non-lucid

Aids:1/8 tea peppermint oil WBTB
Methods:MILD - Half assed
Morning Supplements:500mg L-Lysine, 500mg C, 595mg Potassium Gluconcate, 1 Super B-Complex
Sleep Quality: Felt refreshed in the morning. Slept solid. Solved pillow issues.

Trying to LD 2:00AM
I am jogging down a familiar street. I see Jeremy and Becki. I invite them over. We are now in my house. But this is my first house. Jeremy talks about how he can tell me how many ghost are here. I tell him I don't want to know. I feel happy and safe here and I don't want to ruin it.

Then I am in my first truck. I am in the passenger side trying to sleep. My wife is in the driver side sleeping but tossing and its bothering me. I am trying to WBTB. I have an audio induction and I want to hear it. I adjust my headphones and try to sleep. I couldn't help but notice that my headphones feel like underwear on my head. Then notice that is light outside and rainy. I see Chris driving up to her daughters house who happens to be my neighbor. I am a little surprised. I hope that she doesn't notice me and my underwear. She is all but starting at me now. I just sigh and close my eyes. All I want to do is have a lucid dream and If I have to do corny things like listen to my underwear then who cares. I actually hear some music. It is a Ke$ha song believe it or not.

*I hear the intro music*

"Maybe I need some rehab,
Or maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession,
I'm seeing it in my dreams"....

(Very appropriate! Except Lucid Dreams is my drug. Bahahahaha LOL)

I feel irritated and tune the music out. I feel like I am being watched and I just want privacy. The truck drives around the block. I don't notice it but I am driving it with my mind. My wife is in the driver seat but I am controlling where to go. Then I remember we left the kids in the house alone. And I think we should hurry even though we are just going around the block. I look out the window to the right and see a distorted iPhone. It says Brooklyn on it. The woman in the truck with me is now my ex-wife and she starts bitching about how much money she spent on that phone for my niece and now its ruined.

Now I am in a bed trying to WILD. Something wakes me and I look to the left and see my sisters husband with a bed pan under him. He is squirting shit through his clothes.
I say, "OH GOD! YOU NASTY FUCKER! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?"
He jumps us and runs to the bathroom. He slams the bed pan on the floor and I see chunky shit splatter up on the wall. There is shit on the bed. I am disgusted but I feel sorry for him at the same time. I know he is sick and can't help it. Then my dog goes sniffing at it. I grab her too me and hold her. I lay there not wanting to deal with the mess. I half expect to smell something horrid but there's no smell. I close my eyes and wake up.

I Don't Want to Die!
My wife and I are in a hotel. She is not pregnant and we are partying. We are drinking and she starts to smoke pot. I am shocked but I'm like well we don't do this often. She leaves the bong on the couch and my dog daisy starts to hit it. She runs through an open door into a yard. Then she howls as she ex-hails. I find it strange that I see really black smoke come out. I am surprised at the color of smoke but I just laugh. She is trying to get more. I hand the bong to my wife who is in the recliner watching TV. Then I say wait let me. I take a long drag. I notice that there is no smell no burring in my throat and no taste. Then I ex hail. I instantly feel fucked up. I make a comment about how fast that hit me. She says she knows.

I leave the room for some errand. I walk outside and see a nice area with a pool. There are only a few people. I jump in and then leave.

I go inside a bar and walk through to the bathroom. I notice a bartender and a dart board in my periphrial vision. I sit down to shit in a stale but the toilet is so high people can see me. Some take notice and just sigh and finish up. When I walk out of the bathroom I am now in a church and service is about to start. I take in the whole scene. I notice people to my left conversing and greeting. I see a crown scattered about and people in various conversation. I see all the pews and the stage up front. The stage is blurry and I dont focus on it too much. I see another bathroom down a ways and too the right. For whatever reason I walk to that. I walk past the womens and enter the mens. It is dimly lit and there is one toilet on the right and a sink on the left back wall. The entire right wall is glass. I can see through into the womens bathroom. The bathroom is identical to the mens and I see a large woman pulling her pants down and sitting on the toilet. It seems that she cant see me and it think it must be a two way mirror. I try to respect her privacy and advert my eyes and quickly leave the restroom.

Then I am in an elevator. The interior is minimalistic, plush and cream color. (now that I think about it... like a casket!) I push a button. The elevator begins to malfunction. I feel it tilt back and get smaller. I an now lying at an incline. I push some other button. Then it compacts into a ceiling with metal beams. I hit the stop button. I am so stuck I can't move.

