non-lucid

I had a nonlucid where Lance from work had a posh little shop in a richie mall. It was called "The Clinique Boutique". You needed an appointment to get in, but I managed to get a walk-in at the last minute. The store didn't look like a make-up store, rather a really pink, fluffy gay bedroom. But nice gay, like, expensive pink comforter from probably Neiman Marcus. So the way you bought make-up was to have this little consultation, sitting on the pink fluffy bed all school-girly like. He soaked me for $12 on a tiny jar of concealer.

And I swear to god I woke up to Danny humping the bed, then waking himself up and making a "Ahhhhhhh" sound. But he doesn't remember it. Maybe HH? Wouldn't be that weird if I just HHed it, kinda like a FA, but it really really seemed real. Lol. I've been laughing all day every time I think about it!

The first part of my dream was kinda hazy but here is what I wrote:

It feels like luigi's mansion, I was clearing the bosses out of the rooms. Which one of the bosses was 2 blue mario's. I had my own apartment

The second part was more vivid because I woke up to this one

We were in the elevator and it got stuck, it feels like we kept falling and the red screen showing the floor number was really wacky. My friend Nick who has my friend Andrews hair was with us along with my roomate Niko. Once the elevator stopped we wandered the halls. Then I wake up

All I remembered was PW saying "I like you. More than just friend. More than just best friend."

Baby Dream: Another regular Dream sign (I missed them all last night). I felt a funny movement in my abdomen. I wondered if I could be pregnant. I looked down at my tummy and suddenly could see these little baby hands pushing up against my skin. I was surprised and delighted that I could see so much detail. I felt very excited to be having a baby.

Dream 1 and 2:

T-Rex dreams. Yes, my semi annual T-Rex dream, and I had it twice last night.

These dream seemed to last forever. In the first dream there was a T-Rex on the loose in this big building/house that I was in. I'm already forgetting the details, but it was quite stressful. I was with family and friends and trying to gather up supplies so we could escape. We were loading it into a big car that was inside a parking structure.

Part Two: This happened after I woke up from the first dream and then fell back to sleep. There was a T-Rex loose in the city. I was with some people and driving around. I thought I knew the area the T Rex was in and was driving as far away as I could from it. But then to my horror realizing that it was coming down the road right at us. Again, so many details are now lost, but it was a long and stressful dream.

Brother

I don't remember the dream, but I dreamed about my brother, and as usual, he was being an asshole. I haven't talked to him for over a year and I still dream of him as being an asshole. I don't think about him IWL.

Father

I was with my father at The Pinnacle Peak Patio. It is my favorite restaurant, and is in Arizona. We were considering purchasing the restaurant, but the roof needed to be raised. This was going to be very expensive. I guestimated how much that would cost.

I don't really remember the first two dreams, so I'll just summarize them. They were about a personal conflict of which minecraft server do I choose, as I have been playing two at a time recently. It involved slaves building materials, dividing land, etc. The second dream was like the first, it had the same basic idea, but was different.

Dream 3

I remember driving around town, and there was multiple fires, generally small, but still dangerous. One specifically was this shopping center that had 3-4 fast food restaurants in it. They all had smoke coming from them, but it just looked like ordinary machinery steam. After a bit, we realized the one restaurant was actually smoking, it was on fire. We then actually saw some flames. I remember there were a few other fires in the dream, and I was put into one of two groups. We mined, put fires out, explored the area, etc. At the end of the day all fires were put out, we had collected some materials from mining(Random, don't ask me why we did that), and got to know each other quite well. One of two teams decided they liked this place so much, that they wanted to live here. They made this shrinking device that they used on the whole team to shrink to about 2-3 inches in length. They lived in this bush, miniaturized in this huge forest. Our team checked back on them a week later by calling their cell, two of their team died, but the rest had been living life well, building, inventing, starting life over fresh. I then actually visited them some time later, and their number had multiplied, the team leader crossbred with some animals and had many children...We had food with them, which was pretty interesting, they were like their own nation. I saw some insect crossbreeds, and 2-3 others, then there was one more I was looking for but never found. It was like a creeper crossbreed or something like that. Turns out they were water dwellers. Tons of them were in the water. The dream ended around this time.

So I'm in a dry spell again, and this doesn't really look like the salvation but I was lucid nevertheless.

I woke up (in a totally different room than I ever woke up in before) and panicked because I slept over 12 hours (it was 19:45, so the math was legitimate), some undetailed stuff happened and then I suddenly got the though that this gotta be a dream. But just a second later a false awakening hits me, though I don't recall any details after that.

My brother woke up late for school, it was at least an hr or two late. We decided that he could just skip school. I remembered that I had to the school to report his absence. Someone around us told us that if he goes to school now, no one would really notice. We were riding in the car, we got off next to the school. It looked like a drop off spot for trucks. There were diagonal lines on the ground. I wasn't sure if we can actually stop here. Once we were off, my dad drove away. We went in to a building, it was more like a tower with steep stairs and gaps. We went up thinking that the school's upstairs. Soon enough, I realized that we're in a fashion company and everyone was busy and running around. The platforms where the stair turns are open showers. We started back down stairs when we realize the school wouldn't be here.

