non-lucid

three dreams...all pretty intense in some form, but all forgotten slightly due to the fact that I was too lazy to get up.

I'm at some highly populated place. It reminds me of a casino, but there are beds there. Everyone there has been partying and what not, and it's time for the night to just about wind down. We're all about to go to sleep in various huge beds that are lined up, and the girl next to me is getting freaky with me. We're making out, and it starts getting really intense....but something goes wrong....I don't know. I get this vibe, like nothings going to happen...even though something should happen. I left my bed and saw A and talked to her about it. She said I was over thinking it and just needed to go for it. When I came back, it was pretty clear that the girl was really drunk....I didn't want do go there if she was in that state.

I also remember being backstage at a play or something, and the stage was almost full of people....I don't know where this fits.

I'm at my house with one or two other people there. Someone gets killed, and we're talking about it. Jason shows up, and he's not wearing his mask. His skin is wrinkled and brown and worms are coming out of it. I put a few football moves on him and get out of my room. I haul ass out of the house, and lock the door behind me. That ought to by me a few seconds....but someone may end up dying because of it. I see an old car...maybe a Z series parked in my yard. It flashes it's headlights....and I think about getting in, and realize that it hasn't even started. There's no way, I'm getting in that car. Well it's time to go on a little jog...Jason walks, so by the time I get tired, he could have killed a whole bunch of people elsewhere. At this point, I'm laughing to myself...and something switches.


I'm with Freddie Wong, and we're trying to take out this helicopter. We have these futurist colourful guns that almost look like toys. People are running everywhere and panicking. I think we're on the patio of some restaurant. Bullets are flying everywhere on each pass, and we're just laying into it. Finally the chopper comes to a crash, and some guy jumps out of the exploding debris with the blades attached to him. They're spinning around him, and he's running right as us. Behind me his nothing but water...in front of me, is death by helicopter blades. I want to say Freddie ran in the building, or jumped in the water. I ran at the guy, and at the last second jumped, shot my gun at the ground, and the explosion catapulted me over the the guy. And I shot him in the back, causing a huge explosion. I spent the rest of the dream with a few dc's at the restaurant.

25.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Well, I woke up a lot earlier than the time I set for my external alarm, which is why I probably remembered a lot of these dreams instead of waking up feeling like I was rushed or something.

Dream 1: Sitting with my father & Balancing on Pipes

I was sitting down with my father at night outside at some party I guess. Apparently, his phone can tell how far somewhere is to real land or something like that. So I look over to the phone changing its status from one word to "Real."

Then suddenly, I'm on top of several pipes connected to each other, and one DC tries to grab some red cloth. Then I have to grab the red cloth I believe, and suddenly I have to fight another DC with a pole stick or something like that.



I decided that instead of fighting while balancing on pipes, that I should just fall down, and get out of there through a door.

Dream 2: Following Blonde DC and her friend

I'm outside, most likely at my University because I'm walking on towards a place, most likely Kyle Field. I'm wearing a brown leather jacket and probably wore long jeans with a shirt (probably).

I see this DC who looks exactly like the girl named Samantha that I knew in real life. She was a blonde, but I think she dye her hair black again, or maybe she really did have black hair.

Anyway, this DC was blonde, and some other female DC was right next to her. I think she was looking to see where she could get a Zune HD. Her friend has a Zune HD, but she said that's not the type she's looking for.

I come a bit closer to show them my Zune HD 32 GB, and before I showed it, Samantha said something about looking for the 32 GB version (her friend probably had the lesser storage type; 16GB I guess).

I show it to her and said that I have it. She looks down at it and says that's the one she's looking for. She gets up and walks somewhere with her friend. I decided to follow both of them, and I put back my Zune HD inside the pocket of my jacket I believe.

I keep following them until we're in a different dream scenario. I think we're outside this large area where they are selling books not only for college students, but for other people as well. It was more open to a lot of people, and it was bright as day, maybe afternoon at 1PM or 2PM setting to it.

Samantha goes up to some old DC who is selling these random green and golden yellow books. She gets her credit/debit card out and asks if the guy could look it up with some source that I can't remember.

