non-lucid

Night of October 2nd 2012

G. The Dream Guide
LUCID
I am in **** city when I gain lucidity. I drop to the floor and lick the red, sandy bricks. I touch every surface around me and scream out "INCREASE LUCIDITY!" I am on the bridge that connects the malls to the train station when I see G, the friendly school janitor. I say "Hi", but then I have an inkling and I ask "G., are you my dream guide?" to which he responds "Yes." We laugh and embrace.

I remember that I told my friend I'd meet him in dream-Hawaii tonight, so I go about trying to get there. I try willing myself there, but, as usual, closing my eyes is a big mistake - I can hardly pry them open again. I decide instead to fly to Hawaii so I go to the south side of the bridge then fly out across vacant land and railway tracks. I almost lose the dream and I think that I can feel my waking-mouth, but then I imagine the dream back to life. Behind the railway track are some billboard advertisements. I read one; something to do with "ROERS." I fly out over the yellow bank of a hazily impressionistic river which I think I can manipulate with my mind into a Hawaiian beach, but then I WAKE.

Hearts for Hearts
NON-LUCID
I am imprisoned in a female camp with a malicious leader. Inside the bunker with us is a cage which is quite large. Inside it is a large creature, a big cat probably. There is also another person inside, a small black lump, who I believe we (that is, a friend and myself) tried to save. Currently, we're lying in bed talking about some subversive plan or another. The leader catches us whispering and asks us what we were talking about. My friend blurts out "What we're going to wear," as I say "What there'll be to eat." There is obviously some function going on soon. This sunken bunker is coloured in red hues.

We are sent out to the factory where they are harvesting hearts from creatures (humans?) so premature that they look like red tomatoes. I am reminded of the philosophical question of infanticide. There are rows of them, little 10cm high Roma tomatoes with little 4cm hearts glowing in the centre. I place two of these babies in my back pockets and shimmy past the row of people which lines the shelf. I WAKE.

Note - smoked a joint of Calea Z for the first time 30 mins before bed - 50/50 tobacco, prob close to 1g of calea. Made me nauseous and kept me awake longer than normal. Felt a bit paranoid, but I'm a paranoid person. Thought at one point I would be sick. Feelings subsided after 30 mins.

Had no lucid dreams and no more vivid than normal in any dreams. Although fading into sleep the dreams seemed to start quicker than normal, I think it was placebo affect.

Met and was talking to a woman (KB) at work who plays guitar, we arranged a jamming session at her house, which was in the town my dad grew up in, she lived in a cottage there and I lived in a small house nearby. So I took my amp, guitar and pedals down to her place and set it up. When I arrived she was wearing 'interesting' lingerie covered by a silk gown and although in this state of dress informed me that we would not be sleeping together as she was married....to another woman. At no point in the dream did I want to or envisage that this was the cause of my visit (even although at this point in the dream she was mildly more attractive than she is in real life). Instantly she was back to wearing normal clothes. In retrospect, the houses and surroundings seemed predated to the current time, maybe early 19th century. I set up my guitar but when I went to start I noticed a string was missing and the another had come so loose it was like a piece of string. I also recall that my guitar was noticeably different, it had switches that could make it play an organ noise and other effects built into the guitar - this was not strange to me at the time. KB had a mad amp with loads of pedals inside it that were connected by ethernet cable to get the desired sound she wanted. This was interesting to me yet not strange. We didn't get to playing any music as far as I can remember before the dream changed.

Playing football in some tournament, for Ireland (despite not being Irish). It was like a 7-a-side tournament and was mostly folk late teens playing. I felt as if I was about 19 in the dream (I'm 31 at the time of writing this). For some reason at the start of the match I was carrying 2 shopping bags, one in each hand, that were making me heavy and the person I was marking was getting past me constantly because of this. There were spectators around the pitch, proably about 100 people. One of the spectators, a heavy an with a shaved head and beard around late 40s shouted abuse at me. I dropped the bags at the side of the pitch and then shouted abuse back. After this I started to play really well and created the chance that set up the goal for us to go up 1-0 but playing a through ball to the wing that was cut across and knocked in for the opener. My dad and his wife were there watching, as if I was playing proper football again. The other team equalised straight away and it finished 1-1. We were apparently strong favourites so this was a bad result. Next minute I am playing for Portugal and we get a free kick, and I am looking for Rui Costa to take it but forgot that we have Ronaldo, otherwise I was going to take it. The dream changes there, post game the whole thing has less of an international competition fear and more like an underage trial match where my dad thinks that I might get scouted. I remind him that I am 31 as does his wife.

