non-lucid

Dear diary,

mood: apatheti-

Had to. Anyvay.

I believe I have had two sort of Lucid Dream experiences, if not please correct me on these. They could just be reality effected dreams or something of the sort. I may have had more before, but I cannot recall them. On that note, I may have had more than the ones I am about to mention. Anyways.

The first too realistic dream was when I was in the 5th grade. So about 10 or 11 years old, about a decade ago. I was very into Godzilla. Our class pet was an Iguana, named Flick. I wanted to take him home for the summer so bad, but alas. I did not win the drawing, nor would my parents allow it. I honestly don't know why I would want it, other than to observe it. The freewill of animals has always sort of scared me, like when a big toad hops towards me it creeps me out a little still. I would catch frogs as a kid, but the second they move in my hand, I would open my hand. I actually killed a friends frog on accident because of this later on in life.

The dream was quite odd. I was at a fairground, there were many circus type tents around, layed out like buildings, sort of gridded by streets. I was having a great time doing whatever it was I was doing there. Suddenly, a giant Iguana emerged from the horizon. I did as anyone would do, freak out. I took cover into one of the many tents, and waited for what felt like a very long time. Still, the monster found me and pulled me out by my leg. He then proceeded to shake me, breaking my leg, simultaneously waking me up. When I awoke my leg was between the bed and the wall, and I woke up probably by twisting my leg.

The second vivid dream I will share was very brief. It was in the 7th or 8th grade, the night after Halo 2 came out. I had a toy that was an illuminating ball wrapped in a stretchy rubber spikey shell. When you squeeze it, it lit up. I had removed the casing, so it was just a light up ball. For some reason it was underneath my pillow that night.

In the dream, I was myself, or Master Chief, or some sort of super soldier fighting off aliens. In the dream I pulled out a plasma grenade(a glowing blue grenade that sticks to opponents) and pushed the button to activate it before throwing it. I then woke up with the light up sphere toy flashing in my hand as I lobbed it into my wall out of fear of it being a live grenade. Great. So onto now.

Tonight will be the 5th night I have attempted to LD. The first night, I was way too tired and just rolled onto my side and went to sleep. The second night was a different story however.

I first initiated by trying to have controlled breathing, sleep breathing, whatever. Next, I began the "shut down" of my body, while keeping my body awake by performing multiplication problems 1322•2•2•2 so on and so forth. When I realized I could control my blinking I started to feel like I was going to fall asleep.

In order to prevent this, I kept doing what I was doing (multiplying odd numbers by two) in order to keep my mind "running hot" so to speak. After this, I began to feel a spinning sensation and was beginning the entry phase I believe. Then, out of nowhere a wild sno-

Lightning struck outside, illuminating my eyelids scaring the living crap out of me. This increased my heart rate, and caused me to beginning breathing heavily. Being semi-conscious, this creeped me out. I do not like my heart rate getting like that.

The third and fourth nights follow a similar story to the first, basically just falling asleep or losing the will to stay awake so on and so forth. Last night, the fourth night, I did have a vivid dream which I failed to record, which I will do so in a separate entry.

Maybe there I will begin to get creative with my entries fonts and stuffs.

I will try again tonight to LD. I will keep trying until I do so!!

Improvising a Screenplay (11:51)

I'm randomly driving around a town, improvising a screenplay aloud. I know some of the scenes won't come out perfect, but that's okay, because I'm only planning to use this as a sort of first draft. Once, a woman in a nearby car gives me a funny look, presumably because I'm apparently having a conversation with myself. Haha, oops.

The policemen and policewomen in this town are mounted on horseback, dressed in smart-looking blue uniforms with giant white feathers in their hats. There seem to be a lot of them on the road right now; I wonder why. Also, since I'm having trouble paying attention to the signs on the road and therefore making no few accidental violations of the law, I hope none of them have noticed me yet.

This car is new, and it comes with one of those small remote controls which can lock and unlock the doors. But this one also has another neat feature: if you're driving in a residential area and you click a certain button, the car automatically detects the nearest parking space, and directs your attention to it by slowing down and angling in that direction. There's a related feature for pulling out of parking spots which somehow detects passing traffic. I park and unpark a few times before eventually getting out to meet up with my family. I explain to them about the cool functionality in our new car.

