non-lucid

Dream - Lucid

I was with Ryan. Apparently, his marriage didn't work out, so he went back to me. I was leaning and cuddling on him.

We were then watching some news clip I think of a Middle Eastern or maybe a Spanish guy in a bike race. Something happened, and he started shouting in another language, took a gun, and blew his face off. I didn't look at the part where he killed himself.

His white shirt with various little logos on it was then laid out in front of us. It was clean of any blood, surprisingly. I thought to myself that maybe they washed it. I touched it. I then caught a whiff of sweat. It was from the shirt. I thought about how very hauntingly strange it was that his shirt still smelled like sweat and all that, but he was no longer alive. It was a bit unsettling.

Then, we were outside this small house, and moving on some sort of train with it. I think we were sitting down. The train then picked up speed, and we were then going so fast, that everything, including us, started to look polygonal; the best thing I can compare it to would be N64 graphics. We just kept going faster and faster.

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I then woke up for a bit, tossed and turned, then, when I got comfy and I got my brain to stop going a mile a minute, I felt the buzzing in my head associated with SP. I knew I was going to be in a dream soon, so I concentrated on staying calm so I wouldn't jar myself out of it.

I then was sitting in my living room, staring at an orange cat sitting on the floor. It looked like Pounce, a cat we had to put to sleep last year. I thought that was odd...I must be dreaming. To check, I stared at the cat, and concentrated on changing its appearance. It then changed into an orange and white cat that looked like a cat named Kira I looked after one time. Definitely a dream!

I looked at my hand, and I counted 8 fingers. That's...a lot more extra fingers than I'm used to seeing in dreams. Oh well. My mom then walked quickly by, and down the hallway. I went after her, about to tell her we were in a lucid dream, but I couldn't really talk...it was weird, like something was blocking my voice from coming out.

I then went into the bathroom instead, and looked in the mirror. My face looked weird and dark at first, and was slightly covered by my hair, so I got closer to the mirror, and...my facial features were all mixed up. As I continued to look, some features disappeared completely, and my face looked almost like a blank sheet of skin. Very, very strange.

I woke up after that, but kept my eyes closed, and soon enough, I was feeling the buzzing again. I decided to experiment, and tried to concentrate the buzzing to my heart to see what happened. I didn't notice much difference, so I concentrated it to my head instead. I buzzed for awhile, then, I was again in a dream. I don't remember much from this one, except for there was a point that I was outside, flying amongst the green trees in the daytime, little by little gaining height. I still don't think I could talk.

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I then was in a non-lucid. All I can remember from this is that I was "remembering" a dream "memory". As I was "remembering" it, I wondered if it had been real memory or a dream memory, but ultimately decided it was real. I was "remembering" going to an Asian man's house for sleep therapy. He was in his thirties, and had glasses. I "remembered" sitting in a big living area with him on lots of pillows that covered the floor. I then "remembered" sitting on a bed with him, and watching him smoke heroin out of a glass pipe? It was so weird. I did not join him in partaking of the dangerous drug. I don't think I was supposed to tell anyone about him smoking the heroin.

That's really all I can remember though, is "remembering" going to sleep therapy at this guy's house, and watching him smoke drugs, wondering whether or not it all really happened. I'm sure there was more to it than that, but that's all I can really recall.

I have had a majorly busy week at this new job. I absolutely love it; I am SO blessed to have this job. It's had to be the first thing on my mind though, so dream recall has had to take the back burner. Next week won't be as busy, so I'll be trying to remember more dreams.

Oh, I'm making a Tulpa. Sounds like fun, and it can help make college less bullshit.

10.27.2012

Dr. No can't get his Thing up (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Pretty sure is a dream frag.

Okay, Dr. No, who looks nothing like Dr. No, apparently, based on what I'm recalling on random images, he has ED.

Yeah, weird. Dr. No's Thing is basically saying No to Erection.

LOL.

