non-lucid

My dreams are getting more and more vivid so I think it's coming near the time where I'm going to have a lucid dream.

I'm writing down last nights dreams because for some reason they seem significant.

Dream 1: A weird sexual dream that I can really remember

Dream 2: (The most vivid) I was walking down the stairs at my old school when I passed TS on the 1st floor landing of the stairs. I continued on down the stairs ignoring him but he grabbed my hair really tightly and followed me. I pushed him away and told him to get off, he then proceeded to do it again so I shoved him down the stairs. Just before he hit the steps the dream jumped to just outside the tennis courts (still in school) and JM decided to see how I'd react by constantly pushing me and being generally violent. (I did wonder when I woke up where my archers gear was) Eventually I got tired and did a wrestling move on him, I picked him up and slammed him into the ground with all of my power. There is a blank bit of the dream here. I was then walking along row upon row of buses trying to find the one which would take me home from school, I took out my bus pass which for some reason was ripped in half, I found the right bus and showed the driver my pass. He said ok and I sat right at the front of the bus next to my friend HT. There was a brown box digging into my back, perfectly square and about a foot and a half in height with brown packaging tape around it. (If I had been lucid at this point I would have looked inside it)

Dream 3: I was sat in front of a woman who I knew to be a teacher, there was a computer to my left which looked very old and slow. I decided to text the rest of the class to hurry up and get back. I had to text under the table so that the teacher didn't see my phone. This is all I remember.

In my dream last night, I'm sitting in a vehicle at the airport where I work. I'm in the passenger seat and one of my crew chiefs (J.H.) is in the driver's seat. We're parked out on one of the taxiways and I'm watching some kind of training video on a flat screen TV that we have set up on the dashboard. From time to time I'm distracted by this other guy who is driving some kind of strange construction vehicle up, down and around the taxiway near us. I can't help but watch him because he doesn't seem to know what he's doing. He keeps running into signs and markers. There is a headlight mounted on the front of his vehicle that is almost broken off from all the collisions he's had.
From up ahead, these two other vehicles start coming down the taxiway towards us. Each of the vehicles has some sort of spinning brush head mounted in front of it and they appear to be cleaning/polishing the yellow stripe that runs along the length of the taxiway. I tell my crew chief, "I would just stay put. They'll go around us...", but he has already started backing up so I add (a little sarcastically), "..or we can just back up down the entire taxiway." But right after I say that, he makes a 90 degree turn to the left and backs OFF of the taxiway into the grass. I'm impressed with this and say something like, "We should have parked here all along so we wouldn't be in anyone's way."
As we're sitting there, I see another vehicle (a forklift?) coming down the taxiway. It has a big bag or box or something hanging from the front of it. It is trying to make a left turn but the guy in the other vehicle who keeps running into things is in his way. At first, he backs up but not enough. Then he means to back up but drives forward instead. Finally he backs up enough to let the other vehicle get by. I look down the other taxiway that the vehicle turned onto and see a dumpster off in the distance and realize the other vehicle must be taking trash to the dumpster.

Dream 1
I was in a room at college with my friend who was checking something on a computer. A girl I know was there she said that her cousin was going to straighten her hair. Also and I dry humped her. When I went to leave the college the gate looked like my old school gate and a bus was stopped outside.
We were then walking near a park another bus went past and I saw an advertisement with JLS on it 2 of them were wearing Michael Jackson’s thriller jacket. There were loads of roofs, I jumped on them and started running across.

Fragment
A woman punched a man, but the haymaker she trhough was so sick that she floored him in one punch.

False Awakening
I went down stairs and turned on the computer, it was much closer to the edge of the platform. I went onto youtube and clicked a video that had nudity, but it wasn't blocked.

When I went to search for a rapper named K Koke youtube tried to finish my search so it had stuff like K Kai and some charcter from Bakugan was in the corner next to the youtube logo which was on the right instead of the left. I exited the application and when I saw the other window it had loads of tabs full of some useless stuff.

I heard my sister upstairs and I quickly tried to X all of them.

Side Notes

I woke up and went back to sleep atleast three times, when I RC'd I kept plugging my real nose instead of the one in the dream. I saw a load of images like Robert Downey Jr and such.

10/27/11
TALKING NON-LUCID, LUCID
I had this dream where there is a small track around this wired fence. Me and random DCs were running around. The track was basically pretty deep sand, but not deep enough for us to sink.



