non-lucid

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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.

I've started working on Sageous's WILD classes, and read a great wiki about dream incubation, and how it can be used with MILD or WILD to incubate a lucid dream. I'm now using that in conjunction with a mantra and RCs.

I had to chose a location that was specific to my lucid dreams. I decided to use a beach, with palm trees. Because many of my first lucid dreams involved being on a beach, and it was where I first met my dream guide. I also thought that it offered many possibilities for a lucid dream.

My actual dream from last night consisted of me and my friends swimming at some lake. It was not really a tropical or beach setting, but for my first night of attempting dream incubation, it was close enough.
A bunch of friends from my school were there, and we were just sort of hanging around and playing in the water and stuff. It was not particularly interesting, but tonight I have the opportunity to go to bed much earlier.

I had a sex dream last night. As is normal, I am waaayy too private of a person to go into any detail other than it involved two members of a band (the same band I was listening to when I went to sleep.)

10.01.2012

Evil Prince of Tennis Shapeshifter (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke around 2:41 AM in waking life....

I'm in a round hallway with orange-yellow lights saturating the area, and Prince of tennis players are watching what's outside through the windows. To name a few that I can recall on from the top of my head, there's most of the Seigaku team, most noticeably Fuji, Tezuka, Kawamura, and Oishi.

Kirihara, who is from team Rikkaidai is also there, and there's probably more of various teams there as well, but I can't remember all of them.

Fuji has a towel on his head, and his eyes are opened (that only happens when he gets serious in a tennis match or sees something amazing and tense from watching a match).

Apparently, the Seigaku team and random members in other teams are having a dining out party, and I see Ice tea drinks in the usual Restaurant cups with lemon slices on top of the edge of the cups. Oishi is showing the back of the Seigaku jacket I believe, and there's a digit on one of the long sleeved sides with the number "68".

It seems Oishi declared that this was the average height of the Seigaku members, which is about 2.23097 feet. (What the hell? The shortest regular member there is Echizen, and he's at least like 4-5 feet tall....that's impossible).

I'm mostly watching things in first person perspective, and I'm pretty sure I'm not a spectator floating around, and I get a feeling that there's a poser, or shape-shifter in disguise with a weapon, I can just feel my dream body tingling with negative vibes. I try to avoid this negative frequency, and I warn as many player's as possible that there's a spy/poser/shape-shifter.

I immediately hear gunshots, and Kawamura is preparing to duck, but I don't know why.

Maybe because of the gunshots were coming in his direction. While I'm seeing Kawamura on the floor taking cover, I realize that I have my whole body curled up next to an L-shaped wall (the enemy would have to move over a bit to see what's between the gap).

There's a door to my right, and it has two gray locks on top of each other, and I quickly turn them horizontally and opened the knob to quickly dash out of the door.

The environment outside is similar to my Aunt's in South Carolina, and I go through the small path that would lead to the entrance of her house with the tropical kind of bushes on the sides of the small walkway.

I go to the driveway, and a Black Jaguar car comes out of nowhere from the neighbor's backyard.

It comes onto the driveway somehow, it just magically passes through the small metal wired fence that's like 3-4 feet tall that would lead to the backyard. After the vehicle passes and goes it's own way on the road perpendicular to the driveway, I turn back quickly to see the shape-shifter point a gun at me through an open window.

He fails to shoot me, and I get more tense, and then he tries to shoot again, but he still fails to do so. I try to run, but I'm doing it very slowly, and frankly, it was pretty damn irritating because I have no sort of weaponry on my body, at least one that's apparent. I go to the right side of the road perpendicular to the driveway in this familiar neighborhood of my Aunt's, and the shape-shifter comes out.

He takes the form of a little kid who looks like the toddler version of someone (nicknaming people again) named Mo (a tennis freshmen when I was a sophomore in HS).

He's preparing to ride purple bicycle to get a beach ball with red and white colors (they are forming into a spiral) to hit me. Apparently, he declares to me that the beach ball is explosive, and he rides the bicycle down the small slope on the driveway, and the ball comes right at me, but I quickly dodge it.

Despite me not being able to run quickly, the ball came really slow. He tries to get a few more balls and random objects thrown at me by ramming them with the bicycle, but he fails to do so. I'm still feeling tensed up and can only run very slowly. This is where the dream resets or shifts to another point I believe, and I'm back at the driveway that looks like my Aunt's.

