non-lucid

15.01.2012

Tennis Locker Room, Become lucid Found a GUIDE, but they didn't say if they were my DG....

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Afternoon nap (~4pm-6:52PM) I slept while using the Mouse Plugin for the FIELD method, but I woke up with the mouse near the left side of my pillow (when resting on my head and look to my left that is) instead of being on the lower left side of my left hand).

Dream 1:

I was inside the Men's locker room in Cypress Lakes High School. There were a bunch of familiar DCs. I didn't know what I was doing at the time, but I was just standing there watching people do random things. They were talking about random things as well.

I found that the Tennis Section in the locker was located on the left side rather than on the right side in waking life. I see two racquets on a bench while DCs gear up to go outside I guess. Then the racquet vanishes. Everything in the dream kind of goes into these small skips.

After some randomness, the most noticeable thing here is I'm suddenly near some statue where I had to use Mangekyou Sharingan.

I think I asked a random DC if the statue didn't have Itachi's eyes instead of mine (like a replica of it I mean). Or maybe it was the other way around where a DC asks me.

Then I realize it's my own eyes because apparently some DC told me there's a little dot on the lower right and left-hand corners of the eye.

I actually started saying "MANGEKYOU SHARINGAN" on the statue, and when I fixed my eyes and kept them opened, they kind of diluted my vision. (Okay.....why am I exactly doing this??? As I'm typing this, I think I had a small argument with my father in a dream fragment because I told him I couldn't do something, but he said it's okay and that we'll doing something else or something like that).



After a few tries, I realized I just had to keep my eyes open and the statue would match my eyes. It opens up, and I just had to make sure my eyes were open all the time just to be safe. I can see everything slowly open up, the sides of some door expand to move apart from each other, and they had spiky stony ends to them.

Then I go in some random room where I sit down I think and listen to a DC give some slideshow presentation on an overhead. After being bored from the bull-crap they're saying, I just know I'm dreaming. I didn't do any reality checks, it was weird in fact, this state of mine at the time. I just went with the flow and saw the edge of the table and thought "Handgun" because I was about to shoot this DC spewing out random crap.

A gun forms pretty quickly, I grab it and then tried to shoot it, but nothing. But I concealed that fact to the DC and saw some random female DC on the floor. She looked pretty to be honest, probably Hispanic, and maybe resembled a colleague of mine in the Biochemistry Department.

She gets up, and I told her that she's going to show me my guide. (I'm not sure if I only said just my guide or DG, but whatever) She opens the door in front of us, nothing happens, just leads to another door. We walk in this small area of darkness and head for the door. Before I could even manifest the thought that my Dream Guide will be at the other side, the door already opens.

There's this black man in a black durag, a blue hard jacket with no sleeves and underneath was some gray sweater and he had some dark jeans on who looks like the same guy who wanted a chain when Chris from "Everybody Hates Chris" prevented him from snatching one.

(The guy on the right of the picture...LOL.)

At first I didn't want to go "WTF is this shit going on here?"

Then the black guy tells the girl to quickly lock the door, as if he didn't want to be found out. Then the girl says "You're that same guy!!" in a shocked tone. I think he replies "yeah yeah yeah" in a rushed tone as if he's annoyed with the girl. I think I even see a T.V. above him when I went inside, and it was showing some kind of police investigation or something like that.

Then I move around a little bit, look back at him, and he gets up. I asked him if he's the guide (but I didn't say Dream Guide, I'm sure as hell positive that I couldn't say Dream Guide, even before the door opened). I move back as he comes forward to me.

I thought he was going to attack me since he made a quick movement picking something up, but he was just moving something out of my way. He goes on this wild tangent and I predicted what he was going to say. He questioned to me something like, "Oh you mean the who can keeps you whole" (he did it while holding on to the word "whole" like how you hold on to a part of a word when speaking like "Hola" or something like that").

Then I realize he's just spewing out things that a friend told me about finding out her life guide in a certain PM I sent to her, but I won't reveal who.

Then he talks as if he's asking me a question again, and starts listing things like problems I have, new thoughts, etc.