Group Transportation (8:45)

A group of students at my college are traveling together one evening to get somewhere. However, the current stage of our trip is rather ad hoc: we're waiting on a curb to get picked up by people who have cars, but we're not sure who will be in which cars. So when I get in a friend's car and he drives off, I notice that there's someone back on the curb who didn't get a car, but there's still a spare seat in this car. I doubt my friend will be too happy about going back for him, but I tell him, anyway. He immediately starts turning around, but it's a complicated process, because this is a busy highway. For instance, we have to go a couple hundred feet down a side street.

Eventually we pick up the other guy. Then, later, we stop at a house on the outskirts of the city. I've never been here before. After a few minutes, it occurs to me to ask my friend whose house this is. He says it's somebody's dad's.

Frags:

• I'm watching a Miyazaki film in a theater. I'm surprised to realize, suddenly, that it's been dubbed in English, rather than just using subtitles.

Wing Women (6:30)

A group of girls is talking to me in a side room. At the end of the conversation, they form a semicircle around one girl in the middle and ask me a question: something about adding up all of their ages and dividing by five. I realize that what they're really doing is trying to tell me that the girl in the middle is really cute and I should really consider dating her, because it would make her happy. Reflexively, I smile in response to the friendly gesture, and I actually think my smile turns out to be a nice one. Then the other girls go back to the main room, leaving me with the cute girl.

Despite being pretty sure of what I was just told, I'm still nervous about asking her on a date. We exchange a few awkward half-glances and half-sentences, then she asks me if I want to go to the parking lot. It will be quieter out there, so that's probably a good idea. We go back to the main room and find some friends trying to arrange rides home. One of them, a first-year from my college, has a small four-seater. Someone goes off to find her so we can ask her for a ride. Meanwhile, I realize that it's raining out here. I stack my belongings into a pile to protect them from the water. Another guy from my college, in the year above me, shows up. He's a pretty big guy, so he might not fit into the car with the rest of us, but I figure I should ask if he can come anyway. While we're waiting for the car's owner to arrive, I mention something about the rain, and the guy points out that I have a sports jacket in my pile of stuff, so I should just wear it, 'cuz that's what it's for. I suppose I can understand his frustration, because formal jackets are used nowadays only for fashion, not for utility.

The car's owner shows up, and I ask her if the guy can fit in the car with everyone. "He really can't," she responds. "I mean, look." The other passengers are loading in their musical instruments, including a cello and a double bass. They're taking up a lot of room already. I slide in my viola case underneath the others, then look around at all the passengers we're trying to squeeze in. I think we might all be able to fit.

Morning Dash (6:30)

I've invited a guy over to my house to work on a homework project. When we sit down at a table to work, I start asking him to help me fix some parts of my personal appearance, like my eyebrows and my hair. He gets angry and leaves.

Mom asks me to help her pack lunches for my sisters. I consider it for a moment, but then I decide that I have too much work to do this morning to help her with that. I tell her as much.

Later, I'm mostly packed to leave to catch the bus. Then my middle sister comes into the kitchen and starts talking about something interesting. A few minutes later, I look at the time and let out a yelp. I ask Mom if she thinks I can still make it to the bus on time, and she says she thinks so. I run out the back door and down the hill. When I look over my shoulder, I see the bus on a road behind me. It'll be going around the hill, so I have a bit of time before it reaches the stop, but I have to run as fast as I can. On the way, I get a little confused about where the bus stop is. I'm running along an unkempt path through the grass, with only two parallel lines of dirt to indicate that vehicles come through here. Then my sisters come running in from a side path. "That's the path Mom always uses," I call out to them, laughing. Then we find the bus stop. The bus is waiting for us.

So I'm walking through this place in Europe with all this trash everywhere, and I'm spreading seeds on the ground that will eventually eat up all the trash and chemicals. My brother is asking me a billion questions about it, and I guess I'm answering him. Then he starts talking business...like we can make tons of money off of cleaning up the earth, depending on how we get the seeds, and travel and all this other crap. I really didn't want to do that. I just wanted to help out.

