non-lucid

dream 1 - In L.A. of California, I was at some kind of store with Yellowcard band members. We had to buy foods before the store closes. I tried to buy a donut or muffin but the staffs were already cleaning the foods out. I got frustrated and just headed to a book store - bought 2 mangas. There was still a popcorn store so my friend and I tried to buy it, but the black man who looked like a manager of the store kept telling me that I can't buy popcorn because of my status. I said 'why why?' and the man came out of the counter, holding a square board that said reasonable sentence that I cannot buy...(don't remember what it said) I got really frustrated. The Yellowcard members started to get out of the store, and I followed them running like a rocket, heading back to the studio. It was sunny outside. We entered a white building. A private staff opened the door. We went in and I tried to explain the members what happened in the store.
"Guys! Everyone should listen to me!"
but Ryan Key, who was the main vocal of the band, gathered the members to do some kind of team activity along the sofa. He started to gave us notebooks(?).
"Hey Ryan, I think everybody has to listen to me right now."
"Get the notebook," Ryan said handing a orange notebook to me. "If you don't then I'll tear it apart in half."
"Ryan!" I said. I grabbed the notebook but strangely Ryan wouldn't let go of it.
"Ryan!!" I said again.
"I'm getting pissed off right now." He said. Then he let go of the notebook.
Ryan started to do the activity ignoring me. Suddenly my tears ran down my cheeks because I was really fan of Yellowcard, and Ryan brought me down. After I woke up I cried. maybe it should have been affected by my stomachache...

dream 2 - I was at some kind of desert? Rocky Mountains? The ground was bright orange color and there were tall rocks everywhere. My family was there. I was watching Shin Chan. This dream is kinda foggy, but I remember encountering very muscular man and woman wearing military suits and holding weapons. I didn't feel threatened. I think I ran into some kind of airport.

dream 3 - I was reading my own comic and I saw my drawing of landscape of destructed world, and my characters facing the sun. it was very beautiful. On the left there were huge mountains with snow covered and in the middle there were some destroyed buildings. Then I meditated this scene to do dream incubation. I was running on the buildings and did RC, became lucid! Everything was vivid. Then I remembered finding Lmrhone, so I chanted his name but nothing changed... soon I woke up.

I remember touching a hot pipeline (I work at a chemical company in real life), probably steam, and my rubber acid-proof glove sticks to it, melting slowly.

Another dream took place in a place in Luxemburg, or the place was mentioned or shown on a map. Something like that.