Then I started to get a little bored, or maybe just traumatic that a DC who looks like an ex-convict is talking to me about things I knew it would probably say.

But as I listened to the guy, I pretty much had this shocked expression on my face with my mouth slightly open, and probably one eyebrow raised up as I'm questioning this guy's existence.
Then I woke up. One thing I'm sure, and I'm sure I've made the right call saying this, I didn't not ask the DC if he was my Dream Guide.

I just questioned it if it was THE GUIDE, so in a way, he's probably just a guide to show me where my Dream Guide is, because he answers in a question as if it's some preview to something he's going to show.

I'm sure as hell right that I never dreamed about a black DC and asking if he was a guide, NOT a Dream Guide.

Only way to find out is to become lucid again. And I become lucid after like over 90 minutes of sleep? Which was kind of rare for me. I guess I can start having dreams and becoming lucid for a while during NON-REM, or maybe it's Rem rebound.

But ehhh, this just leads me with more questions in finding my dream guide. I'm not going to deny the possibility the guy may be my dream guide given the situation that he wanted to be hidden from something. But that means I'll have to question and DCs accurately rather than them acting like professional riddle tellers that will just piss me off more.

Well, i skipped for a couple days, the first night i didnt dream anything. Last night i got really drunk, and dont remember anything except a couple of fragments. Gotta stay motivated.

dream : comments : lucid

16th of January, 2012

HORRIBLE night’s sleep. I was literally waking up every 45 minutes or so. I suppose it was an excellent opportunity for some WILDs but they didn’t happen. I know at one point I was kind of lucid and actually discussing dreams I’d had earlier in the night with someone but that doesn’t really count.

So. A whole bunch of weird fragments, if you so please. The last one was pretty cool.

I was with Nooks in a forest of some sort and was naked. Nooks wanted to get jiggy, but there were people everywhere. Eventually Emma came up and was crying because she’d rented some cars and couldn’t take them back in time because they had flat batteries. I was more worried about getting some pants on. We went back with Emma to a hotel and she wrote a story about this really nancy guy which at the time was amazing and I wish I could remember how it went. Wendy drew an awesome picture of the guy and set it as my desktop.

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DreamViews Academy was a real, yet intangible place. It was like a university campus that people visited but only in one plane or something. Like astral projection. I was there with a black guy and we were doing dream experiments (I can’t believe I didn’t do a RC at some point here!). It was 6:30AM wherever I was and simultaneously on some other plane of existence we were also talking on the phone and I was reading his profile which was all about aliens and creeped me out too much to sleep.

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At the shops, some junkies wanted us to buy them supplies or give them money. One of them had a really fancy, elegant plate of food.

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In a highrise construction zone watching holographic movie parodies that you looked at through glass. One was Kevin Costner saying the same line over and over again with different inflection each time.

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A guy jumped out of a helicopter and went snowboarding down a ridiculously crazy hill with basically no snow on it and just got all effed up.

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And finally, a proper one:

I’m not sure where we were- maybe Canada or the US, Nooks was going to a speed-dating event (apparantly her 3rd one) and wanted me to entertain myself while she went but I got annoyed and upset with her.

Before she left, we went to a toy store that had really elaborate Star Wars Lego. On the way out, I picked up an Etch-A-Sketch and wrote “Be Happy” on it which Nooks said was the greatest thing anyone had ever created on one. Then she decided not to go to her event.

Later on we got free tickets to a play which we were really looking forward to but turned out to be a dodgy highschool production. I tried to take a burrito into the theatre but wasn’t allowed so I went outside to finish it. I got back in just as it started. There was a fat guy dressed as a woman singing a song which I can’t remember and the play was about… I have no idea actually. At some point I swapped seats with other people and during one scene I got on stage with the guy next to me and showed the actors where a spray bottle was amongst a shelf of office supplies.

Somehow after leaving the play, the dream turned into a twisted version of the opening sequence of The Simpsons called “Homer plus family” and instead of showing them all running through Springfield it had some really screwed up stuff. One part that I remember was Homer killed a bear and was wearing its skin which started to rot and Marge turned into a bush then crashed a car into a crowd.