Another car comes out through the backyard of the neighbor's onto to the driveway I'm on, probably the same Black Jaguar with a female inside riding it this time. I remember she had a ponytail, looked like she was Indian, and she had glasses with the black metal rim on the sides.

Mo aims his gun at me again, but he's just making himself the epitome of a Crappy aim. I get to the right side of the road YET again, and Mo this time comes out with a Pit bull by his side. The shape-shifter has a baseball bat in his hand, and the pit bull has a white face and a brown body. It looks like it's about 2 feet tall, and the pit bull gets ready to come at me, but the pit bull betrays Mo and barks and tries to bite him.

Mo gets scared from this, and the pit bull was probably irritated with Mo ordering him around to try and charge at me. The pit bull goes back to focusing on me, but it's still just standing there, slowly walking a few steps and stopping. Mo comes at me, and I stand my ground. I focus on the incoming pit bull and Mo, and Mo comes first.

I grab Mo by his collar (sorry, the kid has a baseball bat and is mostly likely wanting to bash my head with it) and kick him out of the way, and then try to deal with the pit bull.

I managed to get both pushed back far enough to give me ample time to calm down, and I honestly don't know what I did in retaliation to deal with them both, but it must've been extreme.

I slowly elevate my top torso up again from having to bend my back while doing the fighting move that I couldn't see clearly at all, and after that, I woke up with intense feelings, and felt shocking sensations for a while.

Oh and, the 68 cm on Oishi's Jacket from before, that's about 2.23 cm tall, and the pit bull seemed to be around that height, maybe a bit more......WHAT?!??!?!?!

Coincidence or some vague foreshadowing? I don't know.

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10.01.2012

Father Studies for Medical School (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It seems I'm a little child in this dream, something like that, it's really hard to verify this. There's some tennis match being displayed on a very large screen outside, and people from away on the huge grassy hills with other people sitting down are watching the match. The two people sitting down are apparently my parents, I could barely seem them, but their body contours from far away become clearer to identify.

The dream shifts to where my father is hugging me while I'm resting on the right side. He tells me that he has to study hard to get into Medical School...

That's all I can remember, and looooool, he did accounting...nothing related to medical school, at least as far as what he told me. Accounting was at its peak during his time, not medical...pfffffft what a stupid dream.

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10.01.2012

Novak Djokovic takes Statistics course? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a lecture room, and the professor asks if anyone is interested in taking Statistics in the future, probably to replace taking Calculus 3, which is similar to the options I have for Biochemistry in waking life. I raise my hand along with a few other people, and I'm sitting at the section to my left closest to the entrance.

The room is sloped deeply to maximize the number of seats, and someone who looks like Novak Djokovic mentions he's taking Statistics.

Someone asks how he got in it, and he declared that he had to get one of the highest scores, probably from a math placement exam, to get in. I see a value divided by 5 pop into my mind as soon as he declared that.

Then after that, the class goes back to paying attention to the random professor again. Then I realize I'm with a group of three, including myself. A random girl in the corp cadet outfit, which is a faded type of Khaki color, and she has a plump face, most noticeable on her cheeks. She has brown hair where the back side is balled up, and she has a device that looks like an iPad.

She has some weird extensions on it that's on the top and bottom layers, which leaves the rest of the screen available in the middle. The top section seems to be a keyboard type of extension for the iPad counterpart.

The next person in the group is some random dude next to her on the left side. He's chubby, and is wearing a dark blue hoodie jacket, light gray/white shirt underneath, and seems in a passive demeanor overall in class.

I can't remember anything else.

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10.01.2012

No Riding Bicycles in Building (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There's a class I have to go to that starts around 1:35 PM dream time, and the time now in it was 1:37 PM, and the apartment that I'm in, I could get to the class in maybe 2-3 minutes alone just by running as fast as I can. To be honest, it felt like it could've taken 30 seconds or less to get there, and even faster if I used a bicycle.

I get to class, and fortunately, the quiz or test we were going to have, teacher's assistants were still distributing the exam/quiz packet and Scantrons to fill in the answers for the multiple choice section. The lecture room has white walls, and there's dark blue carpet everything....on the steps to get to the rows of seat and where the professor's desk and and large table were as well.

