non-lucid

I was at a school carnival with my lunch group but without AA.

I was at the mall, walking through random stores.

I was in a room with 10-20 people. AA told me to look back, I saw something blue coming through the hallway. AA, JP and A locked arms with me and we stood there. The blue was actually a wave of water, it flushed our side of the room and backed out. It happen a few more times. Something red was coming through this time. This time, it was just AA and I in the room. We realized it's lava. She jumped up the bed and tried to help me up. The bed was higher than usual and I lost all my strength out of fear. I finally got on the bed and scooted back as far as possible. The room was glowing red from the lava. I worried that the lava would rise higher and higher but it didn't. Something happen and it turned to water. I got off the bed and out the hallway. I got to this dungeon like room, it was kind of dark. There was a section in the room with 2 doors. The one on the right have 2 holes and the left have 1. I pressed a button on the right and I got 2 keys, they sparkling like fairy dust and really light. I forgot what the right side button gave me. I fitted the keys and the other object in to holes. The doors opened and started playing a song each. It was a slow and high key melody, it was terrifying. I quickly closed the doors and walked back. I forgot what happen next but it made me tell myself that it's a dream and to wake up.

09/19/2012
11PM-10AM

Date: September 19th, 2012
Lucid: No?
Location: A river, a town in the past (1981), a subway system?
Tone: Scary, fun, entertaining

The River

Going as far back as I can remember into this dream, I recall sitting in a small clear-water river two other people. There is a raft behind us, made of logs tied together. The river has clear water, and lots of brush on the skirts of it, meaning there is no beach around most of it. The river is in the shape of a “T”, with us being situated at the bottom part of the “T”. To the north of us, there is a small beach with a few stereotypical looking tipi huts. To the west, the river extends into a bend, and to the east, the river continues a bit further. A woman sits on the beach, staring longingly out into the river. Suddenly tons of tiny little arrows start being shot at in our general location. We swim back a little bit towards the raft, but do not go under it. One of the small arrows hits one of the people I'm with in the head. It does not kill, or even seriously injure her. Even so, we make the assumption that these arrows in large doses are deadly.

I decide to get under the raft, and swim my way (using the raft as coverage) to the beach. The others think this is a bad idea, but I do it anyway. The river opens up and is much wider in the upper beach section. There is no current moving me at all, in any part of the river. I arrive to the woman on the beach, and my memory is foggy at this point, but I recall swapping out the raft for a blowup horse that I use as cover. I switch back to the raft at some point, and I recall the woman being upset that she isn't able to leave the beach. At this point, I assume that the arrows are other “tribesmen” or something sitting in the brush beyond my sight, protecting her. Set around the brush by the river near the beach, there are giant traps. They are giant planks with nails and spikes in them, that swing down into the water if you trip them. The raft does trip one of the traps, and I am not harmed, but this is how I see them in action.

I use my raft to swim over to the east side of the “T” river, and find myself at land. However, it is simply a set of three doors in a very small tunnel. One is to my left, one is to my right, and the other straight ahead. I remember the door to the left being orange. On the door, there things written (like how most doors have “Emergency Stair Case” or “First Floor”), but are in another language. I recall it reading something like “Dans Alfred”. From the other two doors, I can hear that they are like large staircases (like the kinds you find in hotel). The echo of the staircase makes me able to hear people. I can hear them running up the stairs, so I open the door in front of me, and run down.

The Diner

As I run down the stairs, there are a set of men with guns and in uniform (similar looking to the police, but more military) facing down the stairs (opposite of my direction). There is a gap where there seems to be two men missing from the unit. I jump through the gap and when the rest of the unit take notice, I yell “Alred is the other way!”. This is the only thing I remember repeating. I'm very keen on making sure they know I'm not “Alfred”, whomever he is.

I open the door on the other end of the short staircase, and find myself in a diner. I recall a slight flight/tussle with someone here, but I do not remember the specifics. I walk towards the entrance of the diner (which is shaped more like a coffee shop), and find people sitting at a table there. I recognize them in my dream, but I do not remember who they are now. After sitting there, my father walks up. He is holding a stack of newspapers that are taped to his chest with pink duct tape. For some reason, I believe that they are hiding a piece of bulletproof material, in case someone wants to shoot him. We speak, I do not remember of what, and he gives me one of the newspapers in his large stack. I look down, and it seems to be a catalog of sorts. Everything is super expensive in the catalog.

The Town/Convenient Store

I walk across the street, and judging from the cars and atmosphere, I have deducted that I am in the past. It feels like late 60's, but I come to later find out the year is 1981. I walk into a store that has a layout of a general store. The shelves are stocked with random items. Inside, there is also a man selling tattoo stuff. I decide that I need some lotion for my fresh tattoo (which in real life, I do not have any recent tattoos that would need this), and ask for assistance. One of the cashier clerks walks me to the back section of this small general store (there is only three or four isles), and I find a bunch of specialty tattoo lotion. There are all sleekly designed. It's sort of the setup you would see at a high-end fashion salon or hair stylist. He suggests two types of lotion to me, both orange in color. He says that most people don't like one of the things he has suggested, but he finds it “amazing.” I set down the forementioned item and explore the store a bit. Lotion in hand, I find the store stocked with various items, such as perishable food, toys, etc. It's like a convenient store for everything. On the side closet to the front of the store, there are old video arcade games (old time-wise, not in condition or look), that are available to play. There is a man at the front of the store, who asks me what kind of candy I would like. As I tell him my choices out of the selection, he begins filling up different cups with different candy combinations and then hands them to me. I didn't ask for them, he just gave them to me. I walk to the counter to ring out my purchase (which is now lotion and some candy), and there is two long lines. I get in the left line, where the checkout counter is set up like a spare table, with an old man sitting down. There is a small boy and an older man in front of me. They are taking forever ringing out. The old man clerk tries to entertain the boy by showing him that he is on surveillance camera. The clerk points an old camcorder at him, which then immediately shows the young boy on the closed circuit television. I laugh for a while with them.

