non-lucid

Windhover's Dream

fragment - I'm at school hanging out with my friends. Green field... some soldiers?

sorry I have so bad recall...

Last Minute Project

I was in the computer lab at my school. It was kinda dim in there, but everything I could see was illluminated. The air around me felt dark. My whole class was in the lab with me as well, but I can't remember what we were working on. I got so engrossed into what I was doing that I didn't even notice that the room was empty. I looked around. Jackets and purses were still on chairs. I wondered where everyone went. I walked down the hall and found everyone in the library. It was still dark. I looked on the table, and saw my good friend Erin hurredly trying to glue notecards together to make a posterboard. She was going to put a piece of construction paper on top. I asked her what she was doing, and she said, "What, you didn't know?" I replied no. She said, "Mrs. S (really strict English teacher) gave us a last minute project to do, and we only have an hour to do it!" My other friend C was sitting on the other side of the table, and she was freaking out too.

Then I remember being at our lockers, about to leave. It was dark outside, like stormy dark.

How Scary..

I was in a hotel with my family. It looked like we were in London! I've never been there before. I looked out the window and saw a huge brick arch with a building on top, that cars would drive under to get out of the plaza. All of a sudden, bricks and blocks of bricks starting chipping off. Then, a ton started falling into the cars under the arch, trapping anyone inside. The arch as well as the building was about to collapse. But then, it just stopped.

2 seconds later, something large, noisy, and green/bluish was hurled at the other hotel directly beside us. I heard a large BOOM! It scared me so bad. Then I noticed it was a plane! It must have been. All the while I had been looking outside the window.
My dad, brother, and Ken ran out the hotel door. "Wait!" I cried. I grabbed my grey backpack, threw some valuables of mine into it, and ran out.

Just as soon as I crossed the threshold, I heard rain pattering on the roof. Great, I thought. My family had disappeared down the stairs.
I ran after them, almost slipping on the flooded stairs (We are inside, by the way). I finally found the outside, and my family far ahead. I ran up to them. There were police everywhere, and people running from the arch. Pieces were still falling, and we made sure to steer clear from it, as well as the burning hotel. This scene reminded me so much of 9/11.

This was the weird part. My dad and Ken pulled a cardboard box over their heads and sank down into it. The box was really small. Then, Ken popped her head out, and smiled at me. Freaked out, I grabbed my brother and walked a ways. Then an old man drove up in a car, stopped, and got out. He was talking to me about Cross Country. He said, "My boy here, *points to one of his runners*, says he has sharp pains when running. But this *he points to a glowing like rod in the boy's hand* helps to even out the pain, when he holds it."

Just then a biker came up, stopped, and layed his bike down. "Ah," the old man said. "You see this glowing rod as well on his bike?" *he points to guy's bike* (I see a glowing rod attached from one of his handlebars to a wheel) "This also helps him from getting pains too."

I looked at the bike. "I really like that bike.." I trailed off, and blushed when the boy looked at me.

Dream
I was driving on a highway, it was night time and I was with my family. There was an exit I took and it was very damaged and I saw someone else get out of their car. Then some "people" I'll call them "humanoids" touch the other drivers ad changed them, they were noe doing what the humanoids told them.

I drove back to the city and tried to tell everyone, but it seems the humanoids are like the Transformers and had been hiding there a long time. I decided to leave with my family we were on the way to the train station while I started thinking "What if they're not bad?". My Dad dissapeared from the dream. I continued with my Mum and Sister tobanquet-type place with bronze walls it was a really high-end place. It had rows of tables with people eating one guy said something racist and my Mum retaliated, I just moved her along and kept going. I also remember seeing police come out of a van they were pretty futuristic.

I saw the tunnel leading to the station as me and my family ran. I saw one guy jump over the stairs because the stairs were long, like a ramp for a wheelchair user. I ran down and around. I remember seeing a guy with glasses, a tattoo (I think) and a guitar gig bag he saw an old lady with two shopping bags and said "Can I help you with that?".

As soon as he touched it he turned. It turns out the old lady was a humanoid.

Fragment
In Eastenders, Lauren was naked and so was her mother Tanya but she was covering up. Lauren was spraying stuff onto Tanya. Then Ian Beale came in with a sick and I mean SICK-looking grin on his face and started spraying the stuff on Lauren.