11/19/2012
5:30am
non lucid

A couple guys and I stood outside on the well lit patio of a small country home at night. There were no lights on in the house. An old screen door was slightly opened but the main door was shut. Against the house was a few old chairs, a walking stick, and probably a couple old rusty tools. To one side of the house was a barely visible dirt road that disappeared beyond some bushes and out into the night. Just behind the bushes parked on the side of the road I could see the top of a faded blue Chevy truck.

We knew some guys were coming out to gun us down but we had some sort of plan. One guy came running up and said they were coming. Soon enough one guy came up to us, pulled out a shotgun and pointed it at the DC nearest the front door. The gunman had an average build, brown hair, flannel shirt, blue jeans, and boots. This didn't bother me much because I knew that one of my DC buddies was supposed to be sneakin' up behind the bushes any minute. He was supposedly a insanely dangerous guy that nobody should mess with and he had dealt with this sort of situation before.

What I thought was going to happen is that he would come up and shoot the gunman from the bushes with some sort of dart or arrow. Once I knew he was out at the bushes I began to talk to the gunman. "You don't wanna do that man." I said "you better get out of here...your times running out man..better run..". It was then that I noticed the guy I was waiting for was holding up a pair of antlers from behind the bushes. Then he was only holding up one antler. It was some sort of signal to us that he was there and ready. "This is retarded. Shoot the guy already" I thought. However, before he could do anything, the gunman ran off down the road.

Now it was just me outside and I walked toward the dirt road to meet two more of our crew which were coming up the road with weapons. One quickly moved past me and into the house but the next guy stopped in front of me. He was just about the nerdiest guy I've ever seen with high blue waisted pants, yellow button up shirt, and carrying some really poorly made bows and quivers full of arrows with equally poor construction. He handed me one bow and a quiver and we made our way into the house.

As I was going into the house and the dream theme began to transition, I noticed that my bow could bend in the middle like a hinge which made it practically useless. The nerds bow was in the same condition. Directly inside was the living room and directly to the right of us was the back of a couch and to the left was a wall. A kitchen and hall way opened up to the left at the end of the wall. Things were fairly cluttered, dishes were dirty, and someone was constructing a home made play pen between the kitchen and the couch in the living room.

The play pen had four small PVC pipes, one at each corner and held in place by something heavy yet not sturdy enough. Wrapped around the pipes was a tarp like material. The pen had no floor and the carpet was covered in small shredded scraps of cardboard or something like that. The sides were also trying to fall in. The nerd went to one side and bent his bow into a ninety degree angle and used it to stabilize one corner. I followed suit with the opposite corner and was happy to be rid of the stupid bow. As we headed into the kitchen the dream transitioned again.

I found my self on the run as I shuffled out of the kitchen and through hallways of an old wooden ship / submarine. I was looking for a way out and also searching for something. Finally I came to a spot where I could just barely squeeze myself up and through a path in the upper corner of a hallway. I lifted myself up through the opening and out into the water. I held on to the ship which appeared to be partially sunk. The hole where I had come out was gone and in front of me just inside a break of the hull was a medium sized treasure chest. I opened the chest and and gazed inside to find more empty containers which were shaped like the tops of bird houses and were all fitted together on their sides. I figured that I hadn't found anything worth much and so I swam off toward the shore.

note: I think this part of my dream must have bin partly inspired by Assassins Creed III.

There were a few rocks sticking up out of the water but the waves were calm and blue, the sun bright, and the beach was sandy and beautiful. I didn't get very far when I had second thoughts about the treasure and decided to turn around. However before I got back to the ship a jet boat came speeding from behind some nearby rocks. At this point and this point only, the boat was towing a matching trailer. It was those same jerks from the first part of the dream and the driver was heading straight for me. When they hit me I somehow managed to grab onto the boat and without them noticing that I was still alive. Careful not to get cut up by a propeller which the boat shouldn't have had I made my way to the back of the boat and took a look inside.

There were three guys total but one of them was only a young teenager who was asleep in the back seat. I considered secretly throwing them all over board one by one. I would have to start with the kid but I couldn't take the chance that he could get hurt or drown. Before I made any decision the boat crashed into the beach, throwing us all onto the beach. Again the dream transitioned.