I was sitting in a bar with 3 Benedict Cumberbatch. Each one of them is different, one was really put together, the other was really adorable and the last one was Sherlock. Sherlock sat on my left and the well put together one was opposite of me. I asked them if I can take a picture of them together, they looked at me and smiled really big saying yes! --- I was in a hallway leading to a room that looks like a YouTube video. It's called "Pyscholistic Lover" by Kanye West (wtf). While walking toward to room, I see the back of a creepy person. That person had paper like material for the face and a beak. It attacked me and wants me dead. I tried to slit its throat with a knife multiple times, it only leave dents for a sec with no mark or blood. I thought it was too scary and changed back to the bar scene. They were close enough and I could take a picture but something happen and the parted a little. I said I would have to move back a little to take it and they moved close again.

(I woke up in rl and couldn't find my phone) I was in my bed and found my phone to the left side of my pillow.

I woke up thinking about a lot of things, jumbles of words, words that I wouldn't use, words that are probably not words. They all made sense to me that moment.

I was in a familiar looking plaza. I went inside a gym, it looked pretty old in there. I started to lift weights that were near the front of the door. I begin with a little weight. A woman came in and stood there staring at me. I looked for heavier weights and found one half of a 21 lbs. Another girl came in and joined the woman in staring at me. I sarcastically asked them if I'm not using enough weight. They then told me that I'm being weak for using so little weight. I fought back saying that I'm not comfortable with heavier weight, and yelled at them some more.

I was in the previous plaza, but in a restaurant this time. The owner was showing off pictures of celebrities that came to eat. I found it really annoying so I left my family there. I was in a car driving away, but decided to go back. It was night time and I couldn't see really well, couldn't remember if I was going on the right road or not. I thought I saw a familiar entrance so I switched 4 lanes at a go without a care. (The road was so busy, I could've die in real life). The plaza that I drove in didn't look familiar at all. I decided to just pick a restaurant to eat at and went in a small Japanese restaurant. It was crowded and I didn't know if I should stay or go. I took a sit at a table with an old lady, we started talking and I showed her a menu that I got from the previous restaurant. It had a lot of pictures with descriptions, she then said she want to order from that menu.

I was in a fabric store following a lady, she told me she comes here whenever things are on sale. She was about to walk out but turned around and came back with a dark blue fuzzy fabric. She told me that the key to having long lasting fabric is to wash it really well before making anything. I was going to ask if that's actually necessary.

1AM-8AM

I was on facebook. This seems to be a regular occurance in my dreams, it's quite strange, it's not like through my eyes watching facebook, it's as if Facebook IS reality, so that's all I can see, but it still applies to my real life. I was discussing pizza with someone, I decided that I would much rather have a 10 inch pepperoni pizza as opposed to a 12 inch beef pizza, as pepperoni is a much better topping and quantity < quality I think the pepperoni had green pepper on too (:

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I'm going to experiment with a new technique tonight, as my dream recall and lucid dreaming has been almost non-existant recently. A fellow DreamViews user MasterMind recommended I try it. The basis is that you keep a journal of the things you do in REAL LIFE as well as in your dreams. Loads of people replied saying it worked, so I may as well give it a go.

Fell asleep at 10:30pm ish last night. Woke up at 6:00am. I decided to awake early this morning despite not needing to wake up until 7am, so that I would have time to play an hour or so of L.A. Noire on the xBox as I haven't had time in the evenings. I had a glass of orange squash, had a shower, went for a cigarette, had a coffee and my cereal, and started playing the game. I realized at about 7:30am that I needed to get ready for college. I put some music on a memory stick for my friend, got ready and left the house. On the way to my bus stop I had my last cigarette out of the tobacco pouch. I was also planning to quit smoking after this. When I got to the bus stop there was a man there waiting who was middle aged. My friend Rob.M crossed the road and waited with me. When the bus came, it was very cramped. We listened to two fat girls talk about their life drama on the bus. At the bus station Rob got off for a fag but I just waited with him. When we got to college my first lesson was Philosophy. We studied liberty and laws prohibiting homesexuality and prostitution, and whether they should be legal. After class, me and some friends when to the smokers pen. I was offered a menthal cigarette by a new friend but I turned it down. After a discussion about cigarettes, weed and LSD, I left for Music Technology. I did some work in this lesson which was recreating "The Look of Love" but after doing a bit of work I spent a lot of the lesson chatting to my mate James. I walked to town with Sam after this lesson. He offered my saves on a fag, I declined. After the cash machine and my headphones broke I was quite pissed off. I returned home with an uneventful bus journey. At home, my Mum and I had a very long, heated argument about my parents addiction to the TV and me always being miserable. I concluded that the argument was an over-reaction caused by me quitting smoking. After this, I played with my Dog for a bit, watched the news, had a nice fish and chips, used the computer for a bit, listened to a new album when my Mum and Dad went to work at 6pm, and wrote this