Side Notes
It was a mix between a dream and a nightmare. I think it would make a good film, if you could stretch out the plot. Or a book, I'd buy it.

I'm leaving school with H, and we're running around with our arms spread out making airplane noises. Just acting as dumb as we want to be. This school is just huge...it's more than the regular mash up of all the schools I've gone to. It's also comprised of random buildings like from malls and airports.

Anyways...she leaves, and this other girl sneaks up behind me and kisses me on the cheek. I called them ninja kisses in my dream. She has red curly hair, pale skin, light acne, and nothing really stands out with her. But apparently she's my girlfriend. We went down three escalators and she put her shoes on one that was heading up, and I was expecting for her to say she lost them when we got to the bottom. She asked a security guard for a new book, and it looked like a bible. I told her "why didn't you just nab one from a hotel or something"? She handed it too me, and I noticed it was a religious book, but it talked about theism. I guess it just had that look on purpose. I remember seeing "Kali" in it. (The name Kali comes from kāla, which means black, time, death, lord of death, Shiva. According to wikipedia)

Anyways...there were a bunch of people trying to tell me that I shouldn't date this girl because of her looks, but I was ignoring them. I think there was one guy who actually supported what I was doing. Anyways...we just spent the rest of the dream leaving that labyrinth of a place.

Non-Lucid Part

It's a little blurry, but I remember stealing something from a slightly cluttered store. All of a sudden, a bunch of police officers were trying to beat me with sticks, so I stole a machete and started cutting them up.
Ah, I don't have anything against police officers in real life, but I am much less...reserved...in my dreams.
They were starting to alarm me in the same way I get alarmed when I'm playing a racing video game and the other racer is about a second behind me and the finish line is approximately thirty feet away. As I pushed over a rack of clothes on some other cops, I suddenly became lucid.

Lucid Part

Suddenly feeling stupid, I looked around and saw that various customers were laughing or smirking at me. So, I cut off their heads in a vengeance. Once again, I assure you that I would not behave so heinously in real life.
I walked up to a pretty cashier, who was also grinning at me. This also pissed me off, and I slit her throat and cut off her right hand.
....
Right, so anyways...She continues to smirk and now I'm interested. I will never forget this woman. She had pale blue eyes and fair white skin with a pink tinge to it. Prettiest of all was the creamy blonde hair tied up in a ponytail. Seeing me eye her hair, the cashier put on a brown cap.
"Why did you...Arrgh...Well, it will displease you when I tell you you're not real and this is a dream!"
She smirked and I noticed that her hand was back in place and the neck wound was beginning to heal.
"Are we? Are we really in a dream,"she said with that same annoying smirk and heavy sarcasm in her voice.
I gazed long and hard at her and replied in a flat tone,"Yeah, we are."
She didn't respond to that and she didn't need to. I knew that she knew it was all a dream and that she was only making fun of me. I didn't bother to do any reality checks--not that I ever have to, given my personality--and decided to talk to this rather interesting DC.
"Um, sorry about that..."
She looked at me with false innocence.
"The cuts, moron."
"The cuts are healed, as you can see."
She held up her hand and pointed to her neck. I briefly thought it was good, because it meant the others had healed as well. My thoughts were interrupted as the woman exclaimed,"It wouldn't matter anyways, since you were the one who wanted the wounds on all of us healed. Ah, you and your odd way of looking at things."
She looked at me with a fierce intensity.
"You know what we are."
I returned her fierce gaze, and was about to respond, but she cut me off with a wave of her fully healed hand. The sarcastic smirk back on her face, she asked if there was anything I needed.
"Uh, yes. Take off that ugly hat. Your hair is too pretty to be kept up in that."
"Not after the commotion you caused."

