body, I did not hesitate a single second before climbing onto that window. I saw a yard filled with fresh, green grass, which was blocked ahead by a wooden fence. I jumped out and started running. The way I was running was extremely strange; I couldn't turn right or left, as my body was being blocked by my left brain hemisphere (and I felt it). The only way I could steer was to move backwards, which moved me a bit further onto my right side everytime I took a step. Meantime, I was running through this magnificient yet massive yard, I saw tons of flowers, mainly red and yellow tulipaes, but my drowsiness and my fatigue badly affected me. I heard footsteps besides me and even though I kept running, I came to a full halt when a special agent appeared behind. He looked exactly the same way as those countless agents seen in American action films, but if I specifically had to describe him, I would say he was a mix between Kiefer Sutherland (Jack Bauer, 24) and Neil Patrick Harris (Barney Stinson, How I Met Your Mother). Withdrawing his pistol from its holster, he started shooting at me.

The landscape transformed in a green valley while I was dodging one by one the bullets shot by the agent. Upon having nearly finished his magazine, he only had one round left, and I shouted out: "Let's see who's the fucking man, gimme that fucking gun!". I did not really expect him to do it either, but he nevertheless executed the order. I spinned onto my heels and the gun changed into a massive, bulky arrow, while a horse ridden by a knight in a fancy, exotic flashy yellow-blue-purple carnival outfit ran in front of my eyes. I forcefully threw the arrow at the horse and it struck him down, thus resulting in the horse and the knight falling down onto the ground, both dead. I walked to the knight's corpse and looked over my shoulder at the agent; "Who's the fucking man, now?". That was enough for him to crumple down and die instantly.

Finally, in the last chunk, I spawned in an extremely tiny room. It had a particular design - the walls, the ceiling and even the floor were made of black and white glowy squares. The best similarity that comes up to my mind is those squares on dancing pads that are used on old arcade games machines. Two of my friends stood alongside me; E.C. on the left and H.C. on my right. H was 'inflating' his head and making funny jokes about his 'big' head, while E was a bit scared but still found it amusing and laughed at it. The dream eventually faded.

Dream 2: This one was a stressful dream. I'll try to keep it relatively short.

Sitting at my desk, I was casually browsing on Internet when my mom bursted into the hallway, rambling around and holding a syringe: "Look at what I've found in your brother's room! He's not even hiding anymore that he fucking shoots himself. There also is the protective cap." The effect of surprise turned into massive worrying on my side, but I already suspected my brother was into 'hard' drugs prior to this event. I think that my brother was hanging out with some friends in his bedroom when my mom went there, or it might have been after they had left. Anyhow, I found myself in my school's exam room (once again...) on a bright and sunny day. There were a few parents, as it seems a conference was going on. I stood up and left the room, thus reaching the middle school playground. My brother was waiting for me at the exit; the sky was sort of orange (as if someone had put an mild orange filter). While exposed parts, such as the playground, were perfectly enlightened by the sun, the slope besides it, which in real life is also bright if the weatheris sunny, were shadowy. My goal there was to bring my brother to the medical room. As soon as we met, he told me he wasn't in his normal state. My mom told me that I shouldn't explicitly declare to my brother I knew he was taking crack, so I refrained from doing that and instead act as a surprised kiddo, but I didn't tell much either. As we were midway down the slope, we entered the hallway that led to the medical room, but it was simply dark. My brother felt he could not make it through the hallway, so I left him a bit behind while he stopped. As I was about to open the door at the end of the hallway, that leads to a staircase, I noticed one of my friends was walking nearby as if we wanted to go somewhere together. Upon opening the door, I saw a black sports teacher - or so I assume; in my dream, I thought he was an elementary school teacher, as there was a whole class of kids behind him. He was grinning at me with an absolutely weird stare, overall looking like a scary smiley smiling. At that point, I did a reality check. I tried to push my finger through my palm, but it failed; as my 'friend' told me to be careful, I attempted to block my nose and to breathe at the same time, but I felt my breathe was either getting blocked or going through. All this confusion led to the loss of the scene. However, I reappeared in a sort of classy, party club lounge, with a huge carpet and immense sofas set on each side of it. At first, my brother and I were among the few people who were present, but additional persons arrived, filling up the gaps. Everyone was talking, and there were some old people (grannies especially) in the first place, who were replaced by young adults or teenagers as people came in. My brother lied back in one of the sofas, passively glaring at the whole scene.