Note: I'm not sure if I was lucid at this point, but you'll understand why I'm confused soon.

I then slam down my hands on the counter and tell everyone to hurry up. I'm not truly mad, just feigning it. I then smile at everyone, and set my candy and lotion down on a nearby counter, and then focus myself, and spin in a circle a few times. I'm doing this in my dream to regain focus. I do not remember being lucid here. Perhaps I was lucid for a short period of time and do not recall it, or somehow the idea of spinning to gain clarity in a lucid dream has found its way into a non-lucid dream. Either way, I pay for my things. The man asks me tons of questions about my age, birth year, car, etc. He is filling out things on a form. Realizing that I am in the past, but truly from the future, I have to do some quick math to figure out what my fake birthdate and car stuff should be.

It is at this point in which I figure that I'm 18 years old (I'm actually 21 in waking life), and that the year is 1981. I give him my information, he gives me a keychain of some sort, and I walk out. I consider stealing a reese's bar on the way out, but don't.

The Train/Bus

Everything from the past section to now is a bit fuzzy, and I do not remember getting here. The next thing I remember is sitting in a car with my friend (we are still in the past), when my friend gets out to get into an argument with a man in a large bus. It is now night time, and I step out to hear their argument. The bus is large, and my friend is on the other side arguing with the driver. I crawl under the bus (which is very highly suspended, might I add), and start pulling switches and levers. The lights start flickering in the bus, and other things start going wrong with it. The argument ends with my friend and the driver, and as I drive away, I see all the passengers of the bus looking very frightened out the window at me.

The Rest

Everything else after that is fuzzy. I remember being in a subway like tunnel, and meeting up with my friend. The “bus” that I had early messed with turned out to be a train that I had crashed. I have no clue how this happened, but I take my friend's word for it. My friend Jeff and I stand on a balcony, throwing panties (yes, panties) off the balcony towards this small hole in the ground. The panties stack in the hole, making a sort of netting around it. In the distance, there are horses feeding and frolicking about. The horses seem drawn to the large stack/net of panties, and surround the hole. They all fall into the hole, which sucks them down and out of sight, like the hole is on the ceiling of a giant cave.

This is all I can remember

Retrospective

The only thing that really interested me (besides the idea of being in the past in a dream, which I've never done) was the fact that I cannot remember if I was lucid or not. If I wasn't lucid, I'm even more interested in why I was doing clarity stabilizers in a normal dream. Oh well.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am playing in a basketball tournament in someone's house. My boss, my mom, and my dad are in the kitchen watching us play 5 on 5 in the living room. There are strange rules that we are debating. At the end of the game each player takes 3 3-pointers, then another, then a dunk. I got mad rebounds.

Dream 2:

I am at my brother's huge house playing poker. My brother announces that he is going to have a $200k one-year anniversary in Anaheim. He is sending out invitations that state that everyone will be picked up in fancy cars. My wife is sitting next to me and my friend CS is across the room. NG is also there. I notice little flowers that look like colorful christmas trees which I identify as strawberries. We eat some. I win a huge hand (a couple thousand dollars) with most of the chips coming from CS. My winning hand is a straight flush, 4-8 of spades. She is really pissed about it because she was positive she had a winning hand. I believe she has a full house. My wife is a real bitch when she announces my hand to everyone - directed at CS. She slowly reads off my hand one card at a time. After this hand I realize that I am almost late for a meeting with my boss's boss CR.

After realizing this I find myself on the campus where I work. The grounds are covered with swimming pools filled with toys, slides and small children. For some reason I am completely naked in the pool. I am very embarrassed and do my best to cover myself up because the children's parents are watching them. I manage to get out of the pool and find out that there is a flea market going on as well. I find a booth selling jeans and find my perfect size. I steal them and put them on without drying off.

I head over to building 15 wearing only wet jeans and get into a MASSIVE elevator - as big as a house. There are many pairs of shoes on display in the elevator but they don't fit me. I am having difficulty finding CR's office, which I believe is the 12th floor, 17th wing, room 12. The floor I am on reminds me of the airport in Cancun Mexico.

I wake up and try to visualize the dream scene because I want to continue.

I arrive at my meeting with CR about 40 minutes late. My other two co-workers are there and I kinda just slip into the conversation. I answer two questions confidently about how well we all work together then the meeting is over. When the others leave I plead to CR to give me 5 more minutes to meet with him. He hesitates. I say 2 minutes and we sit back down. I say to him "I feel like I owe you an explanation. I have had a very rough day. I was with my brother and niece helping" with something and she got very sick. I stayed to help out and make everything OK. CR doesn't believe me. I try to make my case more believable by saying that the doc said its one of those 1-2 day illnesses called (I can't think of something to say). I am doing a horrible acting job and I can't come up with something to say. Finally he says a name and I say I don't think that's it. Somehow this makes him believe me and we start having a normal conversation. He loves me now and we go out onto the train (which inexplicably is operating on my work campus).

I explain to CR that it is fun to jump around on the train and railings around the buildings. Before I can even finish my sentence he is off jumping around and I follow. I get a text message from CS saying something like "we don't like each other anymore" and "my excuse was always the wedding so what now?" She is really upset with me after the whole poker incident. CR and I are jumping all over the buildings and railings now. I receive a message that my wife is with my parents at a 7-11 store (which also has sit down dining) and I have to take her home.