The next thing I know, I'm with two of my three younger siblings and I'm cussing like a sailor.
It all involves the cashier, but I get over it really quickly. I glance at the television with delight.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! I can complete my most important dream goal!"
I turn to my brother and sister and exclaim," We're gonna see if Spongebob is on, kids!"
I turn on the set and faintly realize that I have cable in my dreams. I flip through the channels and I am more and more irritated.
Would you like to know what on?
Nothing but American football games and jewelry infomercials. Though, I must admit that I was pleased that my favorite team was winning on one of the channels.
Finally, I get to a channel that is talking about a new episode of Spongebob involving Mr. Krabs. I clench my fist in triumph and turn around to give Katie and Ross the good news.
"We're watching Spongebob and I don't care that I'm too old for it!"
I turned around and...
...I woke up.
Oh, believe me. I was not happy.

I remember my brother being there. I was at some event, and most of us were just getting there. I was explaining to him why I had to go back for something. Everything else I knew about this dream is already forgotten.

So.. the other day I posted something on here about not having enough motivation to practice dream recall or do anything that would help me start having LDs again. I guess just thinking about that was all I needed to have one again! Unfortunaly, I remember almost nothing of it because it was in the middle of the night.

There were people chasing me, it was really frightening. I got out my phone and dialed 911 and told them people were after me. This made me realize that every time I call 911 I'm always dreaming, so I must be having a lucid dream now! But I didn't really want to do anything but see where the dream would take me so I just kept playing along with it.

I was outside in this crowded town full of mostly people I didn't know, along with a few people from my old high school. Many people gathered around a circle to play a game in which they would run around and tag each other and the last one left standing was the winner. Everyone was gathered around watching as they finished up the first round. Then the people running it asked it anyone else wanted to join. My hand was the first to shoot up. Although I was nervous, I thought why not? I don't know most of these people, so it could be fun! My friend sitting next to me cheered me on, along with some other people I didn't even know and they let me join the circle. Then I noticed a few people from my high school and was sad because I never wanted to see those certain people again, but decided it would still be fun. I was placed behind a girl who looked like a slow runner, so I was sure I could catch her, but placed in front of a guy from back in high school. The announcer counted down 3.. 2.. 1... go! Everyone started running around trying to tag one another. I thought it would be a nice friendly game, but then everyone started attacking me and kicking me! I didn't know what was going on and why they were doing this, but I couldn't escape. No one tried to stop them as they beat me up. Everything turned red and then I was outside my body watching it happed. They "killed" me and the next thing I remember was looking at a facebook page of my picture next to 3 other dead people titled "RIP" and my friend's status: Everyone I know is dying! I found this really odd because obviously I was still alive! And I was still out in the open. I went to tell people I was still alive but then I arrived at this snow hill with my grandpa, another dream starting up. There were crowds of people on each side of the hill selling things and me and my grandpa were walking up and down, checking everything out. As we were heading back to our car to leave, I woke up.

12/17/11

NON-LUCID

Dream 1:

I’m in an area where there are a decent amount of stairs to go up and down to. There was this old man who this really hot blonde was following.

She was trying to not to show her breasts by cupping her hands with a bra that had a broken strap I believe. And she was in a white (possibly silver but it's close enough) playboy bunny suit with black rabbit ears with white inside.




She started to blush when she looked at me I think, and all I could do is just watch this beauty go downstairs with this old man and a few guards.


I tried to knock one of them out, but I felt too afraid to do so, since the last time I tried to knock someone out in a dream, they weren’t affected.

While she is being guided by the old guy, I think I go into a different dream scenario, but I can’t remember it clearly. But when I got out of it, I saw the same blonde again going upstairs.



(You know how when you go upstairs or downstairs, there’s a small piece of flat surface you walk on to turn and go to the other level? Yeah it was like that)

I was on the floor where the bottom and top stairs connected. I see the girl come up and she’s blushing again, but I don’t really focus too much on it (which I should have since blondes make themselves stand out to me as a dream sign).

That’s all I can recall for that dream.

Dream 2:

I was in a football game…..



(I NEVER WENT TO A HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL GAME)….I don’t know what team I’m rooting for, but I assume it’s Cypress Lakes High School or maybe some other school because my side was wearing green outfits.

I don’t know what I was doing here, all I did was walk around the bleachers on the bottom area and look at random DCs. But then I started to see people in military outfits for some odd reason.



Anyway, as I get out of the bleachers, there was a long table that was positioned horizontally, and a few DCs were sitting near it. I see my friend James and was talking to him about something. And the DC to the right of me was this blonde guy who looks like a guy I had for a class.