Post game I am getting a lift somewhere, we stop at what I perceive to be a really dodgy bar in my home town and am surprised at my dad choosing to go there. He says it's just to use the bathroom, but still. I go in with him to make sure he's okay. On the way in, a shady character says to me, "I like the look of your car", which I understood to be code for asking if I want drugs, I smile, say no thanks and walk to the bathroom. After I come out, my dad isn't there, someone tells me that nobody leaves that pub without getting beaten up so I walk out quickly. Find my dad who is in the car already, it's his old burgundy sierra, from around 1992. Memory fades here, we were in s ahopping mall talking about it being a good place for my half brother due to thie funky red cubic looking fountain.

Final part of the dream, least recall, I am playing in a football match supposed to be a blind football match, but the majority of the participants are wearing old dusty uniforms and are wearing sacks over their heads. The field has no grass, it's dusty dry mud like surface but solid. I really want to win. I can mostly see but have to play like I can't. We go a goal down and I start playing normally, in spite of the other players not being able to see. I create an opportunity to score, can't remember if I did or not but then the dream ended.

It is noon, probably a few hours after it. I'm living back at home with the family. I've got nothing going for me but the smiles on my families and few friends. Speaking of friends, I had a few over this time, two of them. Quynh and Janna. Well, more like people I used to work with in piano class. I'm not sure why though. I'm in the backyard without a shirt on just trying to enjoy what I could do while Quynh was here. I'm a skinny guy, so it's embarrassing to walk around the home without a shirt on. I still had that same feeling of loss though. Quynh was next to me, watching me. I cannot believe she is here. I figured I would've been lucid. She looks so beautiful, not by the way she wore things but her being here is the biggest thing I could ever ask for at the moment. I feel a little sense of depression though. Her face gives off some kind of a "bore" feeling. I want to try my best and please her but I don't want to come off as too much. Or maybe this is just the way she is. I walked her inside the backyard door in to the house and escorted her in to the living room where my parents were both watching television. I left her there for a while. I decided to walk over to my younger sisters' room in the back and see what she is up to. This room gave off an old feeling of one of my recent dreams. My sister was on the laptop, just relaxing. I sat down on the couch in front of her, just sat there and thought of Quynh being here at my home. I'm addicted to this girl. I'm not feeding off the old memories in dreams to try and find a view of better life but, I'm going to keep on doing it until this all really means something. I walked over to my room next. I saw my older sister. She's using the computer as well. I sat right next to her and talked. As she was using the computer, she asked me, "Why is she here?" I stared at her for a second, then left the room. I walked back over to the living room and saw two of the girls in there. Janna was watching television and so was Quynh. They looked very bored. And so, this is where the dream ends.

My teacher was giving the class a grade K spelling test but the sheets we wrote it on were the answering sheets. She told us not to cheat but it was hard not to. The text looked like someone had used a pair of scissors to etch it onto a desk or a wall of some sort. THe paper was 3 meters by 3 meters and it was designed to have a beach in the bottom left corner for about a foot then the rest was a forest/jungle except for a wonderful meadow and a big, beautiful mountain.
After some time I heard monkeys calling to one another, it confused me. Then, right before my eyes all my class mates and my teacher turned into monkeys and ran off into the jungle that appeared behind me. It was the same one from the page and I was then left alone on a platform bobbing around out in the choppy waters just off the beach.

10-02-2012 -- [Am out of work, broke, and have no money to buy bananas or apple juice or anything else that sometimes helps with recall, so for several days I haven't remembered much from my dreams. But last night I remembered lots of fragments. Most of the stuff is gone, but the bits that still remain a little in my mind are fun, and worth writing down. The first bit is actually from a couple of weeks ago, but hasn't been entered yet, and since I again couldn't remember most of it, just decided to add it to the bits here.]