I quickly WILD to have an OBE to go get help. I see a lady at a desk. I tell her my body is stuck in an elevator and I need to get it out before I die. I move out of my body. It feels so natural and familiar to do this. I go through the wall and see a lady at a help desk. She is an African American woman in a red blose. I quickly explain to her that my body is trapped. She tells me a bunch of instructions. I dont remember. Maybe I am still stoned?

I go now to do whatever it is she told me. I am now walking through the spot where the pool is. I see a lot more people there and I don't bother to take a dip this time. I walk to a concrete walk and spot an elevator door. I feel that this is where my dying body is. I pry the door open with my hands. There are more doors behind the first. They are red with purple trim. I get through a total of four doors and my body slips out. I catch... me. My body is limp and cold. I find it very odd to touch my body from outside of myself. I drop... me. And I try to use my mind to enter back into my body. It does not work. I am getting panicky.

I scream, "I don't want to die!"

I lay down next to myself and try whatever I did to exit now to re-enter. Nothing is working. I look to my right at myself and see a hand with a respirator to my body's face. I see hands doing chest compressions. I am still not back in my body. The light fades and everything goes dark.


*Holy Shit. I think I will avoid elevators for a while.

I can't remember the last time I recalled two full dreams in one night, so I'm pretty happy about this. I dunno if the multivitamin I took had anything to do with hit, or if writing in a dream journal again has improved my recall.

Dream One: Hospital Hijinks

I was in a hospital visiting my grandmother (who has been dead for more than five years. When she was on her deathbed, the hospital wouldn't let me see her because I was too young, which I believe sparked part of this dream.) She told me about some kind of conspiracy to kill her, and I had to save her today. I think I checked her out of the hospital (though I don't remember it,) and was wheeling her out on the bed for some reason, when a fire alarm not three feet from where I was standing went off. Everyone assumed I flipped it, when I know I didn't (missed dream sign), so I frantically had to get my g-ma out of there amid the crowd of people swarming me. I think I ran into someone I knew, who took her out for me, because then I was climbing around in the air ducts with someone (I don't remember who or why).

Dream Two: Day Care Debauchery

I was around ten years old, taking care of a bunch of younger kids in a day care by myself. Along one wall, there were cubicle-like sections where most of the kids would play, and in one corner of the room were bathrooms. At the far side of the cubicle wall, there was what might be described as an office area (for a ten-year-old mind you), where I had all my important things. One of them was one of those blocks with holes in it of different shapes, that came with blocks to fit in those holes. Apparently this thing kept time itself running smoothly, but I didn't know that until later. The dream started with me just walking cubicle to cubicle, checking on the kids periodically. One of them, a little girl, was very attatched to me, and stayed near me the whole time. The weirdest part of this dream was that the little kids were WAY more perverted than anyone should ever be at that age, and every once in a while I'd catch one of them doing something they shouldn't be. At one point an argument was started between a younger girl and an older girl, and they went into the girls bathroom to fight. I was really nervous about it, but I had to follow them to stop them. Just as I walked in, the little one (who was maybe 3) chucked the older one up and over the walls of the stalls, who walked out completely unharmed. After that the argument just stopped for no reason, and we went back outside into the main area. When I went back out there, a bunch of stuff was strewn all over the floor, like empty shampoo bottles with the caps off, screwdrivers, and completely random things that, in retrospect, made no sense. I checked my office area, and the blocks that were inside the time-block were all missing. At first I didn't realize what it was for, but then I noticed that the sun had stopped moving outside and somehow knew that time was frozen due to this block. So I rounded up the kids and had them search for the blocks, and we ended up finding them, but two were too flat and irregularly shaped to fill the holes completely (which they hadn't been before). A lot of the kids gave up hope and pouted in their cubicles, but I kept looking and eventually found one in the shape of a jigsaw puzzle piece, and one in the shape of the moon. I put them into the block, which filled in the gaps. The sun started to set, and I looked back at the kids to explain it to them. I said something about how the missing pieces were the moon and the sun, and when I looked back, the jigsaw-piece was now the sun. I remember thinking it was wierd and got a sudden feeling of detatchment from the dream, almost as if a part of me now realized it wasn't real. (Funny how after the little girl throwing someone, that tiny thing was weird to me.) But then the sun stopped moving, and I told them that we had to put everything back the way it was before time froze. So we picked up the shampoo bottles and other random things, and the sun finally set completely. The kids cheered, and the little girl who had been following me around said something dirty, but it was in a very kiddish way, and I said something along the lines of "Thanks, but I can't do that." I vaguely remember a few parents arriving for their kids, then I woke up.

