non-lucid

Out of Order

The members of the adventuring party start singing. It's a very pretty song. I like it a lot. But I can't remember why they're doing it, so I flip to a different part of the book to try and figure it out. That doesn't answer many questions, so I flip around again. Now, before all of this, I'd been near the end of the book. But by the time I'm done, I've found a chapter back in the first third of the book that I don't remember reading at all. Oh, dear. I guess I must have skipped these chapters accidentally, when I was trying to find my place after setting down the book for a while.

LMMS

I open a new project in Linux MultiMedia Studio and start composing. The idea I have in my head uses the string section, so it would be nice to have some good samples for that. I remember that I configured a couple for a previous project [IRL: true], so I open that project and try to copy over the instruments. It works pretty well! Now I guess I should start thinking about how to use percussion. Should I use it to reinforce the string accents, or do they stand well enough on their own?

My recall has been a bit off lately, but I did manage to remember one silly dream I had. I was in a building full of people, most of them teenagers and children. We all wanted to play this huge game of freeze tag, and to my knowledge each person got a select group of abilities. My abilities were mirroring Kog'Maw, a character from League of Legends. My friend Marykate was the team captain. The character Kog'Maw has acids in his mouth that allow him to literally eat anything. He shoots it out as an artilary like shot, and if it lands on someone- you have vision on them for an amount of seconds. Also he can throw a line of muck in front of him, making anyone who runs through it slow down to speeds of almost nothing. I enjoyed playing with these two abilities, but they were hard to control at some points.
I remember the enemy team conspiring to take advantage of my eye sight. I can't see in the dark, and it was dark enough in here for me to have to move slowly and cautiously. That peaved me, but I got into a possiiton of vantage, and began really turning the game around. There were two levels of paths, one about ten feet below the other. I stood on the top one, and jumped down whenever a victom of the enemy team would come my way. And if they came on the top path, I would jump down to the bottom and snag their feet. I had it set up pretty good, lol. After that I noticed that some had stopped playing, so I walked back down the lower path- continueing to try to master my game abilities. After a while it looked like my projectiles were just me chucking eggs up in the air. Shortly after that I woke up to my alarm.

A dream fragment that I somewhat remember, but don't remember the dream at all was something having to do with- a group of cooks, my family and I were going to test them.

Old-Time Riddles

I'm reading a set of six or seven old Garfield comic strips. But it turns out they're actually riddles. An old man comes up to me and explains them, one by one. The last one is about balloons: A man buys a balloon in the early 1900s. Then he sets it down and picks it up again, or something. Anyway, the trick to the riddle is to realize that back in those days, people didn't know how to use helium, so balloons didn't float. They weren't held with ribbons; they were held using a sturdy plastic stick. I think this is rather clever, and the old man and I part on good terms.

[Drat! I got the month wrong. Also, sorry about my absence, there. I've been trying to install Linux on my laptop. . . .]

Crash Landing

I'm in an episode of Doctor Who! I'm in a flying craft when I hear some team members calling for help. I expect someone else to help them, but no one does, so after a minute I go over there myself. The two team members, a man and a woman, are sitting side by side, flying the craft from a sort of detachable pod on the side. There's also a giant, black grasshopper in the pod with them. It's not moving, but it looks dangerous, and I assume that's what's worrying them. I get in the pod to help them, but it looks like we're going to have to crash land. We're going too fast; there's no way anyone should be able to survive this. But somehow, with myself at the wheel, we just glide to a halt on the ground. No one's even bruised. I look over at the two other people and say, with a wry smile, "I have no idea how that just happened."

But there's no time to think about that. Everyone gets out of the craft. The man who was next to me takes out a small model of the grasshopper and disparagingly throws it on the ground. Wow, was that all he needed to do to deal with it? Suddenly I remember that the only reason we needed the grasshopper was because it powered the craft, somehow. I'm glad to be rid of it. But then, from the place the model grasshopper landed, bugs begin to rise from the ground--one by one, but quickly, so that soon there'll be an entire swarm of them. And they don't look benign. The Doctor runs in and meaningfully taps his watch. Yep, it's time to get out of here. I try to run on ledges around the side of the cavern, swatting bugs away from my face. Eventually I get away.

Later, it comes to light that the structure in which we now find ourselves is a remnant of an ancestral civilization, forced to escape from its homeland.