Am out fishing in streams outside a nice apartment complex. Inside the complex itself, I run into a friend (Joel K.?) who is being seduced by some sort of Femme Fatale. I manage to grab his attention, and we rush off by car to some sort of parking warehouse where I can pick up my own car. As I am getting my car, the femme fatale has again found Joel, and is giving him her car. It has key-less entry, and for some reason she is really enjoying telling him the code is 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... KABOOM! For some reason I find this very funny.

Anyway, Joel has taken to the road in her car, and we're trying to catch his attention. I soon find myself driving down a damaged and under construction freeway on the wrong side of the road with traffic flooding towards me. I manage to drive onto the shoulder and turn around, just to find there is a sports stadium on the other side of the freeway, and somebody is shooting at me from the top of the stands. I manage to escape that, but now have cops chasing me, until I drive to a police station to talk to them about all that has been going on.

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Incredibly little from this one. Something about watching a police chase on TV that spreads to three screens (ala Impressions de France at EPCOT) before somehow turning live, and I'm the one being chased by cops. Not sure, but think I was in a dark green, big, powerful, older car.

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Again, mostly missing. At some sort of event taking place at some sort of grade school with little kids, except the physical campus is Brookhurst Junior High. Parts of this refer back to, and directly connect to a dream I once had that involved a job feeding a dog in a mobile home park while the owners were on vacation (or simply working further back in the area). While it was a real dream, I do not know if I ever wrote it down or posted it, and since it was possibly three or four years ago, too many dreams to go through to try and find it.

There are hints of Christmas decorations and perhaps Knott's Berry farm, and I think there is some dancing in the quad. Strange stuff. At one point, I walk into an office. Am thinking about speaking to somebody about something, but it is crowded, busy, and I have forgotten what I want to speak about, anyway. So I just stand around for a couple minutes, then leave.

I soon find myself at home in the Hickory house, where I am heading to my second bedroom to maybe get some sleep. The door is missing to the front hall, but the space is partly blocked by a bookcase so there is no access, but also no privacy. The kitchen door is the one used to access the room. I go in and am going to try to take a nap, but Percy Weasley comes in and says they are worried about me, and he is going to take my blood pressure.

Cheryl (daughter of my landlord) comes in after that, and it turns out Percy is her son. The blood pressure cuff they have seems small and frail, and I think it isn't going to fit on my arm, but it does. Percy gives the bulb very weak squeezes, and there is almost no pressure, and they get a reading of about 140/xx, which isn't too bad for me. But I don't trust it because they pumped it up so little. So I take the thing, and am holding the pump in the hand of the arm which I'm taking the reading from, while trying to hold the stethoscope in the other hand, and start to pump myself up. It is very uncomfortable, and the pressure on my arm is really bad, and it is kind of cramping up.

[Woke to find I had somehow gotten into a position where my arm was jammed between the headboard of my bed and my head in a very tight position, and it had gone completely to sleep in such a way that it was quite painful, and took me about two minutes to get the blood flowing properly again ... likely causing the entire last bit of the dream.]

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[I wish most of this wasn't gone ... it was great stuff, but I can remember almost none of it.] I am Harry Potter, and I am involved in some sort of war, but it is not a magical war. It seems to be a muggle war, but against alien invaders. Many of the women in this dream are not aliens, but were just kidnapped by them, or affected by them. Though one was certainly an alien, a very light green tint to her skin, and very light fur all over her body, though still attractive.

As we're wandering around the barracks, these women are just appearing, either on the ground, or in mid-air a few feet above the ground, and just dropping. They're all nude, and very horny, and the kinds of things you would kind of expect to happen in such a dream are happening. Frequently.

Thing is, this leads to a very relaxed, happy, and determined unit. We've got a bunch of bright, sexy women supporting us, and we have no desire to lose them, so we become a very productive group of soldiers who are accomplishing a heck of a lot. And who follow none of the regular protocols or procedures. So the higher-ups hate us, but can't get rid of us. It doesn't hurt that the Weasley twins spend a lot of time developing both pranks and weapons for us, the pranks of which they frequently test out on us, to our combined amusement and annoyance.