Next thing I remember was standing inside a cave on the beach amongst the wreckage. One of the guys was pointing a shotgun at one of my buddies again. I remember trying not to kill anyone and somehow I manage to stop any violence from occurring. Some of the wreckage may have been alien spaceships and there was also other bits of technologically advanced equipment around the cave. Most of this equipment was actually human and was used to examine the alien stuff many years ago. It felt like this cave had been forgotten several years ago by the US government..kinda Stargate-ish . There was a dusty row of monitors and some small cube-ish computing modules all lined up on shelves.

Last transition and I am observing a conversation between people wearing lab-coats in a CSI type evidence lab. There were two guys sitting down near a security door and a female investigator was asking them about some breach in security that had happened somewhere. The two guys kind of shrugged brainlessly like they had no idea there was a problem. Apparently they had let an imposter get through their background check system...twice. The investigator looked through an evidence tray filled with what I think was pot and grabbed a large brownish-orange medicine container also filled with the same stuff. She looked over at the too men and asked "But why would they use this place to get through twice?" She was implying that the guys had messed up and that the imposter had used this lab because it was easy.


END

11.21.2012

Kaomea's DJ entry (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I'm having those dreams where I read dream journals again.

And guess what? The DJ system is back, glad that things are safe enough to have them out again at least.

I'm scrolling down down some entries, and they're all a blur to me because I'm scrolling way too fast. I see the basic color of Dream Views, at least the format I have in waking life that's transcended towards the association I see here in the dream.

I see Kaomea made a post, and I was going to click the ">>" button to get to it. I saw that there were 11 comments overall in her post, and I scrolled down really quick to see what it was about.

At that time, I just wanted to see who was having a conversation with her, wasn't too interested in the content of the conversation though.

So I scroll up, and Kaomea has a lot of pictures of very strong sexual nature. She had a dream involving something really sexual and enticing, that she even collaborated a video that matched what she had in a dream.

But she takes bits of what occurred in the video, and made snapshots of them. In the majority of those pictures, there's a naked lady bending down on her knees. She has sweat and small drips of water at the right parts, the eye-candy....the breasts, near her stomach, her face, and near her vagina.

These same spots made her look majestic, she was simply beautiful when it comes to just looks alone. Her body was lean, tight, and fit. She didn't have abdominal muscles showing as much, but her contours around her thin and curvy stomach made that concern insignificant.

She's closing her eyes, has her mouth slightly opened, her dark red lips entices me to look at her face instead of the rest of her tanned and soft skinned body. It's weird to describe the texture of her skin. It was soft, like I stated, but it was also firm too...it was in between.

Kaomea basically made the pictures stand out more, and used as less words as possible.

After that, I can't remember anything else, other than being shocked at how much she exposed this female naked.

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11.21.2012

Elie's Etherion Goes CRAZY (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Let me give you a brief summary on what Etherion really is in the anime/manga series, Rave Master.

Basically just think of it as a power that can take off a huge chunk of Earth if it's not released sporadically.

I'm honestly surprised I wasn't shitting myself on how much power could've been released in this dream. And I'm starting to get why I had this dream.........the power of Etherion, its potential to destroy a world and much more is associated with how I'm not holding on to practical grounds in this world, and that maybe my passions are starting to become too chaotic.

Maybe. Just maybe...I don't a have lot of Rave master theme dreams, so it's probably a sign.

Anyway.

I'm inside a building, but that main point of focus here is that it's a fairly long hallway. The walls are white, the flooring, I'm not to sure of, it mixes around from blue, white, and other colors I didn't focus too much on. There seems to be some content on the walls, but there's so much paper stuck on the walls that it's too overwhelming to even bother looking at them.

They all had the same format, but were just in sporadic and random locations.

Which means there could've been a message my mind is trying to give to me.

I feel that I'm Haru Glory, from Rave Master, or at least just wearing his default jacket costume in the anime series. I didn't realize this until later, but I had a quiver strapped on my back with a few arrows on it. I also believe I had a sword, but my recall is a bit shady, so I'm not so sure.

Elie, one of the main characters in the series, seems to have Etherion going full blast, and everyone is fucking panicking on how to seal this power.