Dream 3: This dream stopped pretty quickly, as my alarm rang a bit after it had started. All I remember is that I was in Africa, in the back shop of some clothes store; I needed to get an avocado, for some reason. It turns out the African woman, wearing a traditional African dress along with a bandana, with whom I was, could not find any; I managed to find two but they were old and tough as rock. She then told me she had apples and I told her I was fine with that, considering I could replace avocados with apples for what I wanted to do. She showed me a gigantic pear/apple that was about two meters tall... this didn't even make me blink. As I spotted a few Asians entering the main store, my alarm rang and I woke up.

I remember being in a world that nearly seemed animated, but it was very dark. I was climbing up a structure with two other guys. I noticed that it was so easy to climb up the chains that hung down, but I never thought about RCing. The weird hanging structure lead to the side of a skyscraper in which I kept climbing up. Once we were up top...someone did something dumb. They started summoning something....The sky was black, lightning was flashing, and I heard this booming voice say something about summoning the demon halloween. I looked down, and there was a long ghost/snake like figure circling the buildings below. It had a giant purple head, and the rest of it was covered in black rags. All and all, it had to be the size of the building I was standing on. I kept thinking "fuck i'm gonna fight this....fuck I'm gonna fight this"....


Then I wake up in my room. It's day time, and there's a letter on my bed. The letter is an invitation to a gambling cruise. It includes 100 bucks worth of vouchers with it, and the first thing I do is try to go to the web site....and my phone sucks.....

I wake up out of my bed again, and then I call D and tell him all the details about the previous dream (there seemed to be more....I think I was actually on the cruise ship at one point) and wake up for real.

Dreams:

First Dream: DVA Castle Found

I am travelling ans searching for DVA everywhere, Mostly in Villages. Then I reached to a village where I found an empty ancient building which is known as DVA.

Second Dream: Surveys on Lucid Dreaming

I am at a village which is known in dream but in reality its unknown place. There is a family who is my enemy and they are Don of Village. And They want to kill me. But I am ignoring them. One morning I wake up and going to the Spot of my enemies with my friends. They are coming to me to kill me but i am asking them that I am here just to talk to you about Lucid Dreams. Then Now they are normal and ready to listen me. I am asking them to help me in research of Lucid Dreaming. Now they want to help me. I am thirsty so I am finding spot of water by turning my head and I can see a classroom going on behind me and I can see a Water Cooler placed their. I am going toward water cooler without permission of teachers while entering to class, I can see that feel bad about it. I am drinking water suddenly I hear a voice of Swords and Guns, I see they are killing my friends and village people. I am running to find my car so i can save my life. Now I am in my car and its raining outside while night time and people are running alone and with their vegetables carts to save their lives and then suddenly one man hits his cart to my car and keep pushing it and my car start moving forward to down road I am so scared and I am trying to stop car by pressing brakes but breaks are not working. and then i woke up.

3rd Dream: Insult

I am living in my old house which we left 8 years ago. I am playing wit my friends in street. I dont know what happens and my elder brother start to insulting me. And took my sister and my brothers wife into his car and I tried to call brothers wife, she also insulted me. I am very sad and sharing these emotions with my mother. Then I see that my aunt who lives in other cit she is here with her children (my Cusons) I hate them. I am not trying to meet them.

4rth Dream: Movie

Me, my sister, my uncle and his sisters are watching a movie. This place is also unknown. But that unknown place was my home in the dream.

