non-lucid

I had another baby. A little girl with perfect peaches and cream skin and blue eyes, really petite (not premature). I remember breast-feeding her, and it was such a cute bonding moment. (UGH is just started raining harder IRL, I'm putting this here so when I reread my post I'll remember to turn on the pump). She was a ridiculously smart baby, or advanced, or magic or something, because after 2 days, she was able to getup and follow me out of the room because she wanted to be near me. And she started talking back to Danny. We were like WTF.

Later in the dream, it turned out Voldemort abducted her because of her skills or whatever. I was inconsolable, save for the fact that we had actually had ANOTHER baby, right before the little girl. But because he was a boy and didn't have pretty blue eyes, I had put him in a little magical marble bag and forgot about him, until the girl got abducted. So I took him out of the bag, and pondered magically altering his eye color. I decided to love him just as he was anyway.

Lol, isn't that awful?!

I had some other dreams earlier in the night but I forgot them.

I didn't go to sleep last night until around 4 am, and was up at 8, then back to bed from 9-10, due to my sick kids and doctors visits. Not a good recipe for dreams. I'll get a nap later for sure when my hubby gets home. Here's the only dreams I had last night.

Dream One: I am on Facebook, looking at a post that I was tagged in. It's my old Drama teacher showing a constellation that makes a star shape, and asking if we can spot this miraculous new constellation in the sky. (my husband and I are part of the local astronomy club, we <3 the night sky, lol) I go outside to take a picture of it, but find that my cell phone won't pick up the tiny points of light that are stars. I go back inside to get my digital camera that I hate fooling with but actually takes pictures twice as good as the phone, not great, but better than phone quality! When I get back outside, my deck has turned into a hotel patio and I'm looking out over the sea at the star constellation. I go to take a picture, but notice the sun is rising fast! I start trying to get some pictures, and hope that at least one of them looks good! Then I realize the moon is HUGE in the sky. It takes up at least a sixth of the horizon. Like, if the moon normally looks the size of a dime or a quarter in the sky, now it looked like the size of a mason jar opening! Absolutely enormous and so beautiful. I start taking pictures, there's an island not far out to sea, and a sail boat in front of the moon that is setting right beside the sun that is rising. It's a wonderful scene, the sky all pinkish and purpleish and orangish and the moon and the sun both HUGE and right next to one another, one rising and one setting, all over a lake! My husband seems me trying to take pictures and decide he and my son need to step in front of the camera. I get mad and delete the pictures because they're making silly poses that take away from the dramatic scene behind them. Then before I can take any more pictures, the moon and constellation are gone and all that's left is the sun. I regret deleting those pictures, because I'll never have proof now how big the moon was and I'm afraid I won't remember it clearly for long. I start taking pictures of the rest of the scenery around me, because it's all so beautiful. I then go inside the house that has turned into a hotel, and start taking pictures from my hotel room with my camera and sending them to my best friend A. She tells me she's jealous, but then sends me a picture of an equally pretty view and it's supposed to be from her house. I think she's way luckier to have such a pretty view all the time, I could only wish to have such a pretty view every morning when I woke up! Then I wake up, and see that I can still sleep another half hour, write down really really quick short notes and go right back to sleep.

Dream Two (Fragment): I'm somewhere with a lot of yellow or golden light. There's someone there with me, but I can't remember if they were male or female, or anything. I just know they made me feel very calm and happy. I woke up, but I felt really good, especially considering my usual 10 hours of sleep was cut in half last night.

I was standing somewhere in the middle of Zasada. It did not look as in reality. There was some really going on. I am standing with someone, I think its Ota Pavlata and we wait for the cars to come. Then an orange felicia rushes out from the horizon and is carried out of the road....flying right behind us hitting the wall... I stay surprisingly calm. Then there is another car but as it passes by, and carries on the road that goes a bit uphill... it misses the turn and slows down... then a few more cars is going through pretty slowly and I am sure it is because they do not know the road very well. I tell Ota, that he would be slower only than the WRC cars, but faster than the other ones.... he is denying it, but I am opposing with the fact that he knows the roads and its a bit advantage....

