non-lucid

Today's dream:

I was at Marie's old house. I was talking to a little girl. She showed me a raccoon that they had found. I went to get my camera, but before I could get a picture she had let the raccoon go. I was disappointed. But then I saw that the raccoon was still on the porch. In fact, I saw that the raccoon had babies. They were falling out of a crack in the wall.

I think there was a problem so I picked them up and put them in my purse. I then saw that I had my pet mouse in my purse too. I was a little nervous. I didn't want it to get out and lost.

[There is a big gap in the dream that I don't remember.]

I was then with Jeff on a small boat coming into Los Angeles. There had been a big flood. We heard on the news that people had been calling this the "end of the world." At first I thought they were overreacting. Then I looked and realized just how bad it was. The water went all the way up to the downtown area. The large buildings were all abandoned and some were leaning or floating in the water. Los Angeles was almost entirely destroyed. Of course this was "end of the world" stuff!

At some point I got off the boat I was on and swam into a building. I saw a guy there taking care of an animal. I went closer. "Is that a ferret? " I asked. "Yes", and he told me how he had been taking care of it since it was the only living thing left that he knew of. I then pulled my purse out and told him that I had raccoons. But I wasn't sure how they had done because I had been in the water and I hadn't checked on them for so long. As we talked our voices had an odd surreal quality to them. I wondered if this was how all survivors of the "end of the world" sounded.

Here is a dream from yesterday that I forgot to write:

I was being chased by a cobra. I wasn't getting ahead. So I finally turned around and tried to step right on its head. I noticed that I was wearing shorts and sandals. I ended up getting the toe of my sandal to land on its neck about 3-4 inches from its black head. That pinned the snake down, but it was still trying to reach its head around so it could bite my toes.

I knew I had to kill it. I pressed down harder with the end on my sandal. I could now hear bones crunch. It grossed me out, but I knew if I didn't do this that I would be bitten and probably die. So I kept stepping down harder and rolled my foot up closer to the head. The more bones I crunched the easier it was to roll the end of my sandal to the head. Finally I had crushed the entire head area of the snake. It was flat and lifeless. Slowly I took my foot off the snake.

It was at that point I remembered what people said about rattlesnakes biting you with their cut off heads. It didn't matter if the head was dead--they could still attack! And at that thought I saw the cobra get up again and start to chase me. Something weird happened at this point but I can no longer remember it. The cobra might have turned into a person I knew. I think I just woke up after that.

This is amazing that I can recall this much but I can remember chunks of 3 dreams I just had.

The first
I'm at my Aunt's house and I remember it started upstairs, me and some other people playing playstation 3. We come downstairs and my Aunt keeps asking what we were doing, I swear to her we were just playing PS3 but she keeps saying "are you sure?" as if we were doing something else and trying to cover it up. I mention we were playing MGS4 kind of in an aggravated tone, because that is all we were doing.
I also remember there were these 2 asian girls there and I was showing them how to play poker and stuff. I remember one part where one of the girls is playing online and she flops a set(3 of a kind) I tell her just to check but as I'm moving my finger to the mouse she tries to click comething and we accidentally hit fold. She gets very sad and I give her a hug, I tell her next time to just check and let someone else bet, then to raise as a trap. I also remember noticing she had a lot of the same music as me on her computer, one album in particular was Nine Inch Nails "Ghosts" and I remember thinking this must be a popular album in Japan for her to have it.
I remember a later part with one of them sitting on the couch doing something and my mom commenting "she's just a kid" and I say, something like "She's Japanese, girls in Japan do things you wouldn't believe at her age." She wasn't quite a kid though I think she was probably around 18 based on the dream.
I also remember this being a really nice fancy house with a full bar in one corner. I remember thinking to offer the girls a drink, and remember seeing Oban 14 Year old (single malt scotch whisky) on the counter. Probably no relevance other than I want to try this whisky and haven't had a chance yet, and it's also known for being expensive, perhaps overpriced.

The Second
I'm in a different house with my mom and sister this time. I remember two dogs and one came over and put his head in my lap, then another would come for a while and do the same. This made the first dog(my real dog) jealous and he comes over and butts out the other dog and lays down his head in my lap. I mention this to my sister and pat the dog.

