non-lucid

I feel I should point out that I know nothing about agave plants and so don't know if the information in the dream is true or not.

I'm in a truck with two other men and we're driving out in a kind of desert/forest environment. The man driving is showing me and the other guy around. The man sitting next to me asks the driver, "What do you use to pick 'em?" The driver answers, "We use cherry pickers and scissor-lifts.", to which the other man replies, "Really?" with a surprised tone. The driver says, "Yeah sure, I'll show 'em to you." He stops the truck and we get out and sure enough, there are a few scissor-lifts sitting around. We start walking around and he is talking about agave plants. I ask the man, "But don't agave plants grow on the ground?" He replies, "Some do, but they also grow up in the trees. That's where you find the best ones." And he points out several around us that are very blue in color and tells us that the bluer they are the better the plant is. I notice a patch of blue up in a tree that at first appears to be alive because it's moving. But the I realize it's actually butterflies flying all around the surface of it. I point at it and say, "Wow, the butterflies are really going after that one!". The man looks at it and tells us that the butterflies actually suck up all the nectar and ruin the plant.

The next thing I know, I'm in a room sitting at a table with the same man, who appears to be a teacher, and two girls. One of the girls has short dark hair and is really cute. She looks familiar somehow and I find myself attracted to her. The girls are sitting together and appear to be friends. The man is talking about agave plants and we are all taking notes. I notice, though, that while the girls and the man have paper to write notes on, I don't have any. All I have is a newspaper in front of me, so I scribble some notes on the newspaper. I feel a little put out, like I'm being ignored by the group, so since I feel I'm already familiar with all of the stuff the teacher is talking about, I browse the different sections of the newspaper.

The teacher leaves and I leave the table and walk over to a couch that's close to where the two girls are sitting and talking to each other. One girl has her back to me but the cute one is facing me. While they're talking I notice her feet because her toenails are painted different colors. They're also painted on both sides. On the top, they're all blue. But on the bottom, one foot is painted green and the other foot is painted yellow. The girls are talking about her toenails and the other girl is admiring them and asks what kind of nail polish she used. While they're talking, I am putting on a pair of shoes. They look kind of like water shoes, and I notice that the sole of the one I'm trying to put on has come off. So I pick it up and press it back on into place. Then I notice the sole has come off the other shoe so I fix that one as well. All the while, I'm looking at the girl with the short hair because she is very cute. But she doesn't seem to notice me. That's all I remember because I woke up after that.

This night I totally forgot to make mantras when I went to bed. But even though I'd about 3 dreams and 1 fragment/small dream.

00:20 - Sleep

Around 07:00(?) woke up (cus of my people in the room outside talking) but kept laying in bed. I prob had 2 of the dreams(?). Kept sleeping a few minutes later.

Around 10:00-10:30 woke up, kept laying in bed and remembered my dreams.

First dream (massive gerbils)
I was at home in dads house, where also my sister and other people were. I had just woken up and time had passed 16:00, I looked out and it was snow outside and it started to be dark. I walked out of my room and met my sister who said that I have to take care of some animals in my sisters old room where I use to have my gerbils in.
I walked there and see they had put down a pretty small dog (size of 3 liter milk?) and 2 very small dogs that was same size as my gerbils. On my sisters old desk I had my gerbils cage (as I use to irl too). But when I look inside the gerbil cage I see something strange.. it's not only 2 gerbils I have, I see a 3rd gerbil too!
I opened the cage from above and now it starts to come up even more gerbils from the wood shavings. They crawl out from the cage that suddenly doesn't cover the whole opening of the cage. They walk down to the floor where the dogs are running around and playing. I getting afraid if the dogs will attack the gerbils, but they seem not to do it.
It really starts to be a mess with massive of gerbils and 3 dogs running around on the floor. I opening the door fast and are going out for then closing the door, but the dogs and some gerbils success to come after me and I have to hunt them and bring them in to the room again.
Somehow the dream eighter ended or I just don't remember more of it here.