5th Dream: Breakup

Because of some family issues I broke up with my Girlfriend befor my wedding which was going to be held after two months. My father-in-law and mother-in-law was the reason of this breakup.

another drowning dream. you know, the usual.

I was in a large pool with my friend, we were just having a good time hanging out and swimming around. There was this part of the pool where there weren't many people for some reason. I decided to casually swim over there to check it out, but when I swam a few feet past the side-floaty-marker-thingy I realized that I was in a very deep section. It was apparently the deepest deep end in all of Wisconsin, about 15-20 feet(which obviously isn't true in RL ha!). I am absolutely terrified of deep water in dreams(and sometimes in RL) so I swam back to the shallow end as fast as I could, my heart pounding. But as time went by, I became less scared of the deep end and decided to explore it again. This time I remember entering the deep end and being under water, floating along, and then drowning. It was so peaceful, it felt like flying. The lifeguard noticed I was drowning and went to pull me out, but afterwards I was only half conscious but he had a class of a few students by him. He was showing the students how to help a drowning victim, and even though I WAS a victim, he payed more attention to teaching the students what to do than actually helping me. So that failed. And I woke up.

I was at the beach with my mother. We were fleeing though, someone was after us.

Later in the dream, I was in the car with my mother. I received a text on my phone. I flipped it open to find a very mysterious text. Many more kept coming.

The texts were threatening. They threatened revenge, told us to watch our back, and expect our lives to be in ruins by the time they were finished with us.

They sent us pictures with people who had their faces burnt in acid.

I wanted to call the cops, but my mother said that it was probably just some angsty teenager. We kept driving home. I was a little shaken up, but my mother said it likely wasn't anything to worry about.

A few minutes later, my father calls my mother's cell phone and tells her that when he went outside he found his car had its windows smashed open and everything was torn up. He drove it irregardless, and then it blew up a few miles later. The car had been hijacked.



We immediately stopped the car and turned around. We realized that they had been stalking us for some time and now could recognize our vehicles and target them out. We needed to immediately get off of the country road and somewhere safer.

They kept sending us threatening texts. I was trying to pinpoint who these people could be and why they were after us. From their texts, I could tell that they were teenagers/young adults and were gothic.

Awhile later, my mother and I decided to try to come back home again. We parked the car in the garage and turned off the engine.

"Wait...listen," I whispered. I heard the creaking of the floor above us. I heard talking. We weren't alone.

"We need to go. We need to call the cops," I desperately whispered. We tried to start up the car, but the engine stalled. The car wouldn't start. The car had made so much noise it was clear that our perpetrators knew that we were home.

"Hide," I whispered. We hid in a staircase. I pulled out a gun and my mother's eyes widened. I am normally a nonviolent person, but when my loved ones are in danger I will fight. I was ready to blow their brains out. These criminals had caused us so much distress. I couldn't imagine ever losing my mother, so I was very ready to protect her.

I tried to call 911 on the cell phone. The dial tone was so loud. I heard footsteps creeping up the stairs.

I could feel their presence lurking, becoming closer and closer to us.



A figure appeared before us. I aimed my gun at him only to find that it hadn't been reloaded. Fuck.

He smirked and raised his gun, paused, and added, "you don't think I'd let you die so easily? No. Your deaths shall be slow and painful."

He turned around and left.

We needed to get the fuck out of this house.

But our escapes were blocked.

In the process of running, my mother and I got separated.

I found myself alone in a small foyer between two stories. I heard small bombs exploding and could hear the the cracking of burning wood. The house was on fire.



A figure emerged from the shadows and called my name.

"...Hello?" I called back.The figure of a young adult appeared. He had scruffy black hair. A white, cotton T-shirt and ripped up jeans. He had dark circles around his eyes.

"Zukin. I have been watching you, my love," he whispered.

"Who are you?" I pleaded, backing into a corner.

"My name is Arcane. You've broken my heart so many times and failed to even acknowledge my existence. All I want is to be with you, but there are so many people in the way. And so I realized; the only way I could ever have you completely to myself, the only way you could forever be mine, is if we died together that way."