I just remember seeing a big stacked green binder that looks like it has a lot of information. And the girl who was following Samantha as well, I think she was trying to get something from what the old guy was saying.



He said something about her studying a lot, and that she probably wouldn't have time to read, in a joking manner. She asks if she has to buy a book, but the old man gives it to her for free and smiles.

She smiles at him, and then she turns to me and smiles I think, or does a small turn to my direction and looks at me. She looks awfully familiar to person in waking life I've met in my College. She had light brown hair, wore those gray jackets with no zipper (had to pull it over your head), and wore typical jeans (she had somewhat skinny to average legs).



Dream 3: Walking with a child to a store

Apparently I'm convincing this little child who looks like he's Indian to follow me somewhere. I go into a store with the kid, and then go back out after a while. But before I headed for the door. I see some Indian child on top of some ledge that's pretty high to be on for his own safety.

He was dark-skinned, and he was wearing a nose-strap-on that was lighter than his skin tone, Apricot-ish colored in fact. I couldn't see his eyes though. He looks at me from below and smiles and says "Pakistan."

I ignore it and focus back my attention to the kid that was following me. I turn around and see him and tell him to come follow me.

We get out through the door.


I wake up after those set of dreams, and typed them up pretty quickly, and then did a WBTB with the FIELD, but I didn't do very well on holding the mouse button with my finger until I let go.

Dream 4: Room full of DCs I knew in Waking Life and at least Three DV members mentioned.

This dream was so vivid and so much like reality, that I swore it was beyond a regular lucid dream where everything felt like reality, and much more. I still can't tell if I'm dreaming, but I know my emotions carried on inside of this dream. If I became lucid, it probably would've been one of those rare experiences that felt like an OBE/AP...or just a WILD that was REALLY close to that experience.

I was inside of a restaurant, it was probably afternoon time in this dream. It was fairly dark inside of this restaurant, but it did have lighting in it.

I remember a DC I was talking to or listening to, but I didn't recall their features. He/She said something that Sinoblak and possibly Alyzarin too (I know Sinoblak was mentioned) wanted he/she to tell me that my true self is revealed when I was with them or something along those lines.

I think the DC probably meant that when I'm alone socializing with them that is. (Maybe it's my subconscious response to me wondering if I'm really who I am when talking to others, not too sure on that reply it gave me...)

The DC also mentioned something about nina too. Too embarrassing to reveal here.
While this DC was telling me all this, I was drinking something in those restaurant cups. I almost wanted to spit out the drink that was in my mouth when this DC told me all of these things about DV members. I believe I tilted my head in questioning and raised my eyebrow or something like that listening to them as well.

Then I had this small image in my head of Nina posting on a thread about something, couldn't remember what exactly. It seemed to be a casual thread on something. But I saw her Avatar pic and everything for a few seconds.

The DC leaves, and I'm finding a seat to sit down on. An Indian or a dark-skinned female DC is at the front of the cash register, and I ask her for a menu. She gives it to me, and I as I'm reading it, the format was like going to Deviant Art's website.

I had some confusion with finding the choices to eat, but I did know that I had a menu in front of me before I went up to get another one.

I decided what I want, and I went up to this lady that looked Hispanic. She was talking to another DC, and they turned their attention to me. I said while stuttering a little bit (that facade of mine where I just suddenly lose my brain for a few seconds) and said that I wanted Nachos with cheese and meat.

And I mentioned that I didn't know the the other choices I could pick, so she helped me out by asking if I wanted small, medium, or large.

Of course, I pick large, and then when I turn my face the other way and turn back, the DCs are completely different. The lady that was helping me by asking me what size I wanted turned into my English AP teacher I had in a High School.

(In waking life, her hair was light blonde (almost close to white)).

She was asking me if I was involved in something in college I believe, I said "No," and she started to laugh with the DC next to her. (but it wasn't a laughing-at-you laugh, it was those laughs older women would express as a "Ooooh you!" laugh.

I think it's even safe to declare that there was a long thin piece of hair elevating on the side of her face. It was just those moments where you see that nearly invisible strand of hair at first glance, but don't say anything about it unless you really knew them.