He was asking a teacher if he could go to his music class, and the teacher wasn’t convinced of this person, she thought he was lying. But when he showed a sheet from a folder, I looked at it quickly and saw an assignment he didn’t finish that had music-related information on it.

So I told the teacher that he wasn’t lying, and showed her the paper myself, and she finally agreed to let him go. I think the DC was like “Thanks Dude” but I couldn’t remember.

But then the teacher started to praise me for helping the person out, and she gave me a light yellow-ish Lifesaver candy as a reward. I take it and thank her for it and sit back down. For some reason I wanted to give the Lifesaver …



(OOOOOOOOOOh now I get it…Lifesaver, helping the guy get to his music class on time…haha…clever subconscious…clever…)

Anyway, yeah, I decide to give the Lifesaver candy to my friend James. He asked me “Are you Sure?” and I replied “Yeah, I have an extra one anyway.” When I looked for the extra one, it seemed to be crushed, but I didn’t make a big deal out of it.

Dream 3:

I’m more of a spectator throughout this whole dream. I’m in the desert sector in Code Lyoko, and I’m watching Ulrich mainly trying to destroy some random and tough monsters completely abstract from the main ones.



No matter how much he tried, he had to dodge constantly to prevent a fast de-virtualization.

Then a person who looks like a Black guy in a heavy black armor that looked pretty bad-ass comes to the rescue and does Ulrich’s “Super Sprint” and charges after the fairly huge monster and splits it into two with ease.



The guy’s outfit had a mix of Naked Snake’s alternative outfit in Metal Gear Solid 3 and the rest looked like parts of a knight outfit.



So this guy started to help Ulrich out on more monsters coming their way. There was this monster that stuck itself to the edge of a surface and had been shaped like it was supposed to be a wall. It had a Xana logo on the bottom of its body in front, which was its weakness to kill it.




But it was protective of it, and I think it shot a part of its body (can’t remember what specifically) at Ulrich and the Mysterious dude in Black. (He looked like the black guy in the tennis team I was part of in Cypress Lakes High School)

Both Ulrich and the other guy dodged it easily with Super Sprint, and I can’t remember who made the final stab on the monster, but it was pretty tense seeing this fight because it seemed that if either of them were hit, it would be a one-hit KO to de-virtualization.

After that is settled, I think I’m in the room where the Supercomputer is. (I’m still having a dream relating to Code Lyoko)



Jeremy was waiting for the tower to be deactivated, but where were a bunch of bees that looked like Beedrills from Pokémon inside of the room trying to attack us. And by a lot, I mean A LOT to start shitting bricks on.

X 20+

While I’m trying to dodge them, I can hear the music when Aelita is going to deactivate the tower. (Video below, and it happened to be in the desert sector too so bonus for me )



(This is a bit random, but I just realized how I freaking hate when Aelita does the back flip when EVERYONE IS THIS CLOSE FROM FREAKING DYING IN THE REAL WORLD!!@$!%!%)



I see Jeremy is being occupied trying to avoid the Beedrill looking hybrids, so I dashed towards the Supercomputer when Aelita deactivated the tower (I didn’t look to see if she did, I just FELT like she entered the Code for a trip to the past).



But before I pressed the Enter Key on the supercomputer, I see a big white light growing at an exponential rate. So I assumed we were going back to the past before we got owned by Beedrills, but I still managed to press it anyway.



That’s all I remember.

In waking life I've been sick with nasal and chest congestion and a sore throat. This led me to dream that I was in a hospital room as a bystander during something that had doctors and nurses together in a room.

I had a "What is this shit in my mouth, and when I get it out, why does more manifest?" dream. I was spitting in a sink in the hospital room trying to get this nasty, stringy crap out of my mouth. It was all between my lips/cheeks and teeth like cotton from the dentist's office, or dip in the lip of a red-neck.

I didn't want the doctor's to think I was going to throw up, so naturally the doctor said, "If your going to throw up..." I don't remember if he said "...go ahead and do it" or "don't do it there" or what, but he knew something was up.

I wasn't going to throw up, but I did take my fingers and start pulling the crap out of my mouth. I never saw it, but the junk in my mouth was red and looked stringy like muscle or something. Blah!