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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m driving along a road, though I’m not sure where this is.I’m seemingly in the middle of nowhere, no identifying features in sight. Theroad is paved with dark asphalt, and either side is a flat landscape, mostlygreen grass. The sky is grey and I can’t see beyond the horizon.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]The vehicle I am in comes to a cliff edge, though stillthere are no identifying features to help me figure out where I am. The roadmakes a sharp descent over the cliff and spirals down the side in a verticalmanner. This road is impossibly steep,and spirals down for a long distance. I’m glad that I am in a rental vehiclebecause I don’t believe my SUV could handle the very narrow walls or roadway,or the low clearance. I can’t believe a road was made like this.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The spiral ends like the way it began, suddenly, and nearlyvertically, which would be impossible to transverse for most vehicles. Thevertical road intersects a horizontal road which leads to a vista of the ocean,surrounding mountains, and beautiful landscapes, and I realize I am in Hawaii!Immediately everything is in super-bright color and vivid detail, and I standthere looking around in awe of the scene.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I follow some other tourists towards the obviousdestination, a boat that is designed to show the local area to visitors. I walkout and I am on an open deck, the air around me is warm and the breeze isstrong. The boat moves out in to the water, though it never gets very far fromshore. Off to my left is a giant tanker, and as I pan my head right I can seehundreds of boats moving swiftly in a traffic lane, or some organized line ofboat traffic. The boats vary in size, shape, and function, and even ahelicopter is sputtering along on the water’s surface, which seems normalenough.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Many of the boats are spewing quite a bit of smoke, and atone point I thought there was a fire aboard a boat or two, but it turned out tojust be an incredible amount of thick black smoke.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I pull out my digital camera and take a few pictures. Thehills to the left, the sky and water, the boats, it’s all very colorful and Iwant to show it off.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Behind me and around the deck are rows of seats, and Ialternately sit in one and stand to take occasional pictures. At one point Iget up and start to grab the camera of the man next to me, which is on thefloor, and clearly not a digital like mine. I immediately apologize, tellingthe man, “I’m very sorry! My camera is just like this, and even the flash, butI left them back in the vehicle. Normally I would be taking pictures like thiswith that camera.” He seemed to understand, and turned back to converse withthe man next to him.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The boat returns to shore and I walk off, wondering what I’mgoing to do now. I look out and up and the landscape is a total tourist trap. Alarge waterslide dominates the hill in front of me, and I walk towards theamusement park. I don’t recall seeing it before the boat ride but here it is. Iturn around and look to my right and I can see shops and a city hundreds offeet below the hilltop that all this fun is located on. I walk back in thedirection of the boat, or docking area, and I encounter a group of people whoseem especially interested in one man in the center of their group. I recognizehim immediately as James Bond, but he now has long hair which is pulled backinto a ponytail. He appears to be in excellent shape, and slightly taller thanin the movies. His physical age looks like someone in their late 40’s or early50’s who has been taking care of themselves. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I recognize you! You’re James bond! I love your movies! I’dreally just like to…shake your hand.” At first he seems reluctant to shakehands, as though he has been doing it all day, and perhaps he was expecting meto ask for something more. When I don’t request anything else he finally shakesmy hand. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“You want to see something? Come with me, I’ll show yousomething.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He leads me out of the room and to a river, or water chute,where he has me climb behind him on to a jet-ski type of machine, though atfirst I think we’re still on land. We take off at a fast rate of speed and nowwe are on a wide, slow-moving river, headed upstream. The pace is incredibleand I struggle to keep hold and not lose grasp of my camera. The scenery isbeautiful![/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We leave the city and the amusement area behind and proceedfurther in to the hills, all of which are lush with greenery. On some, whatappears to be fir trees cover the hillside, and among them hikers and outdoorenthusiasts can be seen enjoying the beautiful landscape. Even more bizarre isthat some hills have snow on them, some are top-covered and some have patchesof snow all the way down to the waterline. I attempt to take several picturesand some come out and some do not. My shutter is working slowly and does notcatch every image timely. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]On my right and in some valley below us we pass a school,and perhaps a church or cemetery, though I never see any graves. It matters not;I’m too busy being in awe of how beautiful and lush Hawaii is. I’m takingpictures left and right, wanting to show everyone back home that Hawaii isnothing like what we see on television. As I understand it, Mr. Bond has brought me up a river and deep in tothe region to show me the real island treasure, something tourists never get tosee.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I understand why people live here, and why it’s one of thecalmest urbanized areas in the nation. I contemplate staying.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The ride takes some considerable time, and we pass numeroushills and valleys, all of which are some of the most vivid colors I have everseen. When we at last come to the end of the ride we are on a high hilloverlooking Honolulu. Beyond the city I can see the ocean and the mountainstypically seen in postcards and movies.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]James Bond dismounts the vehicle and steps on to a woodendeck and continues on in to what appears to be a motel room or somethingsimilar. I get off the vehicle and look around for a second. We are no longeron water when the ride stops but as I approach the motel area I feel like I ambeside a canal, or on some wharf. The lighting is dim, and the area seems seedyand unsavory, like one might expect from a dark alley in Venice at night orsome fishing community where people shut their doors and windows to avoiddrunken types.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk up to James who is on the sidewalk outside the roomand I suddenly find myself face-to-face with a beautiful young brunette woman,and she stares right in to my eyes. There is an odd mix of attraction and fearin her eyes, and she runs on past me. She is dressed in a pink nightgown thatdoesn’t reach her knees but doesn’t look smutty either.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]She disappears around the corner about fifty feet down fromus and James asks me if I want to follow. I nod and he says, “Yeah, you do, Ican tell.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We run to the corner where we last saw her and make anabrupt turn to our right. The hall becomes dark, but it clearly leads up to adoor which I take for a bathroom. “Ha!” I think, we know where she is now, thiswill be easy! [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I reach for the door and yank it open, but excitement turnsin to shock as I see the woman is held around the neck by a large, surly manwith bad teeth. He is holding a large knife and is clearly upset, and angry atour intrusion. He must be who she was running from and he must have corneredher here, or this is what I believe at the moment.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]In a moment of bravado I grab for his wrist, attempting togain control of him and his weapon, but he is faster than I expected and heeasily sidesteps this move. He regains composure and lunges forward with theknife, and I have to duck swiftly to avoid a deep penetrating stab. He pullsback and I start to come up, and again he stabs forward with the knife, and itis pointed right in my face.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Easy!” I manage to say. “I don’t want to be stabbed in theface! Calm down!” At this point I realize he has me at a disadvantage and Imust wait for another opportunity. Oddly enough James Bond is nowhere to beseen and I feel abandoned. This is going to be really tough if I have to takeon this guy by myself, and the girl will suffer along with me.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I am staring down the length of the knife, waiting while theangry man decides what to do. Behind the man is a view of a bathroom across thehall, and this opening is draped with a shower curtain. Behind the curtain andunseen by the angry man I can see James Bond coming up behind him, about tostrike him hard with a blunt object, and my spirits are momentarily lifted.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Mr. Bond makes his strike, but somehow the angry man becomesaware of the attack and strikes him in the neck with his knife. He pulls it outand James’ hand immediately goes to the wound. Bright red blood sprays out, andstarts pouring down his neck and shirt as he collapses at my feet. He appearsmortally wounded, and this is when everything seems really grave.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I look down at his figure and then kneel down to help him.Something about the whole situation seems really familiar, and though I shouldbe horrified at this scenario I am no longer afraid. In fact, I am amused, andthe whole dream borders on lucidity.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m holding him up slightly from the floor, staring at thebright red blood, and then I lean in and whisper, “You can stop now. I saw allthis on Bourdain.” The familiarity of the situation becomes apparent to me as Irealize this whole scene had once played out on Anthony Bourdain’s show, NoReservations, which airs on the Travel Channel.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He doesn’t seem to realize what I’m saying and again Irepeat, “I saw all this on Bourdain.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]He starts to get up, and he tells the angry man, “You canstop now.” The angry man releases the woman and loses all trace of hostility.The whole scene had been created for my benefit, an amusement made most real. Ihad felt threatened and was prepared to do whatever was necessary to defuse thesituation, up until I realized that Mr. Bond was using a corn-syrup packet toappear like fake blood on his neck.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]It was very impressive, and I felt a little bad that I hadended the scene. James walks off and out of the room, slightly dejected.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I walk out of the room, also, and back towards the way wehad come from. I have to descend a stairway to get back down, though it had notbeen there before. Each stair is pastel-colored, pink, blue, and yellow, an oddcolor-scheme.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]At the bottom of the stairs and to my right is an opendoorway. Inside the doorway is a large drier with its door open, and sittinginside the drier is a beautiful young woman in a medium-dark green outfit,curled up and watching TV. I pass on by but then think perhaps I have hadenough of James Bond and I would rather spend it with the girl in the drier. Iturn around and head back to her and I’m about to ask if I can join her companywhen I wake up.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m in California, visiting my dad with my son and daughter.We have gone someplace for the day, and have now decided to go look around thebay for scenic moments. We are in Oakland somewhere and come to a pullout, oroverlook, and as we get to the edge we can see the water and all the ships init, including a cargo ship and an aircraft carrier. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My dad says, “Let’s go take a look!”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]We go down to water level, somehow, possibly by convenientelevator. When we arrive at dock level I can see the port of Oakland on myright side, though it seems to have much less to do with cargo than usual, andall the cargo cranes are not present, only a few remain. Tied to the dock farto my right is an aircraft carrier, towering above us, and loaded with planes.This is the ‘wow’ moment. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]When I was young I would walk down to the Navy breakwater inAlameda and watch the carriers from only a few hundred feet away. They were bigand powerful, cities to themselves. When the Naval Air Station closed thecarriers left, along with all the planes and support personnel. I was alwayssad to see them go.