I was extremely groggy and only put in the tiniest amount of effort to remember the dreams I had already had when I fell asleep again, and had another short dream, that I remember absolutely nothing about. I nearly entirely forgot the first two when I finally did wake up. The first time I woke up may have been a false awakening, but I doubt it, since I've never had one before.

I was with my first girlfriend. We were watching prisoners who were chained up and on display busting up rock. We ended up taking one with us. He was a blond guy.

I started talking to him to make him feel comfortable, and to make me feel comfortable. I was kind of afraid of what he might do.

We started playing a video game, though I don't remember anything about the game. Then the guy turned my attention to someone. He said I'd be interested. I turned and saw a fantastic blonde girl with curly hair playing piano.

At first she was playing Pinball Wizard. When I looked at the music, it was Wish You Were Here. I told her I've been listening to that for weeks now, which is true in waking life.

I noticed she had one hand in a cast. Then I looked back at my girlfriend and she put her head on the guys shoulder. I looked at her disturbed and she stopped. I was very jealous.

Then I started trying to play a video game again. Then I was trying to put something down on a table, but there was urine on two or three of them and I had to carry whatever I had.

Dream Skip

I'm in bed with a few people--guys and girls. I am trying to touch this girl next to me in a way that nobody will notice, and so the girl doesn't get mad. I am hoping for a sign that she doesn't mind.

I end up touching my vagina, (I'm a hetero guy in waking life) but I didn't feel it. It was as though it was someone elses, but now there was nobody there.

The Hospital Guy

I was with my brother who was pissing me off as usual. We don't speak anymore in waking life. I/we were packing up our stuff to move or something. He finally left and I was glad.

Next thing I know I'm going down the road with all my stuff in a car. I let two pieces of trash drop onto the highway (I never litter in waking life). My car is now stalled. I pick up one piece of trash and put it back in the box where I had it. I open the door to steer the car to the side of the road while I push the car.

My friend MJ is at a garage or something on top of the hill above where I'm pushing my car. He tells me to remember Saturday. I asked what we were doing Saturday. He told me, and I repeated it a couple times, but I can't remember what we had plans to do.

Dream Skip

I'm in a big, empty room. A guy is starting a hospital. He had worked in a hospital, but now he was starting his own. The story was, he had wanted to, but couldn't. Now his mother was dying, and so he started his own hospital to work on her. I heard the explanation from a narrator.

Again, the room was empty. The guy was cleaning up the place getting it ready. I saw a cleaning solution being poured onto the floor, but it was being poured on a cup at a time.

It was like a thick soap, and it was thrown onto the floor in different colors. It landed with a slight splat pattern. More and more was being thrown onto the floor until it was mostly covered when the dream ended.

NON-DREAMDREAMLUCID DREAM

This is one of my weirder dreams, and I decided to put it up here because I can actually remember this one!

I'm in my basement, there's tons of DC's that I've never seen before. (Partly due to the fact that I have trouble recalling my dreams and I never write them down.) I look around and decide to go upstairs to get something to eat.

Where our stockpile should've been, stood a bunch of old school arcade cabinets, and all of the screens were on the fritz.

I come back down with a drink. (I have no clue what it was) And I find that the place has turned into a sort of cross between a mall, an food store,a Digimon link center, and my middle school CST office.

The party is still going on and my 8th grade History teacher comes up to me. We start to have a conversation and it ends up with me telling him to fuck off and everybody staring at me.

I walk over to the link center, passing some cold sections for food. One of the sections has somethings other than food in them. I meet a couple of friends by the glass wall that holds the door to the link center.

(Something I forgot happens here)

Me and my friends walk over to the cases and I tell them I have no money. One of them tells me to check my pockets just in case. I look through and find a couple hundred dollars. (By this time, I got a little suspicious as how they got there, but no lucidity)

I purchase something to drink. (Some sort of energy drink, yuck) By this time, the dream had started fading. I woke up by the time I went back upstairs.