He grabbed my hand but I quickly pulled away.

"Time is running out," he pointed out. The fire was beginning to engulf the exits and I could hear the morphing and crying of the burning, warping wood.

"In any afterlife, or lack thereof, I would still never be yours. You're a psychopath," I exclaimed. A hurt look crossed his face.

"I thought you were different," he whispered, "Normal people call me a psychopath. It's only the misunderstood who understand me. I thought we could have a life together. I've dreamed of it for so long. All I have ever wanted is you in my arms, I would be so good to you," he revealed.

He had the saddest defeated look on his face, "Please. I understand now. You clearly don't want me, and I will accept that. I only wish I knew that from the beginning so that I could have stopped all of this. But there's no time left now. Please, take my hand."

He collapsed to the ground in agony. I told him that we could change all of this if we acted now and made our escape.

"I'm too heartbroken to carry on," his eyes dazed into the distance, longing. I tried to grab his hand to pull him up, but he refused. He really did seem physically weakened. I needed someone stronger to carry him out of the burning house.

"Arcane, please try to get up," I pleaded one last time. The ceiling was beginning to collapse from the fire.

"There is one final bomb that will explode soon. You need to leave before it detonates. Leave me here, go, carry on," he whispered with a voice full of despair.

I couldn't just leave him here, but there was no way I could convince him to go with me. I opted to find someone stronger to carry him from the house.

"Arcane - I am coming back for you. Please, don't give up yet. We can change all of this," I pleaded.

"Promise you will come back for me?" He looked up and added.

"I promise," I whispered back.

I ran out of the burning building and cried for help. I told one of the firefighters that there was still someone left inside the burning house who could no longer walk and he needed to be saved.

But as soon as those words came out of my mouth, the bomb in the house exploded, leaving only wreckage.



I was struck with sorrow.

After several hours, only ashes remained. I searched through the wreckage for any sign of life. I found Arcane's body, depleted of breath. His skin had remained untouched by the fire, but his spirit was long gone. He was lifeless, his body full of sadness as someone who hadn't had their promise fulfilled.

When I put things in sequence the first I remember is a video or perspective about how European settlers also suffered loss and death during the colonisation of the New World. It showed rural children scrambling in a rustic graveyard and hiding. There was a scrolling through a list of things, large pot, iron fence, stone, like that, which were actually disguised children hiding from a militia. They were apparently the ancestors of the Amish or maybe it was just comparing lifestyle to them.

Next I remember wandering in some country area, and on a path was with some other people being informed about 9 people having accidents and 4 apparently gruesome ones, because they didn't understand Planck's Constant, apparently an equation for cellular dynamics or biology. There was a ditch nearby and a sewer was meant to have run through it. A plastic cap was the proof for this, as some girl explained helpfully and unsolicited, although I was wary of touching something that had been of a sewer even if it had been years since it was flowing.

This dream was sort of choppy, but also rather thrilling. I would have liked to remember more details.

TBut there was a green planet below us, but not like earth. It looked more like a gas planet. Me and a huge fleet of spaceships were charging into battle against some sort of alien mother ship.
There were five or so large star-cruiser type ships in our fleet, as well as dozens of small fighters. The cruisers were rather boxy, they sort of looked like two large boxes affixed by a small rear section with large engines. I was piloting one of the fighters. Our fighters looked like jet fighters, although more high tech. Eventually, the alien mothership came into view. It was a massive craft, a sort of purplish color with a curving design. Smaller alien fighters deployed from the side, and combat began.
I can remember barrel-rolling around, one of the alien fighters was following me. The alien fighters looked sort of like manta-rays. I banked around, under the bottom of the alien mother ship. When I pulled up on the other side, batteries opened fire shooting green laser beams at me. Luckly, none of them hit.
There was a dome like structure on the side of the alien craft. I fired a missile of some sort at it, destroying it.
"Their shields are down! We have 3...4...5 direct hits!" A voice came over my radio. I looked over my shoulder, behind me. Our own star cruisers had opened fire with these blue laser weapons and destroyed the alien mothership.
I noticed some alien fighters fleeing the scene, and decided to give chase. I followed them into a group of small cratered moons. But slowly, the dream began to fade away at this point.