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I’m looking at how big and shiny and colorful the aircraftcarrier is and how good the sky looks behind it. It seems the Navy has become alittle progressive with their color schemes and instead of just the plain greyof most ships this carrier has been updated with accents of black and red thatmake the carrier look powerful and swift. I decide I want my film camera instead of mylittle digital, which I left in the car, back up the hill. I tell my dad, “Ireally want my camera; I’m going to go back and get it.” He says, “Yeah, I think I want my camera,too.” He accompanies me back to theelevator and we ride up to get our cameras.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]At the top I walk out and I am standing in a dirt parkinglot. The dirt is fine and almost sandy, but not deep. Behind me where thescenic vista was is now a series of shops and other small buildings, none morethan five stories in height. The buildings are mostly made of concrete and lookold. The time is late afternoon and manyof the local workers are emerging, preparing to go home, and some appear toalready be toasted. Many are dressed in sailor outfits, though they don’t seemout of place despite us being some distance from the water. At some point I believe I have a conversationwith one of them.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I have come home from California, and I’m happy to be home.Jen is happy we are home also, though my kids don’t seem to be around. Theliving room of the house is different than normal. The structure of the houseis different, the walls have texture, and even the orientation of furniture is changed.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I walk out the back door with her and our storage room isoff to the left upon exit, and beyond it is a lot of brush. Jen decides tobreak some and starts a small fire in the outdoor fire pit/hearth (which doesnot exist in real life), and I break a few branches myself. Then I realize thatas the fire grows it will burn the plants and dead branches piled above thehearth, and I begin pulling down and breaking the material so it won’t start auncontrolled fire. Jen gives me anexasperated look as I put some branches on and stand them vertically so theywill catch, telling her, “You have to stand them up, like this, to make themcatch fire.” This prompts the eye-rolling from her, and she moves the firearound with a stick. [/SIZE][/FONT]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]We come inside and she is on the far side of the kitchen,handling some task. I am still near the back door which now has a window to theleft of it when facing the back door. This window is not made of glass, or ismissing the glass, and instead has a thick plastic sheet in place, and I feel adraft coming around it. I inspect it more closely and discover it is notattached at the bottom, and pushing on it allows even more cold air to come in.The push also reveals a hidden pocket of snow, collected in the window and notyet melted, which I reach for. The snow is mixed with small leaves and grass,and it’s cold, but fluffy. I turn around to show everyone and a friend of myson is standing there, and he asks, “Is it cold? Can I touch it?” I throw it at him, and it lands on hisjacket. I feel pretty good about this and throw a little more at him, which hetakes in good stride.[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I notice by looking out the back window that the fire isgetting high, and needs to be brought down, so I go outside to handle this. Thetrees above the fire are getting singed and one of the trees is actually onfire. These are thin trees, perhaps twelve feet in height at their top, and allare young fruit trees. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I head for the water faucet by the back door, turn on thewater to a medium flow, and begin spraying the trees with a mist to extinguishthe fire and protect them, while hopefully not dropping too much on the fire itself.Sadly, I use too much and the fire is diminished to a smoldering heap, but itis still burning and that’s what I wanted.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I go back inside, I believe, and walk up to the front of thehouse briefly, or perhaps not briefly, time and motion seemed to blend here. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Again I look out the back and now the yard is super-long,perhaps several hundred feet. On the right of the property is a long,chain-link fence, which just ends towards the back of the property. The firehas been moved out to the end of the property, and is in a large tank offiberglass, or heavy plastic, with ports on the side. I run because again thefire is out of control, sending flames and sparks some 25 feet in the air, andI don’t want the attention of the fire department. I turn on the hose, but thistime it is heavier, and longer. I realize that Jen has attached a second hoseto the first one so it can reach all the way to the back of the property. I runwith the sluggish hose filled with water and finally reach the fire pit, but asI arrive the fire is extinguished by several guys hanging out in the back yard.They have put out the fire using a fire-protection system that is mounted alongthe back side of the container. It consists of several vertical supports towhich large buckets are attached, each filled with water. Each bucket is blue,cylindrical in shape, and about two feet wide and four feet tall, and opensfrom the bottom to allow a dousing effect. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The container, or fire pit, is now filled with water whichsloshes back and forth. It is dirty and filled with ash, and one of the guys isin the water, trying to gain his footing. He apparently activated the system,though I wasn’t sure why he was in the pit at the time.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I explore the rest of the end of the yard here, and when Ilook towards the house it seems really far away. When I look out away from thehouse I see that the yard ends not far from where the fence ends, and becomes asloped piece of earth which leads to a street where many new homes are beingconstructed. The road is dirty, as is common around construction sites and Ican see the tire tracks of the vehicles in the dust.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]To my left, when facing out, a house is being constructed,and it appears to be encroaching on my property, and I say, “It was nice ofthem to ask if they could build here.” Suddenly I have doubt in my mind. Didsomeone ask? I can’t recall.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]From the street a vehicle approaches, turns down the hilland comes towards me. It is not a fancy vehicle, nor new, but the owner ordriver steps out and walks up. He is dressed in white clothes, not quite asuit, but more western in appearance. He walks and talks business.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“I want to buy your truck, he tells me.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]My truck? I’m not quite sure what he means. I turn aroundand the fire container has become a red truck body, and for some reason this iswhere the fire was built. The truck is old; possibly a late 70’s or early 80’smodel. There is a cab piece, a large bed from the truck, and a hood. Theproportions of all these truck parts are abnormal, possibly three or four timeswhat they would normally be. Despite their large size they are lightweight, andcan be moved easily. I pick up the bed and turn it upside down, and it is now coveringme like a cave. I back out and move the other pieces, to block the yard fromaccess. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“It’s not for sale, I don’t think.” I tell the man.“Besides, it’s not mine. It belongs to Jen.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man dismisses me and starts to walk towards the house,and I tell him to stop. At first he ignores me, and I tell him, “You won’t getanywhere unless you talk to me first.” He is still walking and I hold up myhand and start counting fingers, backwards, “Five, four, three, two…” The man turns around and walks back. “Okay,I’ll listen.” [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]“The truck belongs to Jen, and has been part of the familyfor a long time.” He gives me a sidewaysglance. “I can take you to her but I need to talk to her first.”[/SIZE][/FONT]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I get up from my seated position and am about to movetowards the house when I notice a couple of people have walked up, and they areheaded towards the stairway to my right (as I face the back of my house). Theback of the yard has morphed in to a room, and I am perched on the back of asofa which occupies part of an interior room with a fireplace, a large mirror,a couple of tables, and the previously mentioned stairway. The people, whoappear to be teenagers, proceed up and out of sight around a bend in thestairwell. This stairway wasn’t there just moments ago and I realize the house nextdoor has been built surprisingly fast. As I’m pondering its origin anothercouple walks up, a man led by a woman, and she is only wearing panties. She isan attractive women in nearly every way, tall and thin, tan skin, and longbrown hair. Her breasts are exposed, and the man I am with is staring veryintently at her breasts. They have beautiful fullness but her nipples appearinverted, and have the shape of lotus flowers, as If the flesh has beenterribly mutated or mutilated. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]She walks by and out of sight up the stairs, and I say, “Didyou see that? Her nipples? They’re all gross!” I’m slightly mad, slightly bewildered,and very confused. “And where do all these people keep coming from? Why arethey in my back yard?!”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The man had indeed seen her breasts, and had been staring ather with obvious lust on his face as he also stared at her ass. “Letch!” I callhim, and turn away. He seems unfazed by my comment and did not appear botheredby the shape of her nipples.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I don’t dwell on this and I walk back up to my house, whichis either closer now or I skipped over the walking part. To the right of myback door is the back door of another house which has now been built directlyagainst mine, and I say, “What the hell? When did this get here? Why did theybuild so close?” Indeed they are close, and to make it worse both houses now sharethe storage room to my right. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Confused and upset, I walk inside, through the kitchen, andon in to the living room. A party has been going on and there are guests in thekitchen and dining area, which I slip past. In the living room I find Jen, leaningdown in the closet near the front door, rummaging for something. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]“Honey? There’s a man here to see you. He wants to buy thered truck out back. “ [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]She stands up and turns around. We walk into the middle ofthe living room and from nowhere Riley S. appears. He is in his Boy Scoutuniform and is overly cheerful, standing boldly with his hands on his hips,arms bent out to either side. [/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]His scout uniform is covered in patches, each about threeinches squared, and these are all his merit badges. Suddenly the man appearsnext to him, and he is dressed similarly, covered in patches and fullyuniformed. He places his hand on Riley’s shoulder and says, “I’ve got this,son.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I turn to Jen and say, “Here is the man. He wants to buy theirtruck. He is not related to Riley, and is also not part of the Scouts. Oh, andhe’s a letch.”[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]Again the man seems unfazed by this and asks if he can buythe truck. In a very pleasant voice Jen tells him it is not for sale, and hasbeen in the family for a long time. It’s special to her, and I begin to wonderwhy she had allowed a fire to be placed in it. Still, it’s not my truck, soit’s none of my business.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I remember looking over all my cassette tapes, with theintention of playing one of them. This is an odd moment in the dream because Irecognize that cassettes are no longer in style, let alone production. Despitethis I am excited to play a tape of good music for…someone. I have the feelingI want to play music for someone but I don’t know who it is now. I am alsoexcited because I am using the cassette player my dad had when I was a kid,which I liked very much. It had lots of buttons and dials, and a VU meter foreach channel.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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[SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I recall, after the house dream, looking through somecomputer files for “The Death File.” I do not recall why I was looking for thisnot what it was connected to but it seemed important. I am standing over acomputer with an older-style monitor that displays yellow-lettering. I amclicking through a list of files and looking for the one I want.[/FONT][/SIZE]
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03.30.2012