I jump onto another moving train that my brother and my dad are on - they are most likely heading to the 7-11 as well. My brother is really impressed with my jump. My dad is next to me freezing with the heater on and a blanket. I am hot so I put the AC on me and the guy next to me thanks me. The plan is to take my wife home and then go talk to CS.

I get to 7-11 and my wife is completely wasted with my friend WW, my mom and some other friends. My wife and WW are extremely fat. We get outside of the store and there is a huge parking lot on a steep slope. My wife starts dancing and slips. She rolls down an asphalt hill at incredibly high speed. I run after her and finally catch up to her as she slams into a curb. I carry her to my dad's truck like a baby. On the way I realize that a bunch of people filmed her rolling down the hill and were going to post it on you tube. I ask my wife if I should make them erase it. (I don't remember the reply). My dad gets mad at me for carrying my wife like a baby but she says that she is comfortable. I get her into the back of the truck then I wake up.

I only took notes at night. But it was already this vague, I swear. The LD made up for it though.

All I can remember is some puns about ghostbuttsters, and that demon hunters can one hit kill a demon with a Bible, but it is against their code to throw such holy object at the lowly beast, so they use holy weapons instead.

09-18-2012 -- More bits. Bad night of sleep. I'm running around somewhere, kind of hick town type of area, in a small town somewhere that I have had a dream of in the last year or two that involved looking for a pharmacy. I am walking down a small street when somebody running by shoots at me, and misses. Another person drives by, and also shoots at me. By this time I have dived to the ground.

A third guy rides by, this one on a bike, and he shoots at me too, and since I am already on the ground, he hits me. It hurts, but does me no actual damage, and I jump to my feet. A fourth person is trying to shoot me, and I grab the gun from this one and shoot him. Since I don't want to seriously injure him, I graze his shoulder, and leave him with pain, but nothing else. He is complaining, and I am asking him how he likes it. Somehow these hicks just like shooting people for fun.

The guy on the bike comes back and is going to try to shoot me again, but I take his gun away from him, and am threatening him with it. He reminds me of Mad Jack from Grizzly Adams, except he is also extremely cross-eyed. I am amazed he could aim the gun at me well enough to shoot me. He keeps being a jerk, so I try to shoot him with his own gun, but he tells me he already removed the ammo so I couldn't. Instead I break the gun to pieces and drop it on the ground, which annoys him.

I keep walking down the block, and soon come to a night club where I end up picking up a weird sword. It is made of metal, but it bends really easily, and twists into different kind of swords. Somehow I can still kind of fight with it, and there are hints of a past dream involving Spider-Man, but nothing I can remember well enough to post about. Also hints of stage magic and magic using a staff.

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Some kind of dream where I am Harry Potter at Hogwarts. I can't remember anything of the time in Hogwarts, but soon we're on the road in one of my white cars (either the Kia or the Ford Escort) there is me as Harry Potter, Hermione, and oddly, Draco Malfoy who is still a bit of a jerk, but is trying to change and improve.

I have no idea why, but Malfoy is driving, and he is terrifying. He is all over the road, driving as fast as he can, swerving around traffic, running lights, almost hitting pedestrians who are diving out of the way ... he is a horrible driver. No surprise, we get pulled over by a cop. Malfoy is afraid of getting in trouble. I just have my wand at my side, and figure a brief confundus, and we're on our way. Unfortunately, Malfoy pushes Hermione to get out of the car and talk to the cop. As soon as she begins, Malfoy floors it, turns a corner, and then starts to slow down a little, hoping she will catch up with us. That idea is obviously ridiculous.

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Certain there is an interesting missing fragment from the night, but just haven't been able to remember it.

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Very sci-fi dream. I am in a different world that people can travel to from the normal world somehow (space ships or stargates or something), but however I got here was not the normal way, which means unlike everybody else, I can't easily communicate with our world back home.

The Charmed Ones are here, and there has been some kind of message from some sort of spirit (their Grandma?) that indicates that I should be with one of them or perhaps all of them. Pru does some sort of reading that doesn't show that I should be with any of them, but that does hint I should be around and be a friend, and that things might change with time.

I find myself being confronted by Leo the Whitelighter, who seems to be the father of a very hillbilly-ish family that he is fairly abusive to. He offers me a ride down 192 back to my hotel room. When I get there, we are all getting ready to check out and go home. There is a rumor of some sort of haunted house above our floor, and there is one little kid who has been planning to climb through the vents to get the the floor above and check it out. I am interested too, so we get to it.

We find the vent, and there is a fan in it that was have to loosen and take out, but we manage to eventually squeeze our way up to the floor above, and instead of any sort of haunted house, we just find another hotel room or apartment. Nothing interesting in that, so we just drop back down to our own room. But now we're hot and sticky, and have to wash up before leaving. Unfortunately the hotel room bathroom seems more like an airplane bathroom, with a really weird, tiny toilet is is hard to get to and use properly.

09-19-2012 -- [Very weird dream, about five hours into sleep period, scenes all over the place and very odd.]

Working in a fast food place of some sort, and see a pack of Mike 'n Ikes or Good and Fruity or the like, which I can't resist taking from a shelf. The place has turned into more of a convenience store, and a minute or two after I take it, I realize I have to pay for it, and try to give my manager a quarter. She doesn't want to take it, and has a policy of only taking bills, but I remind her it is only .25 cents, so bills mouldn't make as much sense.

There are brief hints of Doctor Who and the TARDIS, but it doesn't go anywhere. Instead, as I step into the TARDIS, it turns into an elevator, and just takes me to the second floor. I am now on the second floor at what seems to be a cross between the TAMS warehouse and Hewitt Associates. I don't work here, but for some reason I am in the building.