Second dream (photoautomat)
I'm at an food store "ICA" in centrum of the place I live in with 2 of my old classmates Mattias and Björn, and another person I wasn't sure who it was. Where the return bottle automat use to be, it was another automat that looks like a bankautomat. But it was some photoautomat that printed out photos. My friends putted in their SF cinema cards and the automat started to spit out photos which I guess was photos of themself that they had been taking before. We did it in turns, first one of my friends started, then the other person, and then me. They kept doing it on and on again and started to fill up album with pictures. I was surprised and wondered why we should fill up those albums. This seemed to be total free too, I didn't see any price tag at the photoalbums that was close to the automat.
But it all stopped when I for the 3rd or 4th time putted in my card to get out more photos, when I took out the card a small piece in the end of the card broke and when my friends putted in their card the automat stopped to work.
And there the dream ended, or atleast my recall.

Third dream (horny & desperate girl?)
I was in a place that looks like subway, under the ground as it was stone floor and walls. It was much space and on a bench there is a girl sitting next to a boy and she asks him if he wanna "do it" with her. He says no. Somehow I tell her that I can do her. But she says "no" and I say "okay" and are just going to start walk again when she says "ok then, lets do it".
Behind the bench they were sitting on, there is a door. We go inside and I see that it is her room there, looks like a normal room in a nice house. In her room she got a bed in the middle and shelves around and one window. She looks to be around 18 years old and she's quite hot.
We go lay on the bed and she tells me to keep a t-shirt and long underwear on because her mother is home and can come into our room. I do as she tells me and she is removing some of her clothes so I can see her naked parts. She sits on me and are on way to ride me, but seconds before her mother suddenly comes into the room and she throw herself over ma and I try pull up my panties.
Her mother says something but I can't remember what she says. She is not angry atleast, but I guess she suspected what we were actually doing.
We tried again but got interrupted in the last second once again! Now her mother stayed in our room longer and suddenly some yellow toy started to play a melody, the toy was vibrating and looked like a firetruck with many ladders sticking out.
Somewhere her the dream fades away or I just couldn't recall anymore.

Fourth dream (makeout with hot chick)
I was in a green/gray room that had stone walls, it was a doublebed on the floor and nothing more than two or three doors. I would guess it must been some underground/basement place. In the bed there's a hot girl in the bed, she had dark hair and I guess she was around 25-30 years old. I layed next to her, on the right side of her.
She was very hot and I tried to talk to her, she said something that we shouldn't do anything, because she was my teacher or something. But we came closer to eachother and suddenly we started to make out with. It was awesome!
But some seconds later there came in 2 or 3 people into the room from the left door. They seemed to be angry and asked what we were doing.
And there dream faded or I couldn't recall more.

Sleep time: 10 hours

Dream 1

I was at a penthouse sort of thing and I walked out onto the porch cafe. There were loads of girls and and one fat girl with no top.

Thats all I remember.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! My recall was kinda lousy when I woke up, do have a few dreams I recall. Won't go into much detail as I have stuff to do. Let's get to it!

23.00: Sleep

10.30: Dreams and frags
*I'm in a rock band of some sorts. I play the guitar and it sounds pretty awesome. The lead singer wants me to try singing but I tell him I have no singing voice. I try it out anyways and we rock it out. It sounds a bit like disturbed, pretty cool feeling.

*I'm playing Battlefield 3 only I'm actually in the game. Standing by some buildings I kill off alot of people who doesn't seem to see me. A tank shows up and takes aim at me.

*I'm having sex with a girl I don't know. She's on top and not tight at all and it doesn't feel too nice. Suddenly I get lucid. I enter her as deep as I can and she moans. "That's it!" she says and I start pounding away.

*I'm in a car going up a big hill. My friend is in another car on a parallel road. We arrive at a big gate and the guard asks me which school I'm in. I shout at my friend, asking him which school we're in. He says the school and the guard opens the gate. I get out of the car and walk up to a big mansion. In the speakers, someone's bragging nonstop. I recognise the guy they're talking about as my brother's friend. "I had sex with four women last night" he says.