Castle Infiltration & Lady in Red Dress, I'm The END, Short Seats (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a nap that ended up being a little bit too late to take one.

Dream 1: Castle Infiltration & Lady in Red Dress

I'm starting out in an awkward position to conceal myself in this dream. This dream had a few resets and moments where I was close to being caught.

I remember being side a fancy area with gray tiling and gray brick walls, and there's red carpet in the middle of every path to walk on. I hear a man talking about something to some guards, but I can't remember what exactly.

I had to be really careful of the guards, because they had some weird formation that apparently preventing them from having gaps whenever they turned their back at me.

I remember there being some reset in the dream when I was caught because I underestimated the guards.

Here's something new, most of them were blonde females in red latex outfits. I don't know if I should be afraid of them, or fantasize their amazing bodies in this dream, but they looked like serious business.

After the guy is done talking, I put myself against the wall, slowly moving to the left to see that he's this close from me, but because the area I'm in an area for things to be hung up as decorations, he doesn't bother going through the mini-hallway.

I see what's near the hall way, and I head outside to the door to the right of me quickly before the guards turned out.

I think there was another instance where I was hiding in the mini-hallway again, but this time, I was leaning at the right side to see the guards and the guy interacting with each other.

Since they were closer to the exit, that meant I could hide on the other side.

The area that's next to the mini-hallway I was in was formatted into a square, so there would be guards at each corner, but since they all gathered to listen to what that guy was declaring, I quickly went to the left side of the square hallway.

I see the blonde females in red latex suits move the opposite direction, and I quickly leave out to the door.

Somewhere along in those moments, there was one female who got closer to where I was hiding inside the mini-hall way with decorations and red carpet.

She actually came into the small room, and instead of staying there and making her tell the other guards, I quickly dash towards her, grabbed her neck, held it really tight, and then stabbed her in her stomach.

I didn't pull the dagger/knife out, I was still holding onto her neck, and slowly helped her descend to the ground. I believe she had brown hair, the type that had a shine to it, and her face was sort of pure with a light apricot skin tone to it.

She was wearing a red dress, not a latex suit. But because I was worried that someone might've heard the dagger penetrating through her, and her coughing blood once, I didn't bother to ask who she was before she really died.

She was completely different from the guards, she didn't have any weapons or anything, she just came in at the wrong time. I look her dead body, gazing at her cold and blank stare at me. She still has her mouth opened, and there's blood dripping out to the side.

Her skin tone started to become even more pale, and her arms are spread out. I couldn't do anything but leave the area.

If you want to talk to me, and make yourself less likely to be killed or injured, at least don't wear the same color as the other female guards!

Why am I killing people so recklessly in these dreams?

Dream 2: I'm The END, Escape from Bicycle

The title may be a little confusing, but I was "The End", I'm sure I was because even though things were in third perspective, I could feel myself being him.

He's basically this old guy who is supposed to be remarkable with sniper weapons and hiding overall in Metal Gear Solid 3, and if you managed to get him to cough up some items, you can get the camouflage that has the best percentage to conceal yourself in the game I believe.

I'm in some desert area, and there's a guard base. Since I'm using the camouflage of his that can alter to most environments, I didn't have to worry about guards finding me.

There's wide and big light brown tiling format I'm on that matched the sand's color.

I was prone (still in third person perspective), and there's a guard in front of me. I'm near his feet, I ponder if I should grab them and make him trip, but I decided to quickly stand up and grab the back of his neck.

I could feel how hard "The End" was choking this person from behind, I can feel the vibrations and the guard having no chance against him.

The guard falls to the floor, and then I find myself shifting consciousness somewhere else. The dream shifts to where I'm trying to escape an area full of guards and tanks with machine guns and turrets attached at weird parts of them.

There's a set of bicycles lined up at a bicycle rack, and most people are trying to escape, but none of the bicycles are moving, something is locking them.

It seems that the guards didn't care I was there anymore, because they're busy running for their lives as well. I was in a large and dark garage, probably where they stored their weapons and vehicles.