Then I am in some garage.... reminds me of the place I went once with George to visit his friend... a big open warehouse. I walk in through one hall... to another, that is dark and looks like garage. There are some lifting cranes and usual garage tools. But its dark and none is there. I am looking for Milan Krupka.

Next, I am standing by a tree... it is a massive apple tree, and there is someone on the top picking the apples. Then I somehow see it from above. There is a young boy, picking up all the apples a putting them to a huge sack, so big that it will be impossible to take it down the tree. I am wondering why ishe doing it, but somehow I know he is from a very poor family and he is trying to help his mom like this.
I would like to help him but I don't know how...... I am waking up

This is a dream I had several weeks ago, and neglected to post about. This was partially lucid, and partially just a regular dream.

In this dream, I had escaped from America for reasons unknown to me. I had chosen the People's Republic of China to seek political asylum in

I was walking around this large temple like area, presumably in Beijing. It was sunset, and they were about to start firing fireworks in commemoration of some important event. It was like the Forbidden City, but I'm not sure if that's where it was.

There were people sitting at small round tables, talking and eating. I began running around frantically, asking if anyone knew how to speak English. I do not know Chinese in real life, outside of "Ni'hao" and what little I pick up from music. So I was yelling all of this in English.

At a far table, near a pillar and the steps that lead off of the building, two men were sitting there. One was older, about 40 and was laughing at me. The other was about 20 and had short, neatly cut hair and classes. They were both Chinese. The younger of the two shot the other a dirty look before standing up and saying "I speak English". He explained that he was a student journalist from a nearby university and that it was necessary for him to know the language. He asked me what my problem was and I explained my situation to him. I asked him if there was anywhere nearby where I could go to get a passport or authorisation to remain in the country legally. He asked me why I chose China instead of Canada, and I shrugged my shoulders replying "It seemed like a good idea at the time".

Later in the dream after I had been given authorisation to remain in the country legally, my reasoning was revealed to me. I was in a Chinese military base or government building with a general and several of his men. I was examining an air travel map between Asia and N. America. Canada had completely shut down their borders and were not allowing any refugees from what was going on in America, to enter their country. They wished to remain "neutral".

I remember explaining to the general that I had to go back to America and "help the resistance" but that I could not enter into America the usual way. Canada was not an option. If I entered directly into America, I would be detained at the airport, border crossing, etcetera, and the plan would fail. The general suggested creating a diversion that would allow me to slip into the country unnoticed.

And this diversion was bombing New York City


Then I woke up, relieved to find that it was just a dream. Gotta love the surreal nature of the subconcious sometimes

This happened not last night, but about last Friday night. In my dream, I was representing an unknown client in a federal court case. He was a tall black man, an African immigrant presumably from Somalia. He was roughly in his mid 30s, and always seemed like something was bothering him and with good reason.

I do not remember the details, but he had immigrated to America to escape violence in his native country, hoping to start a better life full of peace and prosperity here. He had lived here for at least a decade and had a wife and two kids who had all been born and raised here in the U.S. He worked a full time job and was actually a decent man, went to church and did his best to obey the law.

I don't know what happened, but he ended up having federal charges of terrorism brought against him over something petty. If he was convicted, he'd be subject to capital punishment via hanging (obviously the justice system is archaic, although this is a futuristic dream). A large portion of the country's population was up in arms over it, especially seeing as they had not brought substantial physical evidence to the table, witnesses or a confession.

I remember standing in front of the courtroom, specifically addressing the jury, and defending the man on the grounds that federal law enforcement had broken the man's IV Amendment rights, were on the verge of breaking his VIII Amendment rights, and that their attempts at convicting him were clearly outside the boundaries of Section III of Article III of the United States Constitution. Then, appealing to their emotional side, I began asking them how they would feel if they were in his shoes.

Some of the accusations I made against the feds were based off of racism and predisposed stereotypes of Africans and African American people. I accused them of bringing xenophobia to the table in a sickening attempt to disguise it and use it as "evidence" for his conviction.