I am walking down the hall, and find an attractive woman who seems to be delivering some job applications that people have filled out or something. They won't take them, but ask the woman to wait, explaining there is more information needed or something, and that it will all be clear in a couple of minutes. I walk further to where some prospective new employees are being given a test, and they are being told "You will not be able to finish the test. Do not let this worry you, just get as far as you can in it." The questions are all numbered, but not all numbers are used, they jump around.

One guy thinks he has figured out something, and is suggesting everybody ignore any questions numbered under 1000, as their group all has employee numbers over 1000. I'm a little disgruntled, as my number, when I worked there, was under 1000. On the other hand, I am neither reapplying nor taking the test, so why should I care? [Oddly, I am convinced this bit of the story reflects on a Harry Potter fan fiction I read last night right before bed, where Dudley had a number of 00001.]

I walk back toward the attractive lady with the applications, figuring I would try and get a glimpse and see if I could figure what was missing from them. She doesn't want me to look, and seems offended or something, and suddenly we are in May Company at the Buena Park Mall, and either she chases me out the door facing La Palma, or I chase her out of it. We're approaching Dale Avenue, and need to cross to the Food King parking lot, but the traffic is really, really heavy.

Somehow the woman is now being carried in my arms, and is half a very sleepy BC, and half a sleepy cat. And either might be disturbed by all the loud, rushing traffic. There is finally a break in the traffic, and I start to run across the street, when there is some loud music behind us in the mall parking lot. I make it safely across the street and into the Food King parking lot, but now the music is in front of us. It is a group of punks (almost a gang) who are going shopping. As we grab carts and start toward the door, they are telling us we can't go shopping because they are going shopping.

We try to ignore them, and as we approach the door, BC has warped into Dale. Somehow we already have stuff in our carts as we approach the door, and it seems like we have to be checked out to go in, rather than the other way around. Odd. Anyway, we are supposed to have four 12 packs of sodas, and the punks ahead of us only have two, so they steal two from our cart, and the guy checking them in doesn't seem to care. But since Dale and I no longer have four, they aren't sure about letting us in.

Soon they are cooking something for us, but since we don't have all the ingredients they wanted, they aren't making what we ordered. I try to be pleasant, but explain that since they aren't making what we ordered, we'll try it, but if we don't like it, we'll refuse it. One of the punks is making fun of us, so I suddenly start beating him, seriously, about the face, really smashing it up pretty badly. I am speaking to the manager about the whole situation when Dale gets mad, and starts slamming the face of the employee into a table, smashing him up pretty badly, as well. The manager says he was thinking about firing the guy, anyway, and I am trying to make sure Dale doesn't go too far and kill the guy.

Soon we're sitting on one of the benches outside the store. It is late at night, and for some reason I have a deck of cards and am asking Dale to "pick a card, any card." Except I've forgotten how whatever trick I was going to do was supposed to work, so I just put the deck in my pocket and forget about it. We're discussing some sort of trip we want to take at the end of the month, but don't know if we can pull it off, probably not. Dale is falling asleep, while I am matching up these strange little bits of stone, and whenever I find two that are alike, they disappear. I am soon realizing they are Runescape strange rocks.

09.19.2012

Black Cyclohexane Bomb (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this one is that I'm walking in an environment that resembles the section at my University, which is the Blocker building. The skies are light gray, and I think I see Seiichi Yukimura from Prince of Tennis in spectator mode.

I remember seeing him from an angle from the bottom, and then looked up at him. The angle shifts back to a regular section, and I see mostly his upper torso and head now. He's holding a Black object that represents the skeletal structure of a Cyclohexane.

He's holding it very carefully with his right hand, he has his index finger and thumb on the side of it. I think someone tells me it's a bomb, but I don't really believe this.

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09.19.2012

Mark75's Taoism Class on DV User Forums (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I should've reality checked here, Mark75, teaching a Taoism class on the User Forums section. And this thread is SHOWING promise.

Oh man, I wanted to sign up, but something kept me back from joining in. A few members were really interested in the Course, and this reminds me of the Teaching section ShockWave just made recently.

Mark75 shows a link on where the signed up members can go to for activities for practice, and the text was perfectly readable, until the extension after the ".com/" that looked like a kindergartner doodled it in.

Loooool

Hahaha, Mark75, teaching Taoism, and I don't reality check, lovely.

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09.19.2012

Hot Blonde Rings My Doorbell (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

By doorbell, I mean doorbell, no sexual innuendos here!

I wake up and get out of my bedroom, I open the door, and I see it's daylight time in the dream. I didn't bother doing a reality check, and I realized that I'm only wearing tighthy whities like I do in waking life when I sleep.

Someone is ringing the doorbell, and I quickly move to the window covered with blinds to take a peek. It's a blonde female, about 5ft 4 inches tall, and she's wearing a long sleeved pink Tie dye shirt. She's also wearing light blue denim material short shorts.

I believe she has something contained in her hand, maybe a few sheets of paper, I can't remember exactly. I started to panic a bit, since I'm still peeking at her, looking down at her cleavage, and then to her shorts. She has her hair in ponytail that's balled up.

She looked so cute, and the fact that this dream replicated the outside of my apartment well, and the contrasts of her bright colors compared to the dull colors of blue, gray and black of the apartment exterior, it will made her pop out.

I gaze at her for a while, waiting to see her next move. I thought she would quit and move to the next door to my right. She rings the doorbell about 4-5 times now, and each one makes me more jumpy than I need to be. After waiting for a while, she decides to peek at the window.

Oh crap, awkward position, I was shifted the sky blue curtains to cover the exposed blind-spot of the window just like in waking life. It was kind of a really horrible attempt for me to show no one is in the apartment. I looked at the curtains below that were still moving a bit from me quickly grabbing it to hide from the blonde.

She says, "It seems someone is trying to make it look like no one is here....."