It opens up, and a guard that looks like a soldier in desert gear is getting on a bicycle, waiting for the garage door to open up. I see there's a bicycle next to him, and as he heads out, I quickly rush to it.

The bicycle was blue I think, and one of those with the curved metal handles at the ends. I'm trying to pedal, but I have to pedal too much, and it's not really going fast to compensate the effort I'm giving it.

I tried shifting gears so that it would be a little harder to pedal, but it would not go faster. While I'm riding awkwardly, there's some person to the left of me trying to get on a bicycle, but he can't ride it because it's locked somehow.

He asks himself, "What the hell is going on?"

I don't know if he was asking me, because I was too busy trying to escape whatever it is I'm running from.

Dream 3: Short seats At Lunch

I'm waiting at one of the lines at a random school, and I take a while on what I want to buy, even though I had enough to eat on my tray. I go to the cashier, but I can't remember paying for anything.

I sit near these group of people, mostly females, and the seating is really awkward, the seating was really low for comfortable eating.

I basically sit there feeling like a dimwit, trying to come up with a way to make myself seem normal around these people.

This is my dream journal. I'm gonna write ones since I've started keeping a DJ, then I will keep adding as days pass.



ND

March 26, 2012

1. I am in the middle school as I am near a bathroom and I just sit there for hours and I dont know why. I am basically 'ditching' class. It felt like forever.
Then I justjoin into some room where everyone is having a somewhat assembly and I go to some festival in the front of my school. When I come back my friend
says she told a secret and following that she started to cry. I went to science class and I was told a story about this dog called something Pa Shouj or something. The seating was very different than usual and there were new additions to the class. ( Little kids were in our class for some odd reason. ) The teacher questioned me on the story and I knew the answers but I said them wrong anyways, but I
wasn't even able to control what I said. I said that the person was a cat, but it really was a dog.

2. People were trying to catch Eminem in my dream and he was in a wheelchair and I slept inthis kind of house that you would build in Minecraft
that just has dirt and bricks and it was kind of a stimulation of real life and minecraft. They succesffuly
caught Eminem outside this building with a long staircase. I've seen it in Law and Order before, but in my dream it resembled some gas station. It was outside a courthouse I think, and the outside look had stairs but I interpreted it as a gas station. Kind of this place... http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://farm4.s taticflickr.com/3276/2873111875_73a4b0d51a_z.jpg&imgr efurl=http://www.flickr.com/photos/wilsonjs/287311187 5/&usg=__-YgBI6qYsBiH9P1uX97YT3KXfn0=&h=480&w=640&sz= 172&hl=en&start=9&zoom=1&tbnid=fi10Pb5Mc8HGnM:&tbn h=1 03&tbnw=137&ei=1pVwT5msCMPPiAKe2NH8BA&prev=/images%3F q%3Dlaw%2Band%2Border%2Bcourthouse%2Bsteps%26hl%3D en% 26safe%3Dactive%26ie%3DUTF-8%26tbm%3Disch&itbs=1


I think my dream recall is improving. I have one more dream.

3. I was at school again, and it was merged with some airport place, like outside an airport, and we were all dressed up and we talked about how the year passed so quickly. Then, I just teleported into my own house and it was still dusk and I was talking with a friend who actually was my friend/sister merged? She then said that she needs to rub my back so she started to massage my back with her foot. I then woke up.

ND

March 27, 2012

1. There are a lot of different scenes in this dream. I'll try and make it as clear as possible.
I am at school/my house merged, and this seems like a continuation of my last dream that I was not in class. School was not in session, but I was in this assembly like place that is in my middle school and a lot of girls were not focusing and they were dancing around so my supervisor told them that they were being bad and she left. Those girls also disappeared from the dream. From here on, it seems more to be like my house-- We have some talent show inside that assembly area which actually feels like my house, and apparently I sing a song by Karmin - BrokenHearted with a friend, and I have Karmin's voice so don't ask how I got that... Then there were some more performances and then I was sitting in my house hallway having a Kumbaya type thing with all our friends just sitting in a circle singing and my DR fades from here. I'm pretty after this I woke up. There was another scene to this dream but I cannot recall it. I know in my head, but I can't write it down, it doesn't make sense in words.



ND

March 28, 2012

My cousin is with me in my backyard at night and I'm pretty sure my mom is in the dream too, but I forgot her role.
Anyways, I go into my kitchen and there is this sort of contest to throw luggage onto this towel on the floor
for money. So I'm alone in the kitchen doing it and some professional guy is in another room. I had no supervisor
in my room so I just put the luggage on the towel. Then I teleported to a part of the dream where I was merged
with a building which is a hangout spot for my class and a classroom. In the classroom, I had no teacher and the classroom
was like made of mushrooms, so I just decided to do my work with friends. My Algebra teacher then came and said "Oops, I
forgot all my work at home!" Then, in the other place that I was merged with, it seems as if I was at an airport
seeing all my friends and they were just walking down the hallway, and I was dragging a suitcase.

Looking back at the dream, it makes a ton of sense with the luggage due to the fact that I just came back from
the airport yesterday, and I'm still jet lagged so i t's been on my mind. I was staying with my cousin when I was
on vacation, and the last person I saw before I went to bed was my mom. The other day when I was in the airport
I was wishing all my friends were with me, but I was also afraid to go to school because my algebra make-up work
was hard and the teacher might get mad at me. So this all connects into the dream as one! I've also been trying
to win a lot of contests lately, so the contest connects because on the air plane someone told us that if we
want to dry our dog without getting him matted don't use a towel, use a hair dryer. Cool connections.





ND
Failed RC and FA

March 29, 2012

Alrighty, I attempted WBTB and MILD last night. Since my fear after trying to fall back asleep, it wasn't so effective, I never had a LD but I had MADLY LONG and VIVID dreams. Great DR!

1. There was this person who got caught and his name was called Connor or something, by the police. He resembled Kony or something like that. Or I think he resembled a con-artist? I'm not sure. In my dream I had a FA that I was in my room where I was about to do a RC but then I didn't get close enough to do it because I was rushed out and I got dressed to go see this guy. It was about 1 AM and I was wondering why I was up because I remember going to bed at 12 and I was about to become lucid but I didn't. We went to this basement/jail place and he wasn't even there but there were tons of people there with babies and my cousins were there with their babies and my aunt which was the mom of the cousins and they seemed to be having a fancy cocktail party, and the whole surroundings changed and I was very fishy so I was about to do another RC but I failed.