Again, the class was formatted like that last dream, it was sloped down, to maximize seating arrangement, and I'm looking for a TA (teacher's assistant) who is handing out the blue scantrons, and then wait for them to finish the last row of seats so that can give me an extra one. I head for a random left handed seat all the way to the left side of the room. The room was structured to where it was it was curved, and it reminds me of my current math class room in waking life.

I go down to the seat, and I can't remember what I did next, so I assume there's another dream shift....

I ride my bicycle to get to class somehow, but I'm 1-2 minutes late again, but I don't think the professor cares about anyone being tardy for class. I looked at my Blackberry Curve phone, and realized I'm actually early, so the time changed dramatically from 1:37 PM to 1:07 PM, and then to 1:21 Pm without me doing a reality check.

The room actually had a different professor, but I didn't realize this until later on. She didn't seem to mind me being here, and I saw more students coming in to fill some empty seats for the next time, so I assumed this current class was almost over.

After my class is done, I ride my bicycle again, but inside a building. An old man wearing glasses, has gray hair, and is wearing a dark yellow dress shirt and Khaki pants tells me to not ride in the building. I feel embarrassed by this, and I stopped, and spent around 5-10 seconds lifting my bicycle so I could put it on my right shoulder. I walk like an idiot in front of everyone.

While I'm walking on the black tile flooring in this random building, two people seem to be having a conversation over something behind me, and I started to take interest of what they're trying to say. My audio starts kicking in and augments on their conversation, and I heard words that sounded like they were talking to me, even mocking me.

I get irritated to a point where I stopped, turned around, and told them that I know I shouldn't have had my bicycle in the building to ride on, and wanted them to stop making fun of me. They were two fairly tall African American males that looked like the counterparts to waking life versions that I had for a Comm App class in High School who were basketball players.

One of them immediately told me,

"We're not talking about that...."

And I turned around quick in more shame for me assuming they're talking behind my back, and now I'm going down an escalator with the bicycle. I trip and land on my rear somehow, but I managed to get up, and it's probably because the bicycle made my body out of balance.

It's weird thought, I thought I was holding it just fine when walking.....

Then I meet some person who looks like "Nin" (nicknaming again) in waking life. I don't know why he's here, but I figured I'd be nice to say "Hi" to him before he thinks I'm ignoring him or something..(you know those people that look at you, seeing if you get the same reaction of surprise that you know them as well, but haven't met in a while? Yeah...)

We have a general conversation, and I ask him how's college going for him. He takes a while to answer, and before he could respond, I immediately said his words for him.

"Oh, you just wanted to take some time before you do anything right?" (Meaning he wants to do some kind of other work before he goes to college I'm assuming).

He nods his head, we say our farewells, and I go back to my house to get something to go to another class, probably the same one in this new dream shift....there's an assignment that involves turning my vote on a worksheet, and I needed proper MLA citation, and it doesn't seem I didn't even do the assignment.

Eventually, I get the paper finished, and someone outside of the class before I go in has examined how the class is for me, and they're wearing a fancy suit and motorcycle helmet. I can't see their face at all, and the helmet is white with a black layer to cover their visage. They're resting their back on the wall with their arms folded, and told me that the class shouldn't be too much of a problem for me.

I go into the class, double check the worksheet I had to do with the proper MLA citation, and I can't remember what happens next unfortunately.

That person concealing their face with the bicycle helmet, it reminds me a lot like Light Yagami's father from the Death Note Movie where he wore a bicycle helmet during some small festival....

I know it couldn't have been him, the person felt familiar in terms of their energy signature, but now I'm not so sure....

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10.01.2012

Food in the Kitchen (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm in my apartment, and it's fairly dark inside. There's food left on the kitchen in various spots. Roast beef cut into circles done by my father I assume because I get an image of him when I see it....it's probably made for sandwiches I guess.

Then later on, I find fried rice in small to-go boxes, two of them, and there are a few ants crawling around.

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10.01.2012

Awesome Asian girl (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I meet an Asian girl who looks like the counterpart in waking life that I had for geometry in High School. She's a positive girl and is open to me, but it seems she wants me to start the introductions and conversations.

She's skinny, has a slight tanned skin, and she has black hair that's a balled up ponytail. I meet her outside some area with brown brick buildings. She looks down on her phone, and she tells me she works 6 side jobs....

