non-lucid

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Figured I might aswell write down two lucids I didn't care to write down last week in here aswell as two I had last night.

Sith training with Nito DILD
I'm semi lucid in a dark room with a Sith Lord, an apprentice and Nito. "Relax and seethe" the master tells us. I close my eyes and relax my body whilst letting the rage within me flow freely. I start to levitate with my legs crossed. After a while I leave the room. I realize I'm dreaming and head up some stairs. "Nito! Where are you?" I ask out loud. I run up the steps. "You've got ten seconds to answer or else!" I say. "I'm coming dude, hold on!" he replies from below. I continue up to the top of the stairs and arrive at an attic. I wait for Nito there. A few seconds later he appears with my youngest brother. "Okay so, we'll play a game. Hide and seek in bedclothes" I say. They look at me confused. "Bedclothes?" Nito asks. "Yeah, you know you can hide in them." I hear something outside and walk over to the lone window. I look out and can see a fountain in a courtyard and a few people around. I throw myself out of the window and start flying right away. I fly around them in circles before I land and the dream fades.

Highway mayhem DILD
I'm lucid right away and I'm with a few guys from work. We're near a highway and there's a big bus next to us. "Everyone get on the bus!" I say and as soon as we're all on it it takes off. We go down the highway and have a blast in the bus. Everyone's laughing and joking. I stand up in the middle of the bus and look ahead. We're on a two lane road and there's another two lane road going the other way on the other side of a fence. I reach out with my hand, palm towards the cars. They all start sliding away from us, even the cars on the other lane. "Hey guys, check it out, I'm the one doing this!" I say and push even harder. The cars start piling up and flying over each other.



We arrive at a big building. "Stop the bus!" I say and the bus stops. We get out, only one coworker follows me into the building. It's one huge room painted in white. There are balconies all around the room all the way to the top. I start flying around the room doing loops and just chilling. After a while I figure I've had my share of fun and decide to wake up.

22.00: Sleep

06.15: Friends house
I'm sitting at a table at my friend Jonas's house. His mom is there with my friend G. "I can't believe the five of us has a girlfriend now, a few years ago we were all single" I say. G has shaven his head and looks ragged. I grab a black pen and intend to write something. "Don't waste too much of that ink" Jonas's mother tells me. I grab another one instead.

06.15: WBTB 10 minutes

08.00: At work MILD
I'm in my dad's car just outside of work. I realize I'm dreaming right away and I smile at them as I close the door. They smile back and head off. I've been dropped off at the same place I'm always dropped off at. 'This'll be interesting.' I cross the road and head for the fence surrounding the establishment. I can't walk very fast and figure I'll have to stabilize a bit. I focus my eye sight on a cinderblock a few yards away and the clarity increases tenfold. At the fence I jump lightly and float over it. Two guys are heading inside. "Hey guys!" I say and go in before them.

I sit down at my usual spot around the big table and just relax a bit. People are joking and I go along for a little while. "Bah, I won't waste a lucid at work" I say and get up. I fart at my coworker and then jump out the window. I land on my stomach but it doesn't hurt. I hold out my hands to the side and start to levitate. With a mental push I shoot straight up into the air and the establishment beneath me shrinks to the size of a dice. I change the push so that I fly towards a bit city.



I gain some speed and the wind is roaring in my ears. Ahead I see a huge white building and realize it's "The Globe", a big domed structure in Stockholm. I focus on it as I fly but suddenly a few clouds block my line of sight. I descend a bit but when I should see The Globe I can only see the regular city houses. 'Okay dream destabilizing, time to land.' I shoot straight down into the city and just as I land everything goes black.

I end up in SP and decide to go straight into another lucid. I lie still and wait for it.

Give me your car! DEILD
I'm standing in the woods next to a road. There's someone next to me. "Time to steal a car!" I say and walk out on the road. There's a bunch of cars coming towards me. I hold out my hand and the first vehicle, a truck, stops. I get in. "Get out of the truck!" I say threateningly. "But, I'm a midget, surely you don't want to hurt me?" the tiny man says. "Oh, yeah ofcourse" I say and jump out again, who'd hurt a midget? I let the truck pass. An older sportscar comes up.