I'm not sure, but I am pretty sure a lot of this involved chases through mazes of dark, foreboding buildings and collapsing ruins based on the Darkmeyer quests I have been doing in Runescape over the last couple of days.

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Another dream after a brief awakening, taking place in the same universe as the last one, though now I am just myself, not Harry Potter. It is now several years later, the war is over, and a lot of us involved are just thinking about writing, both fiction and non-fiction about the war.

I run across Radar O'Reilly, who is one of the upper ranks, but still one of the guys. He is nowhere near in charge, of course, but he is pretty high up by this point. He is writing fond reminiscence about attractive alien ladies running around in outfits that *gasp* actually let their belly buttons show. I don't know if he is just ignoring the nudity, or his mind just refused to show him more than belly buttons, but it comes across kind of sweet.

I wander into Kevin B's living room to try and speak to him about a couple of plot ideas, but he is trying to chat up two lovely (no longer nude) aliens, trying to get some action, and tries to distract me by handing me a couple of TV series script treatments he has written up. I just sit them on a stack of such that he is getting ready to send off to try and interest people, and wander off to try and find my own sweet alien ladies.

Thoughts
Lucid
Non lucid

06:24 AM, Monday 01 October 2012
I am at the mall and I see some boys in a store some out next to a counter. They are being rough and bump each other. The dad scalds them. Then we are outside and they are playing in the dirt. The dad joins them. Then I notice we are all playing in around a giant chocolate cake. It looks like brownies. It was chest high. I take a hand full and taste it. It was dry and little flavor.

02:34 AM, Monday 01 October 2012
Kids trapped in a vortex from Once Upon A Time. Daughter is shrunk in cereal like HISTK. I can hear her voice but not see her.

03:00 AM, Tuesday 02 October 2012
I am driving in heavy snow on a familiar road in Joplin. I come to a strange intersection and see Wurlnan in front. I don't stop in time and slide past him in to the intersection. I wave at Wurlman as I pass him. I maneuver through on coming traffic and get in the middle without getting hit. I try to follow behind wurlman. I can't remember what car he had I was focused on his face as much as possible. Some I get in front of him. Then there is a sudden avalanche. We are no longer in cars. Its more like a hallway that is pack to the ceiling with snow. I dig through the snow and see the rest of the hallway and a bedroom at the end. I turn around and see that my car is now my mattress in RL. I see Wurlman behind me and I shake his hand. I am happy to meet him. I say, "Hi... a..a....aurth..ur?. I feel confused why I called him Aurthur. I say,"Nice to finally meet you". Some dude that living the house says, "I guess you should stay. The powe can be out for weeks in a storm like this."
I say, "Ooooooh nah man. Shitty. But I don't no what else to do. I look at the matress and doorway and I see that it can barley fit. I walk in the bedroom and I see a matress and box springs with no frame. It has a wild and crazy pattern on the sheets like my wife lounging pants. I see my son lying on the bed crying. I say to everyone, "Well it looks like we woke up my infant son."

07:24 AM, Tuesday 02 October 2012
Working out in a gym. Strange looking weights. Not matching up. Just want dumb bells.

11:05 AM, Tuesday 02 October 2012
I am riding my bike really fast. Suddenly the path drops off about 6 feet down. There is a 2 lane road cut through the middle of the hill. I can't stop and think to pull up on my front to land more on my back. I see I'm too high up and will get hurt. I try to turn. I land on solid level ground and lightly flop over on my butt with my bike next to me. I see that I am on the other side and I must have flew over it. I start laughing so hard. "Ha ha... ha ha. I can't believe I just did that. Haha... haha. I Can't wait to tell Krystal at work." I get up and see an old man at a church looking at me. Get back on my bike to show that I am not hurt. (I always have my phone and use an app called endomondo to track my cycling) I look at my phone. This time my app id different. I see points on GPS like google maps markers. One says "OB". I think, "Oh it's OpheliaBlue. She must have been nearby." I think I should go see her at her house but realize she doesn't live anywhere near here. I decide to go into the church to rest. I realize that I am out of breath from riding and should rest after that crazy experience.
Inside the church I see two ministers talking about religion. I can't remember verbatim but they are talking about how they hate 'religionism' being taught. One told the other how at one church someone "ikipikied" him. I laugh to myself. He is talking about speaking in tongues. I think omg they are describing the Pentecostals. I leave and think I want to go to this church later.
I go back outside and see that my back wheel got bent when I landed. The wheel just falls off and I see the rest of the bike falling to peices.


