non-lucid

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I'm relaxing in my living room with several of my friends. I've moved out of my old place and into a new one with four other guy friends of mine. One is very close to me, the other two are almost strangers. The place seemed to be getting very dirty and no one wanted to help clean it up. One of my roommates in particular got fed up and sent a message out to the rest of us that we needed to clean the place up. No one seemed to care.

It was then announced we'd be having a party that night. I looked around in contempt and the mess that had accumulated over just a few weeks and how much worse it was going to look after a party. I decide to go take a shower to relieve myself of the stress. The shower room was low and tight, just like the living room, and each corner of the walls had a bright light (so there was no where comfortable to stare). I remember thinking how much I missed my old house.

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Dream – Lucid

I was with some people from work. I remember for sure that Bart was there, and so was this guy that works next door at the Music and Arts Center. We were getting ready to go to some water park party thing that was only supposed to be for celebrities. The guy from Music and Arts was supposed to be serving there or something.

We get into the party and walk around. The park is huge. It was evening. I don’t remember any specific celebs being there, but there were some people there. It wasn’t super crowded.

As we walked, I remember seeing a tiki hut like structure that we walked under. I also remember approaching and talking to Music and Arts guy as he was working. He was only wearing swimming trunks. I want to say they were red. I remember feeling happy and a little nervous to talk to him, since he's kinda cute.

We then were about to enter a part of the park where we couldn’t wear clothes, just bathing suits. Bart, some others that I can’t remember, and I found a place where people had set all their personal items and clothing. They were all just sitting on the ground next to beams supporting some structure. I started to take my clothes off, and noticed I was wearing an
extremely skimpy bikini, which was white with red lining the edges with a red flower on one of the breasts.

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I was seeing an overview what looked like the world where Obi Wan fought Darth Vader in Episode III of Star Wars, though it looked more colorful. I knew they were supposed to battle soon.

I was then by a building standing on some rock. Jason was with me. It looked like dusk on the planet we were on. There were these machines lifting hot metal beams out of the molten metal covering most of the planet, which was sectioned out into different colors. The colors were darker hues of purple, red, blue, and I think green, though I can’t remember the green for certain. There were small metal platforms where the machines would place the hot metal beams. Jason was standing very close to one, and a machine started to quickly move a metal beam towards it. I told him to watch out, and he ran right before it hit him. That happened again and grazed his head, but nothing more.

Then, as a big metal box frame was being pulled out, I realized I was dreaming. As I realized this, I knew nothing could hurt either of us. I ran up to Jason, smiling, and wanted to badly to tell him we were dreaming, but for some reason, the words wouldn’t come out. It was like there was some mental block. I had my arms around his neck.

I then saw some other people, a group of 3 or 4, though I can’t remember who they were specifically. I wanted to tell them it was a dream too, but the same thing happened and I just didn’t do it, though I had run up to them to tell them.

I then headed towards the molten metal. I knew it wouldn’t hurt me, so I started to wade through it. It just felt kind of lukewarm. It was also pretty shallow, only going up midway past my ankles. I waded into different colors, wondering whether or not they would feel the same or warmer or cooler. I was a little scared of the orangey-red, because I thought it would be the warmest.

I also dodged some beams while I was in there.

I was then back where I started with Jason. I told him we were going to go somewhere else. I decided on the beach. I put my arms around his neck and looked at him, and noticed I was looking at myself; like I was seeing myself from his POV or something, because I was seeing me from where he was standing. It was weird. I closed my eyes and thought of the
beach, only to wake up upon opening them. -_- So much for that.

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I was outside my house in the front yard, and knew I was dreaming immediately. It was nighttime outside. I decided to fly. I flew up into the air, but could only go so high; I was having some trouble. I guess I hadn’t flown in awhile, maybe that had something to do with it. Anyway, I wanted to get on the roof of my house, but I couldn’t get high enough. I remember the house looking a little different, with elegant domes all over the roof.

I kept almost landing and having to “swim” through the air to get myself up higher. There was always the point, though, where I couldn’t get any higher. Ugh.

I flew towards the house and tried to grab on to the edge of the roof, but as I did, I woke up.

dreamed that I was an elf (think lord of the rings elf). I was living at a citadel high in the mountains, it had a machu pichu feel about but the place was not in ruins. we were hosting some games that would celebrate younger elves finishing their training in their give elemental specialty. It felt like a college graduation and Pan Am games wrap into one. IN this eleven society if you were not born with an elemental specialty you became a warrior elf. I was born with the elemental specialty of wind and even though I could have focused on that alone I chose to be a warrior elf, because I could harness the wind I was a very strong and well know warrior. when the graduating elves found out that I was there they shunned me and told me how disappointed they were with me for using my specialty for war. I told one
“I use my specialty so you can be safe to do what you choose"

as I was walking along the outer walls of the grounds there were some vultures hanging out , it did not seem right so I used my power to project my spirit out of my body so I could check the surrounding countryside. I came across a scouting group of demons as I was coming back I was going through a meadow with tall grass and my spirit touched another spirit playing in the meadow. I knew it was a female elf with the wind ability just like I had and we had an instant connection.