I kept my awkward pose of having one leg up and one arm on the curtain, and peeked through the blinds with my right arm to see she moved on to the next door to my right. She's fairly close to that door, and is maybe 1-2 feet away from the window, but she doesn't have any intention of glancing over my window one more time to possibly see me peek at her.

She rings the doorbell of the other door, and I take that moment to stare down at her ass. I look at the curves of her rear, and the denim type short shorts she's wearing is just killing me...I tried to hide away from THAT??!?!?!?

You are stupid?!!?!?!?!?!

After a while, I realized the curtains were not there anymore, and this makes me jump even more. I realized the blonde in the pink long sleeved Tie dye wasn't there anymore, and a different blonde, who looks like she's in her 30s is wearing a light blue dress shirt tucked in, and is probably wearing a generic dress skirt or something.

I didn't bother to pay attention to the details of her outfit, but I knew she had long, curvy, beautiful blonde hair. It seems she's looking at the window, and she's looking at me.

I freak out, but then I realized....this window must be one of those that's tinted on the outside, so people can't see what's inside, but you can see what's outside safely. Either way, I wanted to run back to my bedroom because for some odd reason, hot females are suddenly dangerous.

YOU ARE CONFUSING ME, I'm confusing myself, Me confusing me, level of mind-rape is too much.

Maybe I was socially awkward because I thought they were going to try and influence me to go to some church or buy their cookies....

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09.19.2012

Lemon and Strawberry Cake (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking outside at an area that looks like I would be on my way back to my apartment from being at the Biochemistry Department. It's bright outside, trees on the right of the sidewalk, though I didn't see any construction going on the left side of the sidewalk.

I believe I'm holding fairly long plastic containers, and I had a feeling I ate a lot of whatever it was inside of them. I go up to this randomly generated Asian female near a wooden bench, and showed her the plastic containers and opened them up.

Inside were Lemon cake slices in one container, and Strawberry Cake slices in the other. I told her,

"I only ate like....3."

Yeah right....more like 12.

I can't remember much after that, other than the Asian female talking with another female I can't really identify too well.

09-19-2012 -- [Incredibly long dream with almost no story, I'll not be struggling to remember every detail, but just getting out the general idea of what was going on.]

Am wandering around the Buena Park Mall in the present time, just exploring to see what is different. Have gone downstairs near the back entrance near Newberries and Sears, and am just wandering toward the food court. Am looking at stores I can remember from previous dreams, not that I remember from real life. Come across a lady working who looks like Rosemary, but who I don't remember as Rosemary, but as a person who was working in a strange combination art store/pet store in past dream. She's now working in the same shop (which is now a furniture store) and a shop across the way, hurrying back and forth between the two.

I reach the food court area, which it seems just keeps growing and growing. There are now 4 or 5 food stores stretching from the food court into the corridor I was approaching from, and a ton of stores on the left, as well as the right. The pizza place I used to get square pizza slices from was there, plus a Chinese place, but the tons of stalls mostly seem to be of much less quality than what I remember in real life.

Somewhere around this point, both the screws have come loose on my glasses, and both the ear pieces have fallen off. I can't get things to line up properly, and am deciding to stop at the optometrists down here, and let them fix it.

I have been trying to price actual store fronts, and figure out how much it might cost to open a shop down here, but every store I have seen so far has been open, amazing in this economy. But I continue down the corridor leading to the movie theater, and here they seem to have been doing some major construction, and lots of shops are closed. Looks the the pricing is about $94,000 for a slim storefront, though I have no idea how long that is for.

Somehow I find an exit from the lower level on the La Palma side [which has no exits on that side except to the upper level, since the upper level is ground level] and I find myself looking at both the street in the distance, and a drop. Somehow they have built the mall on a number of levels, and in some way the lower level is above the upper level on this side. Very strange. I'm thinking it looks like the various levels at the airport, placed one on top of the other.

I head back into the mall, now on the upper level near May Company. I walk past Waldenbooks, and mom is there, moping because they closed down. It is a little sad, considering how much time I spent in there looking for books as a kid. I continue on toward Sears, and things get quite weird for brief moments in a number of ways.

At one point, I am trying desperately to avoid the Weasley Twins, though I have no idea why. At another, I am wandering from elevator to elevator with a bag of equipment, testing to see if all the lights on the buttons are working, or if I need to report some of them are out. The actual repair person working on the elevators is a little annoyed at me. In another, a bunch of kids are following me through a store that seems to be selling mostly leather clothes, and I have no idea why. Finally there is something weird about an attractive blonde princess, but that disappears quickly.

Soon I am heading down the corridor toward JC Penney, and stop by Max's Carmel Corn Stand, which is a frequent stop in my dreams when I visit this mall. Max (who looks like Don Dunn in this dream) is pouring carmel corn and is asking me about calling the police or something. At first it seems like he is accusing me of setting them on him, but then it switched where he is calling them on me, though I have no idea why.

I head back downstairs at the elevator next to B Dalton, and there is a guy offering tax advise, and a lady who he has asked to help find people to ask him questions. She is being tossed out by security for taking up his (the tax advisers') time, and he is starting to ask others to help him. If helping him gets people thrown out, why would we want to help?

I walk into B Dalton, which is open, and start looking around. Oddly enough, though it is a bookstore, I don't see any specific books. My mind doesn't bother populating them. Instead I see a slightly oriental girl who has fallen to the ground, and is starting to shake and steam. Another girl is trying to hook jumper cables up to the girl and herself, to try and drain off the electricity that is frying the girl, but can't seem to get it right.

The first girl bursts into a momentary ball of flame, spontaneous combustion, then collapses into ash, and I can remember news reports of a strange condition going around where trying to jump-start a heart burns a body, rather than gets the heart going again. Just weird stuff.