At the end, Homer got out of the skin and was naked and started running home. At that point it turned into me and I was running naked through the streets at morning. It was actually pretty funny and lots of people were laughing and I got on the news.

Two seperate naked dreams in one night? What's up with that?

01/15/12

Backing Up
I am at work, somehow I ended up back working at a data center at a hospital again. Not the job I was looking for. I am feeling quite depressed that it seems my years of school have all come to naught. What a waste. I sit at the computer, staring at the reports detailing that all systems are functioning normally. I am at least glad for that. I can sit there and be depressed in peace. I am sitting there when a coworker comes in early for his shift. He asks how the backups went last night… oh, shit! The backups! I forgot totally about running the backups! How could I have managed to do that? I jump from the seat and rush out to put in the backup tapes, maybe there's still time to get them done…


Caves of Darkness
I am in a dark place, I am in a cave of some kind. It is pretty dark, but somehow I can still see well enough to find my way. I follow the cave for a while, not sure where I have to go to get out of the caves. Where is the exit? Is there even an exit? Well there has to be an exit, I got in there somehow… so I turn around and head in the direction it seems I just came from. That's the best chance of finding an exit. I come to a large underground chamber, and in the chamber there are strange creatures. I finally identify them as trolls. The trolls are lumbering around aimlessly, they don't seem to know what they are doing and are thus doing nothing. A troll sees me and lumbers right up in front of me. It does not attack me, instead it stands there and looks at me as if it has never seen a human before. Maybe it hasn't… The troll bends over and picks up a shiny rock and hands it to me. It smiles, or looks like the troll equivalent of a smile, and then walks back out into the large chamber and wanders around with the others.

colorado hotel
i went to colorado to see family i found that the town they lived in was coved in taixdermy. (i have a phobia of taxidermy) i met my brothe which i didnt know i had and his friend who had lost his hand in a war but none of this was mentioned again. they took me around twon for a while then after a few hours they took me back to the hotel. i had trouble sleeping because the walls of my foom had been covered in taxidermy and i was rather nervous. i went to the room across the hall finding that it was my brothers friend that answered the door, he welcomed me in. looking around i saw his room was completely clean of the horrid 'art form' over joyed with this i hugged the man and kissed him. we then layed down in his bed finding ourselves very comfortable in countinuing the kissing. we ended up having sex but the dream ended before we did.
iornman dad
im in the car with my dad talking about his last trip.when i tell him i found his other kids "im sure i have a few,youre the only one i ever cared about meeting though" he says. "i can see why the others are so unattractive." i say. "how did i turn out so good?" we both lauggh then pull into a drive way. we get out and see all the cars he has made/altered. "im holding you back you are going to do some amazing things and youre going to be rich, your going to be a super hero." i tell him. "like in all those comic books we read? isnt that all made up?" i shrug and walk up the drive way and to the house we talk for a while longer and then i woke up.

15.01.2012

Squirrel, Pokemon, Another Ginger
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I thought I didn't recall anything, but I took a morning shower and remember bits of what happened.

Dream 1:

I think I was somehow floating maybe 1-3 feet of the ground in this random neighborhood. It was probably afternoon or early morning in this dream. I think I was wearing jeans and my brown leather jacket.

I moved pretty fast to the point where I stopped using my feet and just moved consciously (hard to explain, I just kind of re-directed myself to a random location).

Then it turns to night, or maybe this is a dream fragment combined with another one, but there was this squirrel that was actually defending itself rather than running away when I tried to scare it away. Then it started to move really fast and it even attached to parts of my body.



It took a while before I finally got it off my body, and I started to dash really quick to escape. (Ironic that I'm running from a f*cking squirrel, A SQUIRREL DAMN IT, and I'm not lucid)

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 2:

I think I'm Ash Ketchum in this dream because there are random anime DCs who fit the Pokemon art style coming after me. I don't know why, but I'm scared because of course, rather than asking them why they are chasing me, I go to random areas to try and hide from them.

