non-lucid

Dream: January 21, 2012

In the dream, this occurred between 1 am and 3 am. It was probably a bit later in waking life, though, as my dreams always occur in the morning hours.

It ended with sleep paralysis, or maybe it began.

Either way, this was my first episode of paralysis since November. It was night in my dream, morning in waking life, and I felt smothered by my sinus infection and the pillow. Lying down, as I was the previous time. Maybe this time I woke up, or went back to sleep, or woke up. I guess I will never know. Tried to move some of my appendages, but it was late.

At my house, my parents were preparing to leave. Yet I was out of bed, wide awake, past midnight. One of them would accompany the other to another country, as they loaded and packed up the car to go to Detroit (facade?). Something earlier happened too, but the details of that were now missing. I had a cell phone, and they had a cell phone.

About an hour passed, then half an hour. I took some baking soda, and did a line in the fridge, preserving something that would otherwise rot if the power went out. No idea why I did that, but it was suiting.

Picked up my cell phone, either to make a call or receieve one. My mom was on the phone, though it was difficult to hear, probably because of the great distance. The voice was becoming more static, and fading.

Just staring at the wall, none of it made any sense.

I looked at the time. 2:32, 2:34, 2:38. How much more time would pass, me sitting here, alone?

I knocked on my parents' door, as it was closed. They opened it, and were still inside the room. "But weren't you just driving to the airport?"

"No".

"But what about the cell phone?!"

That was weird. They were also disappointed about the baking soda, as I headed to bed, and they began to argue.

Outside, the sky had a purple glow, and the streetlights were orange. I had tried to close my eyes, run into the window, because I knew it was a dream at that point. Yet however close I was to pronouncing it a dream, I just couldn't convince myself, for I was unable to escape through that window. There was an extra tree in the street, too, a sure sign that it was a dream.

I ran again, and they just kept arguing. Waking up, they were still arguing about some of the same things as during my dream, as I drited in and out of sleep on a weekend morning.

(Originally typed this up on Tumblr before I realized it was long enough to suffice as a DJ entry, hence the rambling style instead of my usual numbered neatness.)

Okay, so first I was playing this weird version if IRL Minecraft where you had to use a compass and some calculations to find the type of block you needed, and there were twenty different types of flowers, and there was a school test where you had to collect a certain number of each type of block on a list, but then halfway through, the list turned into song quotes and you had to find MP3s of those songs before time ran out.


And then I was visiting some relatives, and I had to sleep in the basement, but the cats kept bothering me (like one tried to mate with my pillow, and there was a kitten that kept crawling around in my pajama pants) so my older cousins and I decided we should make some food and go out for coffee. So I made a sandwich and some tea and a pickle, but when I tried to carry it back to my bed, my little cousins kept leaving obstacles in the way so the sandwich got into the tea. And then my sandwich went missing, and Benedict Cumberbatch was eating it, and I was so angry that I screamed at him and tried to stab his face with a tuning fork.


Also something about hiding under different parts of a tree, ketchup-flavored potato chips, and a bus.

Dream: January 19, 2012

The previous night I'd had a dream containing another "nutshot". Don't remember anything of it, but do remember this one.

I stepped outside. Would there be any thunder? It was supposed to be winter, yet the is the second time in a week that lightning lit up the noonday sky. The clouds were getting darker, the wind was picking up, and a warning sprang up on the TV. I had to go outside, I thought.

At night, the lightning turned the sky purple. Something else was going on, too, but no recollection of what it is could appear in my mind.

That day, I was to build a device for a competition. Also that same day, I saw some towering cumulus clouds ahead of a cold front, and it was winter, but no thunderstorms thus far...yet.

Dream: January 14, 2012

This was another one of my 9-day dreams, the dream that occurs once every nine days since I began blogging/journalling. Although more of my dreams were being remembered now, this one was particularly stark (reader's discretion advised).

A dark tragedy unfolded in 1989: the Montreal Massacre, at the École Polytechnique in December of that year. The perpetrator was Marc Lépine, who went on a rampage against those he called 'feminists'. This time, he was still alive, had an accomplice, and that was me.

I didn't know what the murderer really looked like, but the description seemed to fit. He uncocked his gun, shot fewer than a dozen people, who fell to the ground. That part would be blocked out from my memory, for I too was in shock.

We ran onto some grounds, a mix between a university campus and a hospital. The perpetrator again pointed his gun, but this time some security guards ran out, using walkie-talkies to signal each other that there had been an incident nearby. One or two of them were female, blonde, but none of them knew of our presence. Other than the atrocities we were about to commit, it was a rather fine day, little or no snow on the grass, and not a cloud in the sky.