Then I find myself near the entrance of the store, and the whole scene changes to where there's white tiles on the floor, and the whole area gets a little brighter than before. I see all these DCs that look exactly like the people I met in waking life.

First everything is first-person perspective. I see this DC that looks like a person I drew in waking life, I turn around to greet him, and he says "Thank you." (probably saying thanks to the drawing I did for him and his friend, or maybe for something else).

Then his other friend comes as he moves to another area in the large room. He's looking at the wall, and I try to get his attention by putting my hand out to him to shake, and said that it was nice to meet him.

He was a bit surprised, and said he was nice to meet me too, but he didn't know who I was. Then I told him that I drew him, and he starts to realize who I am and greets me back.

(Apparently I wanted to shake hands with the DCs around me for some odd reason)

Then I turn back and see another DC, he was dark-skinned, and I wanted to shake his hand too, but he was holding something. So I turn back to look at the direction of the small group of DCs in front of me standing and probably talking to each other.

Then I realize the same DC I wanted to shake hands with put the item he was holding (probably a jacket) down, and shook my hand.

After that, I go up a little more to the area where the DCs were. I look up at the TV hanging on some mechanical medium to hold it in place. It said something about "Hey Freshie" and other things that I couldn't recall. I assumed that it was just me being a Freshmen in college, hence the word "Freshie."

Then when I focus my attention to the DCs within the room. I see a female DC to the left of me that looks like the girl that was on the Tennis team I was part of in a high school I don't want to mention because she might find this dream journal.

Let's just call her "K" (I'll probably remember the full name when I go back to glance over this entry later on).

"K" is standing there, and from my peripheral vision, I could tell she was wearing a white shirt and wearing a pink short shorts (those types of shorts athletic girls wear).



Then the last thing I recall was smiling after I was standing around with the DCs.

Then I woke up.

Honestly, the female DC that looked like "K," if I woke up, I would definitely would've fucked her right at that moment. Oh my god, my libido OOOOH if ONLY I WAS LUCID MAN!!! IF ONLY!!!!

Her wearing the pink short shorts and just a white shirt, (and in waking life, her ass was big, but she was had strong thighs, not thunder-thighs). And that's one of the physical features that I liked about her.

That's all I remember, I was a bit bothered for not remembering the whole message on the T.V.

I don't know what the purpose was in showing all of these familiar DCs, but I'm glad I was able to recall a decent portion of what happened.

Color Code: Non Lucid: Red , Lucid: Blue

The dream started with me in a car with my sister in south africa at an airport watching plane's land right next to the runway, i was getting annoyed because she wasn't parking in the right place, then all of a sudden she drove across the runway and back again, the dream switched.

Dream 2: This time i had just woken up in my house i live in now, i walked down the stair's and told my mum i didn't have a lucid dream that night even though it was a dream. It wasn't a false awakening as i wasn't lucid. My mum was constantly saying " Empire " i asked her why she was constantly saying it and she said she had to remember it as it was a company my sister was going to ring.

Dream 3: I was brushing my teeth at my home with one of my old friends, he was telling me not to drink the tap water and not to wash my mouth out with it as i could die.. Weird.

Out of all 3, i didn't become Lucid !

Woke up during the night to memorize key point of the first dream. It helped but I don't remember much besides the key points. Apparently I forget the dreams I have in the morning, I tried going trough the dream but and memorize the key points, but I only remember one image. Also, it seems that my subconscious not only is a pacifist, but also has a very dark sense of humor.

First dream

There are two women hanging like apes on the top of a skyscraper. They are talking about how great the price is that they are going to get for doing that. I contemplate climbing the skyscraper I'm on, although I don't know what the price is. I think I can't do it, because I'm a bit afraid of heights.

I'm downstairs and there is construction work going on. Two large building machines, one of them has roller chains. A worker gets caught in the chains and is pulled in. There is patriotic music playing in the background and the worker is torn to pieces, along with another one, who tries to help him. This is supposed to be a very patriotic scene where people give their lives for their country, even though it's completely meaningless. I feel ill.