2. I was merged with LA and NY and we were just walking in this building and we come out and saw a big building across the street and I made a comment about something that I was not aware and it wasn't bad but then my dad said "You be thankful for the soldiers and footmen of the US" then in one second I saw some smoke coming out of the top of the building and a bomb that is a typical bomb that cannot just nuke a whole building but it fell on the building fell like the incident of 9/11 and barely anyone saw it until they turned around and saw ruins and smoke and everyone started to run away an I wanted to also, but my family just stayed there across the street thinking what to do and we were standing next to this tall building so they just continued their everyday life. We went in there and we had to go up the staircase which was grey and very steep and we needed to get party favors for my cousin who actually wasn't having a party and my dog was suddenly with us which I didn't remember. They also had very odd shaped steps. When we reached the top I was the last to get there and beforehand I mentioned how unstable the stairs were and that I felt like they're falling and then at the top the stairs detached from the platform that was there with this vent we had to go in to get party stuff, and so when I fell backwards all the way downstairs there was another bomb but I flew up and somehow managed to survive it. Then I had some HO that my dad was in that building but I never saw it and he also fell down and we thought he died and my family was back on the streets so then we went out on the street and thought we saw him down the street but when we got there he wasn't but we found him in a parking lot and we were so happy. Then, behind a car a hand tried to grab me but I slapped it kinda like GTFOO and then it tried to get my mom 20 times but it failed so we just went away. We were originally supposed to go on an airplane before the whole incident of this building falling happened and we were in lots of airports. I then wake up.


ND

March 30, 2012

Insomnia. I had a very short dream + snippets.

I was at this outdoor place and one of my friends, S, supposedly have cancer just a few years ago so I was looking back at pictures of her and then I went back and forth to this other outdoor place and my parents took me back to the original one with my friends so it then started to rain so I went under this roof that was kind of like a tent and people were doing some activities there. I then teleported into my language class sitting in my normal seat, but I had a different teacher. I was making a city or at least in my dream you press buttons and some buildings disappear or reappear and it was a mini diagram. While I was looking at the city it almost felt like I was in it but it was small and I was just staring into it which was pretty rad. My DR fades from here.

Didn't dream much last night. I didn't sleep well the first half of the night bc of allergies. I took some Nyquil in hopes of getting some sleep, which pretty much sabotaged any chance of really remembering dreams.


Dream One (Fragment): I'm standing next to a computer desk. There's a little old lady sitting sideways at it, and her cat is looking over her lap at the computer screen. The Cat starts getting really excited because a screen name "CoolKitty57" logs on and it's the cat down the street. Apparently this cat has a thing for the cat down the street. I think that this is so cute, I have to tell my bff about it because she loves cats. I turn to look behind me and there's a tv with golf on.

Dream Two: I am in an SUV going through a drive through. I pay for my food, and pull to the next window, but the lady at the next woman is smoking a cigaret and wearing a ball down. She looks at me for a minute, then says they're closed. I tell her I just paid for my food they can't be closed. She informs me I've missed the second window for the drive through and that I am now at the drive through window for "Lusty Lust" I can only imagine what sort of joint that is I turn around to go find the second drive through window, and it end up being inside the building! I actually drive my SUV into the fast food place to get my food. I think this is the strangest drive through I've ever seen, then wake up.

I had several hypnagogic (I know that can't be spelled right, but firefox isn't giving me an alternative) hallucinations all morning though b/c the nyquil wasn't wearing off fast enough and I couldn't seem to wake up. I'd be sitting at my computer, then suddenly I'm seeing a naked woman or a pirate ship or a zombie and get startled awake, realizing I'd started dozing, ha ha. Planning on getting a nap when my husband gets home, hopefully that'll produce a dream or two of real quality.

Normal Dream

Night 21

terrible night, my mind is blank , I only remember one little thing from the morning.

I. I walk into my brothers room where my mom is sitting on the bed, in the dream it was her birthday so I sit down next to her and tell her happy birthday.She says something about the mirror, and I remember looking at it, but I woke up right after.

I woke up at 6 A.M. this morning, went to the restroom, drunk some cold water, and went back to bed. I had remembered that Hunt Doc had asked me if I'd return in 12 hours. I had every intention of doing so--I fell asleep.

I'm but a little boy--a clansman with light brown skin--of perhaps 7 to 10 years old. Deep down I knew that I was this "Netelus" person my the old lay, my dream guide, had told me about.

The very first thing I remember was standing before a fully grown elephant. I never dream of elephants, lol. This was most certainly a first. Somehow I got this mammoth to follow me and I led it to a drinking hole so it could indulge itself with some fresh water. I could hear how impressed the other clansmen were at my ability to control this animal without using force or mounting its back. The next I remember is bringing it back the to clearing with the other clansmen.

The clansmen all had light brown skin. They wore cloth around their wastes, some wore belts of bone around their wastes, around their necks, and over their shoulders. As far as I could tell, they were not wearing shirts, hats, or shoes. I am certain I bore similar garments. There were women sitting on logs conversing about stuff and the clothing they wore was very much like what my dream guide was wearing--if she were there, she'd fit right in.

Grandfather

The very next thing I remember is hovering a good ways off the ground with my arms crossed. I was a very, very little boy indeed! And I was so far off the ground, my head stood elevated with that of my grandpa's (Netelus' grandfather). My grandfather stood tall next to me; he wasn't fat at all but he was a very tall and large man with white eye brows and a short, white beard. He bore clothing of white, black, and red, I believe, and a hat of the same color pattern. The impression I got from him was that of a shaman.

I was conversing with one of the clansman and I told them "out of all of our clan's generations, only my grandfather and I had mastered the art of levitation." My grandfather turned to me and asked me what I had told that boy. I told him and he nodded. Even though we spoke English, I know that that was not our actual language.

Symbolic Scene?

The next thing I know, my clansmen are being used as levelers to be placed on stacks of massive tree logs to keep them steady and stable. I believe that this scene is symbolic and represents something important. We were being forced to lay down on stacks of these massive cut tree logs and somebody was placing these huge logs on top of us! What is this?

It was such a horrific sight! I could hear the screams of my clansmen as they were being crushed beneath tree logs. Somehow, I found myself laying upon the stack with the others and a log slowly came down on top of us. I felt the immense pressure squashing me like a pancake; it felt like Death himself was sitting on my back. As I heard more and more clansmen screaming, I thought to myself, "I'll kill them all! (the enemy)."

I was not going to die that way nor was I going to let my people suffer. Enraged, I clenched my teeth and manged to turned my head to get a better view of what was going on. I thought about destroying these logs and the logs that were on top us and coming down stopped, bended at the middle (they nearly broke), and they shot upward off of us. I was going to get up and crush my enemies mercilessly with psychokinesis but I woke up. Funny thing was, I never actually saw the enemy.