We ran beside a concrete wall, in some type of enclosure. Marc lined up four adults: two men and two women; two Asians, one middle-eastern and one Caucasian. None of them seemed related. I stood to the side as the crime scene unfolded. The lights dimmed. It was a scary sight.

One by one, he shot them with a semi-automatic revolver. Blood flowed from their faces, and they dropped to the floor. A short time later, I woke up, trying to remember what was going on.

I had had some dreams before, in which a murder took place. Usually though, the person being pursued or killed was me. This time, though, I had actually been the accomplice to a murder. Never before had I been the actual murderer. Well, let's just hope it stays that way.

Dream: January 11, 2012

This one was a rather short dream. Most of them occur in the morning as this one did.

After packing up, I was soon on the road. It was a trip of some sort. The sky was blue, and small, and I alongside half a dozen of my groupmates were crammed in a jeep travelling through the suburbs of Sudbury, Ontario, Canada. I had never been there, but it (in facade) resembled a picture of Mount Fuji in Japan, without the volcano. After this spot, we would travel east to Petawawa. We wanted to stop for lunch.

Suddenly, I was back home. I looked at my computer screen, which had an eerie green colour. Typically it would be a nightmare to watch my computer screen do something unusual, but not this time, for I had overcome that fear already.

The next morning, I had a different dream.

In that dream, one of my close family members died. That was the nightmarish version, exemplifying a fear that I already had.

That day, I biked for about an hour in the rain.

22.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wanted to forget what I experienced again, but I started to remember more and more events, and decided to just type it anyway.

Kind of weird stuff going on, especially in the second dream if you don't like the idea of seeing furry sex (I know I didn't want to experience that....). But it doesn't have anything too extreme or revealing I think.
Remembering certain snapshots of the dreams is really helping me out when I branch more into detail on them.

And lol, don't bother about the attachment on the bottom, I was planning to use that as an upskirt reminder when I go back to my Dream Journal, but the green skirt picture was better Never mind haha.

Dream 1:

Apparently I'm in a store looking for head lamps for my bicycle. There was this employee that looks like Mr. Bean saying that I had to get a certain type of headlamp when I asked him what I needed to get.



I didn't understand him, and I was in the store walking around random places at once. There was this girl who had black hair, and was probably Hispanic who was looking for head lamps as well, but I don't know how that turned out for her finding them.

Then my father appears and I tell him about finding the headlights, so he goes back to the DC that looks like Mr. Bean and asks him what he said earlier to me. But before he did so, my father wanted to finish picking up other items before going back to the section where the headlamps where.

I can't remember anything else for that one.

Dream 2:

This whole situation felt like playing Uncharted 3 or something later on. I was in a store again, and I went to the Electronics section. I was at the area where they sold video games and had those demos for all the popular consoles.



Then I saw some steps leading down to some random area. I go there, and I believe when I go down some more, I turn back to see this girl who is at a slightly higher view from me.

She was wearing a skirt, probably turquoise that had a little bit more green to it. I sat down on the steps and relaxed for a little bit to look at what's under her skirt .



Her butt was so firm and wide, and her panties were so adorable, even though they were just a blank color. I would've probably looked longer if I did think DCs were going to come and find me out.

Then I go inside this underground place and it's like more space for playing video games in the store I guess because I see a little boy playing something on a T.V. I couldn't see anything on. It was positioned for the boy's view, so I just saw flashing lights everywhere.



Someone tells me to sit down and wait for a while. I think I was like "Yes Sir!" with a childish tone or something.

Anyway, now things are in third person perspective, and I'm sitting down on some darkish red couch. The whole area in this place had a dark red setting to it, even the carpets were red as well.

Then I see some PS2/PS3 control button images show up on the top left corner, kind of like a Heads-Up-Display. After I was waiting for whoever told me to wait, there's some type of explosive that happens maybe 10 feet away from me.

And it's enough of a blast to cause everyone to start panicking. So I decided that I should go ahead and run like hell instead of sitting here and possibly getting exploded.

I believe I was playing as this little kid in a red shirt and brown pants, I would say the age of this DC I'm playing as (or actually am at the moment). He had brown or black hair I believe, and he was really short.

I think I was actually playing a video game simulation after this because when the child jumped, it felt like I was pressing buttons.