A kind of a superhero is jumping between the roofs of the city, I'm looking from above. He is trying to loose some super-villain that is following him. I know parts of the city. The superhero stops to hide and the villain looses him. Now I'm the superhero and I disguise as a normal person and continue walking.

I walk trough the city towards home and pass trough a park.


Second dream

I'm in a large maze-like building.

01/24/12

NOTE: Yesterday was the first day I failed to post something even if it was to say I didn't recall anything. Well, I didn't recall anything. School homework took priority and then I forgot. But today is different, I have 2 dreams to post!

Kidnapped!
I am with a couple other people I don't recognize and we have all been kidnapped. There are several big guys there guarding us. I am looking for a way out, waiting for an opportunity to present itself. I don't have to wait very long. I see a chain on the ground near me. It looks heavy, but when I pick it up I find I can handle it quite easily. One of the guards sees me and asks what I intend to do with that. He laughs at me, clearly not seeing me as a threat. I throw the chain at him and somehow manage to loop it around him like a lasso. He barely gets out a, "What the fuck?!" before I loop it around him again. That is everyone's cue to act. I manage to secure the one guard to a tree by the chain, he is letting out a stream of expletives like I've never heard. One of the people with me, a young man, grabs a hang glider that was beside the goons' tent. He jumps off the cliff and flies a bit then circles back and crashes into two kidnappers. I think that looked like fun... so I go to the hang glider. Unfortunately it is too badly damaged for me to take a flight on it. Damn. All I can do is wait for the authorities with the other people and the bound/unconscious goons.

Midnight Sun
I am at school, my class just ended so I am ready to go home. I leave the school and have a bit of trouble finding where I parked. I wander around for a bit in the dark feeling a bit dumb, but I finally find the car. I get in and leave. The freeway home is weird. It has changed dramatically since I came this morning! It is so much wider, and there are bright lights all around. The lights make it as bright as daytime! I think I don't need headlights, I need sunglasses! I am curious about what changed. I turn down an exit I don't remember seeing before. I follow the road for a while as it twists and turns. I find a dead end. My car chooses right now to die on me. I get out and see all four tires are flat. Wtf?! I see a building, I'll go there and call for help. I slid down an embankment. I notice the ground is so very dry and cracked and hard. Like a scorched desert much hotter and drier than where I live. I am approaching the door when it opens. A woman steps out. I am overcome by a feeling of dread. I do not want her to see me. I can't think of a logical reason for that, but it feels very real. I dive behind a large rock. I'm sure she saw me... she was looking this way. I peek and see she is looking in my direction with a puzzled look on her face. Why do I feel such dread associated with her? She doesn't look violent or dangerous... But the feeling is strong, I know I have to get out, and I do so by waking up.

This dream was very vague, it was dark around me the whole time. All i really remember was waking up to this radio that we used to have at my house. It's not a radio for music and radio stations, it only turns on when there is a big storm coming, tornado warning, etc. When it came on, i immediately knew that sound because we've had it since i was a little kid. Why it was in my dorm, and not my house? I have no idea. I grabbed it and tried to listen very closely to it, and then all of the sudden i got annoyed and just kept trying to shut it off. But when i did and layed back down, i kind of felt dumb because i then thought: "What if a big storm really is coming?..."

Then the dream faded...


It was kind of ironic that i had this dream this morning though, because when i went to my Weather and Climate class we had a guest speaker. He was a meteorologist at the local TV station. And the only time i really watch those weather channels is if there is severe weather. And the only time that radio goes off is in severe weather...

Allen and I were planning on buying pot or something like that from my ex boyfriend and his sketchy DC friend. We were waiting outside their shitty apartments in our car for a long time making chit chat with each other and making jokes about my ex. They finally showed up and pulled along beside us. For some reason they wanted allen to sit inside the car with them but not me. I found myself becoming strangely jealous by this. For some reason they all decided to go inside their floor level apartment and I fallowed behind. When we went inside the carpet was an ugly shitty green color. They had a dirty fish tank that allen and I stared into for a while. They seemed to forget that allen and I were in the apartment and I felt awkward about that. Suddenly the apartment was no longer their apartment but belonged to a middle aged woman who I was very scared of. She had brown messy hair. I knew that she was clinically insane for some reason and hat she didn’t want us to leave her house. I felt trapped. I devised a plan for Allen and I to break free and we left. I had the strangest feeling that a murder was about to occur inside the apartment and I quickly alerted a near by police officer of what was happening. They broke down the doors of the apartment. Suddenly my dream was collapsing. I couldn’t see anything but I can just remember the voices of the police officers. They were saying things like “sure enough” and “:yep, right there you see”. I felt assured that my assumptions were correct about the woman though the officers never clarified what they saw.