I went and talked to the commander of the citadel to inform him of the demons, he thought that since it was a small group the warriors would keep an eye on them but it should not disrupt the ceremony. that evening I found the female elf that I made the connection with and it was love from there on in. the next day there were graduation ceremonies and displays of all of the elves different skills.

later that day I spoke with the commander again and he told me that the group that he sent out had not checked back and could I go take a look. I found them' they were all dead. I went past their bodies to do more scouting and found a huge group of demons making their way to the citadel they were about three days away. I already knew that we were outnumbered and help was too far away. I went back and told the commander. he had a meeting with some of the high level elves that had been there for the ceremonies and they were very concerned I ask why he told me
' the demons will come and try and use all the females for breeding purposes, it would be better if the demons over ran us that we just kill the women'

I spoke with one of the high level elves and asked him if there was anything else we could do.

he said " given enough time my associates and I could build a very strong ward that the demons could not get through but no one else could either."

I asked “how long would it have to hold to stop the demons”

he said " one hundred summers"

we mobilized the citadel all of the warriors and myself were going to give the rest of the elves enough time to finish the spell. I spoke with my female love interest on the eve of the battle. she ask 'will you be waiting for me once the spell wears off?"

I said “if I can"

that night we met in the field again in our spirit form and danced an intermingled our spirits.

the next day the demons came, the warriors gave the elves time enough to cast the ward but at great losses to the citadel. every person that was not protected by the ward was killed, but I survived.

This is what I get for staying up too late...that always gives me weird dreams from a lack of clarity

1) The dream began fairly normally. I was Skype chatting with a friend whom I hadn't heard from in a while and she was just telling me about how they had a chemical leak and had to evacuate the house when suddenly people started peering over my shoulder and refused to go away. Well that was awkward, so I moved to a different computer and tried to keep talking. Before long I was interrupted by another person (who just randomly was there all of a sudden) who told me that the guy that wrote "Old MacDonald Had a Farm" wrote a new song back in 2008 and it was a big hit that I should look up. He wouldn't stop pestering me about it so I gave in and interrupted the chat to look the thing up on YouTube. Couldn't find it anywhere, and the guy had left after a while, so I went back to Skype...only to be interrupted by someone telling me I had to come with them to some gathering at a farmhouse. I didn't want to go, but before I knew it I was right there at the party...and not happy with this DC at all for bringing me there. So then my captors tried to make me feel better by attempting to set me up with one of the girls there. They were nice but I wasn't interested...I just wanted to catch up with my friend on Skype! I ran away to some little office room that had WiFi and opened up Skype on my iPod...and my friend was gone. Frustrated, I went back outside and just hung around until the party was over.

Dream Signs: unusual events, being pulled away from a task, frustration with something, being at a new place

Big goes here.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I sat at a picnic bench with a few other people. We all sat under some covering structure, like the shelter for a gas-pump island. But we were apparently at a restaurant.

I told the people at the table that I had the power of mind control. I could will people to do certain things, to carry out whole sequences of actions. The people didn't feel any strain on their minds while I did this. It felt very natural. I apparently used these people to get into places where they could take money. I would then receive this money.

Everybody got up and walked away from the table. Everybody dispersed. But I followed one young man. We walked together out from under the shelter and into an area that looked like a bunch of small auto shops. We then headed out onto a street kind of like a small business section of town.

I told the guy I was now controlling his mind. I may have explained something about this to him.

A weird, small airplane flew overhead, from my right to my left. The plane looked kind of futuristic, but kind of old and dirty. Either I or the young man read the mind of the passenger. The passenger, the young man said, was a beautiful woman who either was or had been a famous movie star. But the woman no longer wanted to be as guarded and watched over as she was nowadays. She wanted to get out and have fun.

We followed the plane with our eyes as it headed to the local airport, which was just at the end of this business street (!). We began walking in the direction of the airport.

I told the young man that the mission I was going to mind-control him to go on would be to meet up with the girl and act like a really fun, easygoing guy. The young man would win the woman's heart that way. She would give him money, and he could bring it to me.

For some reason, we were walking back up under the shelter with the picnic tables. The young man asked me, "What if I just enjoy living with the woman so much that I decide to stay, and I never come back to bring you her money?"

I said, "Good for you, then. Go. And I hope you have a good life."

Dream #2

I walked out onto the sidewalk, probably outside of a big, public building. It was probably autumn, and it was a sunny day, probably with yellow leafs on the ground.