Grammar Game

The point of the game is to take regular English sentences and "translate" them into an amusing American dialect. Something about switching from present tense to present progressive. One variant of the game involving the word "grandma" turns out to be pretty hilarious.

omfg, i finally did it!! just for a minute though, cuz my alrm clock went off and snapped me out of it. but it was cool while it lasted!! before i went lucid, i seen a couple of my friends, including my best friend, and she said, "i got pregnant." and i was like, you did?! and she said yeah and i asked is she took a pregnancy test and if it was positive and she nodded her head yes. and i said wheres the baby? and she said i tore it up already. so i said oh. then i saw my bf and we were at his house and he's usually taller than me when we stand next to each other, but in my dream, he wasn't taller than me, and thats when i said, why am i as tall as yo- ohhh, im dreaming!! XD so he was like yeah... another weird thing i noticed was that none of the lights in his house were turning on and we went downstairs some where (the only light that WOULD turn on was down there) and i said, yeah this isn't your house, and he was puffing out his cheeks like everything was cool. then we were in this weird/cool room with stained glass everywhere and wind chimes hanging everywhere and this origami guy (was made out of origami) had a green balloon in his hand and was flicking it with the other and shook the balloon after he flicked it and repeated. i flicked the balloon as we walked past him and then thats when i woke up. :x pretty weird eh...?

Last night I had a dream that I had some kind of disease that affected my liver.

Dream - Lucid

I felt myself falling asleep. I sat up out of my body, and went over to the other side of the bed. I looked around my dark bedroom, and then, decided to look at myself. My body was there, on its back (I fell asleep on my back), peacefully asleep, much different from the last time I had one of these experiences (last time my body was tense and afraid, eyes wide open and terrified). My body wasn't under the covers.

I went up to my body and stroked its hair, and said
"You are beautiful."

Then, I was in a room with Brett, my first long-term boyfriend that I dated in high school. I wanted to fly with him, since he was there with me. I grabbed his hand, and he said something, though I can't remember what; something along the lines of "what's going on?" or "where are we going?" I said back to him, trying to carefully choose my words,
"This is a lucid dream!"
He responded
"Oh right, a lucid dream," like he was agreeing with me that it was, indeed, a lucid dream.
I thought about whether or not he was a DC or an entity, since most of my DCs give me a blank, stupid stare or just outright deny that it's a dream when I call attention to the fact that I'm dreaming.

We then flew up into the sky, where either the sun was setting or the sky just had those sunsetty colors in it. I remember vividly feeling Brett's hand inside mine. We talked as we flew, but I can't remember what about. I then looked up and saw a starlit night sky and a beautiful, vivid red galaxy. I pointed it out to Brett. I thought about how this was the first time I had been able to fly with anyone hand-in-hand. I've tried before, but the person "weighed" me down, or someone else took me up to fly, and while we were ascending, I'd wake up.

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I was in some mountain river or stream or something. This dream occurred during both the night and the day. This guy I went to high school with, Jason L., kept pushing me down into the flowing body of water, onto the rocks, etc., saying things to me as he did so. I don't remember what it had to do with, but it had some sort of purpose. I then remember seeing a body, not sure if it was mine, his, or someone else's altogether, but he/she busted their head on a rock, and bright red blood started to pour out. I started to freak out.

I remember talking to Jason L. civilly in this dream, and I remember trying to get out from under some rock and my vision kept shaking, like I was trying to get out from being stuck underneath a block in Minecraft.

There was a point where I became lucid again during this dream, but I quickly lost it.

There was more to this dream, but that's all I can really recall.

09.18.2012

Spread Your Legs Naruko Anjou (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yeah, I grabbed you with the title huh....alright..

Spoiler for 18+:

There's an anime girl with short light brown hair, or maybe orange-brown hair (?), and she's in the spread eagle position, with her legs folded upwards, like this:

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And by the looks of it, she resembles Naruko Anjou.

It seems she's resting on a slope, and whatever it is, it's light blue, along with most of the area around area, so I'm presuming this is done at some kind of spacious shower. I don't know if I'm the one to command her, or if it's someone else, but something makes her cringe and twitch her eyes in shame, until she finally gives up and spreads her legs more.

Then a wooden penis appears on the bottom of her, and I think it's stuck on the floor. It seems the next command was for her to gently get on top of it, and slowly take it inside her asshole. After going through those facial expressions of being shy and all that, she gets every single inch of it in her.

Her vagina was soaked, maybe it was the water, or maybe she's climaxing from anal.

I can't remember anything else from the dream, except that she probably got used to having the wooden penis stimulate her anally.

Oh, and no traces of scat....and that's always a good thing.

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09.18.2012

Don't Steal From Him (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking with my father, he tells me to not steal from somebody that will be coming into whatever house home is in this dream.

Why are you telling me this? Why would I want to steal--------oh wait, hold on, inb4blackstereotype.

I try to explain to him calmly on why I wouldn't want to steal from him or anyone, but he stops me mid-sentence and gives me this small lecture on what he values in his children.

By this time, I just thought, "Whatever man."