I don't know what happened to the man, as I woke up, but this was a rather interesting dream and something I feel may happen in the future. I did not have plans initially to go into Law in university, rather Political Science, but this is something I have been considering.

#1 - Feels Bad Man [Non-Lucid]

I don't... I can't, there's not... I don't even, why... it's not... no... no.... No. So this dream, the entire dream, was dedicated to taking a piss in a jar, and then smoking it thinking of it as weed. Not like using the piss as bong water or something, oh no - literally, smoking the piss. Near the end I ended up casually talking to a girl who looks like one of O's roommates about it. >_<

#2 - A New Friend [Non-Lucid]

I was working for some weird old man in a game store in some small town O and I were on vacation in, or something. O was working there too and he was trying to show me how the job was done. The old man comes up to me and hands me this really long and skinny plastic cylinder (really the only way to describe it) and tells me I need to fill it up with ice, and then water from this little playground area across the street. I wasn't sure where exactly he was referring to, but I went outside and met this girl who looks like S, a girl I see very rarely but who I've known since high school, but not exactly, so she's more of a random DC. I told her what I was doing and she showed me the way, so I got the water and went back to the store, but then I realized I hadn't got the ice yet. :T I went and put it in from the ice machine in the back, but I was afraid the old man would get mad at me for doing the order wrong, and he did. He started yelling at me, and he was so angry that he decided to close up shop for the day right then and there. All of us employees, a few customers, and the DC girl sit down and try to think of something to do. She offers me a ride if I'm willing to go get something to eat with her, in a way that makes it sound like she has to give something for me to want to hang out with her, and I feel bad so I say I have my own ride but I'd still be willing to go eat with her. She looked at me inquisitively and asked "Why, are you weird?" and I said "Yeah, I'm pretty weird." She looked happy, but a couple seconds later I woke up.

Dream Fragment - "Camp, tripping with K, exercise and homework, M before K?"

The Classroom--Psychokinesis

I'm somebody else--a little boy. And I'm in a classroom with other children sitting at our desks. I get up to get a folder with paper it in and I use psychokinesis (by twirling my pointing finger at it) to pull the binder out of the cupboard and it falls to the floor--spilling out the sheets of paper. The students got a good laugh out of that.

I then used psychokinesis again to restack the sheets of paper and place them back into the binder and then levitate the binder into my hands. I went to sit down at my desk and now we're about to do a group assignment and everyone is getting into groups of 2 or 3 by pushing their desks together.

There's a whitish / blonde hair girl who looks as though she's blind in the right eye--I'm not 100% sure on this. She, I, and another girl form a group by pushing our desks together. The blonde girl asks me if I remembered going hunting with her and her friends... I had no idea what she was talking about so I said "maybe... it's been a while." Well, I guess she could tell that I didn't remember and she left the group. :/

Traversing Solid Matter

I'm still the same little boy as before.

This school we're attending, it appears to be a type of school that teaches psychokinesis and how to walk through solid matter. Several times do I remember traversing the school walls with other students. In fact, we were required to do so in order to access certain areas of the school. I don't recall seeing any teachers, however, I knew that someone was instructing us.

I traversed the school walls the same way I believed "they" taught us. First I imaged the school wall as being nothing but atoms glued together, but with several small openings between each atom--there was plenty of space to pass through them... I then did the same for my body, as our bodies are made up of nothing but atoms with small openings inbetween each atom.

I imaged that my atoms were vibrating rapidly, by doing so, this in turn would increases my chances of passing through a solid brick wall. It worked every time and it got to the point where I just waltzed right through walls.

In an unreal world:
I found myself locked in a unreal world of some kind and there were only some few fake people around, as well as the creator of the world and someone he's searching for who hides himself. I'm watching the one searched for in 1st person and he speaks with one of the girls there and decides to save her from something despite knowing she is most likely not real. She says something about that he must be the searched one. A moment later the scene changes and I'm frustrated about the fact my father died, thinking he should have had some more time so I ram a fork into the dishwasher and yet a second later a thought surfaces, something like: "Wait, my father isn't dead goddamnit is my dream trying to fool me again!?", but before I can really get lucid I wake up.

