non-lucid

I was waiting for something. Then i found myself in a staircase, there was a door, which i opend. Behind that dor a large apardment appeared, i found the father of a girl in the second floor, and i started to drink wiski with him. It was fun, and somehow, we decidet, that he should take his trousers off and play the piano, while doing that, he told me a story about a concert in which everyone just staared at his naked food, and he was iritatedby that, because he wanted that people hear the music he playd. However, i went on up and the stairs where really high to the third floor, and there, lived the girl (rut) i wantet to meet initially, she told me, that she may be pregnant, but she did not really know, she decided to let it go as it will happen. she also told me, that she did not feel to finde with her boyfriend.

Political dream 10/12

There was this huge building, it had about 3-4 floors but the shape resembled the worlds largest round barn in Marshfield, Wisconsin. It had many glass windows with futuristic feel to it. My mom and dad were downstairs, listening to Mitt Romney speak. In this timeline Mitt Romney had become President. I was on the second floor listening to Mitt Romney's brother, Scott. He was doing a press briefing for Mitt. I was impressed that he could answer every question given to him so well. Apparently he knew his brother better than Mitt knew himself. Throughout the press briefing Scott's phone kept ringing. I don't remember him answering it. He just held this large dinosaur of a cell phone in his hand and made witty comments about it any time it rang. He was interesting to listen to, but eventually I got bored and went downstairs to see if mom and dad were done yet.

Short Lucidity 10/13

My aunt and uncle visited our house. They were looking at how different it was since they were last there. I was lounging on the double recliner in our living room which I normally use while browsing my laptop. My relatives were in awe of how beautiful our house was, which was odd. Our house isn't all that special in waking life. I never actually saw much of the house in the dream but it did indeed seem fancier than normal. I got up and found myself in a covered porch. It had a really nice glass roof and the walls were made of logs. I then went outside with my family, continuing the tour. While listening to their conversation I suddenly realized I was dreaming. I have no clue how I knew, but once I noticed I flew straight into the air. Both fists facing the sky I decided "Why not fly to outer space?" I looked down and the ground was so far away. I felt amazed by how easy it always is to fly, then out of nowhere I slam to the ground. I fall so quickly I am thinking "I am dreaming, but I will hit the ground so hard I may die. What is going to happen?" I blacked out for a second, and got back up. I felt sick out of nowhere, but decided to fly back into the air. I got a short distance up and the dream ended.
When I stated I felt sick, it is funny because when I woke up I felt really sick. I had a runny nose, headache, soar throat. I guess my symptoms started showing in my lucid. It is better now two days later, I have just a runny nose now, but still pretty interesting to note.

Superhero dream 10/15

I remembered more about this dream once I woke up but I have not been thinking about the dream at all today so that may affect my recall.
I had spider-man's powers, a stranger had super strength, and my brother had some other superhero's powers. My main goal personally, as well as others was to get, or rather make, swords. I had mine perfectly planned out, what materials it would be made of, the colors, the size, the shape. I don't believe I ever got the full sword sadly, but I recall messing with my powers. I would swing webs to a tall building, and stick on the side of it. I could hear the stranger and my brother talking from inside the building. I don't remember what they were saying, but their conversation led me to believe they were villains. I then tried to see how many webs I could shoot at once. I sent two, then a third, and the first disappeared. I then heard some cops arriving, and swung away to avoid confrontation.

Not sure if it was the same dream or not, but later me and my brother were at home and it was night time. I heard a sound outside which turned out to be our mother making a surprise visit. We had something out in the open in the house that made us having powers dead obvious. Whatever it was must have been something only a super would have. We quickly hid the item and sat in our respective spots on the dual recliner as if nothing happened just as our she walked in. She was none the wiser of who or what we were.

Had a quick nap and met the girl again!

I'm not really sure what happened, though. I know I saw her and that we talked, I remember driving to the same parking lot and I was like "no way, it's too expensive here!", but then it turned out that it wasn't. I don't know when, but she told me she was a musician (maybe a singer), she wore a ring on her pinky. She said it was a Hebrew letter that was also a music symbol, but it looked nothing like a Hebrew letter or a music symbol. Then we were in a house and I kissed her, then she kissed me and we started REALLY making out. It was great.