Finally, my dream changed to where I was looking at a tilting table with a piece of paper like from a straw. At the top, it was a little wider and ovular. It was kind of like straws that some restaurants used to have with a tiny spoon at the end, but it was all paper.

It was poorly taped to the tilted table, and by dream logic, it was Neo from The Matrix born prematurely.
I fixed the tape job because he was about to slide off the table.

DJ Log: December 16, 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am driving my truck down a small single-lane country road. As a couple of cars approach from the opposite direction, I hold my lane position and flash my headlights. Both cars quickly get out of the way. I arrive at a small house and park my truck beside the garage. A guy walks out of the house and points to a Toyota Camry sitting in the driveway and says, “That's the one.” It's a light tan, late 90's Camry with over-sized tires on it. I look in the window and see that the floor and seats are full of junk. He starts to move all of the stuff and I return to my truck to grab my backpack.

A lady approaches in another Toyota Camry and parks out along the road. She gets out and walks up to me, saying, “This one is 13 years old, so we bought this new one to replace it. It works well, but it's just old.” I reply, “That's not too old. It's just broke in.” She hands me the keys and walks into the house. I open the door of the car, but now there are no seats. The driver side has cushions on the floor and the center console is taking up half of the seating space. I go over to the passenger side and can actually fit in there. The car starts right up and I drive off.

As I'm driving down the single-lane dirt road, it is a struggle to figure out which gear the manual transmission should be in. It has a huge shifter like a road tractor which has entirely too many gear selections on it. As I drive along, constantly fighting with the shifter, I finally give up and pull over. I unfold a bicycle from my backpack and ride off, abandoning the car.

DJ Log: December 16, 2011 – 4:30AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am sitting in front of my computer, logged into both DV chat and Tinychat. The text on DV chat is moving along so fast that I can't read any of it. On Tinychat, everybody's camera is upside-down. I adjust my camera, but as soon as I start to turn it, the image flips upside down again. Eventually, I give up and just settle for the upside-down video.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a dark restaurant. The restaurant had a lot of small, black, two-person tables in the main area. I sat at a table there. Off to my left there were some bigger booth tables. Multicolored neon lights seemed to reflect off many of the dark surfaces in the bar.

The two-person seating area was pretty full. A business man sat next to me, at the table to my right. He may have been Asian American, maybe in his late thirties or early forties. He wore square glasses and a kind of plain suit. He had a gentle, easygoing, but mature-sounding voice.

The man asked me why I had left my previous job. I began to list off a whole bunch of complaints about my former boss. The complaints just got worse and worse, and I just got more and more agitated as I listed them. I think the main complaint was that my boss wanted me out of the office, and that he just neglected me and tortured me until I left.

I now noticed that my boss was sitting up in one of the booths off to my left. Red, white, and green light was playing off his face, like a rotating neon sign (or a barber shop pole) was shining on him.

My boss was sliding a grey iPad back into a case. It was almost like the iPad was the thickness of a VCR cassette and that the iPad case was like a VCR cassette sleeve.

I could tell that my boss had heard everything I'd said about him. I was a little ashamed of myself for having spoken bad about him. But I was also glad that he'd heard it. I hoped that it would sink in somehow, and that he'd feel bad.

But I also felt bad for complaining. The business man may have been thinking about hiring me. Now that I'd complained so much, maybe he just thought I wouldn't be a good employee.

My boss was now standing just beside me, on my left. He said, "Hey, I need to talk to you for a second."

I stood up with him and walked toward the center of the restaurant. There was a wide pillar there, around which was a chest-high counter that had a bunch of computer screens (maybe cash registers?) on it. My boss stopped there and spoke to me.

He said "You know, I've been getting the feeling lately that you think I didn't treat you right while you were working for me. And that's just not true. I have a feeling you've been telling people stuff like that. And I really don't want you to."

The way he was saying all this made it sound like he had just come to these conclusions all by himself -- like he hadn't heard me speaking at all just now, and the idea had just popped into his head. I knew he was just trying to impress me by making himself sound insightful enough to guess my moves. But I'd seen him listening to my conversation.

I told my boss, "I saw you sitting there, listening to everything I said! I knew you were there, and that's why I said it! I'm not sorry I said it! You treated me like garbage while I was there!"