I was in a clean, quiet, probably wealthy town. A tall, Indian man in khaki slacks and a pale, yellow Polo shirt stood out on the sidewalk. The man had a short, old hairstyle, with plenty of gel, and he wore nice, squarish eyeglasses. He seemed to be waiting for a cab.

The man turned away from the curb and got a glimpse of me. He remarked that I was too skinny.

Dream #3

I was in a courtroom. A rich woman, who may once have been a really popular movie star, was on trial for not paying a cabbie. The story went that she had told the cabbie to wait for her at some place like a gas station, and that she would meet him there. But she never showed up.

The woman's argument was that she hadn't told the man she would pay him for his time in waiting, and that he hadn't driven her anywhere in order to get paid. It was the man's choice to wait for her, the woman said. And the wouldn't shouldn't have to pay for the man's choice.

I may have seen the view of the cabbie at the gas station in my mind's eye for a moment. But now my view was in the courtroom. I was on the right side of the room (the right side, as one would face the judge's bench). I was at the back of the room, where the woman and her lawyer sat.

The woman's lawyer was also a woman, though I couldn't get a good view of her. The woman and the lawyer seemed to be seated in front of, rather than behind, a small table. They were both probably in swivel chairs.

The woman looked to be maybe in her early forties. She had tanned skin and dark blonde hair with black or dark brown streaks in it. She wore a dark blue one-piece dress with short
sleeves and a skirt that went to just above the knee. The dress may have had vertical stripes of navy blue and some lighter, though dull, blue.

The woman was reiterating the point that she didn't feel like she needed to pay. She threw her arms up in the air, as if to say, "What's the big deal? I don't care."

I was now on the left side of the room, in one of the back rows, with the cabbie and his lawyer. The cabbie's lawyer was a beautiful woman, half Japanese and half white. She wore a red dress, kind of 1950s or 1960s style, long-sleeved, with a fabric like heavy felt (? - I don't know the names of fabrics). Her hair was frowsy, frizzy, and pale, with chunky, straight bangs.

The cabbie was like a skinny version of Fabio. He had long, blonde-brown hair and a tan, clean, muscular face. He had sparkling eyes and a bright smile, though some of his teeth may plainly have been fake. He wore a sleeveless, flannel shirt unbuttoned at least at the chest.

The judge was explaining something about his opinion of the case. He seemed to be on the side of the cabbie, though not completely. The judge made some joke, and the crowd laughed at it.

But the cabbie didn't speak English. I think he spoke Russian. The lawyer had to translate everything for the cabbie. She'd translated the joke, and the cabbie understood it was a joke -- but not until the judge had already moved on to something else.

The cabbie laughed gently and gave some kind of weird glance to the judge, like he was trying to kiss up to the judge. But the time of the joke had passed. The cabbie laughing at this point made him look kind of like an idiot.

Dream #4

I was in bed, kissing some girl on the crotch of her yellow, cotton panties. At some point, though, the woman turned into my mother.

DJ Log: November 22 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

1. I am walking around at the office and hear a strange sound. I walk into our accounting/HR person's office and she has a deer fawn hanging out in there. It comes over to me and tries to climb up and lick my face, just like a dog.

2. I am working in a small room with two other people. We are setting up a bunch of telephones on a relatively small table. I keep saying that there is not enough room for 8 phones on this little table, but one of the other guys insists that it has to be done this way.

3. I wake up and realize that I am still logged into DV chat. I look at the screen and see that several more people are online. GavinGill, Erii, and Saltyseadog are rambling on about things and Seroquel is still online. I look at my desk, but there is no keyboard. Then I *really* wake up to the sound of a phone ringing and go to my computer to find that Seroquel is still online, but the other 3 are not. Also, there was no phone ringing.

Everything's fragmented, but I do remember being out in the desert, and people were dropping money. My brother also gave me some extra money. There was a few casinos like a mile away i was going to hit up, and I think J and J were there. The casinos themselves looked like huge slot machines.

I also remember seeing Jamie Presley...I want to say I kissed her.

And I remember being in/playing skyrim. Something kept happening over and over.

I was living in the late nineteenth century Victorian era. I was living with my family, but it wasn't my real life family. This family that I was a part of was well off financially.

I was wearing a giant frilly hoop dress of burgundy color that would have been popular in those times. I looked in the mirror and I looked completely different. My hair was done up in dark barrel curls and I had dark brown eyes and was considerably shorter.

My dad then came in and announced that we re moving to a plantation in Tennessee. I was very upset as we were packing up the covered wagon.

I then decided to rebel and I pierced my nose. But to my dismay, people actually liked it and I started a trend about 90 years premature.