There is something about a woman cop who is a witch. She doesn't know it. She reads minds but in doing so she drains some the essence of people. Another witch is explaining this. We are walking thru a fair. She says, "So many people and they don't know who's coming." I see little boys every where looking at me. They are wearing shades. One has a cup with a open bottom. I have camera and I play with him and growl.

Suddenly I walk through the front door of my house. I see Naomi sitting on the couch. We talk something about a carrier cover for the baby. I say my wife doesn't like that one. I sit on couch next to her but it is odd. Like am slouching and laying down. I see Daisy and she snuggles with her.

Dream - Lucid

I was standing in a room with a brown-haired lady with a perm. She was sitting in the back of the room on a chair, and I was standing next to her. I feel like the room was predominantly wood. We were talking, I don't remember what about, but I realized I was dreaming during the conversation. I then looked at her, though she was looking straight ahead and not at me, and said
"Well it doesn't matter anyway, this is a dream."
I don't remember what she said back to me after that. She may not have said anything at all.
I then looked straight ahead, and there was a doorway into another room. I wanted to head in there.
I then either woke up or simply lost lucidity.

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I was at what was supposed to be my house, but it didn't look like my waking life house. Blake, my brother, was there too. Oddly, I felt like, in the dream, it was a very temporary house, a temporary stay. It was a weird concept.

Well, a chubby older woman with permed grey hair was walking around in the yard looking for something. She was wearing a lime green button up shirt with a white flower pattern. I can't remember what pants she was wearing. I went up to her, and she told me she had wanted the brown couch we had put out there to give away for free, but it was gone. She had wanted to come back and get it. She then named some other things that we had been giving away that she wanted, but none of it was there. She talked a lot. In fact, when I had walked up to her, she was talking to herself, just saying things about the couch and such. She had come back days after we put the stuff out to give it away, so no wonder she had missed it all. I told her it had all already been taken. She kept talking to me about it.

I then saw, or maybe she mentioned, that she had kids. I saw the van she had driven to the house, and there were a couple of small children in there, a little boy and a little blonde girl. She eventually got back in the van with her kids. I remember telling my mom about what had happened on the phone.

Then, I was looking at Blake's beta fish tank. It's really tiny IWL, with no filtration system, so it had to be cleaned quite often. The water didn't look bad. Not perfect, but it was definitely alright for the fish. I then looked above it, and there was another tank the same size with these longer, small silver fish swimming in it. The water level had sunk a bit, and it was filthy and cloudy. I didn't know how the fish were even still alive in that mess! I then looked back down at the original tank, and the water was pretty clean in comparison. I also didn't even see the beta fish in there, but instead, some small, round fish were swimming in there. I do think one was silver, but I can't quite remember anything about the rest of them.

I remember rocks and water. The sun is out and I look down. My everyday clothes are on and I'm standing thigh-deep in something like the Mediterranean sea. The water is quite clear as I can see large stones very distinctly in the distance underwater. The sun is out and the tide gently shuffles the water around my thighs.

I'm moving toward the shore. My brother helps me out of the water as not to slip on the slimy rocks against the crashing waves. On shore, some sort of gameplay has formed with throwing rocks into certain parts of the water. For example, people are hollering about "the island" which is a very white sort of land formation, very small (about as large as a tire). If you're able to land a rock on it, you basically win whatever game it is and can move on.

Bunch of nonsense.