Fragment-I was watching a youtube video and someone yelled "Let's cut to the chase!" The video immediately changed to a video of some dream characters running in and out of doors kind of like one of the old chase scenes from the scooby doo shows.

I guess that was supposed to be funny.

Fragment-I was attempting some sort of arcade/puzzle game. The idea was that plastic balls would roll down a chute and you would press a button at the right time to have a little flap lift up and catapult the ball out of the chute so that you would earn points.
The game was obviously broken because despite me hitting the button at the correct time, the ball would get stuck and not lift out of the chute.

11/29/2012

I am in some kind of fort sneaking across ropes to get from ledge to ledge. I cut them down after I cross so no one can follow me
I come across all these people in this cove area on a bridge spanning the gap. I instinctively know they are bad so I cut the rope and they fall into the water below. The ones not on the bridge start to chase me. I run through a landscape that looks like something out of Aladdin. I come to a spiral staircase and slide down the rail to get away from the angry mob. For some reason I know the one shouting at me is an evil dictator. I meet a girl at the bottom of the stairwell who just smiles and gives me a shiny old school key. I don't know if this is the same girl that always helps me with my conjuring or not because I was in a hurry. I use the key to open a door that leads into an old arcade. I shove one machine against the door after I lock it so no one can follow me inside. I know somehow this is the headquarters fo the resistance. Whatever the fuck that means. I wake up.

2nd Dream
I am vaguely lucid. Things are not very clear. I try to use telekinesis on a pillow to freak out a lady that is irritating me. I started floating instead which still did the trick. I was then able to toss the pillow through a window with telekinesis, but that wasn't what I was aiming for. Very weird.

Last night, I had no lucid dreams. But, I do remember two of my dreams, so I'm going to attempt to interpret one of their meanings.

First Dream
Setting: In the front lawn of a building called "The Ashcreek Clubhouse." It's a simple brick building that has a few white doors on the front and sides. In front of it is a grass lawn with a row of bushes lining the outside. There's a road leading out of it into an intersection. There also sits a yellow bus facing the building on this road.

What happened
Somehow my mind comes to the conclusion that I've recieved an accpetance letter to James Madison University. I pick up a piece of paper which I believe to be the acceptance letter and start to write the beginning of an essay on it. All around me are people who I do not remember who also have figured out which colleges they've been accepted to and are writing essays for those colleges. I take this letter and continue to write the essay for JMU as I walk onto the bus from a door on the opposite side of being normal (where the driver sits). The bus is filled with many of my classmates all writing their essays as I walk to the back of the bus and sit down in the back seat, still writing this essay. The entire bus is stressing out that we need to get these essays done. I run down the aisle and get off the bus on the right side this time. Waiting outside is one of my friends from a youth group named Cody. He takes my essay and starts to rip it apart, then runs over to a jar of Peter Pan peanut butter and tips it over. This makes me furious so I run over and stick his face in the jar of peanut butter and he starts to suffocate in it. Then I take him out and throw him on the ground in front of the bus as I repeatedly stomp on his face and body.

Interpretation
James Madison University is my top choice for colleges, so I've been stressing out lately on if I'm going to be accepted or not. This explains the stress part of having to write this essay. Also, these past weeks have all been dedicated to applying to college in my class, so everyone has been talking about it. That is why there are so many other people writing essays for colleges. Last night, my youth group met at a local restaurant and Cody was there harassing me the entire time. He's really short and two years younger than me, so he likes to annoy me to feel as though he is interacting with me. He kept bugging me last night, so I feel the dream showed it, as well as the aggravation I have towards him. Also, I love Peter Pan peanut butter, so that's a given.