I couldn't believe this chick, she's this happy and has 6 side jobs? To the left of me, there's an Asian guy who looks like Tim that I had for tennis class as a Junior, and the girl is still a few feet away from me.

I tell Tim that it must be her free day, because those are a lot of jobs...and I realized I think I should help him go out with her, rather than me taking her out.

I guess what I did was just help him get a date with her, and that's all I remember.

[I've decided to start including some timestamps: when I got in bed, when I got up, and when I recorded each dream.]

In bed from 11:18 to 9:05

Beware Lava 3:29

The eldest competitor first learned to channel a long time ago. An image of burning matchsticks appears. Then the matchsticks burn almost all the way to the point where the person holding the matchstick would get hurt, and the fire gets blown out. That's what happened to his ability. But he's still part of this competition. He's competing against two of his own students, both female. They start in separate, nearby rooms in a Minecraft world, underground. I'm playing as the teacher. He walks around the halls and sees that the doorways of the rooms of his students are blocked by collapsed ice. He's competing with them, yes, but he still feels like he should be nice to them. Back in his original room, he finds a back passageway that he can open using his ability to conjure fire. It leads into the room of one of the students. Then he shoots more fire, but he quickly realizes that it's getting out of control. The student in the room doesn't yet even know he's there, so he'd better warn her.

"Run!" he shouts. Without waiting to check that she does, he drops the wide bucket of water that he was holding. That water is an important resource, and he can't allow it to warm up. Heat is dangerous, here. I start trying to conjure some ice by first pressing 1 to select fire, then Enter to conjure a ball of fire in my hand, then 2 to switch to ice, then blowing on the ball of fire to freeze it, then throwing the ball of ice into a pile on the floor. All of these different buttons are tripping me up, and it's not going very quickly. Suddenly he notices that he forgot to freeze one fireball before throwing it on the floor. It's probably warming up all of the ice balls, making them completely useless. The air in the room feels very warm, and when he picks up the bucket of water, it's warm, too. The floor is especially warm, which probably means that there's lava rising below, melting the ice out from under his feet. It's time to get out of here. There's not even enough time to gather up what few supplies he has. He just runs--back into his original room and over to the far corner, then out with the pickaxe and start digging furiously. To where, he doesn't know. He has no supplies, so he's basically starting over.

An announcer starts speaking over the top of the video, something along the lines of, "Will he survive, alone, without resources, in the dangerous world into which he heads? Find out next time on 'Impossible Minecraft Campaigns!'" Meanwhile, the man is thinking that this was only the first of three episodes, and he's worse off than he was at the beginning--so it's unlikely he'll even survive the next one.

[This dream seems to be partially inspired by the dream incubation (?) I did before going to bed. I imagined myself in a forest, chopping down a tree, when I realize I'm dreaming and then start throwing fireballs everywhere, starting a forest fire. The heat was an important part of the scene, although it was supposed to be awesome, not terrifying, like it was in this dream. There was even a time where I imagined holding a fireball and then blowing on it to turn it into a ball of ice. So it seems like the dream incubation did something, although it was very indirect, and it didn't trigger lucidity.]

Group Hug 6:38

[I don't remember the main plot of this dream, just a side plot that I probably remembered due to its uncomfortable nature. My middle sister has always been trouble.]

Spoiler for Group Hug:

I'm watching TV in a room with a bunch of people. My middle sister is lying on a couch that's directly under the TV, facing away from it. I hear a moan from that direction, but it takes a couple of seconds to register that that was not a usual sound at all. I stare at my sister, wondering if she's dying from some wasting disease. I wonder if I should ask her if she's okay, even though that would disrupt the movie. Then I realize that the moan sounded almost sexual. I'm not sure. She's covered in a blanket, so she could be. . . . I avoid looking at her directly, but from where she's putting her hands and the disgusted sounds the rest of my family is making, it seems like she's probably masturbating.

Later, the main plot has taken the family driving in a car to another place. We get out and I start talking to one of several men standing outside in a group. It's an important conversation, and our discussion basically resolves the main plot. Towards the end, one of the other guys in the group starts muttering audibly to himself. I can't understand what he's saying, but it's distracting, and I realize, delightedly, that that's the point. It's a joke that when you mutter to yourself, you never know what kinds of conversation you might be interrupting. Or that no matter how important your conversation is, you might still get interrupted by a random muttering dude. Either way, it's funny. We all start laughing, and then, to my incredulous surprise, we go in for a group hug. We pretend like we're going to exclude the muttering guy, but then we let him in. All in good fun.