School and a Strange Lesson

I was assigned to a group of infant school kids. I had to help them with their work. The Teacher was talking, but for some reason, I hadn't the slightest idea what he was talking about. I noticed that I was in my old primary school classroom, but the teacher, I had never seen before.
Then, we ended up moving onto my old primary school field and we were sorted into teams. I couldn't exactly work out what the teacher was talking about, but it sounded like he was giving a motivational speech to a group of football players.
Then we were back in the classroom again. We were all given a piece of card, with what looked like a football pitch drawn on it. On the card were several coloured, round markers; white, black, red,
green, yellow and blue. Each marker supposedly represented something, although I got the feeling again of not being able to understand.
The 2 team members that were on my team were just lying on the floor like zombies and had no intention of helping at all.
I had to go to the toilet, so I left the room and went upstairs. When I was on my way I saw a girl struggling to get out of some quicksand. I helped her out and then asked her to come with me. She refused. She said she had to put some clothes on. I told her that we had no time and that we had to go now. I wrapped her up in a blanket and pulled her down the stairs. Then we were back in the classroom again. My Dad was there, sitting in an armchair, he accused me of telling all the kids about the 9/11 bombings - Weird!
Some of the kids were crying and upset because they thought that they were going to be bombed.
The teacher was summing the lesson, while all the kids were crying.


.......And 2 really short dreams.....


Choir

All the Choir, including myself, were sitting at a long table. I had to give out Christmas presents. The names on the presents were really tiny and I had to look really carefully to see whose name it was.
I gave them out. People clapped and cheered as they were opened.
(Quite a nice little dream actually)


Work

Again, I was cashing up. One of my colleuges asked for my help with something. I told her that I would do it and that she could go home, I said that I would finish up here.
She had written me out this long statement of how amazing she had been today and all her fantastic results for the days trade. She asked me, when I phoned the Area Manager with the figures for the day, could I read out this statement that she had written about herself.
I finished the paperwork and then went to leave. As I was leaving, I realised that I hadn't called my Area Manager!
I woke up!

Went swimming with baron at some pool. When I was deep in the pool I was a fish eating other little fish and gaining levels. I would turn other into stronger fish. Baron would swim and eat the other fish. It was really funny. I would swim as fast as I could to one side of the pool and baron would quickly follow. We did this a few times and I realized the chlorine might be bad for him so we left. We were back at our apartment and I started putting clothes on to leave. I was wearing these crazy shoes that looked futuristic and this really nice warm jacket. I though I looked cool. I had three hats on and took them off. There was a knock and I knew it was the maintenance. Baron barked and I threw him in the bathroom and got peanut butter. I opened the door and I was. Incredibly sunny out the woman who works there said the maintenance would come soon. I heard a dog barked and thought how that would mask the bark of baron. The maintenance guy said he would come soon. That was good. I woke

I woke around 7:40 and went back to bed around 9:30. I was laying down and relaxing. I kept having to change position but noticed SP almost a minute after every move. I lapsed into a mini projection and noticed heavy pressure on my back. It felt super good like a massage. I told whoever was doing it to not stop. My phone rang. I had to start over.

10 minutes of not really laying still but back in SP. I can see these images shooting at my that sort of remind me of DMT. My hard starts to vibrate super hard. I start seeing walls form around me as I touch them it gets stronger. It never gets strong enough.

Dream 1
It was the Manchester Derby and I remember seeing Lindegaard scoring a goal. Anders Lindegaard is a goalkeeper for the MUFC. He scored and I remember the crowd going crazy and seeing a fat ginger man with short hair jumping up and down singing Man United songs.