Eventually I get into a car or a taxi, and the windows are tinted, so the DCs couldn't see me. I decided that even though I was safe, I decided to take off my hat (it's weird, I felt like I was Ash).

So when I do, I just wait for the vehicle to move, but I think the taxi driver or whatever had a screen up that said the person inside was "Ash." The DCs that were after me saw this and I'm thinking "WHAT THE FUCK MAN, WHY DID YOU BLOW MY COVER???"

That's all I remember for that one.

Dream 3:

I think I'm running in the rain late in the afternoon, I don't know where I'm going, but I pass by a DC that looked exactly like my Biology SI Tutor when I took Biology 111 at my University the first semester of college as a freshmen.

I tried to ignore her because I thought she wouldn't respond, but she's like "Hey Brandon" in that usual happy tone she uses to greet people when they come to the free tutoring.

Now that I think about it, she still said "Hi" when I thought she was just a random DC.

The lady sucking my air out the last dream, and then seeing the lady in red in the dream entry before that....something is up. I'm just being ignorant, but I can't blame myself, I was non-lucid.

This dream happened a few months ago, but I wanted to write it down because it's my most vividly remembered dream so far. And also quite interesting.

Non-lucid: Don't ask me how i know it was Italy, I just knew. I am sitting in a car in an alleyway. It's really bright out, in fact, there are no shadows at all. The car takes off full speed, the person in front driving through what looks like a market-place. The local DC's are getting angry with the reckless driving, but most ignore it. Next thing I know I'm standing in the center of town with a good friend of mine. We seen a man on a horse with a sword and bolt. The man on the horse, who's wearing black robes and whose face I don't remember (I think he was a representation of "The man in black" from Stephen Kings "The Dark Tower" which I am currently reading), hacks at my friends head. She's dead, I begin to run over to her, but then turn and run the other way as I realize the the man is now coming after me. Sure enough, I'm stabbed right in the back of the head. I fall stomach to the ground, and this is where the dream get's weird.
I start rising out of my body, spiraling upwards as the man rides away. Now I'm in some giant, blueish cube. Before I go any further, I'd like to point out that I am an atheist. In this cube, there are many floating, clear platforms with people climbing up them, some sort of "stairway to heaven" I guess. I huge man, and I mean absolutely massive, speaks to me. My best guess is that he was a representation of God, because I constantly find myself questioning my own beliefs. He tells me that I can either go back to earth and spend eternity as a spirit there, or I can spend eternity in the cube. I choose Earth because, hey, at least there's things to watch there. The dream ends immediately after I choose earth, and I wake up.

I was heading to a building that was surrounded by different sized swimming pools, and there were a lot of people there. One of the pools had a plank bridge that I needed to use in order to get inside the building. While crossing it, I lost my balance and fell off. There was a group of three in this pool. A girl and two guys. The girl started talking to me first. Whenever she talked to me, she'd hold her hand out like she was going to shake mine, and when I extended it, she'd make our thumbs meet. It was really weird. Eventually one of the guys started talking to me, and I asked him what it meant and he said that it meant he owns me.....whatevs.

I walked in the building, and came out and decided to swim with some other people. This place was like party central. I think I remember flirting with some asian girl for the rest of the dream.....things get fuzzy, but I do remember shooting a ton of ki blasts at someone and exploding it.

Nina
I'm watching a home video of Nina on a vacation. I don't know where it's at other than a random big city. It's almost like a documentary because of the way it's shot. There was a giant alligator there attacking all the people in the city, and then I was actually on location. I don't know what happened, but I don't think it was an easy fight.

(I didn't post for the 55th because I was sickly, slept fitfully all day and night and my recall sucked. I did accidentally WILD twice, but that didn't amount to anything because I was mentally exhausted.)