(EDIT: I forgot to say that there was also some point where I was even making fun of my boss' voice, doing some kind of high-pitched, flat squealing, with a sheep-like, bleating rhythm. I may have been standing or crouching over my boss while he was laying on the ground. I may even have had his left (?) arm pinned to the ground.)

I was now standing out near the dugout of a baseball field in a park. I was with my boss momentarily, still yelling at him. But my boss eventually changed into my old friend R.

We were actually standing with a group of people, maybe twelve or fifteen of us, all straggled out along a fence that went along from third base to home plate. R and I were standing just beyond third base. At this point, the fence was separated from the diamond by about twenty meters of lawn, and it went up a small slope.

I knew that I had been yelling at R just like I had been yelling at my old boss. But suddenly I felt like R was in control of something in my life. I didn't like R very much, but I felt like I should apologize to him and be nice to him, so that he would stop controlling whatever it was he was controlling in my life, and make things okay for me again.

There had been a little bit of a game going on on the ball field, a game between two semi-competitive teams, maybe teams of little kids. But now the kids were all just milling around the field, clearing off the field.

There was some sort of ceremony that was now being held on home plate. A kind of tall, kind of fat, bald man in a grey suit, white shirt, and reddish tie was presenting somebody to give a speech. The person was another old friend of mine, E.

I only heard one particular phrase from E's speech. I can't remember what it was. But it struck me as attempting to be "folksy," something that would be understood by and sympathized with by all the "common people" around him.

I was kind of sickened by this. When I'd first met E, he was a kind of intellectual guy. He struck me as being a genuinely good person. But the older he got, the more he enjoyed cheating and taunting people. But he still tried to carry off the act of being a good guy. By now, it was all just a horrible charade to anybody who knew him. And his speech was an awful example of it.

Nevertheless, when E finished his speech, I went after him, to go talk to him. I figured that since he'd done something important like give a speech, and be introduced by a man in a suit, that he might be an important guy now. He might be able to help me out in my own difficulties.

E walked over toward the fence, toward a section closer to home plate. I hurried down toward him. I may have reached him and started talking to him, in a really shameful kiss-up kind of way.

Dream #2

I was in some place like a house or a mansion. I was in what looked like a big living room. But I may have been sitting on the left edge of a bed. The room was all made of dark wood. There were no lights on. But a lot of natural light was coming through a doorway, probably a wide doorway into a bathroom.

The bed didn't have any blankets on it, just a white sheet around the mattress and a white sheet over that. The bed may actually have been a hide-a-bed, the kind that pulls out from under the cushions of a couch.

Just off to my right, a guy stood talking. It was as if he were in a commercial, or in some kind of "special features" style mini-documentary for a movie. He, and everything around him, had a gauzy haze, like I was already watching the documentary, and the view from the camera lens, which was in some kind of soft focus.

The guy was some famous director. He looked like he was from the late 1970s or early 1980s. He was kind of skinny, with hair down just below his shoulders. He wore roundish, black-rimmed glasses and some kind of nerdy-looking suit.

The director had a kind of high, but full voice, so everything he said sounded a little pompous, and a little more like singing than talking.

The director was talking about his future plans. But he didn't really seem to have any. He may have mentioned that he'd done a lot of work already, and that he now planned to just spend time with his family, to re-charge a little.

The director said that the thing that ruined a lot of creative people nowadays was letting themselves get too overrun by taking on too many tasks. Their work was cheapened, and the artists would get burnt out. The director said that he was going to try not to let this happen to him.

I stood up and walked toward the bathroom, still hearing the director, as if he were speaking directly into my head. The director may have started talking about the French filmmaker Francois Truffaut's career as an example of burning out. I may have seen some black and white photos of Truffaut, intercut with solid views of lavender color.

I now stood in the bathroom, looking down into the bathtub. I was thinking of taking a shower. But there was a little reddish dirt or grime ringing the side of the tub and dusting up the floor of it.

I was kind of grossed out by this. I wondered how a bathtub could be so poorly taken care of in such a rich house as this. I may have thought I'd clean the tub. But I also may have thought that I just wouldn't take a shower.