I went out the stadium and stood around a bridge and seeing a old-school double decker bus.

Dream 2
I'm in a warehouse and see an issue of X-Men with Rogue on the cover. I then start thinking about Gambit as they have a thing in the cartoon and he appears, hunting down Rogue. Rogue falls through the roof of a hut and Gambut looks through the whole. I get a strong feeling that Prof.X was there.

Fragment
I was using my PS3 to watch a CD. It worked but I'm not sure if it would work in real life so I couldn't locate the RC.

I was in the passenger seat of Summer's car - she was driving. We were in a city that I imagine looked a lot like Paris. There were cobblestone roads and bright street lamps lighting up the alleys. We decided to stop at a drive-through cafe to get a couple of sandwiches. However the man who worked there was obnoxious and started yelling at us about being closed and that he didn't have time to serve us. Summer called him a fuck-face and then we left. We drove to our place, it was a nice studio flat with wooden floors and a stone fireplace. My snake Virgo was out of his cage and was curled up on the floor. I went to go pick him up but he tried to bite me several times (my snakes are always aggressive in my dreams) so I left him alone. We also had a pretty large black lizard walking around. I tried to pick him up too but he sprayed this pretty strong musk that smelled like bleach.

"At least it smells clean," Summer said, and shrugged her shoulders.

It smelled clean but a couple of droplets got into my mouth and it tasted horrible, bitter, and disgusting.

"Hey Summer. why don't I go down the road and stop at one of the cafes there? Ill find us something to eat." I figured we were living in an area that probably had some kind of small restaurant on every block. There was bound to be something.

"Sure" she said.

The dream faded away.

#1

Very vague on this one, all I really remember is being in my pool with two random guys and listening to dubstep that was blasting really loud seemingly from nowhere. At one point they asked me if I knew any other good club music to which I just laughed and told them I hadn't even gotten started yet. Then I woke up.

#2

I was in the gym of my high school I think, playing soccer for a PE class with mostly other kids from my school but also my cousin who's four years younger than I am. I was barely paying attention to what was going on though, like usual when playing sports in class. At some point the ball came toward me and everyone started shouting at me so I was like alright, alright! and kicked it and it went WAY up the side of the gym wall, then curved around somehow and shot right toward the goal. Everyone started cheering, and then Sinoblak showed up to tell me congrats! After that I went and ate lunch with some people from my high school in the cafeteria, which was relatively normal lol.

#3

This one's just a snippet, and in third-person perspective. Marshall from How I Met Your Mother, aka Jason Segel, shows up to a party dressed as Britney Spears, with a wig and everything, and wearing blackface makeup, then gets embarrassed when he walks in and everyone gives him really strange looks. I can't make this stuff up.

#4

A girl comes over to my house and tells me that she's going to do electrolysis on my legs. I say, alright, um, why did you just show up to do that? And she starts explaining it to me in some gibberish but half way through the conversation she turns into a guy, though he still claims to be there for the same reason. He starts asking me lots of really strange questions and sneaking looks around my room, and I'm getting really suspicious. I change my attitude really quick to show that I don't like him, and then I start to think about a bag of ecstasy pills in my drawer, and he's really close to it. He pulls it open right before I can get over there to keep it shut, and stares at it for a second like he found what he was looking for and I think oh fuck, he's a cop! He starts trying to arrest me and I go on a long rant about how I don't even care about the drugs anymore or even really care that he's arresting me because life sucks and all this stuff, and on the way from my room to the living room he tells me that he's got a plan for us. He's going to admit to committing a murder and get taken to prison, then I need to flee and get across state lines and call in and admit that it was actually me who did it, then when he gets set free he can elope with the electrolysis girl (the one that was him before) and if the cops ever find me it won't be a big deal because it'll quickly be proven that there's no way I could've actually committed the murder.