Cay's Dreams

Dream 1
I guess my nonexistent fiance had snapped and started killing everyone. He shot like three homeless guys in town, then drove home in the most angry, hostile way. I considered throwing myself out of the car, but we were going way too fast. We got to my house and he was packing, because he obviously couldn't stay here. I managed to convince him it'd be better for me to follow after, maybe a couple of months when everything had cooled down. I sat in the living room with my parents and called 911 in hushed tones while he was upstairs, but I didn't get to convey the problem before he came barging downstairs. I stuffed the phone under my thigh.

Dream 2
Generally confusing. I was apparently working, or volunteering in a home for people in a catatonic state. The woman I was responsible for was a complete vegetable, and do to recent neglect had withered away to the size of a child. I was dressing her bedsores with what seemed like iodine when some great alarm went up- there was a fire- and I had to leave her and hope they'd stop the fire before it got to her room, as she couldn't be taken off her life support.

Dream 3
I was standing in the kitchen with my aunt and three members from Vampire Weekend. Ezra Koenig had apparently proven to be quite the cook and had prepared a meal for the "nice family that had taken them in." I was devouring some custard thing and Ezra was quietly singing "That's Amore" when my best friend, username Azra walked in and everyone dropped everything, because she was wearing a wedding dress. There was a long silence, until Ezra cried "Mazel tov!". Azra's mom, who had appeared from a back room, wandered back again, muttering about not having the funds for a wedding right now.

Dream 1
I was having problems with my school funding and the financial people were saying that I did not have enough money to cover my tuition. For some reason I was running and trying to figure out a way to scrounge up some money.

Dream 2
We landed in a pilgrim settlement that looked like something that would be built by ewoks. It was dark and the lighting was poor. There was swam-like parts. The settlers were coming after us so we ran. I think they had guns.

-Side note-
-||||My clarity and awareness were really murky I think its because I have been eating food too close to bedtime. I am going to try to not eat past 6-7pm to see what it does for my recall and clarity. |||||-

I was in a huge hotel. There was a big display in the center of one of the floors. It was covered in scoops of ice cream. It was our last day on vacation so I was waiting for wetting to get ready so we could leave. I wanted to make the most of my last day, though, and everyone else was rushing to leave. I put a scoop of blue ice cream in a cup and took a fork from the display. It tasted like raw cookie dough, in a way, mixed with blueberry muffin. After that I had time to kill while everyone else got ready, so I played Puyo Puyo on my PSP.

Sadly, no recall again on the night of the 13th, due to my poor sleeping pattern.
I do, however, remember a small fragment of last night - though nothing quite as interesting as my last proper dream.
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14/1/12
I am back at school, in a maths class being taught by this fat-arsed invigilator that we used to have for exams [honestly, she could barely fit between the desks when walking up and down the hall] but I hadn't been paying attention. When she makes her way round the class to me, I grab my neighbour's book (who I dislike) and claim it as my own.

I then walk all the way round the school to my next lesson (a huge detour) and see various people on the way, some who have influenced my life greatly, and others who haven't. Nothing particularly remarkable about any of them, apart from an old art teacher of mine spinning uncontrollably on a skateboard, as if in some sort of glitch, as well as Angela from the US Office refusing to help out any of the other teachers.



That was it unfortunately, but hopefully tonight will prove more interesting after seeing Asking Alexandria live.

DJ Log: January 15, 2012 – 12:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: I wasn't feeling very energetic yesterday, so I took a short nap in the early afternoon. During this nap, there was a brief dream, but I had no recall. By 11:00pm, I was falling asleep in my chair as I was surfing the 'net.)

I went to bed and my body fell asleep very quickly. I felt a couple waves of rumbling vibrations, so I opened my eyes for a moment and could see my room. I closed my eyes again and the vibrations returned for a brief moment. After the second set of vibrations had passed, I feel a strong lateral shifting. It felt as if there were an earthquake and my bed was rocking sideways. I struggled to remain motionless and enjoy the ride. During this time, I could hear a sound which sounded like a heavy train was going at full speed down the tracks. After a moment, the feeling of motion subsided and the sound faded out.

(Note: I'm marking this first segment as non-lucid, but I already had a low level of lucidity. I usually don't flag anything as lucid unless I'm fully lucid.)