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10.27.2012

I can Duplicate Money & Eva is a Miner (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm near a brown table, pretty generic, nothing added to make it look a ltitle more appealing. I can make money appear by holding it with my left hand, and then take my right index finger and thumb to flick it around the center.

Flick....money....another flick, MONEY. MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!

Literally.

I started out with coins, pennies, nickles, then quarters, and finally dollar bills, 10 dollar bills and ultimately 100 bucks. The 100 bucks came out of random when I was flicking the 10. Then I looked at the money duplicates, and they were fake. Either way, I'm still having fun creating fake money.

I'm REALLY into this, it's so amazing destroying the dream economy like this, keep flicking and raising the inflation rate Link!

I do a nose plug reality check, hmmmm, can't breathe through properly, or maybe I'm just not plugging it hard enough and breathing in.

After a while, I head to an office to the right of me, it's a casual environment, quiet and empty. The carpet layer seems to be a mix of smoky gray and violet. The walls are probably a light gray color, and I stumbled upon Julia Louis-Dreyfus from Seinfield.

She's wearing a black office suit, with a white dress shirt underneath. Her hair is tied about a bit.

I literally asked her, with a full awareness for once,

"Am I dreaming?" She holds the office phone, which is vanilla colored, to her chest, and does a nod.

Guess who's dreaming? This guy.

Then I finally, for once, get the urge to ask Julia if I can meet Eva right now. She responds,

"Um, she won't be here until 17 minutes?"

I asked her, "Why for such a long time?"

She replies,

"Because she's a miner."

Me: "What?!?!?"

I just stand there for a while, and then started to walk rapidly into some door to my right that led to some dark area, probably the mining area she's in apparently.

I lose lucidity from this point, I think, maybe I'm semi-lucid, but whatever.

I'm at the mining area, and there's this black cave hole to my right. It has Minecart tracks coming out, and SWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH, in comes Eva.

Now I'm seeing things in third person or spectator view, Eva is wearing her default costume from MGS3. I think she's coming close to me, and then wraps her arms around my waist and looks up at me.

I look down at her, and I can't remember anything else after that.

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10.27.2012

Alyzarin and her Vision (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I meet Alyzarin apparently, and she tells me how it takes a while for her vision to come into full color.

First she starts out with Red, Blue, Green Vision, and the Purple finally comes in to make her see things perfectly in full color.

There's some other thing I did with her, but it was random.

Dad

I was in my basement. There were other people with me. We were looking through some stuff of my dad's. One guy was asking how a harmonica worked. (My dad taught harmonica IWL.) I started explaining the button on the Chromatic and the half tones. I compared it to a piano. The piano was cut in half like an organ with two levels. I tried to play a scale but it didn't sound right.

There was one older man who started explaining the harmonica a little bit. He picked up one of my dad's old chromatics and started playing it. His profile view looked just like my dad. I said so, and almost started crying. I said, "I want him here now!" When everyone was gone I did start crying and I said it again.

M.J.

I was with MJ. I was on a skateboard, lying down, and he was on my back. We were going to go somewhere. I ended up leaving him somewhere, but we were supposed to be together.

I was skating back to look for him and was nervous about the hill. My trucks were always loose IWL and I didn't want to get the speed wobbles. I could see cracks in the sidewalk.

I passed someone who asked if I was whistling, and I said that I was. She commented that she liked boobie gluers. (That was people who stared at boobies.)

I skated, turned a corner, and saw a large, black duely, which caused me to turn sharply, and my skateboard went off a little bank almost going into a creek. I reached down to get it. I could barely reach the back of the skateboard with my index and middle finger.

As I picked up the skateboard, it slipped out of my fingers. I REALLY didn't want it to go into the creek because it would have been very difficult to fish it out. I considered how it would create a memory for me if it did go into the creek. That's how I used to think when I did ride a skateboard.

My skateboard almost went into the creek after slipping out of my fingers, but I was spared. I could barely reach it now, but I stretched and got it between my two fingers again. I barely brought it up.