12/01/2012

1st Dream
It is christmas at my grandparents house. Things are going pretty normal. I am lucid but not making anything really crazy happen because I am having a good time. I haven't got to spend Christmas with my whole huge family in a long time so it was fun to do. We are in my grandparents basement playing games. My cousin shows up late and wants to spread some christmas cheer. I'm down for that so we all go out caroling in the neighborhood although the only song we sing is Jingle Bell Rock. We do this for a while then head back to the house. It is snowing as we get back. My cousin says he wants to spread more Christmas cheer and I ask him how he wants to do that. He shows me sculptures of the heads of our family members who have died in the past 10 year. He wants to presenent them to the whole family. I luckily persuade him this is a terrible idea and we just rejoin the party.

Later on everyone at the party starts giving me shit for no reason. I have lost lucidity at this point. I get really pissed at everyone because if this. For some reason now my buddy Kyle is there and he has a stolen weed plant he says he got from the neighbors yard. My mom does not approve. Everyone lines up to take a christmas picture and for some reason we decide the best way would be for everyone to do headstands. There were almost 40 of us there. I wish I had that picture for real.

11/14/2012

In this dream I am some sort of private investigator. I go to this lady's house to work a case about her missing dog. The dream started out like a few fairly regular days. I went to the neighbors and questioned them. Then I questioned the lady's daughter's friends. Very basic stuff. A lot of downtime walking and driving places. I always knew where I was going but nothing was actually familiar from real life. The first night I am there we sit down and have thai food for dinner and I go upstairs with the daughter to watch some weird Japanese horror movie. It was very bizarre and I didn't follow the plot very well. At some point during the movie I realize the daughter is into me, which is cool with me because she is a very pretty girl who is home from college for Thanksgiving break. Things get heated and we have a little dream sex then I go to bed in my room (the guest room). I wake up the next day and that day progresses just like any normal day would. Meals, talks, driving, and all kinds of normal mundane stuff. I didn't really question anybody at this point. I think the whole detective part faded out after the first day. Later on the second night me, my brother, the daughter, and one of her friends go to see a movie at the movie theater after dinner. I don't remember what it was about really either because I was occupied with the daughter, although it was strange because there was an intermission during the movie kinda like a play has. Everyone got up and went outside the theater. My brother and I go to the concession stand and grab a few beers for everyone while we waited for the second half of the movie. Instead of going back in though we took off. My brother was in a different car and driving way too fast. A cop pulled out behind him and gave chase. The cop ends up flipping his car off the road. We all go and help him out of his car and he decides to let my brother off for speeding since we helped him. What a guy. We go back to the house and get ready for bed. I am brushing my teeth when the mom comes into the bathroom and tries to jump my bones. I reject her even though she is also good looking. I tell her it is because I am into her daughter. She breaks down and starts crying hysterically. I go to comfort her and she shows me cuts all up and down her arms and says she has been cutting since her husband died. I continue to console her until she feels better and gives her blessing for me being with her daughter. I go lay in bed with her daughter and discuss her mom and what happened, have some more dream sex, and go to sleep. I wake up the next day and stay through lunch, then I leave because I had some other obligation. I wake up as I was leaving. This is by far the most realistic dream I have ever had. I was fully immersed in this other life. When I woke up for real I was completely confused. I didn't know where I was or what day it was. One of the most bizarre experiences I have ever had but cool at the same time.

11/10/2012

1st Dream
Run into an old friend from school. I have been worrying about where to live when my roomate gets married next year and out of the blue this old friend invites me to live with him. I agree and we start to move my stuff in. I wake up and get pretty shitty when I realized it was only a dream.

2nd Dream
I am at my local library checkin out some new books to read. My hands are full and I have my girlfriend get my keys out of my pocket so we can get in the car. She does and we get in the car, but it won't start. As I look at the horizon I see about 20 huge yetis running down the hill straight for my car. I am not worried. All I can think is "fuckin yetis, now we're gonna be late". To what, I have no idea. The yetis run up to the car and begin to shake it back and forth like an angry mob. As they do this they transform into people. Very strange.