Dream - Lucid

I was walking down a dark, desolate road alone at night. I was going slightly uphill. The only building in sight was a well-lit house to my right. I then was talking to Ryan, though he wasn't there with me. We were either on the phone, or communicating telepathically. He was saying we could walk and meet up somewhere and go on a trip. I think I just wanted to drive. Plus, Ryan is married, and you would think that would be kinda weird...

I then saw Ryan and a bar chart of all the vacations he'd been on. It measured how much fun he had on each trip. The first one had the highest bar, and it was marked "Universal". He and I, in waking life, went to Universal Studios last year. Apparently, in the dream, it was the most fun vacation he'd ever had.

Then, I was at Ryan's house, though it looked a bit different from how it looked in waking life. I was sitting in the living room on the floor next to the couch Ryan was sitting on; there were two couches, the one he was sitting on, and the one his wife brought when she moved in with him. Across the room in a chair sat Ryan's wife. She was wearing an orange shirt. Well of course she's gonna be here, I thought to myself, Ryan is married now. I avoided looking her directly in the eye. We all sat around and talked. The whole thing was kind of weird for me. I kept thinking about how they were married now. I wondered about their relationship, about whether or not they've had a good marriage so far.

Someone then came to the door and knocked. Ryan's wife got up to get it. It was one of her friends. I then looked behind me, and could see upstairs (he doesn't have an upstairs in waking life). The door to their room was shut, but you could see a light on through the cracks. I guess they were hanging out alone. There was this almost awkwardness between Ryan and I, like he wanted to be with me, but he was married. I didn't really want to be with him per say, we just had a nice relationship at one point. I imagined myself snuggled underneath the covers of his bed.

Then, I was no longer at Ryan's, but I was checking on this device I had made to detect certain kinds of waves from different planets; I was trying to see if other planets were trying to communicate with us. The device I had was made out of Proactiv bottles? It was weird. But I got something from Neptune, though I wasn't sure exactly what it was. I figured it was probably just interference or something, but I kept my hopes up.

At some point, I remember writing on a piece of paper with different colored permanent markers. I picked up the paper, and saw that the ink had bled through onto the table.

19.09.2012

$70 champagne (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Still can't recall full dreams only fragments, so I'll keep journaling hoping that eventually my dream recall gets better.

I slept at about 11 pm and woke up at 12.30. I don't remember any dreams, although I know there was something there. Next I woke up at 2.50 and tried to recall my dream. Managed to remember this bit.

I was in a hotel with hubby and we had a bottle of champagne (could have been a third person as well, but i'm not sure). I went up to the room to pack when I heard a whrring noise like a fax. Checked what it was and it came from a billing machine of sorts. I ripped the paper from the machine and it showed champagne $70 plus something small total $80 for "hubby and the little witch". Hm...that was me I guess.

I took it with me to go down and show it to hubby and when I exited the room i saw two girls on the hall. I went after one of them thinking that she goes to the lift and entered through the door just before it was closing. Noticed that it was a room and not the lift/elevator as I suspected so I said 'sorry' and left.

Next I woke up was 6.30 and I remembered this small weird bit.

There was a village or a place with lots of people. I met a little girl who really liked me. Even though the adults didn't really like me, I was happy that she took to me as I had an ally.

Next I know there is something black flying low above us (sort of like a zeppellin but more of a rectangle shape) with windows. It was kind of creepy and although I didn't touch it, I knew that the material was not metal like real planes but more like leather or similar. People were looking down on us (not sure who I was with). I was really glad that the little girl liked me as the others semed to be almost hostile towards us.

Next I remember (part of the same dream, not quite sure) I gave to some guy my email address to buy something for me, but then I was not very comfortable about it so I sent him an email to ignore this email address as I will change it pretty soon.

At some point I was down in the car garage with my dad and he was taking something (I think petrol/gas) from that guy's car as borrowing. For some reason it was very ok to do that. The guy came down and my dad told him that he was only borrowing some petrol. The guy said it's ok. Then I asked him if he got my email about the email address (now it does seem a bit silly to email about an email address) and he said yes, but it's ok because it won't be happening very soon anyway, there is time.

I've been reading the basic LD course by OpheliaBlue and was thinking about my dream signs and recurring themes are little girls, my family (I'm living in another country so I can only see them for real once a year when I fly down to them) and chocolate.

For some reasons I am stuck having to live with some group of people in a shelter in a huge building that have no contact to the sun whatsoever, yet the people living here still seemed normal and not nocturnal at all. The host I got is a really mean guy who is sending me on errands and shits on the threat of kicking me out. He also doesn't give me enough food and when he does he only gave a quarter of a steamed fish with a handful of rices. He still had the nerves to pinch some fish off saying I would eat too much. I decided I'm not taking this shit. So I found a way to move out somehow and lived with a better host who is a woman. She got internet.

Later after some shenanigans that probably involved using computer and internet I somehow found myself on the Moon (or is the shelter already on the moon? hmm)

The Moon isn't a dark place that look black and white like all those pictures you see in the Moon Landing per se. It resembled more like those desert planets you keep seeing on movies like Riddick or that shit about Mar I can't remember the name of. That is to say it is a really white but not blinding desert with huge rocks with strange shapes. It also don't seem to be very windy nor sandy despite the sandy texture of the ground we (I was with some group of guys) are walking on. Some of the guys started pointing at some aliens (Moonusian? Moonmen? Moon is not an alien name-friendly place) which I cannot see due to perspective or probably because I just simply don't notice them. I am a bit miffed by this and then I woke up.

Spoiler for Extra details I recalled later:

The room that I ate in that the asshole pinched food from me seemed like a huge auditorium. I was eating on a table in front of the stage.