Suddenly I switch to a third-person view of him violently being thrown in a prison cell, proving that he went through with his part of the plan. Then I'm back in the living room like no time has passed at all but he's still gone, and I sit down on the couch next to my dad and tell him to lean in so I can tell him what's going on, but he keeps leaning in like annoyingly close in a way makes it really obvious I'm trying to hide this information from whoever else is in the house. As I'm telling him all this, I see one of the buckets they give you to put your trash in at Joe's Crab Shack, and there's a red flashing light on a black clip on the side. Oh crap, we've been bugged! One of the other cops, who I now think are actually some kind of thug gang, comes at sits down on the couch next to us. I can tell that he knows we're acting suspicious and was possibly even listening in to the conversation through the bug, and so he starts asking us about the movie that's playing on TV, which I haven't even remotely been paying attention to. Apparently, it's Madagascar 10. I remember the last question he asked was if it was the only one that was ever set in the ocean, and then I woke up.

*phew* That one was really convincing.

#5

I definitely had one in between this and the last one, but I guess I only dreamed I typed it up in my phone. Oh well.

There's a memorial service for the guy who went to prison (who's apparently dead now) and his accomplice, along with all the people they killed along the way, still in my living room. I'm there and I see the graves and everything but I'm paranoid that the guy is still going to come after me for some reason because his birthday, as listed in the memorial info, is the exact same day as mine and I'm convinced that maybe that's not even his real birthday and he's not actually dead, he's just like some kind of crazy serial killer and sending me a message. I start rambling to my dad about it, who's still sitting right next to me, and he gets fed up and says it looks like they're just going to have to accept it. He tells me that there never were any guys that came to our house or got killed, we never went on the run, and there's no memorial service or bugs or signs that I'm being watched or that someone's coming after me. They've been pretty sure for a while, but hoping it wasn't true, that I'm actually schizophrenic and I'm just hallucinating all of this and my delusions are just getting worse and worse as I'm becoming more paranoid. I have no idea what to think about this new information and it sends me into deep despair, and also makes me doubt that they're telling the truth but that just makes me think they might actually be right and I have no way of knowing what's real and what's not....

Freakin' dreams!

Sigh... so that's it. I also got a false awakening at the end of this where I started typing it all up in my phone, and got about half way though before I woke up. Lucky I did that early, having thought I logged it down I almost forgot most of it!

24.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up and had an image of blonde female DC I believe, but I didn't pay too much attention to it to branch it off to what I may have experienced in a dream.

So I just decided to relax a little bit and try to get my thoughts together and finally remembered something about Metal Gear Solid, and then I was like "Oh okay" and remembered other dreams.

I think I'll also start giving short titles to the dream I have, even though the Title above pretty much covers the overall dreams anyway.

Dream 1: Buying MGS3 and PS2

I was in a room with a random DC who had his games all over the place. I asked him if he had a Playstation 2 and wanted to sell it. He said yes, and I give an offer for "$40" for it (since GameStop, who are really bandits when it comes to trading sells refurbished PS2's for $39.99). I think I also ask if he's selling a Metal Gear Solid 3: Subsistence game as well.



I think he says yes, but I end up looking at a case that looks like MGS4. I think the DC asks me a question on more offers, but I forgot what he said specifically.

Dream 2: Liquid Snake in a red outfit?

I'll assume this was a different dream, I think it chained with the previous though.

I was playing a Metal Gear game, and it looked like MGS1 for the PC. I see these different modes in the Start Menu, but I can't remember specifically what they were, I choose a random one.



It starts out with Solid Snake in the first section of the game, and he's ducking for cover while trying to shoot the guards with his pistol. Then I realize I'm the one who's ducking for cover, so now I take the perspective of Snake.

(I look back now, and I see something was wrong with this dream, you could actually do a first-person view aim with weapons, like MGS3, but I wasn't aware of it at the time).

I aim the gun the guard, but I don't know what happened after that. I find myself in another area crouched looking at a guard's movements.

I was basically in the prone position next to a small opening to a wall. I think I probably got there by crouching from a small hole behind me on the right. The guard starts searching where I'm crouching, and he sees something weird, and he was staring right in my direction.

He says, "Hmmmm??" like he's suspicious, but thankfully I was too far within his radius for him to get too close, so he just moves on his usual patrol route.



Then I see this guard again, and I swore he had a resemblance to Liquid Snake. I think he was wearing a red outfit with tiger stripes on it, but I won't put too much faith on that.