I was at a table with a person I know (Not a friend, just someone I have met). We were talking about her dog (It was a breed from a country beginning with M) and games programming. At one point she had a computer on the table and it had a few black scribbles on it. A friend appered behind me and said that the dog was english. I said it was from a different country but he still said it was english.

11/21/11

NON-LUCID

I wake up and I see a girl inside of a house, like one of those wooden houses painted in white. That’s all I remember.

11/20/11

NON-LUCID

I was in a dark room and the girl that’s sitting to the right of me is asking me “Are you going to move?” several times.



I told her to “shhh shhhh shhhhhhh shhhhhh.” But I thought when she said “are you going to move?” that if I was going to move to another house. Guess because it was a memory of a friend of mine that hugged me before I left in real life is what made the dream so hard to become aware of.

We were watching some random slide, and I think it was about Vin Diesel.



IT was a YouTube video questioning his sexual orientation, and on the comments below, there were some irrelevant and retarded controversies on matters other than Vin Diesel.

Then I get off an elevator to some fancy place with people in suits etc. and some lady in black passed by me, tapped my shoulders and said “Hi Brandon.” She smiled and left. I go up to my mother who is in a white dress I believe and we decided to go up to another elevator instead of waiting for my father.

We were to go to some place called “White” something, but as we were waiting inside the elevator ( we could see the outside from this elevator) I saw some random building a sign with “White---“ but couldn’t remember the whole word.

We kept waiting for a while and the dream fades.

11/19/11

I’m in some random room in college and I’m applying for scholarships. I picked the wrong one, and I believe it was probably around 10AM when I did so.

I think there was a blonde that was writing on the white board of how much the scholarship I applied for compared to the one I regularly took. I think she even added a stereotype of how much chicken from KFC I can buy with this new scholarship.

What the hell? LOL

Anyway, I manage to get all the files I needed to apply for the other scholarship, but I had to return to the past in order to do so. I was telling these people how I would do so, but they didn’t look like they listened well.

I don’t know how but everything just goes blurry. But I really did start to panic when I first picked the wrong scholarship.

11/18/11

NON-LUCID

I met my Biology professor; he was giving me a piece of paper with some questions on it. I write my answers on a separate piece of college ruled paper. But then I decided I wanted to type the answers instead.

I do so and go back to the professor, and then he gets mad that I typed it and wants the written version. I didn’t understand why he was being picky, but I decided to go to another staff member to convince him to accept it. After a while the professor accepts it, but he goes on a fit on how kids these days want to finish things the easy way.

Then I’m behind a car I believe and I see this Asian friend of mine who was in the top ten of the High School I attended before college outside with some other group of people. I see a number with a “91” near her or on top of her head. I couldn’t recall how it was being manifested, but it looked like a white medium with the number in ink. She was coming my way, but she didn’t know I was there. She goes into the car…but that’s all I remember.

No Car

I had a car. I was listening to something on the radio, then it became the Silver Sun Pickups. I heard the lyric and kind of the tune. That is good for me in my dreams.

I was having some trouble with the car and it became my daughter's bicycle, low tire and all. I was having trouble rolling. Someone mentioned Jerry Bell (?). I said to them that my Dad had played (harmonica) with Jerry Bell. Everyone at this point was on a bicycle.

I started riding on, then I was going down the street without a mode of transportation, but I was cruising down the street. This was really weird. I was lying down as if on a skateboard on my stomach, but there was no skateboard. I wasn't so much levitating, but rather the tips of my toes were keeping me up, or my left hand was, while I used my right to push the road back, propelling myself forward. I was moving pretty well, but up a hill I slowed down and had to stand up, just as I would have to with a skateboard, though again, I didn't have one. I knew it was strange in my dream, but I didn't question it either.

No Boat

I was floating, bobbing in the ocean. I didn't need to exert any energy; I just floated. Other's were in the ocean also, bobbing along.

I was concerned about sharks, so I asked a guy if there was a code among us (floaters). The guy didn't understand what I was asking, so I said, "Is there a word I shouldn't say?" I thought maybe nobody wanted to say the word "shark" as it was bad luck.

The guy figured out what I was talking about and said, "You need to use that phone over there." Then it was like a pool where I could get out a man-made edge and go over to a yellow phone that hung on the wall.

The End

11/17/11

NON-LUCID


I dreaming I was in the lunch line and some dude behind looked familiar. He was a kid who insulted me in High School Middle School. As I’m waiting to get my food, this lady gives me a large pancake with a large chicken tender. She’s giving everyone else small amounts except for me.

Then I had another dream where my parents and I was standing up and I was going to get some ice-cream. My father looks at me weirdly. Then some evil music started to play, so I sat that and decided to get something else. But the music played after like 5 seconds.

Then I meet my Art teacher from Cy lakes, she’s wondering what’s wrong with me, but I just keep walking. She’s surprised for me not responding and is just standing there confused.