Then I remember my mom talking to some people and telling them I don't have job. I walk over and say "I'm actually a professional poker player, nice to meet you." and shake the first guys hand. When I turn to shake the other guy's hand(a black guy) I realize my hand is bandaged for some reason. 3 fingers are bandaged and something is tying them all together which makes it difficult to maneuver the hand. So I reach out to shake his hand and he gives me a weird look upon seeing my hand at first. Strangely enough, when he reaches out to shake my hand he only has a thumb and a blackened stump(like it was burned or something). First he can't reach because the arm is shorter, and I don't think he had a palm. So I reach out and grasp his stump and shake it.

The third
This may have been in the same house, but it was in the backyard outdoors in a two-story deck type thing. We are on the top floor playing volleyball(with kickballs) with the people on the bottom floor. I remember one of my friends being "tagged out" or something because of something I did, and I apologize to him, and step out from behind the sliding door and take his place on the deck promising to do a good job. Before I was only occasionally hitting balls from behind the door. I miss my first few but then remember in gym class my teacher taught us how to hit a volleyball and I use this technique and manage to hit the next few. Finally, I remember being downstairs and seeing Michael Jordan playing with us. Someone throws a basketball out and Jordan says something about basketball and how it was a coincidence that someone threw that out while he was there. Then someone knocks the basketball away and someone throws out another one. I mention to Jordan how this was "on purpose" and he says the first wasn't, but the second one probably was.
Thats it for this dream.

I remember something from an earlier dream too with Michael J. Fox and I was commenting how short he was. I said he was like 5'3 or something, but he was actually in the dream talking to me.

I'm glad to see my dream recall is improving, probably because I woke up 15 minutes before the alarm clock was supposed to ring and had time to think about it.

Before bed last night I decided I would chug some apple juice, a know vividity supplement. I only remember one dream from last night but if my perception of time in the the dream was accurate it lasted about an hour. I was in the game Mass Effect 2 and we had crashed on a cold and snowy planet, I was guided by a rugged man in his late 50's. We found a crashed spaceship and decided to explore it. It was drafty in the inside, the first room we entered was large and done shaped. In the midlle of the room was a large engine. My guide said that this was an older engine model and the energy waves that it put out temporarily altered human brain waves (it was an alien vessel). He said the effects of the enigine where not harmfull at all, they were in fact enlightening. The different engine settings (I believe there were five) each brought you to a higher level of conscious existence. With each change of the motor came a new emotion along with other sensory input that can't be put into words. By the 5th cycle I was in a complete sensory overload yet I had complete inner peace. A bright light filled my field of vision and I was transported to the door of a warehouse where a gun battle was under way. I watched as the battle ensued until I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a river in a canyon, surrounded by rock walls. The sky was grey. I want to say I was in Oregon. The water was pretty shallow, but it was moving pretty fast; some of it looked like white waters. There was a girl with me, and there were other people around as well.

I remember also telling someone that I had Gyrados (a Pokemon) at home. I was worried about moving to a top floor apartment because the water that he required would leak through the floor. Weird.

I got into the river. I felt the water rush around me; I was about waist deep. I was going to climb over one of the rock walls to the other side of the river. This girl that was with me was being so annoying. She kept telling me everything to do, what I was doing wrong, etc. It was really pissing me off.

I got to the wall and started to climb. The rocks were damp, dark grey, and mossy. I wasn’t afraid of the climb at all, surprisingly. In fact, I discovered that I loved to climb, and it came to me very easily.

I got to the top, and the girl was still being annoying. I can’t remember what I did; in all honesty, I think I just ignored her, or maybe I told her to be quiet. Anyway, I climbed to the bottom the same way I did the top. I got in the water, which was rushing very fast; the current was extremely strong.

I got in anyway. The water was a little deeper on this side of the wall. I saw other people in it, families even, who were not getting swept away because they were on the outskirts of the river in the more shallow parts. I started to get carried away, but I saved myself before I got swept too far. I fought the current and made it back to the wall.

~

I was at my house, in my room. The lights weren’t on in my room, and it was grey outside. I think Leslie was there with me. I had all these pets...tons of cats and a dog. They were all kept in the playroom where I keep my cat in waking life.

I went out into the hallway, and there were 3 identical orange, fluffy cats there. All of their names were Ginger, except for one, who I called Ginger White (why I have no idea…the cat was all orange just like the others). One was in the middle of the hallway, the other right behind it and to the right, and the last by the door.

I went back in my room, and the phone rang. I answered it, and heard a small voice on the other end. I asked who it was, and they said
“Ginger White!”
“Oh! I couldn’t tell it was your voice!” I said back. I can’t remember what else was said specifically.

Weird. My cat called me.