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09.18.2012

Car with External Audio (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I'm in a vehicle with my father and mother, and then we go into some parkway, a pretty small one that could accommodate a few vehicles that may be coming in all directions. There's this white vehicle that comes in on the right, and I see there's a couple inside. A man wearing a mid-tone blue dress shirt, and probably dark dress pants.

The environment is very bright and sunny, but I don't really feel much of the glare and heat hitting my skin, since the vehicle I'm in is probably has the A/C on. All of the seats in the vehicle I'm in are light gray.

The wife/girlfriend/escort/whoever is barely noticeable, I just had a feeling she was there. I think she had long blonde hair though. It seems my father and the guy coming in were at a gridlock, so the guy in the white vehicle activates an external speaker from his car, which kind of looks like a White Mustang.

I don't know where the voice box or sound system is coming from, and then my father starts responding to the man. From my perspective, my father had all of his windows closed in the vehicle, so how in the world does he think the man is going to hear him at all?

From where I was sitting, I could hear my father's voice bounce off the windows a bit, there's just no way the other guy is going to hear this. Surprisingly, the guy hears him just fine, still a little bothered by this, I continued to listen their conversation. I guess it started with trying to get someone to back up so the other person could park, since they're still at a gridlock.

I can't recall the exact words, but I did notice a gradual augmentation of anger coming from both parties. I'm just sitting there, absorbing all of this, and then finally, the guy in the white vehicle gets pissed, and leaves. I think he screams something at my father, but whatever it is, good riddance to that guy.

My father probably talks to my mother about what he thought of the whole situation, I just can't remember what he declared specifically. I look where the guy in the white vehicle was headed, because I was worried he might follow us or something to intimidate my father even more.

So I turned my head to the right, ignoring whatever it is my father and mother are professing, and I see the guy is trying to take a curve to the right behind some building, and then I see him come out the other side of it. I'm not sure if he still wanted to hang around that area on purpose, and that's all I can recall.

Organic Chem and Math Exam...you're GOING DOWN today.

This is one of the first times that a non-lucid dream has been so interesting to me. Usually they're boring things like being at school or playing a video game. Short as it was, I really enjoyed it.

It all started out with me piloting a mech, as you might have guessed. I think that it was third person, so it may have been a video game dream, though it did not look familiar. I was making my way down a desert road, with a large cliff to my left. About a quarter mile up, the road turned into a canyon in the side of the cliff.
A commander's voice told me that the enemy force would come out of the canyon. I made my way to the mouth of the canyon, and saw 3-5 tanks coming out of the canyon.
But these were not normal tanks; they walked on four small mechanical legs, and had missile silos instead of cannons. They had desert camo. They opened fire on me, but all of the shots missed.
I began to examine my own mech. It was a bipedal walker with three weapons; a machine gun on the left side, a missile launcher. The top had some kind of laser sniper cannon. It was kind of a dark-blue gray color.
I began firing back, favoring the missile launcher. More of the walking tanks came out of the canyon. I kept killing them, but I was getting overwhelmed.
"Snipers!" The commander hollered.
I looked up and saw another type of mech making its way along the canyon rim. Unlike the tanks that were slow and lumbering, these mechs were swift, with long, spidery legs and a huge sniper cannon. They had a bright red/orange coloration.
Shots hit all around me. One hit one of my mech's legs, and I limped over, immobilized. I looked up and fired my own sniper at one of the enemy snipers. He went limp, and the spidery machine fell into the canyon.
A second barrage, and my mech was hit in the cockpit. (This was third person.) I looked over to take out another sniper, but my weapons started malfunctioning and they all fired at once. I didn't kill another sniper. Then the walking tanks in the canyon fired all their missiles, and I think my mech failed entirely.

The dream cuts out at this point. I may have entered deep sleep and left the dream. I don't think I woke up.

I was at a party in Czech. Quite a few faces that I recognised. It was night and it was some kemp. People were smoking weed and drinking. I had some myself. Then I found myself paragliding... people were watching and the wind was really strong. It was pretty awesome.
Then I landed and had some more weed and food. There was food everywhere. We were all quite drunk, when suddenly a little gang came and was going to take their electronics, especially iPads. I had my phone and MacBook there too. I started shouting at those people and was going to fight with them. But my hands were really week and I couldn't punch them hard. My friends were the same, and they show me how weak their wrists were. I think they used some has on us. They took some iPads.
Then another group of 3 teenagers came, and I still had my computer and Lucas Zurcin's iPad that I was hiding behind me. I was ready to fight but still felt weak. Then I recognised one of them. It was young Danicek. I was yelling at him that if they take something I will come and kill him. They got scared and ran away. Lukas was pretty happy.