The acting place rule:
Together with a few people I was going to a designated acting place in a boarding school, it was a wide open ond green place, close to some garages. Suddenly they told me to go back because I had to sign up to go there and on my way I found an educator telling me to run around the whole school 5 times because I didn't sign up. I told her I wouldn't do it because no one told me about that rule and I ain't going to get myself punished for a rule no one told me about, after a while she had to give in to my arguments. After that I remember playing close to some trains standing in the middle of the green place and finding a cat.

Vicious Landsharks:
I was driving in a normal train through a city on tram rails, I was in there together with my girlfriend. At some point I suddenly find myself sliding on the rail outside of the train, and realize a second later that it's not normal and wanted to get back in but the train was gone already. I walked on for a bit and then I got see a comic story about a father who lost his son and was searching for him, he thought he found him in a burning building, but noticed he was already dead when he found his ashes. Then however he found someone lying on the floor with 2 huge bite wounds, and that was really his son. The son suddenly started to twitch and screamed: "I'm still alive", apparently not happy about that fact. A moment later both of them burn to ashes and in the middle of the scene I spot a shark lying with a vicious grin on the ground, totally unaffected by the absence of water and the burning building. That shark also was drawn in a cute way to make the parody perfect.

03.08.2012

Prof & Google Earth, Speaking to my Half-Sister, Mall Show (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Dream 1: Prof & Google Earth

I believe a professor was giving some lecture on how the maps on Google Earth were interesting. She started to state that a certain part of some random area that looked like the shape of a lizard would be the same shape, even if it rotated.



Then she started spinning some other piece of land on Google, and it would change some rock formation and set what some floor switches near that area. The switches were designed for High, Medium, and Low.

She started to mention other random facts of this land, and from that, I think the lecture ends.

Dream 2: Speaking to my Half-Sister

I believe my father is in this dream, I'm inside a random vehicle with him, and the book on my lap is apparently that I would buy for my half-sister.

In this dream, it seems like she's a college professor, and I call her. I wait for a while, and she doing the usual conversation starter with the "Hello?" and everything.

I tell her something, but I can't remember, but it must have been related to the book I have on my lap that I was going to send to her.

After a while, even though this phone call was short, I could tell she was either busy with something, or had didn't want to talk to me in the first place and just put up a facade that she was interested in what I was going to tell her (even thought she wasn't).

After I tell her goodbye, she hangs up at the speed of light, I'm slightly bothered and sad by this, but the dream fades.

But thinking about it now, I wouldn't be surprised if she were to be like that to me. I have two more half-sisters, but this one is the one I haven't talked to in years. The last interaction I had with her was 4th grade.

Dream 3: Mall Show

It seems this mall is also the airing spot for some T.V. show that looks to be males competing in something. What they do to distinguish which people are actors is giving the males some thin and fancy transparent cloth, and people part of the show are actually come up to them and giving it to them.



I end up getting these cloths for several competitions, the show was like a male version of the beauty pageant.

There were the common things to compete for, and the dream ends.

I know I had more dreams, but they faded away faster than usual for some reason, too "fragmenty"

EDIT: Remembered one more.

Dream 4: Fast Race

I'm having a race with some random DC, and I'm going really really fast. It's basically an A to B race, and we're going back and worth for a while, then when we make the final stretch, for some reason, I wanted to use the Fly Thunder God Jutsu to win the race.

Suddenly I see Minato in third person view, and he's getting his kunai ready to throw at the wall, but he throws it too late, and the DC managed to get to the wall and win the race.



That was weird, I was sure that as soon as the kunai hit the wall, I would be able to teleport in the blink of an eye.