I then went in the playroom. The dog in there was in the brown laundry basket beside the door to the game closet. He was a short haired small-medium sized dog with brown fur. He was jumping up and down, trying to get out of the basket, which also had some dirty laundry in it. I brought him some food and water.

Then, I went downstairs into the living room, and there was a mother cat in a cat bed with lots of kittens. The cat bed was sitting on the far end of the couch on the arm. They were so cute! Some of their ears were flat, like the Scottish Fold breed of cat. They were dark grey with black stripes.

I laid on my stomach on the couch and started taking pictures with my phone of the cats. I kept trying to zoom in and out, trying to get the best angle I could. Every picture I took was pretty good, but it wasn’t perfect like I wanted. The mother cat was being very good and looking at the camera every time I tried to snap a picture. I kept thinking about how photogenic she was.

I remember having completely random inconsistent dreams, and I vaguely remember Nomad's presence near the beginning of my sleep cycle, I was planning on meeting up with Nomad and creating a ton of portals with him, so I would call that a success. I just hope Nomad can confirm.

Near the end, I was watching anime shows on a projector screen with my mom and two girls I know, and just as I was waking up I remember seeing a youtube-like player, possibly showing images of the girl that I'm searching for in dreams.

Side note, I woke up at 4:20, but didn't realize it until 4:24.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID
I wake in the night and hear the mice squeaking. I make a hissing sound and see two of them escape under the bedroom door. In the dark I see a small figure huddled beside some wooden children’s blocks. It isn’t scared of me when I make more hissing sounds at it - staring at me, his body tensed up and low to the ground like a playful dog – and when I get out of bed and stamp on the floor, it runs closer to me and stops. It finally runs under the door after I push it back with the side of my foot, making sure not to hurt him, but I see more tiny little faces waiting for their chance to run back inside.
I pick up books, one by one, from the pile next to my bed and start blocking the space under the door. At the same time, however, the mice are undoing my work, pushing the books askew when I'm not looking after I’ve moved further along, continually returning to find gaps in my makeshift wall. One of the mice even drags away one of my favourite books, because I remember saying, “Nooo, not my Borges” and watch it take it down the stairs.

I remember being in this dark room with a huge couch/bed. We were going to watch a movie. Me and this one guy were on it, and all these girls came over and laid down right between us. Then there was sort of a mixed crowd on the other end of it. Sarcastically I said "we chose the worst seats in here huh".


Back in time
Then I'm at a store, it looks like a store you'll see in a 1970s strip mall. There are people lined up to get on these computers, and I noticed most people were waiting in the wrong line. I spotted one that was immediately available.

In that same store, I walked off into another room, and it had this bootleg version of "Back to the Future: The ride". I forgot my 3D glasses, but was able to get on right before it started. It took us to the 1970s, and I remember being on foot, and some crazy mexican mercenaries were out there. We was doing this all in order to stop this skater guy from drinking. Oh and at the end of it, we arrived in the future. It was an obvious gift shop that looked like a line of stores set in the future. We rode a conveyor belt as it took us where we wanted to go.

I remember something else from that too....Like it showed what his future would have turned out in both scenarios, and I remember all this crazy animation....swriling around. I think it was one of his music videos.


Broke down
I was driving, when my tire went out. Cop came up, and he was acting like he was going to help me. Started asking me random questions about it. I arrive at this house, and Charlie Sheen is there. I have a bath towel on, and I'm looking for a place to actually put some clothes on, but people are in every room.

Field of Dreams
I remember being in the field with my pops. There were fish in the ground. I decided to keep them there as fertilizer. I think we were arguing about something too.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was walking out on a street like in the neighborhood I lived in as a teenager. It was daytime. I was walking along one of the main roads. A lot of cars were zooming by to my left. To my right were the parking lots for shopping centers and gas stations.

There were a surprising number of people out walking on the street. I was in a hurry to get somewhere, and I was impatient with the people around me, as if they were blocking me.

A group of older, Chinese men walked up behind me. They were all speaking in Chinese. One of the men edged up really close to me and then passed me. The man's two or three friends were just about keeping pace with me. But the man himself was blasting ahead.

I thought that it would be weird of me if I let this guy pass me by so much, seeing how I'd been so annoyed at everybody I'd had to pass up just a few moments ago. So I tried to catch up with the man. But I couldn't. He'd already blasted away through some gas station and around a corner.

Now a white woman walked past me. She also passed me quite easily and headed around the corner to the right.

I was feeling pretty bad about myself. I'd thought I was a fast walker. But now people were constantly passing me.