It was a winter time. I was skying down hill along some road. It was progressively getting from just snow and nothing but snow.... to a muddy frozen road. I was filming the whole skying experience. Not sure for what reason. Then when I got home I realised that we kept Tyrannosaurus rex as a pet at home. It didnt surprise me much. I know that during that hard winter we found frozen cow somewhere and we still kept it. So I told my mother that I will cut it in half with chain saw and feed the Rex with it. She thought it was a good idea. But then I found myself mixing a bowl with flat pasta and a bowl with some red sauce. It was also for the Rex and my mother was to show me how to feed it. She took a knot of the pasta and spilled table spoon of the red sauce on it. Then she threw it to the mouth of the rex that was behind a wooden fence. And I continued doing that as she showed me.

I was at home back in Czech. It was evening and there was quite a few people in the house. It seemed that some family with kids came to visit us. I had my ex Barbara coming to visit me later. When she came, there was a little girl sleeping in my room. I think it was my cousin's daughter. I was thinking of how to get her out.
Then I managed to move her to my mothers bedroom, but later when I went to check her, I saw her swinging hands around with eyes half open. I thought she was dreaming about flying. I went back to Barbara and she was little upset. I told her that she can stay in my room. She was suspicious but agreed and told me that she had to go home for something.

When she returned, I found her in my room kneeling, facing away from me. I was amazed by her long red hair. It was truly amazing. At some point we started cuddling and I was wondering whether she was still with her boyfriend..... thats all I remember.

I was upstairs in my cousin's (I recognize him as my cousin, but his face is my neighbor's face) bedroom with my brother. We were both sitting on the bed, facing the door. My brother was sitting at the end of the bed while I sat at the head. We watched as our cousin got to the second floor. He sees us but just turned away and walked in to his brother's room. I see his brother and his girlfriend in the room, they were hugging. The door closed behind them. --- I was outside at what seems to be the walkway to apartment rooms. Trees, bushes and flowers were around me and it felt really peaceful. While I was walking, I felt like I was wrapped in a heavy blanket. My dad appeared walking in front of me and was surprised that I was out of the house. --- I started watching ShayCarl's videos again, and noticed that he looked somewhat different.

09/17/2012
12AM-10AM

I woke up a good 3 hours before I needed to and summoned the energy to write down a dream fragment. Unfortunately, some of the writing is illegible, and I'm incapable of gaining any information from certain parts of it. Recall is becoming interesting. I need to use "awaken from the dream" more often throughout the day.

The last complete fragment I remember is of riding a motorcycle in a race attempting to prove myself against a few other slow-moving parades in the georgetown area. This fragment combined the recent viewing of motorcycle diaries with riding my bike with no hands. As I tried to go handless, I slid out of control. I thought this was at the expense of the entire race, but I managed to get back int the front and win the thing.

Before that, I know I was in a large house setting remarking upon a mild lucidity to the extent that I was calling myself a sill human for thinking so boldly that I could completely craft my dream environment. I tried to force move a mason jar to no avail. I also remember watching a few people walk incredibly close to a roller coaster which I anticipated them colliding with. I believe they gave the voyagers a high five though. The last decipherable comment is campaign balloons, and I vaguely recall the celebration of a democratic candidate winning. Nonetheless, I'm excited to go to sleep.

This dream started out with my wife and I walking along the grass. We were in some kind of park, but a nice park that was connected to a city hall. There was an open field, but also a section full of semented water falls and pools of decoration. For some reason or another, my wife wasn't wearing a shirt- and started playing in the water. I was off about fifty feet on the cement, standing on a slab next to the city hall watching in awe.
I began hearing people talking, wondering what she was doing in the water. They kept going, and going... I was suprised at how many people gave a crap that she was in the water. Didn't they have more important things to talk about? lol.
I walked up to her and got in the fountain pool to back her up. No harm done, except maybe to our skin because of the chlorine. Shortly after we were joined by a few others that noticed it looked fun, and in no time we had a small crowd of fountain swimmers to mingle with. My family actually showed up and took a dip. They were on their way to Bible study in the park, and we decided to go with them.
The study didn't start for a good hour, and my mom reminded me that I had an eye doctor's appointment to be at right now. So we hurried down the street to a new doctors office. They were still renovating and moving things around. My mom seemed so conserned today that I might lose my ability to see color, and she went on and on about how nervous she was about it.
"Mom... Mom. Calm down, I can see fine. I can see colors fine, Mom. Red, blue, yellow green, their fine." I said trying to reassure her. I went in to the doctor and asked if we could get some type of test on my visual ability to see color. He was cool with that, and we did a couple tests. He said something a couple times that gave me the impression he was being rude, but every time in a few moments I noticed he meant something else entirely. The appointment was concluded and it was time to hurry back on over to the park. I remember I had a talk with my dad about my two brothers, I'm not sure what it was about though. We got back to the park and saw the studying pastor. I don't remember much after this point, but I do remember feeling strange and unnequiped, I didn't have a Bible.