Later that evening he's going to have sex with all of them again. I watch through a window as he walks into his little house below with two of them. The other two are left waiting in the house I'm in. I walk up to them. "Hey, wanna have sex with me instead?" I ask one of them. She seems willing enough, but says no. "Later perhaps" she says. I smooth talk her for a while when the door suddenly slams open. I run into another room and try to hide, but the door to my room slams open aswell. My dad and my brother comes walking in, they put on a weird paper rocket suit on my brother.

10.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 11 hours

Supplements: None

That's it!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

In my second dream last night, I was with my friend, Lucy. I've been told people don't have to look the same in dreams, so even though she looked entirely different, I know it was her. We walked into school together and came face to face with Jess, the nice music teacher who does not have a grudge against violins. She asked us if we wanted to take part in a project for violinists, and we were happy so we accepted.

It took part in a pen, as used for cattle, behind the curtain in the school theatre. We stayed there overnight. We were there for a couple of days (I didn't actually see all these days go by, I just felt like it probably was that amount of time), feeling really excited, but it did get really boring by the third day. Lucy said she was really bored, and when everybody else went to eat dinner, we decided to stay behind and try to escape. We went to the back entrance, where there were people patrolling the school grounds, and decided we could just go and eat dinner first, then leave through the school kitchens. But of course, we forgot to do that, and ended up just performing a concert which I don't actually remember performing. Evil music teacher then told us we were to each compose a song with a sci-fi feel to it. I thought, 'This will give me something to do. It should be easy, with my glock.' and I started playing, then that's all I can remember...

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
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[COLOR="blue"]Can't write much now, but I remember that after I had come home from le party I got to bed. But I dreamt that I was on another party and was very oddly enough very aware of it. But I wasn't lucid, but it was like dreaming fully aware, although you don't suspect that it's a dream.[/COLOR]

No WBTB until I'm better.

Also, I'm going to write this one as if it's a story. Let's see how this'll work out. The parts I don't remember will be represented as an ellipsis.

Expect it to jump around. There's going to be a few plot holes.



I could only use one element at a time, it seemed, represented by my failure to fuse rock and water. The mud born from the experiment sank me down to the bottom of the pond, where it then proceeded to restrict my movement. The room I was in was just large enough for a small pond, and a path around it that seemed to lead into the next room, marked by a dark doorway. The pond itself was wholly artificial, and resided within a large cubic indentation in the middle of the room. Lily pads of varying size and shape populated the surface of the somber-colored water, and every quick glance at the pond emulated within me the sense of danger that mixing elements presented me with. ...and jump from platform to platform, as you would in a game...on our adventure.


Anthony and I, along with some faceless friends, thought it best to use the rocket scooter. ...We knew we wouldn't be able to get out so easily. I took inventory of our surroundings. Snow blanketed the entire area, and business was booming. Crowds devoured the product stands, and tourists walked about the place. To my left, there was a stand built out of the walls of the enormous, inside-out hill we were all inside. While business was indeed flourishing, many people seemed eager to play in the water at the shore to my right. I could see through the hole above the stand in front of me that the Olympics were going to start soon. I looked up at the snowy hill we flew down, and could barely make out the top. The wall behind me responded to its doppelganger with a half-pipe sort of shape. With a bit of thought, I arrived at the idea of momentum. I mounted the rocket sled we came on and put my plan into action. It seemed to be working for a little bit, but I found myself sliding back down the hill only inches from my goal. Another man grabbed my attention when he grew frustrated with a similar problem to mine, and decided to dig his way out. Just then the dog was in many, tiny, blocky pieces, and committed a foul act on the red carpet. The house we were in consisted of only a single room, and a door to the road from where we came. There was a red couch at the far end of the room, and complemented the position of the door. Miscellaneous pictures and paintings hugged the maroon walls, and where there were none, there were windows from which I could make out the Olympic ditch far down below.