I started spamming the buttons to jump to see if he could double-jump, but he could already jump pretty high for a child, maybe up to 4-6 feet up on the initial jump and maybe an additional 1-2 for the second jump in the air.

It felt like playing Uncharted 3 when you play as Drake and started running away from something. After I move forward a little bit, I'm not playing as the child again, I'm probably back to my perspective again.

Then I think I meet Sonic the Hedgehog, Tails, and Amy. They were walking around on the bottom of where I was at. I was looking at them having my hands on the ledge. Sonic was blushing a little bit when he was talking to Tails about something.



I think he said he loved Amy Rose in a slightly loud sound, but he quickly hushed up. I go over the ledge I had my hands on and went down (it was probably 10 feet I went down).

I follow Sonic and Tails, and Amy eventually catches up too. We were all headed for one room. Then when we go in, everything just starts getting freaking weird.

Apparently they were going to have sex with each other, and I had the option of what combinations they could try. I was only concerned for a little while, but I probably had that "Ehh screw, what's the big deal anyway..." kind of mood and chose the option where tails suddenly had 4 dicks and was having sex with everyone (I think he got it up his behind as well)

I think Cream was in the little gang-bang (possibly) , but I do know I was just spectating what was happening (thank god I wasn't going to get butt raped), it was kind of disturbing. Tails started to look like a body-builder version of Renamon.


LOL WHAT THE HELL MAN. RENAMON? So freaking random....

Speak of that devilish recall ghost!

Cay's Dreams

Fragment 1
I'm in a hair salon or something and C.K. comes in with his family, for some reason I don't want to speak to him and he leaves looking hurt.

Fragment 2
Some insane roller coaster, people were falling off and dying all over the place.

Fragment 3
People were running a hose down my hill and trying to surf on the stream created. Messy and muddy.

Windhover's Dream

dream 1 - I rode a snowboard down a snowy hill. someone instructed me. I twist my wait to turn, sliding down in S path. (I've never did snowbaaording IRL)


dream 2 - I was Panty from anime PSG.(the left one in the picture) I think I imagined myself to be Panty; I was semi-lucid. I also imagined the train scene in episode 2 to have awesome action
I was on the head of the train and there was Stocking driving See-thru(car) behind me. Stocking was also swishing her sword to fight the train. the train was running so fast I slipped many times. I fell back of the train, I had to run towards the front, shouting 'you idiot!!(in Korean)'. the train was green, not red. I stood back and got into See-thru. then I remembered using Chuck as a 'elastic rubber-band(?)' so I imagined me hanging on Chuck...at this moment the dream got unstable. I held onto Chuck...and his mouth(?) got stuck on See-thru and his body got really long + stretchy, just like in anime!!!! then I got pulled up to the head of the train, and jumped on the window shield of the front; SLAM!!
haha...xD

I summoned Panty's backlace gun and BLAM! shot the train head. BOOOOOOOOM........(just like in the picture below)

I dont recall at this moment.. anyway, I was with Stocking at some kind of port. (I'm still Panty) There was a floating Italian restaurant on the sea, so we went there to eat something. I ate pizza. I asked Stocking if she ever went to Italy. She said "yeah, I went to Milano once." suddenly a man near me grabbed my arm not to go. I got scared and looked for Stocking. She was nowhere. and then I realized that she was swimming under the restaurant.....wtf?!? I also don't recall here. Stocking and I finally got out the restaurant and we went to some kind of hotel and rested in a room. I said something with a feeling of tiredness...my voice was exactly like Panty's.

dream 3 - and then I woke up from Panty and Stocking dream. I visualized Frosted Flake box randomly, and I was in the mall with bunch of cereal boxes. I realized that this was lucid dream, so I looked for my favorite snack(home run ball) and ate some of it. then I wanted to eat chocolate...so I went to the counter and found dark chocolate piece. I ate it but it didnt taste like real chocolate IRL. near the counter, I found iron bars that seemed like good place for parkour, so I ran and umped onto it, and I slid down. there were several boys doing parkour. I did monkey vault (I'm not good at this vault so I did this). my body was so light. and I jumped over the bar and flew away...

It does horrible things to my dream recall! I haven't remembered a dream in its entirety for days because of this weekend taking its toll.
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I do remember that I met this guy last night though, which I believe to be worthy of a DJ entry!
21/1/12

Mostly recall in this dream, being in a hotel (a reoccurring theme). The walls/carpet/furniture were all mostly white, which generally thats not the case. I also recall some "character" coming to talk with someone in the room i was apparently in. I remember going to another room and grabbing a few swords of mine that I own (which generally in dreams its my weaker ones that i have, not the 2 that I prefer and happened to be in this dream).