Dirty Hotel
I was in this old hotel. I had the bottom floor, while my sisters occupied one of the higher rooms. On the bottom floor, it was almost like a garage. There was stuff kept in storage there, and then a space secluded off by half walls for my room (HALF walls.. seriously? how creepy is that). I looked around a bit, nothing was really here in my room. Just an old bed and an old chair. I found the door that could close my bedroom from other people. It looked like it was splintered in half, so when I tried to close the door, it was very hard. But I finally did and locked it.

I walked up the stairs to Sam's room. I would probably sleep there for the night.
Once I came into the room, I found my friend Mike and my cousin standing there. They were talking about playing with some kind of toy. After a while, they brought out this shiny thing and told me to come into the bathroom. Once I did, they showed me what it was. It was weird.

Queen of the Zombies
I dove into the floor. Realizing I just jumped into an abandoned hotel, I was about to go back out. But then I heard a scream.
My friends needed help in here, and I wasn't sure this was the hotel they were supposed to meet me in. But I guess it was.
I stood up and looked around for them. After a couple of steps, my friends, AG, Erin, Erica, and Kat all came running around the corner. "Thank the Lord your here!" Erin whispers.
"What's happening?" I said.
"There's something in this hotel. It's spawning a ton of nasty zombie looking things." Kat answered.
"Why did you guys come here, then?" I said.
"Because we were just going to come here to search, but then we found the zombies, so we wanted to take a closer look."
We heard large footsteps coming down the hall. "Quick, hide!" Kat whispered.

We all ran to a small room close to the lobby. It had a couch and a fireplace in it. We hid behind the couch.
AG was trying to jump over the couch to get to where we were. She missed twice. She wasn't very agile like we were. "Hurry!!" We half screamed. I saw a knife that was stuck through the back of a couch, its blade visible from the back.
"Watch out for the knife." I whispered.
This time AG got over safely. Now we all hid behind the couch, barely breathing.
The footsteps could be heard once more, and they were extremely close now. I looked up to see what it was. I saw huge tentacles coming through the door. I quickly got back down into a little ball, wishing that it would end.
The footsteps came closer to where the couch was. Once it stood right next to the couch near Kat, she stood up and punched whatever it was in the face. I heard a demonized scream. We all stood up, prepared to do whatever it took to defeat it. Looking at it, it was an ugly tan skinned zombie looking thing. She had tentacles popping out from all around her. Now that I think about it, some had bright bulbs on them, like Christmas lights, only they stung you.

Looking at her in the face, her eyes were popping out of her head, I'm pretty sure her nose was missing too. It didn't even look like she had hair, it looked like someone painted the top of her head. I suspect this to be the queen of the zombies in that hotel. She must have "spawned" them.

She screamed once more. I cringed. I got up the strength and jumped over the couch, barely missing her tentacles, and managed to slap her on the back of her neck. It was cold, clammy, and slimy. I jumped back over the couch, heart pounding.
Erica was now standing in front of this monster for some reason. The queen screamed again, and reached one of its tentacles up to Erica's face. She didn't try to move either. Once the tentacle made contact with her face, nothing happened. What about on top of her head? Nope. Around her body? Nope. No shock.

The demon zombie thing was taken aback. "What. . .why won't they shock you!?"
She turned to AG. "Here, you try." the queen said. (The queen wanted her to try out her tentacles to see if they would shock Erica... is this weird or what?) AG was given the tentacles, but she was just standing there, blank, having no idea what to do.
"Ugh, give them to me!" Kat yelled. She grabbed the tentacles from AG, yanked them out of the queen, and unplugged the power cord from the wall (what the heck?).
Everything went dark. I jumped up from the couch and gave the queen the biggest smacking I have ever done in a dream. Everyone joined in. Haha. The lights came back on, and it revealed what looked like pieces of a waxed figure on the floor. She was really a waxed figure, or manikin, with electricity in her. I guess the hotel was giving her power.
Right then I woke up.

A bit more luck with recall this time. Remembered to do a mnemonic trick and remind myself to remember my dreams in the morning. For some reason I haven't done this for a few nights.