I did not see any more rooms. Heck, I think they all live in the auditorium-like building like no houses, but my false memories suggested otherwise. The lady have a computer room with 6 computers in a row with 3 on one side. They are arranged like those in a computer class. I opened up some program that seems like the mumbo-jumbo we would have seen on a NASA officer's screen in Hollywood movies.

I was helping my brother with his homework, I commented that my mom talking is distracting cause I was curious. My mom asked if we need to put my brother in regular math and I told her that he's doing fine. She asked again and I yelled out "I don't want him to..." and almost started crying. My complete thought was: I don't want him to be as useless as I am.

I was in the kitchen, and my mom asked me to pass the coffee to her. I turned around and see bags of drink powders. I see the coffee one in the back and asked if it's that, she didn't answer. I saw a spider, and was unusually scared. I was about to kill it but it flew. I turned to my dad, told him that it's his job now and walked away. I was walking through a my house's hallway and saw some kind of strings attached to a door and a wall. I passed by it a few times before realizing that they are spider legs from just one spider. I was about to snapchat it to AA but was distracted. I asked my dad if he killed the spider yet and he didn't. I walked to a counter, felt something on my arm and it was a tiny black bug/fly. I tried to flick it away but it stuck there the firsts time.

I got 4 piercings that are identical, they are long pins (pencil length) with blue ball tops. I punched 4 holes in my left hand with a piercing gun. A hole between my index and middle fingers. One between my middle and ring fingers. Another in the middle of my hand. Last one was below my thumb. It wasn't that painful. I put the piercings in and was really careful doing anything. I decided to take them out because they were in the way, my hand hurts every time I hold something. When I was taking them out, the back of the piercings fell on the floor. I picked them up one by one on the carpet floor. My mom was sitting on a chair, she picked one up but dropped it again. I went on with holes in my hand and whenever I breath on my hand, it felt cold. I could feel the air going through the holes. I took a closer look at the holes between my fingers, there were only bits of flesh attached, I considered cutting the flesh off. I realized that I will probably have an infection soon since I didn't sanitize anything. The skin next to the holes were peeling away, I peeled the skin next to my thumb to reveal pale skin underneath. I touched the skin and it sting a bit. I wondered how it would be like to peel all the skin on my body. Cosmo (from The Fairly Odd Parents) appeared in the room and asked if he could stay for the night. I had no problem with that and told him to ask my guardian for permission. I also asked him who let him in the house, it was the guardian. She then ran in the room searching for a horror book, she was looking in the horror section but I found it in the back of a random section.

09/18/2012
2AM - 10AM

Props to recall techniques. When I woke up this mornig, I was saddened to find that I couldn't remember a thing! But I didn't give up. I just lied there and (while trying not to force things) tried to recall whatever I could. However, I decided to focus primarly on recalling any environmental detail. I felt recollections rising to the surface but I couldn't quite grasp them or define them so they eventually faded away. These feelings of 'almost remembering' rose and fell repeatedly. I just kept lying there and tried to focus any environmental memories. I did this for a long time. Eventually, I remembered one small detail, grass. I vaguely remembered grass, and from that the memory of a field exploded into my mind. And from that came the memory of being in the field of a childhood school. And from there, the whole dream came back. After I recalled this dream, my other dreams came back to mind.

I praise the method of recalling environmental details to saving last night's dreams. Today I'm beginning to do regular, almost obsessive RC's. I plan to form this into a regular habit aswell.

Locations: childhood elementary school, university foodcourt during parents time, Aunts house, RL house

Tags: at childhood school, field, windy?, first crush moved away, in field with other kids, ran into school, went downstairs, beacme university but like when parents were in school, found empty a&w cup, label on rim said i could trade in for new drink. Brought it, deli mamager working there, got the new drink, rootbeer, “why u come here?” “you guys refill it the best”, ranupstairs, eslecator started working, crowded, first day of school starting soon, ran through bootroom?, childhood school again, saw philip, stopped to talk, bench, sat?, other girl came?, might have went into field to get other kids, might not have, school eventually started, walking through bootroom, crowded, went to lockers by library, friendgirl helped me find locker, put stuff away, taylorbrehon?, bullies, i remember S, other bullies real or dc's? They were much bigger than us, i had group, bullies picked on them more, i was initimidated, history of bullieing, left me alone, presented calm strong exterior, recess?, suggested to friend/s that we should learn how to fight

Fully Written: At childhood school and I was a child. In the field and it was windy. I think my first crush (in RL) moved away. It was the first day of school but class hasn't started yet. I was with other kids in the field but I decided to run into the school for something before class started. I went into the bootroom then ran down some stairs. After I went downstairs, the environment became the foodcourt at the university but when my parents were in school. I also wasn't a child anymore, I was my current age. I was jogging and stopped a table. There was an empty A&W cup with a label on it that said you can trade the cup in for new drink. So I brought the cup to the counter. The man working the counter was the Deli manager at my former workplace. He said something like, “Why will you come back?” and I said something like, “Because you refill drinks the best.” It was supposed to be a polite joke but it doesn't really make sense as I write this, lol. After I got the drink, I ran upstairs. I started up the regular stairs because the escalator wasn't working, but it started working as soon as I started up the regular stairs. I noticed it became really crowded as I was hurrying up the stairs. I took this as an indication that the school day was about to start. After I came back upstairs I was a child again. I ran out the doors so I could return to the field at childhood school. There a picnic table by the doors and I noticed Philip was sitting there, waiting for school to start. I said, “Phil!” and I stopped to talk. I think I sat down. Another girl from childhood school came and sat with us. Can't remember who exactly. Can't remember if friends from the field came to us or we went to them, but school eventually started and we all started walking inside. It was crowded. We walked down hallways to our lockers. That girl helped me find my locker. I saw T, childhood friend. There were some bullies there too, who were actually bullies in RL. We were all kids but they were much bigger than us, almost cartoonishly bigger. They were picking on my friends. I was sort of scared but I presented a calm, tough exterior (lol). So they left me alone. We had recess so we all started walking down hall. The bullies walked ahead and I said to my friends after they left that we should learn how to fight so they can't pick on us anymore.