I remember for some reason feeling great evil from this person, I was about to grab my blades.... but then there was someone else... someone I can't remember really seeing, just that I asked them for permission to end the life of the enemy. They said no, and that we had to do something first. I didn't asked, I followed them and before I knew it, I was was running through what seemed to be Baker Ca., Running past houses, up and down hills. We came to a stream which i noticed a body laying face down in on the side of. We were about to just pass it and go to the other side, when one of us (there was now a 3rd with us, all of us in all black/ninja status) jumped the stream, I noticed someone else. Someone had been to the left of the hill and was looking at the 3 of us. The lead said to ditch the mission and head back. So we took off in separate directions, at least I did and then I awoke.

Dream 1
I saw a man with a dark brown mustache in an empty grey room. His family was also there. He accidentally got 2 wax strips on his face. One on his mustache and one on his forehead. His son tore them off. He lost half of his mustache and it made him very sad. I could also see small wounds all over his face.
I saw myself in the mirror and saw a blue wax strip on my upper lip. The wax strip was hard to remove and I was relieved when I succeeded in tearing it off.

Dream 2
My brother was sitting on my bed and asked me to exchange his 50 euros in 10 and 5 euro bills. I went looking for them and found them all over my room. I gave them to him without counting them and he left. I teleported to him on a tram and told him I probably gave him too much. He counted the money and gave me back 10 euros.
I got off the tram and went to a church. I could hear the church bells ringing a song. Each time the song played, it was a few notes higher.
I had a false awakening and wrote down this dream and the previous one

Dream 3
I somehow managed to get to The Hague on foot. I looked at the map on google maps. Then I tried using google streetview to look around. I could see the camera following a sidewalk. I wondered why and talked about it with a woman sitting in a car next to a river. I looked at the map and tried to figure out where D lived. I wasn't sure and guessed which house was his. A few seconds later I could see all street names and was surprised because I somehow managed to remember all of the streets that lead to him. I flew sideways over a park and streets. I sat down next to a short tunnel leading to his house. I was worried that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to show up unexpectedly.
I saw his mom passing by. She noticed me but I'm not sure if she said something to me.

I woke up but still thought about this dream so I re-entered the dream.
I was sitting in a bush in a park. I saw myself in 3rd person perspective. D was playing golf in the same park. I saw a video about how he liked playing golf and pool. I was a little worried but I'm not sure why. I was also sad because he didn't notice me at all even though I was right next to him.

I remember a lot this time. When I woke up most of it was gone but I had a few minutes to fish around and remembered a lot more. I had the alarm a bit later that usual and I remember waking up when the alarm should have rung and going to sleep again, continuing the same dream. Usually I wake up at the same time every morning. This might be useful later.

I also decided to wake up 15 minutes before the alarm and that also worked.


Rating a Knife

I was on a trip to a forest somewhere far away. There were two cabins. In the other cabin someone had tried to light up a portable stove, but had left the kerosene bottle open and the gas had exploded, burning some hair. I had my own kerosene bottle and poured some to the stove. I didn't light it yet, though.

I returned to my own cabin. I was rating the knives I had used during the trip. The ratings would then go on the internet. There was one I hadn't used, it had been lost when I asked for it. The owner said that it was in a really bad shape. He gave the knife to me and it had no handle. I went outside and tried slicing wood with it by hitting it with a piece of wood. It worked really well and I though that it actually was a pretty good chisel. I remember that the slices look almost too perfect. The owner came out and I told him that it was a good chisel.

We were on a bus, leaving. I was standing near the front of the bus listening to someone give instructions. She told us that the weather was different than when we had left. It was raining.

I wen't home and was alone there. I thought about going to get some candy but it was too late, it was dark outside.

The Barbarian Invasion

I was still at home but I was thinking about some game where I attacked a walled city with bats. I couldn't get in the city but the walls were breaking. I was commanding the troops attacking the city from a third person point of view, but aware that I was in my home at the same time (in the dream home).

There was a news report about the city. A clan of barbarians had attacked and destroyed the walls. This was a normal dynamic, the people in the city build walls and the barbarians destroyed them. They didn't wand to go inside because that would risk war, but they would ride around the boundary and yell nasty things. There was some ethnic minority in the city that the barbarians wanted dead and if they saw one of those people they would throw spears and such.