We had to stop, though, because we had to help everything be ready for the party. I walked out of the room and saw my godfather. I hugged him and started crying because I miss him (he lives in Australia). Then my mother showed up and told me to help because my little cousin and some others were going to perform in a few minutes. Turns out they were dancing and it was a competition. I went upstairs and hid, but my mother found me and I told her we had to hide. She didn't listen to me, we ended up going upstairs and there were those things that attacked people, sort of eating them in seconds. So we died.

I'm glad I got to see the girl again, though!

It is a sunny day and a bunch of yellow balloons and a woman is standing with her arms outstreched in front of them. She is wearing a very colorful dress and as she stands there a man narrator is talking about lucid dreaming and studies that have been made into it.

10-15-2012 -- When this dream begins (or at least the first part I can remember) I am Harry Potter. I have somehow been captured by somebody who is not one of Voldemort's followers, but is somehow being forced to cooperate with them. Not sure how, but they are sympathetic, and wish they didn't have to lock me up. They lock me in a back bedroom in a house to wait five or ten minutes until Voldy or some of his Death Eaters show up to take me.

I am perfectly happy with this, because as soon as they leave, I open the window, remove the screen, and climb right out of captivity. As soon as I have climbed out the window, I find myself at the First Church of the Nazarene, behind Shamlin Hall, and I plan to escape the area by running along the building, through the church parking lot, and climbing the wall into the (non-existent) area with the apartment complexes I've run into in past dreams involving climbing the church wall.

Problem is, they've found I am missing almost immediately, so I can hear pursuit beginning behind me. Also, the buildings are arranged slightly differently than in real life, and I find myself being forced to go through a door into the kitchen and pass through it on my way, instead of being behind all the buildings. When I get inside, I find some of the Death Eaters meeting with some of the church leaders, hiding who and what they are.

They recognize me, and try to grab me, and one of the bad guys is somebody really small, like a goblin or a house elf, and I grab them and start slamming them around. Since they are hiding who they are, the church folks are kind of shocked, and think that I've gone crazy. As soon as I've killed the being that was trying to grab me, I just sprint out the other door and toward the wall.

I am still being pursued, but they are now a little further behind me, and I find that the person who is closer to me is Tom Drick. He isn't sure what is going on, but he knows me pretty well, and is willing to trust that I have not gone crazy or evil. He sees I am about to climb the fence, and tries to save me some trouble. He points to the back of his house along a sort of alleyway, and tells me the door is unlocked, and just to run through his house, rather than climb fences.

I do so, and the entire location changes. Now instead of behind the church in Buena Park, I am in the streets surrounding Lake Jessamine in Orlando. Somehow there is somebody else with me. I don't know who, and sometimes they are there, sometimes they aren't. Its really weird, and makes it hard to keep track of everything. I know there are still people chasing me, but they are far enough behind me that I don't have to worry about them for now. There are also punks in front of me. And them I do still have to worry about.

The person who is with me, but isn't, guides me to a house and starts to steer me into a side yard and then a back yard. It is supposed to be the Moran house (or perhaps Uncle Jim's or a cross between the two, which is a combination I've dreamed of before) with just a hint of the Broden residence thrown in ... but whichever house it is supposed to be, it isn't. It is just kind of similar.

By this point we've got the hints of Runescape thrown in, because the reason I am running toward this house is because in their back yard they have one of the very few remaining blisterwood trees in the world, and I need to get to the tree and be able to make weapons from it that can actually help kill Voldemort and his Death Eaters.

Unfortunately the punks who have been blocking the way forward have caught up with us as we try to make it into the back yard of this wrong house, and coming out of the house are two girls I knew from high school. I know one was SN, the other might have been MJ, since they often hung out together. I try to talk with the girls to hopefully keep the guys from doing anything, but they aren't that afraid of a couple of young ladies finding out what is going on, so they end up shooting MJ, which of course causes SN to freak out.

In some way, being shot has turned MJ into some sort of animal. Possibly a cat, possibly something more wild, but still shot, and very likely dying. I am not confident that it will work in this situation, with all else that is going on, but I have to do something, so I lay hands on her and start to pray for her. She is not instantly healed, but she does seem to be doing better, and is now not likely to die.

By this point we had reached the back yard of the wrong house, and it is on a sandy beach on the shore of the lake. I take off running down the sand, and manage to get a little distance. A few houses down, I actually reach the Moran house, but the punks are too close to allow me to stop and try to cut any wood, and I don't want to let them find the tree, itself, so I keep running. As I run past, Keffer and Tucker are is the yard, and give me a friendly bark.