"Stop!" I yell and the car stops. I recognise the driver, it's a guy from my hometown. "Get the fuck out!" "Please don't take my car!" he says and tries to get away from me. I grab his legs and drag him out of the vehicle and throw him down on the ground. I get in and hit the gas pedal. The car accelerates and I'm really enjoying myself. The windshield is in the way however so I punch it a few times before it breaks apart. Not all glass falls away but enough for me to get my arm out of it and rip the rest away. "Wohooo!" I scream into the wind. All of a sudden I'm sitting in the passenger seat and my brother is the one driving. We arrive at a ghostly house. 'Oh damn, this schema can get nasty' I don't really feel like being near a ghost house in my LD so I start to wake myself up just as we park outside.

10.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 12 hours

Supplements: 1 x Lucid Dreamer and 100 mg L-Theanine at WBTB

That's it! Had a whole bunch of non-lucids aswell which were pretty cool, but I can't be bothered to write them all down.

Keep on dreaming!

DJ Log: June 13, 2012 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am running through the darkness while Nemesis by VNV Nation is echoing throughout the area in which I am running.

DJ Log: June 12, 2012 – 8:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am bicycling up the mountain road with my brother to go pick up my box truck which I left behind a few days ago. Along the way, we stop and pick up some bamboo, then go down a narrow dirt lane. I tell him that I parked it back here near one of the ponds. We arrive at the truck and find that the parking pull-off is flooded and it is up to its frame in flood water.

DJ Log: June 12, 2012 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking with a friend through a development where I spent a few years of my childhood. We are walking around a few of the streets, remembering who used to live in which house and talking about old times.

Creepy dream.
I went to spend the night at a friend's house, only to find out she had a little brother I knew nothing about. This little brother was actually a psychotic, people eating monster that hungered for people every few days. Worried, I just had to ask.
"When's the last time he ate?"
My friend said, "A few days ago."
I panicked and wanted to get the crap out of there, but for some reason, I decided to spend the night still. I woke up really early the next morning, packed my things, and quietly snuck out of the house. As I was sneaking out, I looked over and saw my friend and her brother patrolling the end of the street. I silently cursed to myself, knowing that the little boy was hunting for food. I ran as fast as I could through a shortcut to my place, running through the woods and cutting through a person's yard. I apologized to him and kept running. Once I got to my street, I started running even faster, but FOR SOME REASON, pulled out my phone to check my twitter feed. IDK what was going through my head here, but apparently checking the twitter feed was more important than saving my life
I was checking my twitter feed while running, and then suddenly heard what sounded like a car approaching. I quickly put my phone away and ran as fast as I could, my house being really close now. I glanced behind me to see a large white van going down the road. It's them, it's them, oh crap it's them! I thought frantically. Once I got to my driveway, I ran up to the number pad to open our garage door, only to discover that my parents got a NEW number pad. ARE YOU KIDDING ME??! I screamed in my head. I glanced back, shaking and scared as the white van approached. I quickly ran up to our front door and knocked like mad. After a few seconds, my father came to the door and opened it. Before going inside, I turned to see the white van passing by, and the people IN the van were just our neighbors, and not the psycho kid who was looking for someone to eat.
That's all I remember from there.

I was going to eat pizza with an old teacher in Africa, and he said they did it differently there. The thing about it though, I was really caught up in the pond near by. It had these huge colourful fish that I couldn't help but look at. One of them had a silver belly but the top of it was bright orange. I stared at them until the dream ended.

I took a bus. When I went down, I don't have any of my belongs anymore. I think I forgot it on the bus. I recall carrying 3 bags. I saw my high school classmates and some clan mates back in Bacolod.

I was only able to recall one dream (of large fragment of the dream) from tonight. Although what I can remember was moer detailed and seemed to last longer than the dream fragments from my previous entry so I assume that this is progress all in all.

In my dream I was driving my parents' car through the Dutch town of Eelde. All in all the town seemed normal and the details I saw were correct. It was a nice and sunny day and my mom and me who were sitting in the car were conversing about something, it was not a negative subject although I am unable to recall what it was that we talked about. We were headed to my cousin who lives in Eelde. But because we were talking I took a wrong turn and the dream scene changed.