Yeah, that's what happens when Etherion is released...things go chaotic, she goes into a mini-coma, and all hell breaks loose in trying to seal it.

Spoiler for :If I were lucid":

If I was lucid, I would obviously use Rune Save and just seal the power, since it is an intangible power that can't be cut.

In summary of what Rune Save actually is, it's one of the forms of the sword Haru uses in the series that can cut things that aren't tangible. Etherion is not tangible in mankind's perception, so Rune Save....it doesn't cut tangible things...just intangible things.

Major contradiction, but that sword itself kicks ass if you know how to use it. Magers don't have ANY chance against you with it , IIRC on its potential.

I see that various people, that I can't really recall too well on their visages, are trying to stop Etherion from expanding, and potentially blowing up the place we're in. Their magic attacks are not working obviously, it's way too late to do anything.

Then I get the idea that if magic doesn't work on magic, that weapons like arrows will do the job. I guess the reason I was thinking that was because of the combat triangle in Runescape that I was so used to when playing it.

In short:
Rangers own Mages,
Mages own Meleers,
Meleers own Rangers

So I become aware of the few stacks of arrows in the quiver I have attached to me. I grip my bow out, take an arrow out of the quiver quickly, and aimed for Elie.

But I can't make the reflex to just shoot her immediately. I struggle, because I'm worried that I might injure her. I finally let go of the arrow and it doesn't AFFECT her at all.

If you skip to 4:43-5:07, that's the power of Etherion, at the initial stages, which is still kind of scary.

FUCK.

I have no PLAN B, C, D, E, F, G, H, OR Z!

And because I don't have the logic of Rune Save (the sword) applied to in this dream, I start to get worried on how to deal with this situation, while Elie is in a mini-coma, and the Etherion within her is going crazy.

After that, don't know how I solved this dream, maybe it just faded away....

So I'm at this war torn area that has been over run by zombies, and there are several factions there that are fighting....mainly for their lives, but each other too.

Random Civilians: it's their city, and they plan on defending it
A group of secret security: I'm pretty sure they're related to what caused the outbreak in the first place.
Random mercenaries: They're trying to help out the remaining civilians and get a little target practice. I think I may be with these guys.

I'm walking down a road in the middle of this huge city, debris is cluttered everywhere and it looks like something out of the end of a transformers movie minus the robots. I see one guy wearing Vietnam era cammy's and it has all this writing over it. He's talking to himself, about things that's been going on. We started talking, and he said he only wanted to find out the truth behind what happened there. We came across some important documents, and took them to one of his hiding spots. There were weapons laying on bed, and it actually reminded me a little bit like a room in my grandmothers house. Anyways, the guy starts reading and he says the project started when they decided to build 45 houses underground. It's not really safe here, so the guy tells me to grab some weapons and roll out. I grabbed a shot gun, and some sort of submachine gun and draped it across my back. I was so disappointed that this guy didn't have any katana laying around....they don't run out of bullets.

But there's no time to dwell on that. One of the secret security people rushed in the room. He was wearing a black motorcycle helmet and all black leather. He shot at me twice and I dodged both times, kicked him in the shins and shot him in the face. Apparently I was dreaming in pg, because he died, but there wasn't any gory damage done. We got separated and I got infect some way. I met up with A, and someone else. They didn't want to kill me, but I told them they would half to. A was talking about finding a cure or some crap, and I slapped her in the face as hard as I could and said "just get it out of the way". She still didn't want to. We were at the city limits of town, and supposedly it had some sort of invisible force field around it, but I was able to pass through.....

Meanwhile in a total unrelated dream

I'm talking on the phone to Kaomea, and we're talking about what should we do when we met up. I think we were bouncing ideas off of each other, but we didn't come up with anything set in stone. All of a sudden I asked "what if things got sexual?"..."cause you know, I get like that sometimes". She told me she didn't mind. I didn't mind either, but I didn't want to make it a goal, nor did I want to get her upset about something that could have just randomly happened out of force of habit (can't even count how many "plan B moments" I've had).

Something happens here....because we're in the same car, and I don't know who's driving, but we're both in the back seat.