I think about the idea of calling Tom Drick on my cell phone and explaining what I was looking for, figuring I can lead off all the pursuit while he goes to the Moran house and cuts a few logs off the blisterwood tree, but the pursuit has gotten too close for me to call without being overheard, so I have no real choice left but to keep running, now heading further and further away from my goal!

The bus stops in front of my stop. I enter it behind somebody and they stop and talk to the bus driver. He then hands her some change and she then hands him a game. I then get fully on the bus and I hand her some money and she hands me back a game. I sit down in the first seat and place my back against the window. I place the game into the PSP cartridge and turn it on.

I am in a mansion and I am going around talking to my "parents." It is a 2d adventure with some 3d aspects. I then go to bed and when I wake up I am looking through the view of my character. I head out into the main hall and find it a mess with chairs and table on the ground. There are also three notes from my "parents" scattered about. They all seem to talk about a girl under attack in the woods and that there are three paths and that I have to take to middle path to find and rescue her.

This is all I remember though I may have a image of me looking down the three paths.

Recall isn't that good, had an Organic Chemistry Lab, it went pretty well, took up most of the class time, since it was basic TLC paper. I was lucky to use the Ethyl Acetate as a solvent, since Hexane and other liquids used sucked for my two partners.

Maybe I should take a nap, since I only had 2-3 hours of sleep.

10.15.2012

Framing Someone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is framing someone before they could frame me. Then the dream shifts where I'm trying to dance like Michael Jackson, even doing grunts and sounds.

Then the real one appears, opens his eyes as he lifts his body off the wall to my left. He has his Black hat and Black glittering jacket with a white shirt underneath, along with long black pants and shoes.

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10.15.2012

Negative Father (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My father says something to me, but whatever it was, it makes me feel pissed. I get mad enough where I wanted to tell him off, and he leaves.

Man, it must've been some serious stuff too, and I can't recall what I said to him, just muffled sounds.

It's been a while since I had a dream where I was REALLY pissed at my father....

*shrugs*

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10.15.2012

Bacteria (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I'm in a library, and there's a huge bowl at what seems to be the information center of the building. There's two on top on each other, and there's light brown stuff accumulating inside of it.

The bowls were a transparent faded yellow color, and I realized that it was Bacteria forming inside. I also noticed my AP English Teacher from the Second High school I attended when I moved is there.

The flooring was green carpet, and the lighting is the same orange-lighting that I see a lot in previous dreams, it kind of augments the hazy or somewhat blurry atmosphere. My teacher looks at me, and I think I'm communicating with her, but I can't remember what.

I think the Bacteria was associated to a conversation with someone talking about a Virus.

Morning of October 15, 2012. Monday.



In my dream, I am lying in our bed and I am concerned about the garbage truck being too close to our house as well as being perpendicular to the street itself. At one point, it seems backed up almost to our bedroom window. The scenario repeats several times in a row. I look out and see that the robotic arm is much longer than in reality and somehow towers very high into the air (emergent consciousness rendering). It appears to be holding a larger commercial bin (which looks a lot smaller due to its supposed distance from my perspective). It is almost dizzying to consider such a high position. Nothing threatening happens (such as our house or window being damaged or the larger pieces of rubbish falling out near our house, as it almost seems might happen) but I continue to have a vague concern without being directly angry.

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Anyone who understands the basic meanings of dreams (excluding personal associations with unique details and features which only the dreamer could possibly understand) will easily pick out the waking transition here. “Something coming down” (representing the waking process) in this case is the robotic arm of the garbage truck (robotic as a dream sign that renders the “artificial” perspective of the dream state) as well as implied falling debris. As most people would know, garbage or junk in a dream represents “unwanted data”, that is, ideas or thoughts that have proven to be without real long-term use (including other people’s negative ideas).

Even though this is a very basic waking transition, it is quite different than other types, say one that utilize an airplane landing, a meteor falling, or a bird landing, all with the same primary meaning but with different implications. This dream was likely a “repeat” (in metaphor) of reading more than my share of garbage on this date. The garbage truck itself represents the linear “cleanup” of recent thinking processes. Something being “too close” to one’s house relates to the liminal energies regarding circadian rhythms and full waking. Of course, being in bed in the dream state is the most obvious dream sign of all and the most obvious metaphor for sleeping and dreaming (yet I do not become lucid).

I had some dreams last night, but only the last one is important to me.