I'm in a rush so I gotta be quick and screw typos. I woke up around 5am and as I drifted off, there was some brief audio HH of wasps surrounding me. Some stung me, but then that feeling phased into WILD vibrations. I slowly sat up in my bed, and I saw my cat Ziggy jump off. No pets are ever in here, so that was confirmation that I was dreaming. I walked out the bedroom and the hallway opened up into my parents old house. It was bright outside and I could see great! I immediately thought of the trick-o-treat TOTM, but I wanted it to be more night time. So I went to the front door of the house, put my hand on the knob, and said to myself "As soon as I open the door, it will be night time and I'll have a halloween costume on." I opened the door and it was darker, like 7pmish. I thought, good enough. I didn't feel a mask on or anything, but I had black robes. I was probably just some random HP character, whatever, on with the task! I didn't have a candy bag either but oh well. As soon as I walked out the house, I looked at the house next door, it was dark and creepy looking. I said to myself "This is Alex's house." I started walking there and this pig came up to me and started jumping at me and bite-licking me, like a playful dog that was getting too rough. It wouldn't fuck off and finally I had to pick it up and sling it across 2 acres of land. He landed with a "squeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" and hobbled away, as if one leg was hurt. I felt sorry for it for a bit, then I reminded myself he doesn't exist. I went to the house and lots of kids were coming and going. I knocked on the door expecting Alex, but 4 little boys dressed to the 9s as vampires answered. I said "trick-o-treat!" and they just gnarled and hissed at me. I asked if any adults were home, hoping one would be Alex or ANY DV member. They just continued to growl at me. Then one looked at the other and bitched at him for using up all the vampire make-up, then I woke up.

Later in a non lucid, my mom and I were shopping for stuff to cook a big dinner together at their old house. Next thing I remember we were in the kitchen, and while mom was at the stove, I looked in the fridge. There was a pot of stew in there, boiling. I thought maybe she had JUST taken it there from the stove, other wise how could it still be so hot. Then mom said "I think I made a mistake by keeping my wrought-iron skillet in the freezer, look at it, it's melting." And sure enough, she had taken it out of the freezer, placed it on the hot coils of the stove, and it was melting. I said yeah I guess that was bad, but it seemed weird to me. Then the iron began seeping in between the hot coils. I said "Mom I think you need to handle that, it's gonna get everywhere." And she just walked out. I looked in the fridge again and that pot of stew was totally boiling over. This was getting too weird, so I began doing the finger-through-palm thing. That's such a bad RC by the way. Didn't go through. But I refused to believe that this was right. So I tried to just hop up into the air and see if I could float or fly, and sure enough I was just hovering in the air. AhHAH! I said. So I slowly floated out the kitchen then outside. Danny's son was there, asking me to teach him to do that too. I said "Sorry, no time son." And I flew outside with him following me. I flew around the trees in the front yard, all decorated with xmas stuff and some presents stuffed in the branches. I felt heavy, it was hard staying afloat. My mom came out and asked if I could see the presents. I said yes then woke up.

Later I was in a non lucid where I was chatting with oreoboy and mel. Oreo said "I think I have a muscle." I typed "Oh just one?" But the text didn't go through. Mel typed "xyz xyzz xyzzzzzz" or something like that. I tried typing my line again, but I couldn't focus on the keys. I was making a real effort trying to even type the first letters, when I realized it was a dream. I'm suddenly in my bed, so I get up and go out the door. It's dark, and I'm worried about my vision. But I remember talking to CanisLucidus about this, and i just went down the hall flipping on lightswitches (I forgot about the mirror). The lights were coming on just fine so yay. I ended up in the livingroom of my parents house again, and I saw what looked like Chris and my step-dad playing video games. But when I saw them from the front, my step dad wasn't him, he was a fuzzy cuddly looking werewolf! I didn't remember the werewolf bite task though, shame. Probably was to cute and cuddly to do it anyway. Then I woke up.

This dream is recorded in Fragments.

1) I bought weed from someone and kept it in a small dental floss case. Susie/Dee Dee later entered the room and asked to search my bags for it, I let them and she found it. We talked and she said she would not tell anyone but she was clearly upset. I told her it had been a long time since i last smoked

2) I was crossing the Golden Gate Bridge but it was a bridge made out of water. it was like a smoothe lake and i wondered "how do they build such flat water on the lake"

3) when we crossed to the other side we some how ended up in the water. A bunch of people were in there and i fraked everyone out by saying "yes the Golden Gate Bridge is a famous great white shark breeding zone" then a man came by and sprayed some solution near the exit to the water which removed the 2nd hand ciggarette smoke the water so we were able to get out

3) was with some old friends and kept wanting to do like a dog pile on em

Cave Channeling (6:58)

Rand al'Thor is in a giant cavern, being attacked by a fairly weak enemy creature. He tries to use the One Power to make its brain explode inside its skull. The first one or two tries are unsuccessful, and in the meanwhile, the creature is hurting him. But eventually he succeeds.