I want to say it's a white girl driving, but again.....I can't really picture it that much anymore. We're having one of those general "get to know you" conversations at this point, and she asks me about music. There's rap music playing at the moment, and I told her I could give her an example of what I like. I pulled out my cellphone and opened Pandora. I played an instrumental song that had rap influences, but the beat was more complex. My phones speakers were filling up the car like it was connected to the sound system. I stopped it.....waited. Played it again, and I got the same results.

Couldn't get on here earlier to fill out entry but wanted to post about my dreams last night..
At one point I was fighting an old friend of mine but not on my own, there was another friend of ours involved too & it was 2 on 1, me and another guy verses this old friend of mine. This is appropriate because we haven't been great friends recently and also this other guy actually did have a fight with him a few weeks back which I just heard about.
The next part of the dream involved me being at the old house I grew up in (a common dream sign of mine) and there were a group of people there including my Dad & Gordan Ramsey, a famous British chef! We were all eating fish and chips and I remember taking out everyone's plates afterwards & putting the leftovers in the fridge. Can't remember much else but thought I'd record what I could here

[Monday, November 19th, 2012]
(Plenty of dreams, but I don't remember most of them. I finally decided to jump up and record the last one for once.)

The last thing I remember- I'm in Bashas with a bunch of other kids from school. I decide to go steal something while no one is looking since I'm hungry. I go to the Pharmacy section but notice kids surrounding the area. I instead turn around and head for the deli section. People are here too. I hear someone ask, "Do you prefer raw raspberries or blueberries? ... Raspberries." And then Cassidy Solpher asks, "Does anyone want to try some of my home cooked meal? It's fully cooked but I can't eat any yet." I then started eating a warm pasta off a shelf, there was beef, alfredo sauce, big long noodles, and mushrooms.

<I woke up.>

I was at a seafood festival of some kind where people were cooking various fried and other kinds of foods. The person making prawns at this one booth had to leave for some reason, and I took over his position. I made a number of these seemingly half steamed half fried prawns cooked on some sort of water grill with 3 pen-skewers. Occasionally the water would boil over, and the last time this happened the pens broke into pieces and they went down the drain with the prawns. They all went down into the drain on the floor (the inside of the booth was like a giant sink) and I was only able to save the caps, although they soon were lost too. I then received a card from my mother attached to one of 4 fried foods which I could choose, I chose the croquette and noticed a card from the Massachusetts College of ????? ????? (possibly good hope). We were going to go to the college although my mother didn't want to, and the last thing to happen before waking up was my brother driving out of the parking lot in front of the festival.

Was playing some sort of adventure FPS game. It was a bit bugged because some creatures didn't move at all, while some were a bit too strong and could one shot me. I ventured forth and had to run from most of them because they were huge (about giant sized). I saw one of those hands from the zelda series that grab you and throw you back to the beginning of the world. I tried killing it but it just wouldn't die so i ran past it. I then find the entrance to the place where i need to be. I seemed to be in some sort of wasteland, that's all i recognised.

First entry, not exactly sure how I should start it off.

A few nights ago, I was able to recall 4 dreams and explain each of them to my boyfriend when I woke up and started a Skype call. Normally, I'm left confused when I wake up because of how vivid my dreams are. I am often left scrambling to the surface, especially if I'm trapped in a nightmare. I can never tell the difference between a dream and reality.

With that being said, however, because my boyfriend is so into dreams (lucid, wild, and just about anything to do with dreams really), I've started to notice things in my dreams that would normally make me think "I'm just dreaming". The stupid part about this though, I'm 90% of the time not even in control of my body, it's like I'm running on autopilot or I'm in a video game or something.

Anyhow, a few nights ago I had a strange dream where I went back in time (I'm not sure how many years, but my neighbors weren't there anymore so I'm assuming more than 10 years ago), which made my surrounding world appear in black and white. In most of my dreams, I'm being chased by something, and in this particular case it was a man with a really messed up face. Trying to recall the dream now is hard, because I didn't really care to hold tightly to the details, but the interesting part was going into the little "Sam's Market" about a half mile from my house. When I walked in, color was retained again and for some odd reason it was more like a 7-11, not like how the actual layout of the store really is. I wandered up and down the isles, picking up a twinkie and then putting it back.