Dream #3

I was in a house with my sister. I was in the living room, and my sister was in the kitchen. Both rooms were small, so even though we were in two rooms, it felt like we were hanging out together. The living room had no lights on, but light came into it through the kitchen.

I had been sitting on the couch, probably watching a movie on a TV that stood on an entertainment center just off to my left. But now I stood up and walked into the kitchen. My sister was sitting at the kitchen table, doing something -- maybe writing, or coloring in a coloring book, or doing something on her phone.

At some point my sister may have turned into a blonde girl I knew in high school, though she may have been college-aged.

I told my sister that I was going to take a shower. She said okay. But she then mumbled something about the university I'd attended. I didn't understand what my sister had said. So I asked her to say it again. Again my sister just quickly mumbled something about the university I'd attended.

It was like my sister was giving me news about the university. But it was more like she was sharing her reactions to the news with me. She already expected me to know what the news was. And if I didn't know the news, she would just figure I was pretty stupid.

This was even more the case -- at least in my mind -- because my sister had been told the news by a man that she was attracted to.

This man was maybe ten years older than I. He was big and strong and probably involved in business in some way or another. If this man could outdo me with his knowledge, through my sister, my sister -- I thought -- would feel like she didn't need to respect me, or even treat me nicely, anymore.

So after I'd determined that my sister had really mentioned something about news regarding the university I'd attended, I just said something really non-committal, like, "Yeah, it's pretty crazy, right? I can't believe it," and then walked to the shower.

I walked down the dim hallway and into the dark bathroom. I didn't turn any lights on. I closed the door. I must have stripped out of my clothes, too. I now figured I would look at my phone, try to get whatever news I could about my old university, and, while I was showering, think up some responses to give my sister.

When I turned on the news, though, I found a web page that said that the house of famous actress Barbara Steele had caught fire. Apparently Barbara Steele (an actress famous for her roles in Federico Fellini's 8 1/2 and David Cronenberg's Shivers) nowadays lived in my old university town.

The news article showed a picture of Steele's house. But the photo was from the roof of the house. The roof, actually, took up almost all the photo. And the main focus of the photo seemed to be a small array of solar panels that now seemed to be sinking down through the roof.

There may also have been snow on the roof, and there were a few men on the roof, apparently in the middle of putting out the fire. The house seemed like it was just a regular, suburban house in a regular, suburban neighborhood, not a big mansion one would expect a movie star to live in.

The news article said that Barbara Steele had been in the fire, and that she'd been rushed to the hospital. It seemed to imply that she'd died. But I couldn't really determine whether that was true.

I figured this must have been the article my sister had been talking about. My sister would know how much I loved Barbara Steele. So she probably would have wanted to discuss with me any news she'd heard about her. I started thinking of responses to give my sister about the article.

But now I could hear (and maybe even see, in my mind's eye) my sister and the older man talking with each other. My sister was telling the older man that I seeemed to be going through some sort of difficulty. My sister even seemed to imply that I'd lost or was lacking something, as if the older man might help me get a replacement.

I was a little upset that my sister had told the man all of this, especially since my sister and the older man already seemed to be planning with each other how they could make me feel less intelligent than they were.

But I was also relieved. I knew I was missing something. And maybe the man could help me find it. I figured that once I got out of the shower I'd approach the man very humbly and ask him to help me.

But now I saw a strange image. It was a cartoon, or a comic book. A little girl had knocked on a door (her own front door?). A man, maybe the girl's dad, had answered the door. The man let his wife know that the girl was at the door.

But something about what the man said made me realize that the man and girl were going to have sex. They had probably already had sex in the past. It was like the man and the little girl were in love with each other.

i remember girls and stuff like i was runnign somehting and i found an old friend from cyprus then we sleep hypnotize or something in a basketball outdoor hall something like that.

but the weirdest was..



i was sleeping and the window closed so it was dark inside the room
and i woke up and i was searching my socks ! ... but i though i was dreaming.. and i was searching searching then i looked the room again more focusly and i saw that i woke up and i had my socks off.. i was like wtf.. my room was m oving ;D i think i had kind of headache..


thatsa ll

Lucid Fragment
I became lucid after more or less chaining some dreams together. I did a hadouken and a shoryuken on some guy. I remember the hadouken blowing him away but I don't think I connected with the shoryuken that well. Or maybe I did. This was a dream goal so not bad.