We were no longer driving in Eelde but were in the countryside. This was unlike any place I had ever been but the scene itself was not abnormal. I was driving a long road with grass on both sides of it and was headed for a farm which the road ran past. The farm was surrounded by tall trees and pretty much the only thing that was visible was its brown roof. In front of the farm was a dog, which looked like a Border Collie mix of some kind, it was black and white, small and had the ears of a Border Collie.

The dog barked at us and ran around the car, intending to follow it, which made me worry that I would in fact run the dog over. We (my mom and me) tried sending it away by making the noises Cesar Milan makes in the Dog Whisperer (a 'tshhh' kind of sound), but it did not work. The dog kept tailing us as I continued to drive past the countryside which now had farmland on its side as well. There was nothing abnormal in the environment other than the fact that I had never been there and that no such place exists close to Eelde.

Part of my brain may have even tried to tell me that by making me relive the moment where I took the wrong turn (in my dream I had never actually drove the car to make the turn while being aware of it) and making me wonder if this would indeed lead me to where we were now, seeing this did not entirely seem like Eelde to me. Despite that effort, however, I accepted the dream for reality, maybe partly because the dog was there again and was now in front of the car, making me stop.

Once stopped I got out of the car and walked over to the dog, intending to pet him. The dog was now a black Labrador looking like Maran (our own Labrador who passed away last summer). He came towards me and was happy with my attention. I showed him my hands which he carefully licked because there being cuts. I have the distinct feeling those were there because of something that happened in another dream, but I cannot remember what exactly. They were cuts like those of a cat. As I allowed him to lick me and petted him I woke up, ending the dream.

Kind of vague and the scene kept changing. I was living with my brother in a loft. JC moved in with us and asked me why I'm not singing or performing. I didn't have an answer. Also pointed out my thighs. The cat litter boxes kept getting over full.

My parents and I were going on vacation to Alaska. A man—a guide presumably—was planning our Alaska trip, but he was not a professional. Then my dream replaced the trip to Alaska with China. We were in a park with a lot of water or fountains. My dad and the guide were walking ahead, leaving a small girl behind—a female relative, I assumed she was my sister or cousin. She was left behind because, though she might have been full of energy at that moment, she’d be too slow or tire out quickly later on. I picked her up and carried her with us, but carrying her around was rather uncomfortable for me.

We were supposed to go to Star River in China, but we went to Star River on the moon instead. We could breathe on the moon, which confused us. We saw astronauts in space suits, and a pile of poop. I poked it before realizing it was poop. The river was dried up, and had been dried up for years, but the erosion was still etched into the moon’s surface. The guide had intentionally misled us there. Other tours were led to the moon’s Star River instead of China’s Star River, it was a tactic used to waste time. We were disappointed that we were not at China’s Star River. We went back to China, and waited for our turn to take a tour of Star River. We waited in a cafeteria.


Interpretation
The moon, Alaska and poop (it looked like my duck’s poop, which I have seen an awful lot of these past few weeks) were all residue from the day before. The little girl might have represented my mother--after all, she was only there when I did not see my mom. My mother is often left out of international travel plans because of her pain and movement issues. My father, sister and I went to China in March without inviting my mother, realizing that she’d be incapable of walking so much. She was rather depressed the week that we were gone, and I’ve felt bad about it ever since. I sometimes view my mother as a child: incapable of managing on her own anymore. I also need a lot of patience with her, like I would with someone younger. I have been offering to help her more at my inconvenience because I know she can’t manage on her own. I also try to protect her from my sisters’ judgements about her, even though my mom drives me crazy too.

Just words: no time to write more.


- Bunker (?)
- Getting "along" with an ex
- Going to buy something at a store, realise I don't have money, leaving xD
- Smoking a cigar
- Dreaming about working at a radio station
- Dicking around with the (new irl) neighbours (haven't really seen them yet in wake life though, lol)

guy going around setting houses on fire. My neighbor to the right first. I called 911. all my neighbors are standing in my driveway confused. We wait about 10 minutes and the police never show. I think to myself, "did I give them the wrong address."

eating subway.. that's it

For the first time in quite a while I could sleep in, which I did to the fullest. Slept for more than 12 hours and my dreams during the last cycles were intense, short, superlong and manymanymany. It has been hard for me to keep track of which dream fits into which and some I have forgotten during the day, even though I wrote down keynotes each time I woke up. Therefore I'm just gonna put 'em all down bulletstyle.