I can't remember much after that, to be honest.

I honestly think the only reason I had a lucid dream (about a month ago) in the first place, was because I was talking about it RIGHT before I went to sleep, I was playing unblock me (which ironically helps me ease into sleep) and I had been waking up every hour (pretty sure I have insomnia of some sort).

I guess I just have to do reality checks every hour for a week until I can try and become lucid in my dreams. I don't really fancy being chased around all the time.

DJ Log: November 18, 2012 – 6:45PM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: After being awakened by the phone earlier in the morning due for an emergency call, I took a nap this afternoon to try and catch up on a little lost sleep.)

I am traveling with a group of friends on a highway. I am in my car with another guy and there are a few other friends in separate vehicles. I am leading the line of us in the right lane as several vehicles pass us in the left lane.

Suddenly, a huge wreck happens right in front of me. I brake and swerve to the right and end up getting sideswiped by one of the crashing cars. This pushes my car into the guard rail, causing my car to spin around in a circle. While spinning, a small SUV strikes my front end. My car finishes the full spin and then hits the guard rail again and slides to a stop on its left side.

After a bit of struggle, I manage to free myself and crawl away from the car. My legs are hurt, so I use my arms to drag myself away from the car and into the grass. As I crawl, I push away debris to avoid dragging myself over it. I find an inflated airbag laying in the grass, so I lean against it and then try to find out why my legs are tingling and won't work. My legs look fine. There are no tears in my jeans and no visible blood anywhere.

One of my friends who was driving separately runs up and asks me, “Are you OK?” I reply, “Yes. Is the passenger OK?” He replies, “He was taken to the hospital, but he is going to be OK.” I ask, “What was wrong?” He replies, “He got his leg caught under the dash.”

Suddenly, I can feel my legs again and they start working. I ask for a hand getting up. He helps me to my feet and I am able to stand up on my own. One of the medics walks over and asks me if I need assistance. I refuse medical assistance and he walks away.

DJ Log: November 18, 2012 – 8:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: This was a short dream into which I transitioned due to external stimuli. I have no recall of the previous dream.)

I am running through a dark room, trying to find the phone that is ringing. When I pass a doorway, I hear the phone ringing. I run in and pick up the handset but the line is dead, much like the scene in The Matrix when Cypher flips out and betrays everyone.

After a short moment, I hear another phone ringing. I turn around to find it and suddenly wake up to my cell phone ringing. My ring tone is the vintage Western Electric bell ringer.

DJ Log: September 11, 2012 – 7:00AM (USA Pacific)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: This entry was found in the middle of blank pages in my DJ notebook. I only found it because the corner of the page had a slight fold to it.)

Hanging out at a large farm house with several other people. We're talking about these creatures who move under the ground similar to the movie Tremors. They can detect low frequency vibrations from things such as: vehicles running, people walking/running, loud music, machinery, etc. There are several large dogs who can detect when the creatures are coming close. One of the guys wanders off to find a working vehicle when one of the creatures comes racing toward him. He jumps into a dump truck and tries to get it started, but it won't start up. The creature pops out of the ground near the truck and tries to attack. One of the dogs runs up and is able to distract the creature long enough that the guy can run back to the farm house.

A few minutes later, I wander off quietly with a couple of other guys and two dogs. We walk away from the house and approach one of the large bank barns. On the left side of the barn, we can see some dirt moving as one of the creatures is moving around. We step gently and approach very quietly. Once we step into the barn, we quickly climb into the loft. There are shelves along one side wall which are full of guns and boxes of ammunition. I pick up a large box and fill it, then look on the floor and find a case of flare guns.

Deciding to test the flare guns against the creatures, I fire one toward the ground where it was moving. The creature comes out of the ground and raises its head into the air, growling at us. I fire a second flare directly into the creature's mouth and after a short struggle, it drops dead on the ground. One of the other guys picks up all of the flare guns he can carry and we quietly walk back to the house.

We get back to the house and start loading all of the guns. One of the guys walks off to find a vehicle. Gets into a red trash compactor truck and drives it back toward the house. Two creatures follow him closely, waiting for him to get out.