xo

10-10-2012 -- I think I am out somewhere on Disney property, perhaps around the general Pleasure Island area. I am being driven around in my new white car by Chris Bean, whose driving, unfortunately, has not improved. Within a mile or two, there is a car stopped in front of us that he hasn't noticed until too late, and he suddenly slams on the brakes. The car spins out like it was on snow in Omaha with no tread, (uncontrollable O-turn) then with a horrid crunch, the back of my car slams into the other car, doing great damage to both of them.

Chris screams "Run!" and we both burst out of the car and run off. We seem to be in a downtown area that seems very familiar, and I think I remember it from other dreams. It might be London, it might not. Anyway, we are running three or four blocks to where I think I might have another car. The car Chris just crashed was an off-white, slightly bulky station wagon.

Suddenly I find myself inside the Magic Kingdom, no idea why. I am on Main Street, kind of browsing the shops, and it seems a show has just gotten out, and I see some performers I know from the Adventurers Club walking past. One is Phil Card, another looks familiar, and might be the English Hathaway. Suddenly they are even dressed in Club costumes, though they weren't a minute ago. There are two female performers, but they aren't in Club costumes, and I don't recognize them. One is a white blonde who is really small, even smaller than the redheaded performer whose name I don't remember at the moment. The other is a big black woman who I think I know from TV, but in the dream I just can't place. In real life, it might have been Roz from Night Court.

I seem to be being followed by a couple of people who are trying to get me to do a balloon gig, but are warning me they can't pay me enough. On the other hand, they are telling me they are going to pay me twice for the same job, since there are two guests of honor, and since the two payments add up to about $120, I'm quite happy with that for a two hour gig. Problem is, they want to keep talking about it, and are going on and on, so I eventually duck into the tobacco shop on Main Street just to escape.

They follow me, but they turn into Joel and Cheyanne, a friend, and a couple of their kids. I am trying to avoid them, they are trying to catch up with me, and Joel is stumbling around because he is blocking his face with his hands. It seems the old tobacco ads in the store have too attractive of women on them. Joel has somehow gotten addicted to pornography, but is trying to fight the addiction off, so he refuses to see the posters.

I sneak off, going up and down the escalators that sure don't belong on an old-time Main Street, and Joel & Chey give up and start to wander off. Moments later they have piled into a sedan, and are about to drive off when I show up to hitch a ride. Within a few moments the car turns into my old light green station wagon, which they now somehow own. They are driving me to a rental car place or something, but Joel can't drive, either, and is soon almost running down kids in a crosswalk. He fears he may have hit one, and we're soon out of the car and looking around.

We're now back in the downtown area from earlier that might be London, and Joel & Cheyanne quickly disappear. I am looking for two of my cars which I know should be somewhere close. I pass the pale green station wagon that Joel was just driving, but keep looking. Soon I come across the white car, but I remember that Chris Bean crashed it, and it is now a wreck. Actually the car I want is the one that I just walked by a few minutes ago. So I turn around and try to find my way back to the green station wagon.

I am walking down one street where some police suddenly burst into the street with a bloody looking woman who almost seems to be some sort of zombie. Unfortunately her head kind of explodes, and suddenly there are fumes in the air that seem to be releasing some horrible sort of plague that may kill off half the world population. I rush out of there, not wanting to be affected.

I run around a corner and see some more police, and am about to stop and ask them some questions, when I realize I know them. It is Horatio and his crew from CSI:Miami. But I realize that is a television show, so they must be filming an episode, and they certainly won't appreciate it if I walk into the scene asking questions. So I just keep looking for my car. I finally find it parked next to a curb around another corner.

I turn to look at something for just a moment, and when I look back, the car is moving, being towed away. I am horrified, and start running after it calling for the guy to wait. I catch up with him about 70 yards down the street, and beg him to give me my car back. He tells me I'll have to pay for it, and I am scared I won't have the money since I'm broke and unemployed, but he tells me he needs $5 to release it, and when I look in my pocket I have a $50 bill. So he lets me have my car.

It is filled with tons of my stuff, and I am kind of glancing through it, but I climb in and prepare to drive off. I want to go back the way I came, but behind me there is some sort of parade going on, with tons of black people. So I have to go forward, instead. I turn off on a small street, figuring I will wait for them to pass, then go back, but they follow me, so I still have to keep going in a different direction than I want.

Still need to write down...

August 5th 2012

August 9th 2012

August 10th 2012

August 11th 2012

August 18th 2012

August 31st 2012

Still need to write down
July 31st 2012

I have utterly no idea why I wasn't writing down my dreams in July...