The first dream I'm putting down is the one I think came first; it's about this blogger girl that I've been following for a while. As I love language it is important to me that people use language well and that is excactly what she does. It just so happens that she writes alot about sucking cock. So in my dream she wanted to suck my cock while I wanted to seem intelligent to her (as that is what I percieve her as). The thing is I am not interested in women at the present, so her sucking my cock was completely out of the question. All the while I'm lying in just my underwear and a t-shirt on the floor, she has the same kind of clothing. While this is happening there is a proverbial storm of the century going on outside. The lightning flashes bright and makes everything in the room extremly bright. When it's not flashing there's thunder and the sound of rain growling constantly in the background. The location of this dream is a house I used to live in, except the fact that where this room was there should have been a toilet but in this dream it was kind of a chill out-corner.

The second dream is just an image. I'm moving to a new place soon and there I will build a sleeping loft. I'm going to make totempoles out of the legs to the loft and in this dream that was excactly what I was doing; carving wood.

The third dream I'm with my band in a city upnorth. It just so happens that a girl who contacted me and was very impressed with my writing is from this town. We were supposed to do a gig there, but we got stuck in this room which was supposed to be some sort of backstage-area (but it wasn't, it was the room where I recieved my first kiss (that I found out during waking reflection)). I'm currently off every mindaltering drug, but no one else that I know is. So there was a hunt for drugs in unknown territory, and this girl who likes my writing obviously had some connections and she said she was going to help out in the quest for finding junk. I told her that I'm currently not using and she carresed the fold of my jacket sensually and said "too bad".
That was not the only thing happening. The weather outside was constantly changing, from sunny to total-annihilation-storm. Outside the windows was a female friend of mine, hanging halfway inside kicking with her legs playfully saying she wanted to get stoned. People are running back and forth through the room and the only grounded point in the room was the girl who said she'd help getting drugs.

Fourth dream: nothing remembered except the fact that I'm being chased and I have the mother of my children in my company. I've got the first scene from one of the Bourne-films running through my head as I write this (the one where his girl dies somewhere in the desert, or something to that point).

I was in a Red River type place that was actually in Kansas, with Matte and some other people I couldn't identify. We were tornado chasing, although on foot. Mostly it was just a nature hike because it was a clear, sunny day with no clouds whatsoever, much less tornadoes. So we caravaned to a large picnic that was set up for our lunch. It was a nice looong table, shaded by beautiful cloth gazebos in bright colors, which flapped slightly in the wind. I was kinda looking forward to sitting by Matte, because hello, muscles. But he sat down by some people and there were no empty chairs next to him. Bummer. I don't really remember eating, but I remember they were grilling burgers, and I saw the smaller table with burger add-ons, like slices of tomato, and red onion, ketchup and mustard etc. Anyway I was walking a bit past the table into a huge meadow, where the horizon was blocked by huge trees. Suddenly the wind blew alot harder, and I heard thunder and saw lightening. I looked up at the tops of the trees, and a tiny little dark gray cloud appeared, sparkling with little flecks of lightening. It was really cute, if such a thing could be called cute. Then a tiny little gray tornado formed just under the cloud, though it was really high up in the sky, and miles and miles from being close to touching the ground. I screamed "Tornado TORNADO!!!!!" and a group of people rushed toward where I was standing. I immediately did the finger through palm RC, the one I always do when I see a tornado in dreams. Which is gay because it nearly always fails. It failed once more, and I thought to myself, "Well, I guess THIS time it's for real." Then I remembered how I ALWAYS say that, and it's NEVER real. So I just said "You know what, fuck it I MUST be dreaming." And then the fact that I realized this cloud was completely silly, and Matte, a guy from Sweden whom I've never met, was in Kansas with me, hunting tornadoes, confirmed that I was dreaming. I felt like I didn't really care that much. Don't know why. So I didn't really do anything special. I just kept watching the sky with the others. The little cloud sauntered along the sky, all by itself with it's little tornado tail. I said "That thing's too small to reach the ground." Other people muttered "yeah, lame." So we just walked off to continue the day nature hiking instead. As I turned to walk toward the trail, Matte grabbed my hand. So we held hands the rest of the way. Also there was a big hug in there somewhere, but I can't remember if it was before or after the tornado.

I'm laughing as I'm typing this because it's so gay!!