Later, all that's left is to wrap up a few loose ends. My middle sister came with us because she wanted Dad to buy something that removes semen from a uterus. Turns out there was a secret passage that comes up underneath that couch. One can reach it by going through the false back of a cabinet under the TV. So she had actually been having sex with some guy who came through that passage. We never saw him, but when the truth came out, we also found out that she's worried she's going to spill some semen out from the way it came in if she doesn't get some kind of tool to remove it in a controlled fashion. So now that the main plot is resolved, Dad got her some kind of wooden thingy that looks a bit like a spool that should apparently do the job. That ties things up nicely, so it's time to wake up.

I open my eyes into my dorm room and check the time, to see if I woke up in time for class. The clock says the time is 18:90. Converting from military time, I'm shocked to find that it's already evening. Wait a second, that kind of ridiculous lateness usually happens in dreams. And there aren't ninety minutes in an hour. Hah! Nice try. I manage to wake myself up successfully.

Candied Brazil Nuts 9:03

Dad and I park in the driveway and go into the house. A serial killer has been living in here, so we expect there will be a lot of bodies. And yes, there are. A lot of movie stars. There's a living movie star with us now, a young (black) one, and it's tragic to watch his face as he sees all of the bodies. He knew these people. It occurs to me that I'm paying attention to the fact that he's black, when really it shouldn't matter. So I stop thinking about it.

After tidying up a bit, Dad and I get back in the car to head to the picnic. Taylor Swift is on the radio: "We are never ever ever getting back together." Except it's not actually her song--it's a rap song that uses the same chorus. Man, that's what frustrates me about rap. They borrow melodies from classical music and from good pop songs and they just reuse them without adding anything.

We get to the picnic and find Mom. She came earlier than us. She tells us that she meant to clean up the killer's house herself, but she had other things to do first. She didn't mean to leave us with the job. I'm not cross with her about it, but she seems like she's in a bad mood. Then Dad gets mad at me because I forgot to bring the hot dogs. I meant to bring the hot dogs, and I even planned out exactly which hot dogs to bring, but I forgot. One of my sisters tries to defend me by explaining this, but Dad says it doesn't change the fact that I forgot. I suppose he's right. My alarm wakes me up.

Dream - Lucid

I was with my dad and I think my brother. We were outside doing something (vague statement is vague). It had something to do with all of our "homes". We were all in our separate spaces, but they weren't separated by walls or anything. I feel like we were decorating our spaces or something to that effect. Something about some game weird game I was playing with my dad. My dad seemed really happy.

I then was walking past a big, vivid, slightly sloped, green field underneath a beautiful, clear blue sky, and I saw this HUGE, vivid, light brown-colored buffalo inside a fenced-in area. He was indeed quite large, even for a buffalo. I exclaimed my finding to the people I was with (it may have not been my dad and brother anymore); I was excited!
"Look! A buffalo!" I said.
I watched the buffalo walk down the slope, and some epic music was playing. I thought it was fitting, and then, at the end where the fencing closed off, I saw a guy putting a buffalo head mask on top of his own head, and wearing all black on the rest of his body. He was standing on the other side of the fence. He was trying to rile up the buffalo for some show. It was weird, like they were supposed to fight.

I then remember talking to this guy later, when the buffalo mask was gone, though he was still wearing all black. He was an old, ex-military guy with many wrinkles and grey hair. He was very particular and strict about things, and kind of crotchety. He was talking to us a bit about the buffalo, and some other things which I can't remember right now.

When we were talking to him, more people showed up. I then heard
"Krista, do you remember me??" a voice said, loudly.
I looked across from me to see who it was, and it was Lindsay, a lady I know IWL, but haven't seen in a long time, who is, in fact, normally quite a loud talker. I looked at her eyes. They seemed small, but pretty, a beautiful light brown color like her daughter's eyes. She was smiling. I acknowledged her.

Right before I woke up, I dream skipped to talking on the phone to a female doctor about scheduling an appointment.