I was now at the corner. I went straight and crossed the street, to a block with an enormous parking lot for a huge shopping center. I walked toward some small mound of lawn bordering the parking lot. I figured I'd just cross over the lawn and go into the parking lot.

But now the woman who'd passed me a couple moments ago was now crossing up and in front of me again, from the right. I thought she must have been waiting just around the corner, trying to get an idea of when I'd be passing, so she could sneak up on me and pass me again.

I was now sitting on an L-shaped couch with a couple of "friends," whom I don't recognize now. One was a woman, maybe in her late teens or early twenties. She sat directly to my right. To the woman's right, possibly on the other edge of the L-shaped couch, or maybe right in the corner, sat a young boy.

The woman and the boy had a backpack between them. The backpack was apparently mine. The woman and boy were joking about some girl who was attracted to me. I wasn't really attracted to her, and my woman "friend" knew it. So she teased me a lot about how much this girl liked me.

The woman now said something about, what if she took my backpack to the girl, so she could really show the girl what I was like? My clothes were in the backpack. And, by what she'd said, the woman meant that she was going to pull my clothes out of the backpack and show them to the girl.

The woman illustrated how she was going to do this by pulling some clothes out of the backpack. But a pair of my underwear, some black boxer briefs, popped right out, before everything else. The underwear had a big glob of semen, still wet, right on the inside and front, just below the waistband.

At first the woman seemed a bit disgusted by this. Then she thought of it only as a reason to tease me even more. She made fun of my personal hygiene, for just throwing a dirty pair of underwear in my backpack. She wondered what the girl who liked me would think of that.

I was now sitting in a car, in the backseat, on the driver's side. It was daytime. My mom sat in the front seat of the car. She seemed to have her seat moved back as far as possible. I felt pretty smashed in the backseat.

But somehow I felt comfortable. I was myself, as an adult. But back here, smashed into the seat, I felt comfortable, like I was a little kid all over again.

So the dream I had last night was a little weird, I remember it switching settings a lot. I was first at a friends house with some friends and this girl whom I had a fling with a couple years back. We talked everything was good then all of the sudden I was at a pool and swimming with a bunch of friends. I remember some other things but they are very hazy.

Slept: 2:34 a.m.
Method:
- Intention: "I will remember my dream"
- Alarm 4, 6.5, 7 (should be 4.5, 6, 7.5, but I forgot), which makes it 0630, 0800, 0930.

Dream:

~0630:

Moki. Village. (unreadable scribbles)

0803:

Silay. People. Running. Everything is jumbled. Trees. Caroling.

- The world was ending or being taken over by these evil beings. I switched perspective a couple times to different people. First I was in a room with a time bomb and a couple other people, we had some sort of plan we were supposed to carry out. But there was a false fire alarm, and they all ran out and left me locked inside. It was a small room high up in a castle with a table, a bit of other furniture, a rug, and one open window. The bomb had a bit over 2 minutes left.

I looked out the window and saw the ground far below. I was directly above the front door. There were people flying everywhere as well as colourful magic swirling around. I saw my mom on the ground and yelled to her. She didn't hear me, and I yelled again. She looked up. I asked her if I could drop the bomb right down outside the window, because there was no one directly below me and I would die soon otherwise. She said no. I was like "okay...I love you...?" She turned away without speaking.

I laid face down on the floor, figuring it would explode any second. I was debating with myself whether it would be better to lay very close to the bomb or as far away as I could. I ended up settling around the middle. I knew in the back of my mind that I would switch to another person's perspective once I died, but I was hoping it wouldn't hurt too much. After laying there for a bit it didn't do anything, so I kind of forced it with my mind. I imagined the timer counting down the last couple seconds, then it exploded. I was flung through the air, through the wall and outside. I wanted to die on impact so I sort of forced it again by imagining myself smashing into the ground really hard. I felt a crunch but it didn't hurt.

Then I found myself in a room in a house with 2 rows of folding chairs against one wall that was supposedly like a ghetto movie theatre. I was with a couple people, and knew we'd been brought together because we'd all been hurt badly by this evil guy and forced to get high which was bad for some reason. We might have also been toys. There was a sort of Toy Story theme going on with this section. Anyway, others kept coming to us that he hurt as well. A talking baby came in. We had to go to her room nearby for some reason, and on the way she was asking if we were actually bad. I said no. Her room was very pink and dimly lit. We sat on the floor for a while and I comforted her, then carried her back to the chair room. There was some sort of discussion about getting a good seat jokingly, and someone said all the seats were bad.