I did not go lucid during that dream and I didn't think to ask for the name of our tribe. It just never occurred to me to do so. I will add that to my list of things to do.

Weird lucid dream last night. I woke up in the bed of a really pretty hotel room, so I became lucid right away. I got out of the bed, and it felt soooo real. In fact, the comforter felt so much like mine that I had to stop and look around again and make sure I wasn't in my room. As soon as I started walking around, my legs started giving me trouble. And the already poorly lit room was getting worse. So I looked at my hands for a bit and that fixed things. I started pacing around, trying to remember what I wanted to do. I opted for the advanced lucid task. Once I remembered that, my legs got weird again, so I looked at my hands again and all was well again. I went to the balcony of the hotel room and noticed that I was about 30 floors up. So instead of finding a way to leave the hotel and jumping into my book of choice (Harry Potter, Sorcerer's Stone), I opted to stay in the room and see if I could bring the story to me. I immediately heard a knock at the door. My vision started getting weird again, so I looked in a mirror. I didn't look like me, but I looked really cool! Young, with long, smooth black hair. I went to the door and opened it, and there was Severus Snape! But he looked to be about 18. I thought, "Wrong book, wrong chapter.. oh well." I let him in and we started messing around, all the while thinking to myself "Bye bye advanced task". Then I started to go blind in my left eye again (what is this, honestly?), I looked at my hands again, then everything blacked out. But I didn't wake up, I could tell I was still in the dream. So I clapped my hands, stomped my feet, and shouted "More Lucidity God Damnit!" and the lights came back on. No more blindness either. I resumed making out with the wizard then woke up.

I know it doesn't count as the advanced task, but at least I got one character out of the story

Then some non lucid fragments:

1. Putting on peacock colored eyeshadow

2. A bike race in college, Clairsky and Bethany were there, helping me with the bike and how to check air pressure. It was my birthday and Clairsky helped me carry roses and presents from my mom up the stairs. My bike lost a tire and work buddies tried to find me a new one. We had a really weird vacuum for our dorm room too, shaped like a big box on wheels that you just rolled around the floor. My brother Brett was trying to trade me for his crappy one.

3. Trying to go up the down escalator at an airport, carrying alot of boxes. Was really hard, I kept tripping. I also had a book and Elijah Woods said I could have gotten it cheaper on amazon.com. I didn't care, it was what was IN the book that was important (I don't remember what was IN the book).

4. I was sweeping alot of dried mud off a highway and I was really mad about something.

Hey, i haven't been on here in a while but i want to start trying to lucid dream again, here goes nothin



Dream 1: Im at a party in my front yard with many people, including my relatives, I walk inside and all I remember is a guy that attacks me with a knife but im trying to push away the knife with my hand but he gets it close enough to carve something on my neck and cheek. I manage to push the knife away and shove the knife in his side, then he pulls out another one and tries to stab me with that one. I grab his arm, flip him over so he lands on his side that had the knife in it. Then i walk around and my mom is talking to her friend and i ask if I'm bleeding or anything and they say yea oh youre bleeding bad then go back to talking to each other. I ask if they can take me to the hospital but they dont respond, I walk around but everyone is ignoring me so i try to dial the ambulance myself and thats when the dream is over.

I wake up and go back to sleep at this point.

Dream 2: I wake up in a field with my friend Mike and some other person, we put up these weird cans and kegs of this weird drink, not sure if its soda or tea or something i forgot what it was. Anyways they set all these cans/kegs in this big castle then the friend that i dont know tries to throw something at the top can and knocks it down, i touch a can or something and it knocks down but its shaped so weird that i can't put it back on top then i accidentally knock some more down and as im trying to put all of them back in their original place mike just jumps on top and knocks them all over the place so im like lol F** it.

Then later it fastforwards a couple hours and i see a bunch of people i used to know from high school and its dark and its some big party again. thats about all i remember.

Hopefully I get more detail and enter lucidity as i keep going

I remember walking around in the neighbor hood, I was heading to my friends house then I saw my brother entering some guys house. I walked up and said what's going on? And the guy asked me if I wanted to come in. So I walked in, I said so what's all this about? I told them that we should be getting back. And my brother said this is my friend. I told him that we need to go home and he said I'm hanging with my friend now.

So after that. His friend asked me if I wanted to hang with them and play some games and have dinner. I said fine... He had some cake with him, And he had a regular TV along with a split up HDTV. That looked like it was cut in half. Normally they dont have TVs like that so I found it "strange". The dream looked really vivid. It was like I was there. He had no cable but there were shows playing which was odd for a TV playing shows with no cable box, no rabbit ears, etc.

I asked him whats wrong with your TV? He said if you want to watch some shows enjoy your self. So I looked at the TV and was trying to see what was wrong with it. I said to my self. Something must be wrong here. So I noticed a video game playing on the TV even though there was no console. I tried to think what was going on because stuff was strange. It seemed to real to be true. And suddenly I had to use his phone and I had to contact my dad, I contact my dad and I told him to come and pick us up, I cant walk down the road because it's pitch black at night and it was about to storm. He said he'll be down there in a few minutes. Then the dream ended after that.

I had several more dreams than these but I couldn't log them down because my phone was acting weird. :T Oh well. At least I got the lucid one down.

#1 - Bizarre Family Party [Non-Lucid]

This one I just remember a few bits and pieces of. I was at a family party, there was some "moon scare" going on referencing some sort of apocalypse, it was my cousin K's birthday, my cousin G was suddenly legally allowed to drink alcohol despite being 17 years old, I talked about how I was hanging out with M and a couple other people before the party, out in front of the house a runaway bicycle came out of nowhere and rammed into some random guy's nuts, causing one of them to burst with blood flying everywhere , and finally a third-person view of some strange Futurama episode where Bender and Hermes got fused together.

Dream Fragment - I accidentally stumbled upon some YouTube video about "secular graduation" (something related to school), and all I remember about it is that there were lots of theater kids from my high school starring in it which surprised me, and there were these two Asian kids at the end. One of them was a bit chubby and had short, straight, silvery white hair, and the other was very thin with a blonde beard but a black goatee.