3rd Dream
I am sleeping in a hammock in the crows nest of a pirate ship. The view is beautiful as I awake but quickly turns dark and stormy. I have to come down because it's freezing cold and lightning is everywhere. I put on my favorite sweatshirt and head down to the hold. A girl I had a thing for in highschool is there wearing only a towel. She smiles at me, drops the towel, and walks up to me. I wake up. MAJOR BUMMER

This was the night of November 3rd/Morning of November 4th

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Pre-knowledge:
I went to bed around 6AM (Was up late drinking with my friends.) Only got about 4+3/4 hours of sleep. The dream got more and more vivid as it went on. I got more and more aware/lucid as it went on as well. I'm not quite sure whether it started in a street, my room, a mall, or the computer labs at my school. I'll just explain all scenes and how I think they go together.. Again, I will label violent/scary/weird parts in RED

The Dream!

I was at home, in my room. My sister kept bothering me. My friend Jesse came over. My friend Jesse is a pretty big stoner, so I asked my mom for $20 for marijuana.

We went out to this street for I don't know what reason. We were near a car on the side of the road. Two black guys kept talking to me about money and I said something along the lines of "Hey everyone has a use for $20 in today's society!" I turned around back at Jesse and my sister and there was a giant tree I had to go through to get to them.

In the next scene, its my sister, Jesse and I at some sort of store. We were just messing around at the store. Opening random items, tasting things we had never tried before etc. I was eating some sort of Ice cream with my hands as I walked down an isle. The isle slowly turned into the entrance to the computer labs at my uni.

There was a cop there, so I devoured whatever was left in my hand. I talked to the lady at the front desk to use the computers. She yelled to a teacher that his shift was starting soon (I had shown up for class.) There were a lot of chairs along the side of the wall, where people were sitting/studying. I noticed the lady was talking to my Composition teacher who was sitting in one of these chairs. For some reason I got really absorbed by his face. There were suddenly two of him and his face kept changing.

I became lucid somewhere around this point.

He started explaining some concept to me and I was envisioning what he said. He got to a climax in his speech about "YOU NEED PHYSICAL STRENGTH!" I was then on a beach. Me and a group of five people were at one end of a rope, and six on the other. The other team was pulling us pretty slowly. The rope went around a pole in the middle, so both teams pulled in the same direction. We were fighting over a very beautiful naked woman.

I gained some strength and in one big jolt, won the game of tug of war. All the other competitors disappeared once it was over. It was me and this beautiful girl on a tropical island. The island was completely square with beach on all sides. Nobody could get off of the beach as the rest of it was ALL thorns. I kept trying to have sex with this girl, and the scene kept getting creepier. It got really stormy. We turned around one of the corners of the island and down the beach I saw a very strange figure. It was a giant monster. I grabbed the girl and said "It's okay it's only a dream."

I tried to make the monster go away, but I kept focusing on it. It was still slowly approaching. I saw a ton of eyes looking at us from the thorns. The monster kept changing form/shape which is why I was attentive to it. I realized I was paying too much attention to these details, so I turned 180 degrees. Everything disappeared without attention on it. The day went back to normal and the things were gone. I ended up talking to the girl/teasing her in the water. Because I was lucid, I wanted to know what its like underwater, so I tried summoning some goggles. I wanted to explore.

It didn't work, so I turned around and to my luck, there was an ambulance floating in the water. I kept trying to open the things on the ambulance knowing there would be goggles inside. I couldn't open it, so I just ended up going underwater without goggles.

It was beautiful. The color and clarity were so vivid. There were small white fish as far as the eye could see. There were pink streamer like seaweed strands floating in the current, like they were hanging down from the top of the water. The ocean bed was covered in coral and other wild life. There were giant snails and there was a very tall coral formation. There was an octopus on the side, and a mermaid laying on top in a giant white anemone.

At this point, my phone woke me up (Stupid low battery .) I didn't want to waste the day away, so I didn't go back to bed. I am ready for REM rebound tonight!