Dream
I'm with two people, one about the same age as me and the other is a small child(I think they were a girl). I was in the future the landscape was almost Tron-like a definite mix between Legacy and the original.

I'm Batman Beyond aswell, but I'm trying to keep undercover. I save the girl from some woman and her crony, she was old and her henchman was a big brute. Like Ma Mayhem from the Batman Beyond episode "The Egg Baby".

At one point I nearly blew my cover because of the way Batman punched and I said that "I've seen that before". My other friend there said "How? He hasn't been here before."
To which I replied "I've seen it on the show" demolishing the 4th wall.

I ran with the two people to a squash court and then finished the lady and her guy. I think, probably anyway.
I also remember seeing Terry McGuiness doing poses in his Batman costume.

Colour Legenda:
Setting| Technique used | Dream (lv1) | Dream (lv2) | Lucid Dream | Notes
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Dream 1: 1.18 AM
I'm at a bakery with Kelly, when she goes outside to wait for G. I go see what's up and by the time i go back in, there's a huuuge cueue. I get annoyed at her for wasting our place in the cueue, but she's pleading that G is worth it, so i just shrug and wait with her, forgetting the bakery altogether.

Dream 2: 1.18 AM
I'm working somewhere, i go to the canteen for lunch (the corridor leading to it has a slope, lol) but it's empty, with lots of ppl outside i don't know. Apparently there’s going to be a meeting in the canteen, so i go look for food elsewhere and get lost on my way back to the office.

Dream 3: 3.12 AM
I'm in Leuven (university city), going to the market, but half the city is destroyed. When I do reach the market, I see some friends of mine (S and a person I can't identify). S tells me about his latest Japan-related project, and then we go talk privately about what had only just happened to me. My hair is wet and sticking up Wolverine style.
That's the umpteenth time I dream of Leuven, so I guess it's a dream sign of mine!! Also, it's the second time I dream about the market in Leuven. There is one IRL that I used to go to before Friday class. It seems to be linked to my desire to get a hamser. The first time I dreamt of it was when I first started looking for a hamster IRL, and yesterday the pet store called me to say their couple had bred healthy cubs that could be separated from their mums on Saturday. And again, I dream of that market in Leuven. Weird!

Dream 4: 3.12 AM
I see a black woman bent over, while her husband (also black) is circling her, touching her with his penis. Eventually she screams "PIKACHUUUU" and he finally gets to actually fuck her. Apparently they're in a game show. Awards are being handed out. She's now wearing 150cm tall high heels & she's singing.
..this may have had to do with blues/jazz being on the radio. I sleep with music.

Dream 5: 6.28
I'm checking something out, about two guys. One of them (the one I find most attractive of the two) is suddenly behind me. He's tall and has long blonde hair. After we talk for a bit, a girl shows up and gets all flirty with him, so I kinda back off a bit to give them some privacy, assuming she's his girlfriend. Suddenly she gets all cold on him, and I feel sorry so I give him a warm hug. As I squeeze him, his hand lowers down my back, he gropes my bum and we kiss..
OMG DOMINIQ!!!!!!!!! Where've you BEEN all this time!?
Ahem. Dominiq is a sporadically recurring Dream Character, first appeared about 5 years ago as my lover. This is my 4th dream about him! FINALLY OMG I MISSED YOU!! (TwT)

Dream 6: 6.28
I'm with Gwen and Vicky, hiding from a Geisha. They hide under the stairs, but I don't fit so I run up the stairs and hide inside the Geisha's bedroom, in some storage room. It feels like I'm in a film, acting. The Geisha comes into the room, looks at the storage room (as scripted), and goes away again. I escape and rejoin my classmates in the balcony of a theater. It hadn't occurred to me how quiet it was, until everyone suddenly turns round and laughs at me, talking about something I did where I got caught. I just laugh with them.
..this is just weird shiz XD I reckong it may, again, have to do with the radio. Applause being translated into the dream as "people suddenly talking loudly".

After writing that down, I had 2 more minutes before my alarm went off, and guess what. I go into SP >_<. No. Time. Left. For. LD!!