I was now in the city, in first person, and was yelling back at the barbarians. I took a rock and threw it at one of them. It turned out to be their leader, and I hit him in the head. He crossed the border to come look at me. I tried not to look scared, but he was on horseback and looked huge.

1-21-12 (non-lucid/lucid) I was in a giant cave, and waking in a deep ravine. The stone was a dark grey and looked like there was water running down it. Then further ahead I noticed a sudden drop into the darkness below. I couldn't see the bottom since there was mist, which made me more than a bit nervous. Without knowing exactly what I was doing I reached out my hand and a platform appeared, I glided over to it, but it wasn't enough to get me onto the platform, just the side of it, I tried scrambling up the side, but it seemed to be made of some sort of soft rock, like graphite, after I used claws and kicked at the rock with my legs I managed to heave myself onto the platform. I got over to the other side and got to my home. It was in a guild I had apparently left and hadn't been seen there for a while. The only thing I remember from being gone from the guild was a home far away from the guild at another part of the cave system. I tread in and found my old home. I saw that pretty much the whole town coming to visit so I ran into my house and ran through a series of doors until I suddenly realized I was dreaming and before I went through the next door I thought of a ballroom. Then I opened the door and immediately looked to my right. Rajin stood next to a railing to the right, and it was my DG this time, not a random, DC. I looked at the rest of the ballroom, which was beautiful. The walls and ceiling were a shining white color and so were the railings and stairs. On the other side was another platform and door. The floor on the main area was a checkerboard pattern, black and white and the dancing area was burgundy color velvet. I looked at Rajin. He was wearing a Victorian looking suit and a bright red shirt underneath it. I barely caught a faint smile. I walked up to him and put my hand on his chest and kissed him. I tasted blood and vanilla and my dream started fading, so I looked at my hands and clapped, to bring the dream back. He wanted to dance, but I told him I didn’t want to until I found my dress. I ran over to the other side of the door and walked into a very small cylinder, like room, and Rajin told me to improvise so I created a staircase. I walked up to the top and there was a sudden drop. He told me to jump. I trusted him and jumped and as I jumped the dream changed and I hit the ground and felt a snap in my neck. I stood up and righted my neck, I heard a few cracks, but felt nothing. Rajin jumped down and landed on his feet, that smug bastard. Then I walked out into the sun. It’s the first time I can ever remember seeing the sun in my dreams. It was beautiful. The sky wasn’t overly bright, but not too dark, like right when the sun is starting to go down and I was in a wheat field. Maybe he meant for me to see this the whole time. So, being joyful of seeing the sun the first time in dreams I spun around and started running and spinning some more and skipping and I got farther and farther away from Rajin and I woke up.

I was at a marina. There was a boat and the guy inside had a loudspeaker connected to a microphone that he probably used for guided tours in the bay. He was making jokes with an attractive guy in a jet-ski next to his boat. I don't remember the words they exchanged. The guy with the jet-ski had black hair and a goatee and was wearing a dark wetsuit. I remember he waved at me. Another person appeared who had long brown hair and was fairly stocky. I remember thinking he was my brother (even though he wasn't Jared and I have no other brother than Jared.) He said something to the guy in the wetsuit about meeting at the hill. I knew they were referring to the hill across the marina, so I made a gigantic jump across the water in the marina and landed on it. It just so happens that this hill was in the backyard of my mom's house. Then the thought occurred to me that it might be creepy and stalker-ish to keep following these guys around so I went into the backdoor of my home. My mom was in the kitchen cooking some type of macaroni pasta. My "brother" in the dream came inside shortly after me.

I was seeing things through a 3rd person point of view as if I was watching a move, only I wasn't playing any role in it, just an observer. I saw an arabian man (or middle-eastern) standing at a food stand facing the other way. The stand was in a small village with various shacks and stands scattered throughout. He started walking towards another stand when, suddenly, he looked down at his watch. After a few seconds he teleported to a large stadium, similar to the roman colisseum only made of metal. He had some weird white goo oozing out of his chest.

He collected this goo in a jar and put it in his pocket. Then a large group of men, what looked like a mafia of sorts, came out of the darkness. They had weird looking machines which seemed to be similar to guns. They pointed them at the man and asked for the jar. The man denied and ran through a corridor to get outside the colisseum. He ended up in a medium sized room with no doors or windows. The group of men were right behind him. They pointed their "guns" at him and demanded the goo. The arabian man denied again and got into a fighting stance. The group of men charged at him and he charged right back, but before anything could happen I woke up.