I remembered four more dreams last night. I don't really remember the order of these (save for the last one), but I'll try to put them in the order I think they happened in.

1. I don't really remember how this one started. There were some bad guys or something. They were trying to escape from this place where they were trapped, I think. I was watching this in third-person, by the way. They made some sort of homemade flying machine (a chair with a propeller, or something like that) and escaped, so they were in the air. They were flying alongside two zeppelins; if I remember correctly, they'd actually ejected out of one of them.

I'm pretty sure the zeppelins appeared because, yesterday evening, I went to see a concert IRL, and the guy playing (a local musician, my dad knows him somehow) did play a couple of Led Zeppelin songs... two, to be specific, which I'm sure corresponds to the two zeppelins that appeared in the dream.

2. I was at the library for the teen writing group (which I do attend IRL). For some reason, though, we were going to be singing instead of writing. When I saw the sheet music, I recognized the song as Largo, and I hoped I would be assigned the Soprano II part.

3. I was in my room with my friend Giana, showing her this online flash game on the computer. I told her it was kind of like the Super Smash Bros. games but in the water (i.e., you fight in the water, and whoever gets knocked out of the water loses). I started the game and realized I was kind of right; it was like Super Smash Bros., but you couldn't get out of the water once you fell in, so the fight would gradually shift to be in the water.

(After this, I woke up, but fell asleep after a little while and had another dream.)

4. This dream really stands out for some reason. There were several of us, and we needed to get onto the Thruway for some reason. We didn't have a car, by the way. There were four lanes, but only one was open to us; the other three had traffic going the other way. For some reason, we couldn't all go together, so we had to figure out how to get through. We decided that four of the others would walk together. That left two of us - me and some girl I apparently knew somehow. She got on a motorcycle, and I knew I was supposed to follow her. I got on the motorcycle I apparently had with me and followed her. Even though I didn't know how to ride a motorcycle, it was surprisingly easy.

When we left the Thruway, we ended up at a cemetery. It was supposedly the cemetery where my granddad was buried, though it looked a lot different than it does IRL (and it was evidently in a different location, as I don't remember somehow ending up in England...). Suddenly, it got cold and windy and started raining; fortunately, I had an umbrella with me. Then, it started getting dark. It got dark quickly, to the point where it was pitch black and I couldn't see a thing. Once it was dark enough that I couldn't see anymore, I woke up.

I wish I could remember who that girl was. She seemed important somehow. I may be wrong here, but I think it's possible I met my dream guide last night. I can hardly remember what she looked like, though - I'm terrible at recalling the appearance of DCs, unless they're either somebody I know IRL or characters I'm familiar with.

07.18.2012

Spectral Sigil (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm taking a shower, and as I'm busy cleaning myself, random items start coming out of the little hole on the bottom of the bath tub.
One of them was a Spectral Sigil from Runescape.

And with my horrible logic, I almost screamed like a girl because I thought I was going to be rich! It didn't really look like a Spectral Sigil, more of an Arcane, since it was white and transparent, while the actual Spectral Sigil is sort of a light violet color to it.

What's funny is that I did a nose plug reality check, but I sort of half-assed it all. I wonder if I didn't breath all the way because I didn't want this moment to be a dream.


LOL.

The bathroom tub was white, and the lighting in the bathroom had a light yellow glow to it. This felt a lot like the bathroom of a house I used to be in.

I'm heading out of the bathroom with my Spectral Sigil, just waiting to somehow sell it in the Grand Exchange in Runescape, even though it's physically impossible to transfer something in this virtual reality into a virtual game within a dream. Wait what?

And even if I could, it would be Real World Trading....hahahaha (Real World Trading is where you use cash in real life to buy items or coins in the game, or when you sell the in-game cash for in real life cash; that's something Jagex doesn't want others to do).

I know one person who's account is worth at least $1,500 USD, but this was maybe 2 years ago. It's probably up by maybe $3,000 USD, just from a game. O.O

I think everything is going to be just fine, until the Corporeal Beast shows up. I almost fainted at the size of this thing, and it was a cartoon version of the Beasts, with some 3D structure though. It was focusing only on me, and for some reason, I turned on Protect from Magic....

LOL, I can do all these things when non-lucid, but not when I am lucid....

I'm running everywhere I can, trying to dodge the the white forms of energy blasts it keeps spewing out to me. And there were some parts where I see a girl in a towel, an anime look who has her mouth open and is running around instead of me.