Then I saw my friend had a white station-waggon, but he wanted to save gas money, which is why he was riding on my back on the skateboard.

Real Life;Thoughts / Dream / Lucid

I had a lucid dream last night!

I stayed up until 3 listening to the DreamViews podcast. I finished the episode and went to sleep. As I was going to sleep, my body started to feel lighter and I could tell that my body was falling asleep (also, the sound of my fan was fading out) but I got too excited and I woke up. I sat up for a few minutes and went back to sleep.

I was cleaning my retainer in my bathroom. I was accidentally using hot water instead of cold water. I didn't notice and I set the retainer on the sink and looked into the mirror. Everything was vivid and I was trying to remember how I got there. I looked fine in the mirror. I looked at my hands. They looked.... a bit off. I began to think I was in a dream. Just to make sure, I did an RC with the clock on the wall. I was lucid dreaming! I turned to face the door. Before I opened it, I was thinking of my school so I could transport there. It didn't work. I closed the door and covered my eyes so I could teleport to the school that way. But when I opened my eyes, I woke up. I looked at my alarm clock and it was 3:33, I remembered going to sleep around 3:20. I just had a 10 minute lucid dream! I went back to sleep.

I was at my school at night. Everyone was there and everything seemed normal. During lunch, one of my friends came up to me and gave me this weird lollipop that had poprock/firecrackers in it and tasted sour. I decided to take it to my homeroom teacher so it wouldn't melt. I walked down Main Street (which is what we call the main hallway in our school) and put the lollipop in the freezer that was on her desk. When I left her room, I walked past my crush but I thought this was real life so I didn't say anything to him. I walked out to the school courtyard and there was this couple that was breaking up with each other (in reality, they break up about once a month.). When the rest of the students burst into song and started to sing "Womanizer" to the guy that broke up with the girl, I was in the sky watching the whole "performance". Dream began to destabilize.

I woke up.

12/01/11
8:00am

I was in a small group of people and everyone was impressed with a man in the group who had recently learned and completely mastered the English language. (This is something that anyone who has read my journal knows that I have completely failed to do. And English is my only language.)

12/09/11
8:00am

Someone said they liked my big bad wolf hat that I made for Halloween.

09/15/11
9:00am

Driving car past the shopping centre and turn at the stop light to pick up some passengers (about 3). I get back to the stop light and blow my nose. A dark jelly like blood comes out that I can smell. I say something and pull back on the the road.

09/02/2011
8:30am

2 guys and I were on the run and needed back packs. I had a rifle and one guy had a hand gun. Together we went into a small store next to the apartments I grew up in. Instead of robbing the place outright we peruse the shelves and hide our guns.

While looking I hide the rifle by leaning it up against one of the racks that had glass sides and held folded T-shirts. The hand gun was slid under another rack. I continued to look but couldn't choose a back pack. We where running out of time.

The store owner walked over to the door and locked it because he thought something was wrong. I instinctively made a run for it and found that the door was indeed not locked. As I leave I signal the other guys to hurry up and yell "Lets Fn' go already!!!"

Outside in the parking lot I realize that we failed to get a backpack. We ran off through the field and it became night as I remember stomping through the grass and around a mud puddle.

08/29/2011
6:00am

Fragment 1
Stepped out of an ice cabin and into the snow. My feet were frozen in ice.

Fragment 2
Strange musical instruments.


09/01/11
I was growing and styling weird multi color hair on my head.

08/16/2011

Had a dream about submarines and Voldemort.

Broke into the local newspaper office. We went way into the back where storage was kept. There was a large pile of plushy animals and squirt guns. The heavy door behind us closed and I needed to guess the password. I guessed right. Outside the window of the back room(which was slightly below ground level) was a side walk. Through the window in the dark I saw a man's shoes and he was whistling. They either caught us or where planning to catch us with a large sack.

08/13/2011
7:00am

There was a picture frame in this dream but I can't remember what it had to do with anything.