We needed to execute a quiet escape if we were going to get away from the experiments they were performing on human subjects. The sheer size of the island would be enough to discourage most people, but we were up to the task. Dylan and I kept our cool for the most part, but James Franco was nervous about our plan. The prison complex we were getting out of turned out easier to navigate than initially expected. Dylan's acid spit kept spewing from his mouth, and served as a constant reminder of the position we were in. We were out of the bulk of the complex, and we enter the night air. There wasn't much room on the metal rafters that we had to continue on. From the rafters, I could see the ocean. The calmness of the dark waters juxtaposed the danger we all faced. ...As I pulled myself up on the platform, I froze. The surveillance monkeys fled their cages, and knew their targets. I had to keep still until they turned away, and when they did, I seized my chance and climbed up. Hitler below me several stories down was not a happy fellow. James Franco chose a very bad time to have a nervous breakdown.

Sorry the third dream isn't written as strongly as the other two. I got lazy.

Also, I might do this again, but a little differently. I felt limited the way I did it this time.

DJ Log: November 11, 2011 – 3:45AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am walking along a dirt road on the edge of town with a guy, both of us barefoot and shirtless. On the left side of the road are a couple of houses and to the right is a large dirt field. We come upon a small junk yard and stop for a bit to look at it. I suggest that we dig around and try to find a junkyard car to drive around. The guy gives me a strange look, then keeps on walking.

As we're walking along, he spots a garden hose laying along the road. He picks up the end of the hose and starts stretching it out along the road. After a bit, he drops the end and keeps on walking. I pick up the end and drag the host out into a the field, then across a broken down fence row. I walk along for a bit, then climb up onto a fallen tree. As we're walking along on the tree, I see a couple of dead snakes hanging from the branches. One of them is a relatively fresh kill and the other is well decayed.

After a bit, we find another fallen tree that crosses over the one we are walking on. We climb up over it and continue walking. After a short while, I encounter a large sticker bush. I press through the first couple of branches, then decide that this is far enough and turn around. Once I get back to the spot where the two fallen trees cross, I find another dead snake. This one is well decayed and there are several large ants carrying small pieces of the rotten snake away. As I watch, the head of the snake moves, then I can see that several ants have severed the head from the snake and are trying to carry it away.

In order to avoid the ants, I step up onto a large branch and cross over top of the area where the ants are. As I climb along, I find another branch that goes back down to the main part of the tree. It's a bit difficult to climb over to the other branch as there are several broken branches in the way. I manage to push my way through a few branches and return to the tree. As I walk along, I can feel some of the ants walking around on my back. I reach back to brush them off, then continue walking along the tree. As I get to the end, I hold onto a broken branch and climb down off the tree, then I wake up.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

This dream drove me up the wall. I classified it as a fragment because I'm unsure whether it was a bunch of small dreams back-to-back, or just a single long one.

I woke up in my bedroom, in the middle of the night in a false awakening. The room was dark, with a slight pale blue glow coming from underneath the bedroom door. I couldn't see anything but I was definitely in the right bed, with the covers almost completely over my head. I groggily put my head up a bit and looked at the red numbers of my digital clock on the lower side table (positioned to the left of my bed). They read properly, saying 1:47. I didn't think much of it and went back to sleep.

I woke up again and groaned, thinking I would have to get up for school soon. I was in the same bed with the same light coming from the door, darkness, and I looked at my clock. This time, it said 2:47. I exclaimed, "only one hour?" and put my head down again. This same pattern continued two more times, with the next times reading 3:48 and4:48. By the end of this string, I felt very pissed off and annoyed because I was only sleeping in hour-long increments. It was a little hard to tell if this was a dream at first, but the nature of this whole situation confirmed to me that it was a dream. I never wake up like this, and usually only wake up once (or not at all) during the night.

1
I was listening to Danzig and Sex Gang Children on Last.fm while eating cheese and crackers.

11/11/11

NON-LUCID

I was inside of this mini-mart at a gas station. I was looking at the used items section. I saw binders and some useful things. There was a small binder that caught my eye. Then a person I knew is the cash register of the gas station and apparently I needed to show her my ID.