#2 - FLCL Throwback? [MILD]

I was back at my middle school in a regular classroom but it was in the music hall. I was playing a Pokémon game with a bunch of random people and then C, an old friend and amazing weed dealer, comes in and joins us. Eventually he's heading out again and I decide to go with him, but when we get out into the hallway I realize it's a totally different person. I follow him out to the cafeteria anyway, only all of the tables are gone, and he's talking about OpheliaBlue, someone else I can't remember, and cheese. Slowly I start to think that something's not right, and then I realize that I'm dreaming. There are a ton of DCs walking around, and I tried to do something that failed but I can't remember what it was now. I saw some oddly placed lockers and decided to fly over to them, and as I did a couple of them magically opened, and there was just one big locker space behind them. There was a sheet of music in them, so I picked it up and then went over to a DC and yelled at them "Make music come off this page!" However, I was flailing the paper around in my hand as I was saying this and I guess that caused it to lose shape, I saw it morphing so I stopped shaking it and it took solid shape as a red electric guitar. o.o I shrugged and whacked the DC on the head with it, and he fell over and I flew off. I turned around to look at him a second later but all the DCs in the area had already changed drastically, and he was gone. I was just hovering above the crowd and decided to whack someone else too, so I did and as he fell over slowly his head popped off. I flew off but the dream started fading, I had lost my sense of sight and I could tell it was about to end.

False Awakening - This was fairly interesting.... I woke up, but didn't open my eyes. I guess that might've been connected to the lack of visual input at the end of the lucid, but I just perceived it as keeping my eyes closed. I felt my surroundings and could tell that it wasn't right. Upon a little inspection I realized I was lying down in a bathtub with just a little bit of water in it, I could feel the porcelain edges and everything. I considered the idea that this was some sort of strange tactile hallucination based on my bed that was just continuing because my dreaming mind hadn't totally shut down yet and I hadn't opened my eyes yet to break the illusion. However, when I actually did open my eyes I was lying in my bed in a totally different position, so it was definitely a false awakening.

Running around this giant prom themed maze of challenges. My English teacher, youth pastors brother, a friend from church and my aunt were all there.

At one point there was a man I was going to kill, but before I did, he showed me that he had the secret to eternal life

Clarity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Oh my gosh. This technique is amazing!
So last night, I woke up after 5 hours of sleep, went to the restroom, then got back in bed. I did about, 5 cycles (If I remember correctly.) Then I got comfortable and did one cycle for some reason. After a few minutes I turned over once more (now on my stomach) and fell asleep.

I woke up.. and my body was completely paralyzed! I could not move. I think I could open my eyes, but I didn't want to! I got really scared (as I always do with SP. T-T). I heard these weird wind sounds in my ears or something, and my body just felt heavy and numb (it was a bit hazy at this part, can't remember much). I just decided, "What the heck, I'm getting out of this!" (I've done this before, and I ended up in a FA) So I tried wriggling my head, then my arms, then my fingers, and finally "broke" out of SP. I lay motionless , still lying on my stomach in my bed. Then I thought to myself, "Crap. I shouldn't have done that." But then I RCed out of reflex, and what do you know, I was in an FA! I got really excited. Still laying on my stomach, I used my arms and "pushed" me out of bed. It was extremely hard to do this. It was like pushing a rusted lever or something (kind of like I was "stuck" to the bed). Then I saw it was dark in my room so I got scared once more (I'm always afraid of seeing scary things in my dreams, like weird shadows and such).

I sat on my bed, looking around in the darkness for my lamp. I shouted, "Light!"
Nothing happened.

I remember that electronics do not work well in dreams, but I turned on the lamp anyway. Light immediately flooded the room. I wanted to see myself in my full body mirror, but was too scared. So I kind of "danced" in front of it to blur my body but see myself in it anyways. I didn't take notice of all the details in my room, I just simply walked into the bathroom and tried to turn on those lights as well. Once I turned it on, the lights shone very dimly. I walked into Sam's room and did the same. Dim.

I shook her awake (at least I think I did), and told her I was dreaming, and to come on with me. She muttered something, but I was too excited to listen to it, and ran out of the room. I stood on my balcony, looking down. It was almost daytime now. I said I would jump off of it. I was afraid I would get hurt. But it was a dream; it couldn't hurt me.

I jumped off of the balcony, landing on my feet. I only felt a mild shock travel up through my legs.

I then walked out our front door, which was a large archway with no door. It was daytime out now. I looked up at the sky, it was clear and crisp. Then I started losing lucidity bit by bit, but I didn't notice. The grass was as green as ever. I saw my mom sweeping the pavement, and my dad was just walking around.

I tried to fly down the steps. Instead, I hovered down them and hit my toe on every single one of them. Since they were brick stairs, it hurt a little. Then I tried to fly around the front yard, but I wasn't making any progress. I tried with all my might to "flap" my arms, but to no avail. Not even if I ran and jumped could I fly.
I gave up and walked over to the side of the house. My house was bigger than usual. I heard my sister, who was outside now. She yelled to me, "Imagine something!"

Good idea. I tried to summon a Lamborghini. Big mistake on my part!

I turned around and visualized what I wanted. A Lamborghini. I wasn't specific, though. I turned around and faced the garage. A really long car, like a limo, was there. It was an ugly shade of green and yellow, and looked like it was made out of coke cans. Ugh.
I tried again, this time it was a longer car, but was an ugly shade of blue. Somehow, the green car had rolled itself down into someone else's driveway.
I tried once more, this time being specific. But it didn't come out as I wanted. A brown car appeared, and it looked like a Model T. I gave up. This was just too hard!

The dream sped forward. I was with a group of people in a grassy field. My lucidity level got even lower, I could hardly control anything. I just had to go along with the story line.
All of a sudden, a nest of "cracker jackers" broke open and swarmed around us. Someone yelled, "Get the powder!" (Apparently, this powder was supposed to ward off cracker jackers) I imagined this white powder. It started raining down from the sky, and the cracker jackers swarmed away. It was kind of like bug spray for mosquitoes I guess. We were careful not to step on the dead ones. They could still sting.

The dream sped forward once more, and I was sitting with a group of people. My lucidity was almost gone now. They were being rude to me. I just walked away, not knowing what to do.

I woke up. I remember going throughout the morning, kind of sad that I didn't have any more time to use the technique in the night, because of school. My mom handed me a piece of a Reese's. I tore the Reese's apart, and it revealed rich peanut butter and chocolate chips! Then the dream faded. I woke up in my bed.

I was paralyzed again! I just decided to really get out of SP now. I did, and I didn't have an FA.
I looked at my clock. All of this happened in less than 2 hours. Wow.

Dream: Don't kill them!
I was at my dad's house. His house was made into some sort of arena, and they were going to kill two innocent people. A little tanned skinned girl, and a tall boy. I don't really remember the most of this dream, I just remember that they weren't really killed. The people in charge of killing them were playing a trick on everyone.