I think she looked like NANA, but I'm not surprised there, since I was watching a few episodes so that I could at least stop on episode 21.

Lucky me, she takes the role now of hiding and dodging the Corporeal Beast. She tries to be clever and and find a way to go under it without being crushed by its claws, and she barely manages to do that. The Corporeal Beast's logic was a bit slow, but it started to pick up on its mistakes.

Then some random anime dude with wings comes in to save Nana I think? I'm not sure anymore if it's the guy who saved her.

I believe he wore some type of red outfit, his face was brown, and his hair was probably dark brown. Then I think a purple anime guy with long hair was his back up or something. This one wore a gray outfit with different shades of it, and he had more of an Apricot skin tone.

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07.18.2012

Alyzarin Sings? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm close to Alyzarin, but I still can't see her face, just a bit of her long and curly and wavy hair hanging over her breasts. What's funny about the face being cut off is that I couldn't see myself either, but I knew it was me though....

I believe I held her forearms, trying to tell her something, but I couldn't hear her at all. I ask her to write on some paper, maybe for her autograph? xD

I think she gets a microphone, and starts to sing. I still couldn't hear anything, but I think the expression on my face was surprised when she started to sing.

Maybe she's a good singer? =P

I think… … I’m dead.

I can’t be too sure, because I do not recall the time of my death, and I’m now floating around the air like a ghost. My body is defying a law of gravity, but I do not have any sensation of flying. My vision is on the air, that’s all. Anyway I’m now stalking a middle school girl with impressive cherry blossom coloured hair like Sakura (from Naruto). She is a ghost whisperer who can ‘see,’ and communicate with (almost a ghost-like) myself.
I cannot remember what we talked about, but there was another yellow hair girl who can also ‘talk’ to me like a normal person.

‘I wonder if kids nowadays can talk to a ghost.’

Other students in a classroom have not noticed my presence yet, so I guess those two girls are special. Maybe they are best friend who sharing secrets about a ghost.

Another intriguing fact was that the teacher in front of the classroom can ‘see’ me. She looked directly into my eyes, “Who’s the intruder~ hm?” And gave a sly fox like smile that mazes other students.

I did have a hectic day with the cherry blossomed hair and we left the school together. Those two ghost whisperers lives in different directions, I hesitated for a moment to choose who to follow. ‘Yellow hair?’
I decided to follow the cherry blossomed hair that had spent more time with me.
As we went down for a subway station, she kindly offered me some white cream

‘But I’m a ghost…’

She insisted that it was full of nutrients good for my skin. I hesitantly took her offer.
Ha… (sigh) I’m a ghost… who cares about skin?

I decided to reconcile this situation by applying the cream on my face. A bit of cream had a sweet taste, there must be some honey mixed with it.
I do not recall of getting on a subway, but I met a very scary looking obese lady along the way. For some reason, the lady was steaming with anger. All of sudden this lady; coloured with red and purple, roared out an evil dark cry and stormed toward us as we casually walked.

‘I guess this cream is tempting her.’

She must have some kind of diabetes, addicted to sugar. I yelled and abruptly pushed the Cherry Blossom Hair.

Run quick! Get up the (subway station) stairs!!

I faced this dangerous lady charging like a mad bull.
I struggled with her, tossing and slapping her ugly and oily face. A boldness locked inside my heart was released and I won! Before I could even taste a momentous victory, I ran upstairs; worrying about the girl.

‘Is she safe? She should be…’
The fat hazard is now clear, but I still shivered with unknown easiness.
She was lifelessly lying face down on asphalt. She is only few steps away from the stairs… Why? Is she lacking stamina? Fortunately there was a shabby hospital across a street. I put her left arm around my neck, and carried or rather dragged her towards the building at a green signal. Her unconscious body kept slipping away from my grip; drooping. Is it because I’m a ghost? I’ve been fine till… now… her limp body is heavier than usual.

Just before I finished crossing, I lost the grip, and she went head first, hitting the cold, black asphalt. Is she really dead? Is it because of me? Maybe I was unconsciously harming her by stealing her energy. Why is she like this?

Ah… a sign’s going to be red now… need to hurry up. I gathered my anxiety and nimbly avoid cars with temper. I barely held her by my side, and finally entered an automatic glass door to the small hospital.