At another time, someone is trying to levitate a giant rock and drop it on his head. But he manages to deflect it and send it into the depths of a chasm.

There is a dock in this cavern that seems suspicious. Rand does something to it, and a round, apparently dead fish pops out of the water and lands on the wood. After making sure it won't suddenly come alive to attack him, Rand takes the fish back to the place he's made his camp, wanting to cook it. It seems like too much effort to conjure an entire stove to heat the fish, so instead he just warms up one patch of the rocks.

At another time, there is some kind of confrontation on a rock platform jutting out from a wall. The camera for this scene is level with the platform, but a great distance away. You see a woman run from the platform into a doorway in the wall, followed by a man. A heartbeat later, the man comes flying back out and slides backwards along the platform as though punched with considerable force. A few moments after that, there is a burst of fire from the doorway and the woman comes running back out, crying or screaming or in any case in desperate need of healing. I'm impressed by the creativity of the cinematographer, to shoot the scene from such an unusual angle as that.

Back on the platform, there is a discussion going on. One of the Forsaken, Sammael, is lying to a main character. He claims that he's not Sammael. There's another person from the Age of Legends present on the platform who knows the truth of Sammael's identity, though. That person frowns at Sammael whenever he lies about himself, but doesn't immediately say anything to the main character.

Asmodean and Sammael get to talking, and eventually it comes out that one of them is gay. He turned to the shadow mainly because of the difficulty he had in admitting this fact, and also because the other one didn't return his feelings. While watching this, I think wonderingly that it really has become cool to include gay people in all the new TV shows. I also hope that somehow having had this important discussion, the two of them will make up and get together and join the good side.

Passing the Time with Lanfear (6:58)

[Major spoiler for book five of WoT! Also, this dream involves sex.]

Spoiler for Passing the Time with Lanfear:

Lanfear, clad only in black underwear, is lying on a table, masturbating. She's in her headquarters, somewhere, and I guess this is what she does with her free time. I'm sad to learn that she's still alive, since that means Moiraine's sacrifice was for nothing. There are about three men in the room with Lanfear. One of them walks around and gets in a position to have sex with her from behind. I assume he's doing this without asking her, so chances are when she notices him, she'll blow him to smithereens, or something. But to my surprise, she doesn't do anything right away. Only, a few moments later, the man simply disappears, then reappears dressed in a woman's outfit, complete with a wide-brimmed, white hat with a flower.

At one point, Lanfear says something, and suddenly her underwear disappears. Somehow I suspect this was a trap laid by Rand. She triggered the trap a while ago, setting the weave, but it didn't do anything noticeable until just now, when one of the words that she just said set off the effect. Clever. She gets up as though about to go somewhere, and I wonder if she means to do it naked.

Gendered Web Browsers (6:58)

I'm talking to my grandma when she says something about web browsers "for girls." With an internal groan, I try to explain to her that web browsers aren't gendered. I realize that she's from an earlier time, where the distinction between the sexes was more marked, but I have to do what I can to advance the cause of gender equality. I expect to have to repeat myself a few times, since she's hard of hearing, but to my surprise she understands me pretty well. I look at her ear to see whether she's wearing her hearing aid. Her ear looks strange--it's more like a cavity in the side of her head than a projection on the outside of it--but yes, the hearing aid is in. Well, good for her.

Grandma takes me to a room full of computers to demonstrate her point. All of the computers are showing the desktop, and most of the desktop backgrounds are pictures taken by the computer's user. The pictures tend to feature moments from family history--birthdays, vacations, that sort of thing. Admittedly, a lot of these pictures look like they could only have been taken by a female. Grandma sort of has a point, but I still feel like there's something she's not understanding.

Urine (6:58)

Someone from my family is trying to shoot a pet video about a dog. We're all outside in the back yard. They try to get it to do some cute tricks and then howl for a while. They're going to autotune the howling into a cute melody. [Actually, while I'm watching them shoot the video, the howling is already autotuned. It's like I'm half watching-them-shoot, half watching-the-video.]