I am standing in absolute darkness, listening to a loud partially squelched screaming in my ears. It sounds like a mixture of microphone feedback, white noise, and a low rumble. The sound crackles and fades in and out quickly. I reach up and cover my ears, but the sound just gets louder.

I look forward and can barely see that I am standing in front of a mirror. The light is very dim and I can see my face in the mirror, but things get a bit interesting. As I look into the mirror, the sound fades away. The edges of my face are irregular and are moving slowly. I become fully lucid and attempt to stabilize. I lift my arms so I can see my hands in the mirror. Upon examination, I count 6 fingers on each hand. I look back at my face and it is melting in the mirror. My nose falls off and my eyes are turning sideways and melting off my face. Suddenly, I remember that there is something I am supposed to do.

I remember the basic task of the month, so I look around for the right place to set off some fireworks. There is nobody in this area, so I momentarily look at the ground and teleport to a crowded library. Looking back up, I can see that I made it to the library. There are ~100 DCs in there, some of them just staring straight at me. I guess I startled them when I suddenly appeared in the middle of the room.

I reach into my pocket and pull out a lighter. Looking in the shelf next to me, I see a huge roll of firecrackers. I flick the lighter and light the fuse. As the fuse sparkles and smokes, I look around the library and see that nobody seemed to notice. The fuse burns into the roll and the first firecracker pops. I suddenly wake up, cussing.

Recall is showing signs of improvement. I'm also still biphasic, though my sleeping times are shifting a bit - I'm not actively mantaining it, but for some reason I can't seem to sleep more than four hours at a time. Time-wise that's actually good, as I need only 6-7 hours of sleep this way instead of the 9-10 I normally sleep. Anyway I don't have anything particularly good to tell you at this point, so I'll share this quick dream from 2009 again:

America's Next Top Model
Date: August 11th, 2009
Lucid: No

I was a competitor in the show, and in fact, I had made it to the last three. I am a guy though. Pretty inconceivable even with my long golden hair and angelic face.

Most of the show was just sitting in the sofa for me. Instead of the standard elimination I was just handed a letter that I had been eliminated. Well that sucks. In the letter Tyra tried to console me by saying that I am a "teen". I was 21 at the time... That said, it appeared that the word had a different meaning for her. Judging by the rest of the letter she meant more like stubborn and she was happy that I had been like that.

Then the dream cut to much later. I was in home and watching the show I was in. Some of the judges were saying that I have awfully thick lips. C'mon, they're not that thick. Besides, wouldn't that be a good thing? Then the screen cut to an edited version of a picture of me where the lips had been photoshopped even thicker! Come on! Then other judge said that "such a pervert couldn't even win the competition". Well yeah, I'm a pervert, but how would they know it? Does thick lips mean pervert?

All in all a total brainfuck of a dream.

I am outside our house. It is summer. I am writing some music. I listen what it sounds like and it sounds good. The tomatoes we were growing in the summer are there. I touch one of the tomatoes and notice they all have gone bad. I become lucid. I decide to do the 1900s TotY. I jump into the air and start to fly. The sky turns black and I'm in space. I see a spiral galaxy (Milky Way?) in front of me. In the spiral arms there are numbers for different decades. I go nearer towards the beginning of the 20th century. Now I have a tape measure in my hand. I look for 1900. I get there. I appear in a castle. There is an unfinished painting in front of me. I start painting, but then I realise that I've come to the 12th century. I even have a 12th century outfit on. I try to get to the year 1900. I close my eyes and try to teleport, but it wakes me up.

In a second dream I am also in our front yard. In this dream I had travelled back in time to 2008 with my family and ended up in wild west. A friend of mine had also been there. When we got out of the house in which we were accommodating, it turned into our house. I had just realised that I shouldn't go near my friend because he might notice that I am 4 years older. So, we are in our front yard looking at several Moons when I become lucid. Again I jump into the sky and get the tape measure in my hand. Now I search for 1900. I find it and teleport. My eyes are shut. A voice tells me that I should get a confirmation that I have arrived at the right place. Someone takes my hand. I become aware of my body... and wake up.