This poor looking hospital even had a reception. A leisurely sited nurse and an old homeless looking man, lazily crossing his legs on a long, comfy but worn out chair where patients are supposed to sit. The man was supposedly a doctor wearing a white gown; turning yellow. He absent mindedly stared at us for a second; he put one arm on the chair and held his cigarette between his fingers. He lightly tapped it into a cigar pot, and bit it again.

He snatched the girl away from me, roughly laying her on the chair for a close inspection.
I got agitated and frustrated with his lame behavior, but couldn’t say a word to someone who might figure the problem. He exceedingly fanned my anger with a deep puff of smoke, and slowly asked,

“What do you think?”

‘Such a Quack Doctor!! Is he asking ME for a symptom?’

I fidgeted with anxiety and briefly answered, “Too much sugar?” He seemed disappointed and listed “Tomato… Vegie…” and comfortably threw himself on an opposite chair with arousing grey dust; lying.

OMG Cherry Blossomed Hair is now twitching her whole body.

Is she really dying? For going upstairs? She’s kind… what do I do?

I decided to just give the story the old, bored looking quack Dr. wanted:
Once upon a time there was a three-year-old baby. A ten-year-old kid was fretting with its wooden expression. So the kid tried to grab its attention by shaking noisy toys. But the chic three-year-old wouldn’t budge. The kid pushed a sound making book, and a little bell that suppose to give a giggle. When he was finished, he cautiously looked at three-years-old with twinkling expectation.
The three-year-old was still blankly stared at one point, but the kid felt the world stopped.... for a moment.

The three-year-old smiled.

The kid thought. For 10 seconds,
the world seems to hold a breath around the three-year-old.
Yes… you know… that… I was unknowingly ignoring the girl by trying to pick a right word to describe this.

The quack Dr. tired of waiting gave another puff, and continued.

Ye~ah… right…
so for 10 seconds the ten-year-old kid fell in LOVE with three-year-old…

Tut… …

Those saucy boys… already in….… Love?

Me and my friend Logan were walking around and we saw an old 10 story brick apartment. It had a balcony at every room, and at eaach balcony someone would stand on it and it would be one of my friends.

I slightly remember me and my friends being captured by this giant robotic alien worm, and we were on its ship.
I had a dream where there was a missing baby at the hospital.

I had a dream that I got a job working for Nintendo, and I got to use some new type of DS. Also I got free drinks!

Date: 17/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 00.30am
100mg B6 before bed, 60mg Ginkgo & 160mg Ginseng

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red

Dream 1 - non lucid (2.30am)
I am in the front of some sort of lorry driving across America. In the front with me is a stranger, the driver (who is also a stranger) and a TV reporter. I think I have been picked up - hitchhiking. The TV reporter asks us all what we are doing, and where we are going. I am second to reply, and I state I don't know, I'm just going where life takes me. Lot's of people laugh, but the reporter is not impressed.

Dream 2 - non lucid (4.33am)

Before this dream, I had attempted the SSILD during the WBTB. I think I preferred my traditional WILD method, as I got bored and didn't feel relaxed enough.
I am staying in the middle of the African wilderness. I think it may be some sort of educational thing. I sleep in a hammock, with other people. Nearby there is a tree, and hanging from the tree are many fat, feathered green birds. They are all suspended by their necks, which are tangled in the tree's vine-like leaves. I am worried the birds are choking (there is many birds like this in the tree) but someone tells me they are not. They explain that these birds are very rare, existing only in this tree. The spend their entire lives hung by the neck, trapped in the tree. They also tell me they have a unique way of reproducing. I watch the bird closest to me - it is roughly the size of a football. It suddenly starts to struggle, and as it does the vines tighten around it's neck, killing it. As it dies, it's mouth hangs open, and open climbs a baby version of the bird. The baby bird then jumps, and gets caught in some nearby vines. The whole cycle then starts again, with this bird taking the place of the now dead one. I feel some sort of sense of peace with nature watching this.

The next sequence I'm pretty sure was the same dream, but a new storyline. I'm getting better at telling when dreams just switch to a new storyline, or actually end, and a new one begins.