- I had something wrong with my stomach or something and had to get some kind of surgery. While I was under anaesthetic I had a weird dream (in the dream) then woke up kind of disoriented and it was done. I had to take it easy for a while because it was sore, and also it made me suddenly gain 25 pounds. I looked in the mirror, I was wearing a yellow tank top and PJ pants (same as I went to bed in) but was quite a bit bigger, more than 25lbs bigger I'd say. I still remember the feeling, it felt really odd since I've always been around the same size. I was unhappy and thought of the upcoming lolita meet.

I'm very happy today - I get to update my LD count to 6. It was very short and remembered it when I woke up from it, but didn't write it down, because I was trying to WILD for 3 hours and this LD happend in a micro sleep somewhere in a midle of my effort. Then I forgot about it and I just remembered it almost 4 hours later. Imagine my surprise and my happiness

I slept from 12:30 am till 6:10am, got up for an hour and went back to bed to WILD.

So I'm walking down this town. It's an older, european town, especially to church tower I can see in the distance. I'm walking on a street level, but I see the town as a big 3D map, kinda in an angle infront of me. Then I think to myself that I would see better from birds eye view and raise my arms like a superman and without any effort I take off at an angle and fly over this town at very comfortable, leisurly pace. When I get up there, the beauty of the towns strikes me and I'm telling myself "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming" and feel the excitement build. [realized I'm dreaming while flying]

Then I woke up and continued my effort to recreate yesterday's incredible morning with great WILD elements.

[I have been playing GTA and I have been dreaming GTA for almost every night, but can't recall any specifics, untill today - I had a family business - ambulance services]- this was before my WBTB.

After WBTB - I was on a pleasure boat ride, that looked more like a simple fishing boat for 3-4 people, when we noticed it's filling up with water. Nobody got worried, but we started to make "floaties" for kids from pieces of wood and string. Then we realized, they are heavy and took them off to be used more as a flotation device - the one you just grab onto. Suddenly the boat is bigger and I'm still inside, just now making my way out and as I do, I can feel the boat is tilting more and more. I'm not worried, I know I'll get out ok and no one else was left inside, so I don't feel bad.

I had another topless dream last night where I was not wearing a shirt but holding an armful of paper towels in front of me to cover myself. Yeah...if I would just remember to RC I would double the rate of my LDs.

I had some vampire dreams last night. My memory is bad. But I remember one guy who was a vampire liked me and wanted to have a relationship. He seemed to be a fairly nice guy, as far as vampires went. But I was the Slayer. The guy was so incredibly charming. But it was my duty to kill him. What to do....

Another dream....some guy on a broomstick was trying to attack me. But I was pretending that I thought he was my best friend. It seemed to throw him off. At the end of this dream I was flying around and laying on the celing of this indoor stadium place.

I had another vampire dream. It was the one where I was topless. I don't remember details, except there was another nice looking charming guy who was a vampire.

The first normal dream was with me participating in a running contest around a track, and it was pretty fun. I took first place.

In the second dream, me and my uncle were in a car, I was driving. We were on a road trip to Britain. It was a really cool dream, so many sights to see. Once we reached Britain I had to switch my car to the wrong side of the road, silly English laws. Soon after we ended up going to Iceland, and there we saw a sign "8km to Indonesia" so we went there. We passed great mountains and huge waterfalls.
In Indonesia, I saw a bar. We both went inside and I ordered a shot of whiskey and the "bar's special tart" which was a small pastry filled with whipped cream and berries. It cost 50€.
The bar's owner left and ran to a nearby hill, where he met up with some guerrillas who outfitted two cars with miniguns and rocket launchers. They came back together and told us that we were hostages.
The bar was at the edge of a lake. Two helicopters came flying towards us on the lake, they wanted to save us from the Indonesian guerrillas. The bartender said "Minigun #1, aim and fire!" One of the miniguns turned and started blasting the helicopters, I saw the co-pilot take a hit and die, and the helicopters also fired at the guerrillas. Both helicopters ended up crashing in the lake and one of the minigun jeeps was destroyed.
Then one of the guerrillas shouted, "Is that a P-51?" I looked at the sky and there was a P-51 fighting with a jet aircraft, it was really vivid too like the rest of the dream. They did loops and turns and scissors and barrel rolls trying to shoot eachother down, eventually the jet fighter (looked like a P-38 with jets instead of propellors) managed to shoot the P-51 as it stalled.
And I woke up.