She thought I wasn’t 18 when I was paying for my stuff, so she writes something on my ID card and I got pissed at her. I asked the manager why she’s doing it, and on the back of it was “we like.”

What the hell?

Then the dream before that felt so long. I had to use my voice recorder to shoot something, like reconfiguring the controls before I actually played.




I had to shoot three times make some door open. I’m escaping in all of these random rooms, it was like being in a laboratory with gray metallic doors. Then when I get out, there were bright lights, as if I was in Las Vegas.



Then this girl in a gray convertible car and asked if she can help me find my way because I was lost.



The girl in the backseat behind me was apparently some royal figure’s daughter, and the friend helping me was helping her escape. She was probably just a present, but what I can remember is her wearing a green dress and was red-headed.



Then I have another dream where I’m doing the same configuration test, but there are more people who are newcomers. I ignore them and pressed the recorder 3 times to open the door. Then I’m in a college room the size of a congress meeting room.




It had red carpets and a yellowish-tint to the walls, but I think it was the walls. Then I’m going down to get to my seat and I was checking my batteries. I got mad because I didn’t have my cover for the recorder to conceal the batteries, but I found it on the floor and just fixed it.

Then I get out of the room but I can’t remember anything else.

10.11.2011

The Dream of the Apocalypse Train (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The end of the world is coming. Part of the population can be saved, and in an original twist, actually the majority: there is enough room to host 90% of the world's population in bunkers.
The chosen are being evacuated by train, and I'm part of them with my parents and my own. We go to the station and board the train. But I'm not sure that my best friends are evacuated, and I'm not feeling too enthusiastic at the idea of being at the hands of the military, so at the last minute I get off the train. I just have time to shout to my family: "I love you" before the train takes off, thinking that I'll never see them again.
Then I find myself with the 10% left behind. I go to a small town near mine. Influence: this is the hometown of a colleague of which we talked recently. The people are in a kind of stupor.
I think I need wool to knit a hat for the incoming (nuclear? volcanic?) winter, so I go to this wool shop. Influence: I mentionned the town's sewing shop to my colleague. There are actually quite a lot of people in the shop. I explore every shelf but I can't find the colour and texture I'm looking for. Influence: I failed to find proper yarn on this island.

Dream:

I dreamed that I was standing in my old living room. Suddenly my sister Susan came in. She looked like she did when we were in college. I went to her and hugged and hugged her, and she hugged me back. I started sobbing. I had missed her so much. I knew that I was the only one in the room that could see her. Part of me wondered what anyone else would think if they saw me . But I didn't care and I kept hugging her.


This was a very emotional dream. Just writing this is making me cry again.

I can only remember a fragment of the dream I had last night, but it is the first dream I have remembered for a very long time.

I was either in school or in a store of some kind and I went up to a man who was sitting behind a table selling things, but he only spoke French and we could not understand each other. I can barely read French and I certainly can not speak it in waking life, but for some reason in the dream I started "faking" what I thought was good French and apparently it was because the man behind the table and I had a long and cheerful conversation with me. I knew by the sound of it that we were speaking French, but I had no idea what either he or myself was actually saying.

This time I was dreaming that I was in a wearhouse and people were walking around and I stopped and thought "I can do anything in this dream, I have special powers." Then all the DCs faced me and clapped and cheered. This caught me off guard.

Then I was in brightly lit room on the floor and I was making up a sign

something like this but with sprinkles too.
This was really un-guy like. While putting on the sprinkles I started to think "what am I doing???" [you're making a poster for the hip 80's band Got Mouth], a female thought told me. I didn't recognize the name of the band but more so I didn't like the silly ridiculousness of this, it was so not me!
Thats when my view panned a bit over to the left side and I saw someone in the space where I was a half second ago and it was the short haired girl, oblivious to me comfortably sitting on this floor folding paper for the sign. There was no way she had just sat there, I came out of her somehow. She looked older than beofre maybe early 30s.
Dream ended.
In an earlier dream, she did say that she was me. I seem to be dreaming through someone else's dreams, this is very interesting. I haven't gotten a name of her yet, working on it.