It’s either Christmas or new year’s. I’m walking towards my parents place. The others are coming in the morning, and I’m thinking we are probably just going to watch a movie and go to sleep. There are weird lights in the sky, one long horizontal one and three shorter vertical ones. As I watch the horizontal one moves to the left and I figure it’s and airplane. The other three are lights from the city. It’s winter and there’s snow. Down the road I see some kids shooting fireworks. They run away before I get there.

I arrive to my destination. There are some presents I’ve forgotten to give some of my friends. The names on the boxes are chinese. It’s too late now, and I open one of them, with French cheese in it. There is some blue cheese in the middle and I try to avoid it. I take a piece of one of them. It transforms into a piece of cake while I’m eating.

I go out and there’s a party going on. There are a lot of people standing in an open area and talking, and there’s some food. I talk to one of them and N goes in to get something. Some folky music starts to play and I sing along a the first two lines as people start dancing. I’m going along untill N reminds everyone to “do the thing with the hands”. Everyone but me seems to know what this means and do add some hand thing to the dance. I have no idea what this is about so I’m not dancing anymore.

DJ Log: March 7, 2012 – 6:45AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am standing in the front row at a Marilyn Manson concert as they are performing Angel With The Scabbed Wings.

I was at my aunts, using her computer. I downloaded visual basic, without asking if I could download things. I asked afterward, but she said no. I had to delete it then, but it wouldn't get deleted. I couldn't open "add or remove programs" for some reason because it would come up as something else when I clicked on it.

Then I finally got it deleted. My brother used the computer next and found that it was still there. I went over and removed it again. Then I used another computer in the room, which had my Rin wallpaper. I had no idea how it got there since I didn't change her wallpaper. I looked for the old one and couldn't find it, so I searched the Internet for a new one. I asked my aunt if she just had the original windows vista wallpaper, and she said yes. I found it but woke up before I could put it back on.

March 7, 2012
I didn't write this dream down right away so I'm just going to summarize

The first part of the dream is extremely fuzzy. All I can remember is the fact that I faked my own death.

During the second part I am at this large football field. Off to the side are some tables. I, and a few others, are wearing party party hats and other party attire, most likely for a birthday. I remember gloating to them about how my parents thought I was dead

I then see some girl on the football field being a bully to someone else. I feel enraged and have a strong urge to beat her up, so I follow her. After a short while I manage to get near enough to punch her, and I stop when she is knocked out. After that I was all excited and proud.

The dream is fuzzy after that but I can recall flames and disaster as well as the fact that I was over 100 years old :/

Dream One Non-Lucid

This dream is a little bit hazy, but I will try to write about it as best as I can. I was in a mansion with a person that I had never saw before. He was tall and had black hair. I was far ahead of him, running as fast as I could. We had a bet of some sort where the loser had to post our darkest secret on all of the forums that we knew. I had no idea what we were betting on, I just knew I didn't want to be the loser. Eventually, I came up to a room with a wooden door. On the wooden door was a piece of paper with a URL on it. I sat down next to the door, knowing that I would be safe no matter what next to it. The guy caught up with me, and he hunched over taking in deep breaths as if he was exhausted. "Since neither one of us will lose on this bet, I propose a new bet. How about we play FFX until one of us dies in the game. The first one to die is a loser," I told and opened up the door. Inside of the room was a fight scene from FFX. The guy looked at me. "Deal." Now I am standing in the middle of a parking lot. The world is darker. There isn't as much color as there use to be. Everything was black, grey, or white. I noticed that I was standing in the middle of a store's parking lot, so I headed into the store. Inside, it was a wreak. A light had fallen down and wasn't working any more. The ground was covered in a thin layer of dust. Every thing was broken. I headed to the back of the store, in hope that people were there. There were none, but there was a number pad on the wall. I walked up to it to observe it. I notice it flash a red every now and a then on various numbers. I touched the numbers that flashed red, and it opened up a secret door. Inside was food, water, and guns. Dream Skip. I am now in another parking lot with someone that I don't remember meeting. We were running away from something. "Come on if you want to not die!" I yelled at him and jumped into the nearest car.
That is all that I remember. I wish that I could remember more. The dream sounds interesting to me.