Later, there's a pet rat sitting at the top of the hill. It's about two or three feet tall. Its trick is that it can pee on command. When I learn that Mom and Dad are planning to have it do this trick, I try to dash out of range, but I'm not fast enough. It feels like I've been hit by a sprinkler from behind. That rat has demonically good aim, and it always makes sure to hit absolutely everyone in range. Well, crap. Now I'm going to have to take a shower.

I look around to see how fared the rest of the family. Mom's not wearing any pants or lower underwear, and she's peeing while standing up. [For some reason, I just take this in stride.] I start walking back to the house, carrying a jar of the rat's urine. My sister is saying something about how we should have collected more urine to donate, and my mom is disagreeing with her. She says that the place accepts only a small amount of urine with each delivery, so there's no point collecting more.

10.02.2012

Assigned Sex Positions? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

There are these anime maids that are assigned to do a specific sexual position based on the sizes of their various body parts.

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10.02.2012

Artelis makes a Program (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm watching Artelis make a program, he's sitting on a black rotatable chair, with one arm in the L-position so he can have his index finger and thumb on his chin.

It seems he just initiated the program, and I can't remember anything after that.


I really need to start getting adjusted to sleeping early...this recall is horrible loool.

I strongly recall two dreams from last night. The first took place in a mall. My wife and I walked through it, looking in the shops and walking down the center hall. We began to argue about something, something not important. I rudely suggested that she... shut up, and she began to go on about whatever it is we were argueing about.
As we continued walking, I caught the eye of a middle aged women in the mall. She looked at my wife while my wife rambled and muttered "Oh stop bein a lil bitch."
I turned the the women seeing that she insulted my wife and began yelling at the top of my lungs, "Know what? %&#@ you %#&@*!" '*%&# you!" "You better shut, the *$&@# up!", and she returned my comment with an attitude, so I walked up and got in her face. I'm not like this in real life, honest. I find that in dreams, my emotions (espeically anger) are amplified and they turn on very swiftly. My wife backed me away and we kept walking through the mall. We went in one of the shops, and walked out it's other entrance, and there the lady was again. She gave me a look, and I yell "%*@% you!" as we walked out of the mall. I didn't know why I was acting out so harshly, but I did know that it felt good. (Sigh)

The next dream was more pleasant. My wife and I had a small garden of flowers. I can't say that these flowers were, "Alive" as a description. Because of course, all flowers are alive. But these flowers, were a bit... 'more alive', if you will. We breathed on them and they moved about, almost snuggling with the other flowers. We began talking to them in gentle voices, routing them on and giving them suggestion to grow. A few of the plants sprouted buds and flowers and gained colors. I grew quite fond of that garden. Hopefully I'll see it again soon.

Off to another dreaming event soon, goodnight Dreamviews!

Meditating gods in the back ground of a catholic church.

Informed my guru of current lucid dreams. He seemed to be very happy with me.

Recall not good, because this happened much earlier on in the night.

Part 1:
Walking with a large group of people to play the part of Romeo in theatre, got the impression it was amateur theatre, like a school play or something (despite having left school years ago). Realised I had learned none of my lines as we got close, made my excuses and bailed.

At some point I was in an old football changing room talking to who I think was a former player ar Br Utd - Brian T.

Part 2:
Dreamscape changes and I'm playing in a bowling match with my mum and her partner against some other guys, away from home in what I percieved to be somewhere relatively local, maybe 30 miles or so away. The scene changed from a lawn, to a bedroom floor type carpet, to a weird surface with a target at one end. Anyway, we were losing, the players left and I was on my own waiting for them to come back. I got fed up and also felt I was to blame for us losing so I bailed, knowing there was a fun park nearby, I sat on a rollercoaster, which was like a large sperical glass case, like a bubble, with metal seats. The ride was intense and so life like for a bit and then it slowed and was an easy ride to the end. After I returned to the bowling green where my mum and her partner had just lost the game but their team won overall as they had all won their games. We were trying to work out mums score on a piece of paper, which came to something like 1642, but we realised that was unrealistic so we took a 1000 off and made it 642 (which is still unrealistic)

Not much recollection of anything after that.