He finds something weird going on again at a different location, and calls for backup. Things are at a Caution level, so there's just more guards in the area, but they don't know where I am.

I think I start shooting them off that knocks them out instead of killing them because they just dropped instantly without any blood pouring out.

After I shot more guards and tried to get out, dream fades I guess.

Dream 3: Conversation with old man DC

I'm sitting with an old man I believe who looks kind of like the professor who gave a seminar on the Memory and Learning course I had to take for Undergraduate studying my first semester in college. Except he didn't wear his glasses.

We were talking about Metal Gear Solid, and the guy talks about how he likes he can freely aim in the game now. I wonder why I'm having this conversation with this old man. His mouth was open a little bit while he was talking, and he left it hanging for a few seconds as well.

The conversation was boring to be honest, and I think the dream fades from there.

Dream 4: Golden Dildo

I'm inside a house, probably the one I went for college break. I think I come out of the master bedroom, and I see a Golden Dildo (I think) right in the middle of the living room. I'm a little bothered by it.

It was kind of big, and I'm wondering who the hell would want a Golden Dildo that looked way too big for anyone. Then a female DC to the left of me asks me "Is that for me?" I can't remember how she looked like, but I felt her presence, I didn't even turn around to look at her either.

(Lol what the hell???? I didn't realize this until I typed it, but I realize I came out of the bedroom with a female DC...I don't know what we were doing before, but the question she asked me makes me assume it wasn't baking cookies or pizza)

I tried to give her an answer without sounding embarrassing, for some reason, it felt like I bought the Dildo, because I was stopping in between words, but I'm still wondering why the Dildo was there.

Dream fades I guess.

in an ice room. ice skating room...ice everywhere.
with my grandfather.
i touch the ice. "this is a dream"
not lucid. i just know.
touch it, break it, prove to myself.
laughing "this is a dream!"
but if i becoming lucid i "know" i'll wake up (would i have?)
so i don't.

Scattered dream...maybe I was waking up and that's why I can't piece everything together....anyways.

Come at me BRO

I'm watching someone fight, some random cat...and I don't jump in because I don't know who the heck they are. One guy wins, and he's mad at me...apparently he's J's brother. J magically shows up, and starts punching me. He yell's something about not helping out. I told him what the deal is...and it's me vs. them two for a while. Fight of my life type shit...since he's waaaaaay stronger than me IRL. I was just trying to defend myself for the most part. D shows up...and we square off. D talks them out of it for a second. Then asks me to drop his kids off....then I'm like...hold up, isn't that just running? I might as well finish taking this ass whooping now than leave.

Can I stop dreaming about this?

There's this guy preaching about something at my house....he walks inside. My pops arrives and tells him to get out...I was really surprised because he was mad. The guy leaves...and then J's kids come over to eat. I think I serve them hotdogs, and one of them just pours a pile of salt over the hotdog and doesn't eat it. I obviously got mad and yelled at her...telling her that she needs to eat her food, or not ask for so much. I felt bad after words and told her I loved her.

Something else about walking through a field....but I turned around because I had a feeling I was going to see snakes everywhere.

I'm in a crowded room, and we're watching these highlights of the NBA Playoffs. Specifically when Jordan was playing against Alonzo Mourning's and Charles Barkley's (my two favorite players) teams that they were on. Something else came up about genealogy...and I had to remind two people they were related. We kept watching it and sat down, and there was cheerleader sitting in my lap. I had one hand on her thigh, and on on her back. I could tell she was cold and what not, but I tried to pay attention to the game. I moved my arm around her, my hand off of her thigh because I noticed my hand was pretty high up there. She leaned forward so my arm wouldn't be touching her at all. Then she said something like don't try anymore of that stuff. Which was kinda weird...cause I thought I was the one moving away....hell whatever.

There's a guy sitting in front of us with a clean cut afro who she's practically sitting next to now because of the leanage. He asks her "so who you wit". Or something cheesy like that...she says no one. And I told the guy "I'm still Mr. Solo...she's just a friend or whatever". I was a little upset at how sneaky the guy tried to be...but at the same time I was just like "fuck it".