Loc: aunts house, my house
Tags: blue jello, aunts house, mallow getting od, giving speech, blimp, grandpa simpson saying their all old, lisa, grounds keeper willy, ms krabapple, all get in blimp to go somewhere; to 'leave'. Mystery, lisa disguised, blimp crashes, lisa comes out wearing different costume or something, writing paper article, troy mclaur, wearing leather vest, peace sign from someone

FW: All of this is vague. We were in front of a blimp. Everyone was Simpsons-style characters. Mallone (the cat-burglar) was giving a speech in front of the blimp, that he's old and it's time he left. Grandpa Simpson got up and said that we're all old, as if to say who cares that Malone is leaving. It was funny, had to be there, lol. People were boarding the blimp. Groundskeeper Willy and Ms. Krabapple (idk how to spell it) got in, along with Professor Frink. Other people too. Lisa got in but she was disguised. I think she believed the blimp ride was some sort of con. After the blimp crashed, I went into a frame perspective, like a movie screen. There was a spotlight on lisa in her disguise, then she revealed herself.
Vague memory about me writing a newspaper article about Troy Maclure. I was in my Aunt's house. I remember looking at a picture of him in a newspaper and the picture was speaking, like a little tv screen. Troy Maclure was only wearing a leather vest and told a short story about how a young kid gave him the peace sign.

Tags: came home, seemed like aunts house, dad accused me of going into his room + stealing dildo + hiding it up my ass, i ridiculed him for such an idea, i went into kitchen (our home again), bluejello, lots of juice and sugary food. Some past event? I walked somewhere, something to do with ex, cant remember, came home, it was winter, got envelope, it was passport or something like it, had trip coming up, passport had circuits, electronic stickers you put in it, rule that u could travel then come home for certain period or just travel for a certain period then come home, considered traveling far

FW: I was in my aunt's house and was lying on the couch. (Really strange part here) My dad accused me of going into his room, stealing his secret dildo and hiding it in my ass. He was suggesting that I still had it hidden in my butt. I ridiculed him for suggesting such a thing.
I came home again (RL home this time). I walked in through the front door and I remember clearly that it was winter outside. It felt frosty and I could see my breathe. I had a letter of some sort and my parents were in the living room. They looked at me, as if expecting me to return with the letter. I sat down on the couch next to my mom and opened the letter. It was a strange looking passport. It had sockets in it, like you were supposed to put 'electronic letters' into these slots. And if you did this, you somehow got a benefit of some sort. I was preparing for a trip somewhere. There was a label on the passport, that you could travel somewhere and return for free after a certain number of days OR you could travel somewhere and returned home briefly for free but you had to return, can't remember which. I remember considering traveling to a far place on my own time, after this upcoming trip.
I went into the kitchen. There was a lot of sugary snacks there, like sweet juices and so on. I looked in the fridge and there were huge bowls of blue jell-o. I think all the food was left over from some sort of event.

This one was incredible It's like I was in a video game. First... I remember being at this house with this one girl and she was telling me something. Like some big plan was about to go underway. The house itself was on a dock, close to water. There were boats outside. She named one of them and told me not to destroy it. The name was... Victory -something. I don't remember it fully. Next, I was outside a tunnel, around the corner of something with other people. I'm guessing they were on my side... Then somebody gave an order, and we all started running to the tunnel. There were enemies in there. I had a gatling gun strapped to my back, but I was able to use it by my side. When it needed to be reloaded, there were some beads and I had to pull them out of the gun, and then some random person walked up and added more to the gun. I could shoot at people So it was pretty fun. Then when we were a bit farther into the tunnel, and things kind of changed. I didn't have bodily limit as to what I could do and how fast I could go. Keep in mind, we're still in the same tunnel. Almost like I turned into a car. But I remember that I was driving because I could hear it. It was a Ferrari... lol

There were other cars ahead of me now. I was still able to shoot them with the gatling gun, but I don't know how. I shot and destroyed like 10 cars before I reached a... finish line...? We were launched out of the tunnel and onto a city street. Only my car was flipping a lot, but I didn't die or get hurt. It looks like this whole thing was a race. I finished in 6th place, apparently. So I basically failed the mission... Oops. Then there was a voice over.


"Logan, (Not my name lol) next time, finish in the top of the Hentak list."

"Then, we'll see about what you have in store."

"Just shoot her MOTHER."

Looks like I failed the mission pretty badly if I only had to shoot a car that contained someone's mother. LOL
This dream had a story and was pretty awesome! I hope there's another episode or something

I rate this dream 5/5 awesome dances.



Perfect score!

Non-dream Dream

I fall in love with a cute girl in a science lab. I gladly did whatever she told me to do - finish homework, get things for her, anything. We cuddle on the couch and pipet liquids into a 96-well plate. I think we are also involved with the mob.

Some guy (is it me?) is in trouble with the mob. He is in the mob but they don't like him - maybe he fucked up too many times. He knows they are about to kill him. The mob throws him off the balcony but somehow he fakes his fall, hooks onto the top of the balcony and puts a cloaking device on. The mob boss knows that something fishy is going on and waits around for a couple of hours. This is brutal for the guy hanging because he has also been shot at some point. The mob boss figures it out somehow later on after leaving the apartment. I believe it has something to do with the man's wife.