I was at a parking lot and this sort of old woman wanted help to park her car. It was HUGE, though, so I told her I couldn't help her, but I offered my dad. He also said he couldn't help her. We waited with her as the lady who worked at the parking lot went there and helped her. As we were waiting, the lady was parking another car and she was good, but she drove too fast. The owner of the car she had just parked got mad, told the lady to get out of her car and said that she'd sue the place.

Then, I was at an office and it felt a little like I was watching a TV show. There was this guy and this girl there, and the girl was the one who had said she'd sue the parking lot. The guy had been there with her, saying "yeah, we'll sue you!", and I didn't like them. So when the guy sat down next to another guy, I got up, went to the other guy and asked him if he was friends with the guy I hadn't liked. He chuckled and said "you could say that", so I got confused if he was the writer of the show or if they were boyfriends in real life or if it was both. So I just told him his friend wasn't funny at all, he was just pathetic, and I left.

As I was leaving, the girl was leaving too and I teased her because of the whole "I'll sue you!" thing. She wasn't amused, but she asked me if I wanted to have lunch with her. I went with her, we went with my car and she told which parking lot she liked. Then she took me to this cool, different restaurant. I was having fun, driving and walking around with her and, before I knew, I was kind of hitting on her. She seemed to like me, though, so I kept going, until I called her "my love". I obviously didn't mean it, but she sort of freaked out and she told me that she had dated for twelve years, back when she was fifteen in 1994 (and that didn't make any sense, because 1994+12=2006, so she had had six years to get over it, but...) and then she reminded me she's older than I am, which she didn't have to, cause she had just said she was fifteen in 1994, and I know I was just four back then. Anyway, I kissed her and told her I was sorry I had said anything about love, then I suggested we just enjoyed ourselves. She was okay with that, she kissed me too and soon we were talking, laughing, kissing and choosing our food.

When it was time to pay, we shared the bill and she was like "let's take something back to the office!", I agreed. As I was waiting for her at the table, two girls I went to high school with showed up. They looked down and I realised they knew the girl and that she had left. I got really upset and they gave me my part of the bill. I said no, that if they gave the money back to her, she'd know how much she had hurt me and that would hurt her instead (dream logic is insane!), so I left, went to the parking lot and freaked out a little when I found out it had been R$70 to leave the car there. Still, I paid and asked the guy who worked there if the key was in the car. He said he didn't know and I woke up.

The sad thing is that I really had a good time with that girl. I wish that 1) she hadn't left and 2) she were real.

I spent a good deal of time figuring out that everyone is connected some sort of way. I can't explain what went down because of the recall and the fact that it was more or a feeling than anything....but towards the end, I was practicing Wing Chung with a strong DC. Just attacking, anticipating, and countering. I was getting better as it progressed, but he told me I needed to hit harder. Instead of directly hitting harder, I started attacking pressure points. The guy finally let out a ridiculous "YEEOuch!".

I have a friend whose dad shut off the Internet at her house, so she only has Internet access when she's at her mom's house. She went back to her dad's house yesterday. Anyway, I had a dream last night that I was on tumblr and saw a post she made saying that her dad turned the Internet back on again. I woke up disappointed because it was only a dream (we mainly only see each other online because we live a couple hours apart).

I went back to sleep and had a dream that I had to look after a few pets for my friend Giana (even though they aren't her pets IWL). I had to look after five various rodents (a hamster, two very tiny chinchillas, and two jerboas. They were kept in a big cage, which I was keeping in my room. The problem was that they kept escaping from the cage; they managed to squeeze through the bars and out of the cage pretty easily. The chinchillas (which were roughly the same size as the hamster and jerboas, as opposed to actual chinchilla size) especially liked to escape. One of them even tried to bite my thumb when I carried it back to its cage (again); it was kind of uncomfortable, but it didn't hurt.

In another dream, I had to select a "teacher". I chose Kayleigh, my tulpa. She started throwing dodgeballs at me, and I didn't know why, so she told me she was doing it because I had to learn that nothing could hurt me because I was dreaming and that I shouldn't be afraid in dreams. I guess I was supposed to take that advice and make myself believe that, though I still didn't really get what was going on. The dream felt rather vague when I woke up, too.

I know she was only trying to help me improve my dream control, but I don't think I really learned anything from that "lesson". It does seem like something she would do, though...