I was with a small group of people hanging out and due to some misunderstanding I thought the seating arrangement was messed up. I also thought that I should be sitting closer to my girlfriend.
I'm telling a stupid story about Austin's unfortunate licence plate to Seth, Jeb, Mell, Sam and my girlfriend and being quiet about it for some reason. Austin leaves and I say "Take it easy man..Peace." I'm thinking that my girlfriend might take off soon.

08/09/2011
7:00

Part 1 "Heist"
Some heist. I ordered a truck / school bus. Duck up front of some building. the door I needed was in the back.

Part 2 "Leaving in a Hurry"
I was shaving my head when the doorbell rang. I rush outside to catch the bus. It is dark outside and I think I am in M. Village. I realize that I have shaving cream on half of my head and face.

7/25/2011
3:00am

Part One "Breathing Apparatus"
I was in a crowd near a pond watching a large goofy looking man explaining life. He talked about love, his woman, and something about death. People start leaving and the man's woman's mother tries to stop them from leaving. She babbles on "blah, blah, blah"

The crowd's exodus turns into something of a game of hide and seek. After running over a small sand dune, running across some grass and down a road I came around to the opposite side of the large pond. I dive in and swim across underneath the surface using a strange breathing apparatus. It was shaped like an extruded squarish U.S.B. port about 1 inch long and 1/2 inch wide. Inside the apparatus was slid a piece of metal with holes in it. Front view of screen---> _|""|_ side view---> |""""""""|. The breathing apparatus was also like a whistle.

I came out of the water and climbed up onto the base of a metal tower near the members of the crowd that hadn't left. There were four young couples( 2 girls sitting on the 2boys laps). At their feet was an empty computer case and some more breathing apparatus parts.

Part Two "Realizing I'm a Ghost"
I watch to building maintenance looking fellows slide a coffin into its place which was a hole in the corner of the room.

My point of view changes and I am laying on my back looking up at them inside the wall space. One had a flash-light and was doing some electrical work, and installing my coffin. The other guy spoke some words over the deceased "Well Mevin(one of their names)...Lived know they aren't, know iev they ain't". Somehow this meant something along the lines of "Well at least the dead lived and that is nice."

I then see Ben A. from work and am startled to realize that I am floating right up near his face. "Ah Hi there!" I shake his hand. Mevin tells Ben that I am supposed to be in the coffin but doesn't see me. I figured maybe I was in the coffin so I floated by Ben's face and said "Ooooohhooo". I check the name on the coffin and a locker door / dry wall that partitioned the coffin from the room. It felt spooky to realize that I was a ghost. I then woke up.

Over 10 years ago.


Dreamed that I was in an infinite bright white space (kind of like the Matrix simulator). There was a large white statue of a horse wildly rearing up and though it was motionless, I felt that it was alive.

As I approached, monk like beings cloaked in white robes began to gather around. I remember trying to speak to a few of them but they formed groups and whispered amongst themselves. Then I noticed one that was different than the rest. He was slightly taller than, had more power and was to ultimately decide what was done with me.

The being came too me and I felt evil in him and a sense that he was the celestial equivalent of an emperor. I could not see his face but I knew that he had decided that my fate was to die.

Just then the horse grasped me with his front legs lifting me up off the ground and squeezed. No matter how I tried I could not free myself and the pain and panic was growing. I couldn't breath and soon became woozy and the world darkened. After that was a black nothingness.
There was existence but I had no sense of self or any other thought.

Old dream when I was probably about 10 years old.

Dreamed that I was up in the air and when I tried to walk I would rise just as if there were stairs under my feet. I tried to walk down but I kept going up, up, up. Eventually the air got thin and I was having trouble breathing. I woke up face down on my pillow.

Long time ago when I was about 4 or 5 years old as I went to bed after watching the wizard of Oz

Dreamed that I began to spin wildly and was lifted out through the window of my bedroom. I shook myself awake and told my Mom what had happened. It was scary.