I am in the same African wilderness, this time laid on the sandy floor, talking to a very young African boy. He must be around 10 years old. His mother sits nearby working on something. It is night time and pitch black, the sounds of nature all around us. He tells me a story. The story involves lots of African animals, but mostly about the Leopard. It is a typical child's story, but at the end, I think I see the silhouette of a Leopard in the distance and get scared. I tell the boy I'm going to bed, and he tells me not to be afraid. Once back at my 'camp.' I worry about the Leopard. I look up, and suddenly see the Leopard's face peering out of the bushes. The dream seems to focus on the Leopard, the picture 'zooms' inwards around it's head, a bit like a movie would do. I try to sleep and ignore it but it gets closer and closer. I watch it approaching. For some reason, I believe I will not get attacked. I think in the back of my head I knew I was dreaming, but couldn't get fully lucid.I don't worry too much because it can't hurt me. However as it gets very close, I pick up a baseball bat for protection, and sit in the corner and wait for it. It get's even closer, and the people around me look scared. It seems to only want me, and ignores the others. I now suddenly panic. I think to myself 'Why is it still coming for me? I can't be hurt? This is not real, is it?' It get's up close to me, feet away, and I realise it is going to attack. I suddenly think this may hurt, but I know I can't die. So I try to escape, by using my mind. I wake up. I wouldn't say I was lucid as such, but extremely close.

Dream 3 - non lucid (6.17am)
There is a TV show about a man dating 3 women, and he has to choose one of them. 2 of the women are very fake looking, and mean. The other is plain but pretty, and this one is his actual girlfriend. The two fake girls are incredibly hurtful to the girlfriend, telling her they will steal her boyfriend and that he thinks she is disgusting. The man then has to choose, and he chooses the 2 fake girls. The girlfriend is horrified and cries uncontrollably, but the guy and 2 fake girls simply laugh at her.

Dream 4 - non lucid fragments

Unfortunately I had to wake early to get some work done. I remember fragments of dreams as I tried to get myself out of bed, but did not write them down.
Something about a big hall, filled with lights and colours and dancing people. Very pretty, everyone is dancing like Micheal Jackson. I take photos and dance too. Someone takes photos of me.

(July 11 2012)

I'm playing Spelunky again. The background of the level shifts with my character's movement: if I walk or run a single step, a tile in the background changes (explodes?) into something else. Thus my movement is key to escaping the level, since only by sufficiently shifting the environment will I reveal the exit.
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I'm dreaming about Persona 5. There are at least three acoustic (voice and guitar) songs on the soundtrack, supposedly sung by Eri Kawai even though the vocalist doesn't sound like her. I see some music video clips of these songs, and "Eri" is in them - she's a short Japanese woman with bowl-cut black hair and a nice smile that reminds me a little of Makoto Ogawa from Morning Musume. One of the songs is called "The Full Moon Song"(?) and is apparently played during high-tension scenes.

The game itself involves terrorist attacks and actually feels a lot closer in tone to a mainline Shin Megami Tensei game. One attack involves giant globs of poison that are dropped from the sky and become poison rain; once they hit the ground they instantly turn into rivers of poison that burn through the cityscape like acid. I can see people scattering, and there is a car whose driver somehow loses control to such an extent that it goes careening down a roadway, taking out a whole bunch of people. There is a second attack that I think involves gangsters? and a third attack I don't remember anything about.
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I'm at an office party where I'm saying goodbye to some coworkers who are leaving the company. The party is actually being held in my apartment, though. I'm sitting by the door watching people leave because I don't feel like being social. I know that most everyone in the room is going to an afterparty once this one's over, and (since I know I should probably go to it) I'm hoping that someone will reach out to me and ask whether I want to join them. I'm aware that I'll need to take the initiative, though.

Non-dream Dream

Four small fragments today:

Fragment 1: Bowling dream.

Fragment 2: I am at a park with a ton of dogs.

Fragment 3:

I am inside of a vending machine. There is a woman outside of the vending machine. I reach outside of the vending machine to caress her absolutely perfect bare breasts.

Fragment 4:

I am about to play a video game and I am in the process of picking characters then wake up.

I originally wasn't going to post this dream, but I figured I should. I mean, how else am I going to strengthen those neuro-trans-capacitors or whatever you call them?