New Student (6:56)

Natalie Tran is in my math class. It's a little bit surreal, because she's trying to pretend like nobody knows who she is. And maybe nobody does except me. During a class presentation, she tells us about a video she made that's relevant to the topic, and we should watch it sometime if we want to. Maybe she is after more subscribers after all.

Frags:

• heard "The Open Prairie" theme from Copland's "Billy the Kid" suite; told someone near me how good I think it is
• watching a documentary on character development in TV shows; one particular show they point out as a good example
• choosing a rehearsal order for our string quartet
• my two youngest sisters are being noisy while I try to fall asleep in the next room

Dream - Lucid

I was in what seemed to be high school choir again, on what seemed to be an island, though there were many other islands around too. It was covered in short, bright green grass, and some grey rocks. It was daytime, and the sky was clear and blue.

We were rehearsing for the variety show on this island. My choir teacher was showing us the choreography she wanted us to learn for the show; we were all grouped up, and she was in front of us. She did some jumps and dance moves, but she went over it all very quickly.

We then were left to practice on our own. We all gathered in a circle around the edges of the island, and we started to do the routine. There was then a full-sized T-Rex in the middle of the island, but it was one of the students; his part in the show was being a T-Rex. It scared me at first, but we all ran around his feet and repositioned; it was all just part of the show. He then turned into Godzilla, and was much more threatening that way. Again, it was part of the show. I feel like we ran through this sequence a few times. I found myself trying to go over the choreography in my head, remembering one move after the other.

I then figured out I was playing the part of a saber-toothed tiger, though, unlike T-Rex boy, I didn't transform, but I was merely acting like a cat, or, I guess how I would imagine a saber-toothed tiger would act. I was also supposed to be the T-Rex's girlfriend as the saber-toothed tiger. Alright then, I could do that. I got down on my hands and knees, and walked around. I went over to some edge away from everyone else, sat down, and meowed. I was trying to play the part well. I thought about myself acting, making facial expressions to match the mood of the show.

We then went back to the beginning of the show to rehearse some more. I now wasn't quite sure where I was supposed to be. The T-Rex guy said I needed to stick by him, but I got in the circle around the edges of the island again anyway. I had a feeling I had taken someone's space, though I didn't think we had assigned spaces yet. Oh whatever. I wondered if there were any solos in the piece of music we were doing.

I then remember being atop a ledge on the island, overlooking the circular part, with T-Rex guy. We walked around a bit, I remember us being in a small cave for a little while. He was telling me he liked being Godzilla better than the T-Rex. He started to remind me of my IWL pen pal, Gabriel.

I was then running back onto the circular part of the island with everyone else. I remember running over some light grey rock, and thinking about how exciting it was to be back in choir and performing.

These are parts of a non lcid dream of mine which occured before my successful WILD attempt I'll write about later. My recall has been so poor lately after I stopped keeping a DJ, but I'll try to fix that from now on.

Anyway, I was sometime in my dream arguing with my mother about something really loud and I can't remember what it was. Aaaand thats it, then there is a....


[Dream Skip]



Then I find myself with a friend, could be a momentary DC, but it seemed like a friend in my dream. Watching videos in the net in front of my computer and we see look at some titles and he says "Look, there's a good one! This guy is trying to prank a woman nad he dies by accident!" and I was like, how could that happen? And then I said "cool, let's watch it".


So there is a video where a man meets a woman he knows, not a random one, in a field of grass for no apparent in front of a big city, like New York, and says to her things like "Hey there, what's up? How are you lately?" and she regularly answers, until she pulls out a cigarrete to smoke and lights it up. Then it may be the part where the prank began and I was curious to see how he died, so he pulls the cigarette from her mouth and then my WBTB alarm goes off, 4:00 am. Time to WILD. Believe me or not, this is how it happened, I was too curious to find out what the hell happened in the imaginary video, but my alarm screwed me up. Anyways, it had a purpose!

brb with my WILD post

[Sunday, October 14th, 2012]
<later in the day, I take a nap>
<dream is foggy, I forget to write this down and it vanishes>

I remember summoning a 18-wheeler to come pick me up and bring me somewhere. We were on V.M. road and heading north, and as we passed the train tracks and took the bend to the left- we came to an obstacle. There was a giant wall in the road. I turned around and did something to a giant rock behind me. A triangle with an eye appeared and the triangle began to spin around the eye. It glowed a thick white light and shot out a beam of light towards the wall. The wall glowed with white veins and the wall opened.

(Everything resembled futuristic, alien technology- and it was pretty neat to watch.)