A Lot of Recycled Material and Unoriginality
Non-Lucid: Starting from the earliest part of the dream I can recall, I am in a lady-friends home. It's not actually her real life home, but a re-used house from an old dream. Her and I have a short conversation or something, I have trouble remembering this part of the dream. The dream (or is it my memory?) skips forward and I am on a roof in a small town. It's like something out of the modern west, with flat-top buildings going along one main road. I am holding a dull but gold CZ, inspired by DayZ I'm guessing. I'm in a skirmish with some unknown person. I move around, get off the building, and am now running away from this little town. But Alas, he shoots me, and I am dead. I "respawn" along a river. And someone is talking to me and telling me I have to find some kind of boat and bring it down to this river where there is a giant deflated red castle, which he/she says will be inflated while I am gone. (this is also recycled from an old dream that was inspired by skyrim). I believe I woke up after that.

It's really odd, all of this, considering I haven't touched any games (with the exception of DayZ) in months.

Aids:1/8 tea peppermint oil before bed
Methods:DEILD/WILD - FA
Morning Supplements:500mg L-Lysine, 500mg C, 595mg Potassium Gluconcate, 1 Super B-Complex
Sleep Quality: Heavy, Ignored WBTB alram. Very tired from the night before.

Lost 1:23AM

I am lost in the woods. I seem to have been backpacking alone. I am somehow able to send my wife a text message but the words are displayed on the side of a mountain. It looks as if someone chiseled it. I don't remember the words but I am calling for help.

Then I notice that I can easily walk down a slope and find an easy way back home. At the bottom I look back and see some text on a mountain side. It is a small and strange mountain. I decide to snap a pic with my phone.

As I am doing so I see a large bear coming to attack me. I quickly throw out all my food from my pack. A partial loaf of bread and some random snacks. I think If I let it have the food that I can climb a tree and it will forget me. So I quickly climb a tree but the bear follows. I go under a large branch and cling to it like I have claws. I can feel it like I am clinging to soft bedding. The bear is right on me. It claws me in the back. I feel a very slight and dull pain and I am hooked. I am able to wiggle away.

I drop down to the ground. And now I am pissed. I find I very heavy and very bulky and thick ladder carved of logs. I see the bear is half way down the tree. I smash it in the head. The impact feels soft like pillows. I hit it again and again. Over and over. I win bitch.

Zombies 6:00AM - ish, between snooze alarms

There are zombies everywhere. People are in groups and are totally overwhelmed and cannot move. I walk among them unseen. The thought occurs to me to help. So I yell at the zombies and taunt them. They can speak too. They mock me and throw something like white paste at me. Then I too get overwhelmed and buried in zombies.

I wake up on top of a phone booth. I briefly wonder how I got there. Then I imagine that climbed on it at the last second and waited for them to leave.

There was something about papers and a bad grade.

Now I am on a porch swing at my parents house with a laptop. It is sunny and bright. I see a girl walk down the street to the neighbors house. She is wearing a white skirt and a dark top. She is excited about something. And talks to another girl about it.

I found myself in the desert,the sands are golden and no winds are blowing,beneath my feet soft green grass I really feel safe ,in the distance a woman appears,she is wearing white armor and she has no face ,
she reaches into the sand pulling a golden sword and milk dripping from the blade ,she points to the biggest sand dune and as I look she throws the sword into the dune ,as the sword enters I feel the earth move, the dune opens and from it came a great river of water flooding the sands , that must be why the grass grows , the woman changed her shape turning into a tree log and she drift away.

Is he the TS version of myself? Never seen him in my life, but it’s definitely someone I know full well.
Anyway, he stared at me for a long time, and all of sudden said

‘Love you,’

He smothered me with his big, free hug. Wow~ it’s so warm~~ ^_^

For a long time we heard each other’s heart beats and warmth which felt sooo good. It was like a teddy bear hugging a mama bear. I rubbed myself into the big chest of a guy version of myself. His scent seems to tickle my nose, giving me an extra comfort and a satisfy smile.

I smiled bitterly;
Have I ever hugged someone in my life?
I already know the aching answer to that question.
I did not want to let go of him, so I gave him the best hug I could.
A pocket of warmth filled a vacant lot I fail to notice.
It was like one of those aching winter with knife like wind.

Shivering with a red nose, cold as a frozen fish.
Staying in a wooden house overflowing with coziness and love,
Drinking the sweetest and the warmest hot chocolate,

I just know it; he really truly loves me dearly as an unconditional love.
The honey sweet emotion brought me a twinkling tear at the corner of my eyes.
The warmth flows rhythmically through the whole body with beating heart.

It’s… warm… like bathing in a hot tub… I felt rich…. And sleepy….

It was a good dream.