It was difficult running in this track. After a while, several other DCs and me lost the race because we took too long I guess. Either we were running in shoes which made it difficult, or it was ironic that it was hard to run in sand with our bare feet.



Then I had this dream where I was at this restaurant I go to that got bigger.



And this lady was making something that apparently was supposed to taste good.

?
?

It was just chopped up cucumber or avocado in a bowl, and there many on the floor. Then the dream fades away.

I had another dream where I was in my bed and my father comes in to tell me that he was going to go somewhere, but before he did, he wanted to apologize for not remembering to take me to the university meeting to get bus passes.

I told him that it was all right because the I don’t even use the bus to get to my university because I live so close to it.



And the fact that he said bus passes should’ve made it easier for me to become aware because the university provides free bus rides to Texas A&M students and just about everyone else. I forget what else happens in the dream after that.

I also had another dream where I was at Cypress Lakes High School again (I graduated already and I'm STILL NOT AWARE OF THESE TYPES OF DREAMS!!) I was going to the bathroom to wash my hands, and saw some dude I knew from Mayde Creek High School named Charles. He was just looking at the mirror, and I heard some voices. I get out of the bathroom and saw my Physics teacher I believe or just some random DC, and he and his wife apparently were telling me something, but I can't remember what.

Now I’m up to do a WBTB after sleeping for a while after I woke up a little too early to do a WBTB. Going to stay up for at least 30 minutes, and then attempt to do a WILD. I feel a little too awake, but I’m going to just count my breaths from 1-10 and repeat that “I have lucid dream.”

No WBTB, or MILD. I tried DEILD but forgot. I will try all three tonight.

All of these dreams seemed related, but involved different characters. It was as if the characters morphed into different appearances.

To kick things off, I was in the old house in my mother's room. I was lying in bed with Anthony just having a chat. Mrs. Gunther-Brown, my music theory teacher from high school, was there and the three of us got into a discrepancy over her ability to sing certain genres, or something of the like. Anthony was on my side, and obviously she was on hers. The argument was only DE, but afterwards, she went into the bathroom to get a shower. While she was in there, she started singing. What we could hear in the room was not just her vocals, but a whole accompaniment of various instruments. Anthony and I started complaining. I used a pillow to cover my ears. I discovered that I could change the sound of her singing by bending the pillow, as if the sound waves were wrapping around the pillow in a different way. Bending the pillow more made her singing sound more tinny, and a flatter pillow meant a more crisp sound. I made a comment about it to Anthony saying something like, "isn't it funny how something so simple like this can make such a big difference?" He replied with, "She's still horrible." I was about to agree when suddenly the song changed. It sounded like a jazz/funk fusion, not unlike Hiromi Uehara's work. I said, "wait, this actually sounds pretty good." I got up to go to the bathroom to apologise about Anthony and I making fun of her. She wasn't there. And my bathroom looked very different and unusual. Instead of the normal beige walls, tile floor, and small size, I was greeted with a fairly larger (although still pretty small) room with wooden floors, and a strange looking sink with nothing in it. There was a white shower curtain behind me, which I never actually turned around to see, and where the toilet usually was, was now just a wooden floor, and across from it where the sink goes were these wooden swingy doors, like in old west saloons. They may ave led to a toilet, but I don't know. The sink was on the left wehn you walk into the room. In between the sink and the saloon doors was a strange contraption placed on the floor. What I was about to do would start a plot that would unravel in the dreams to come. I cannot describe the contraption, mostly because I don't clearly remember what it looked like. But I also cannot describe it because it didn't seem to take any definite shape. It was a solid object, but it was so conjumbled, as if someone went on Microsoft Paint, made a bunch of lines, turned them into wood, and put it on the floor, but at the same time it looked nothing like that. There were tiny, mini people on the floor by the contraption. They seemed to be hindered by the contraption in some way, so I fixed the contraption so that they could be...for lack of a better word, better. As it turns out, my teacher set up the contraption so that these mini people, who were evil, would be trapped in it forever. I messed all of that up.

Everything that happens next may be out of order.

The saloon doors morphed into a TV, and I was watching a bunch of child actors, one of which I knew as my childhood friend, Tyler. They gathered around this table, and suddenly I was in TV, in the setting of where the children were. Except now I was on in a field. What was taking place in this field was a situation similar to the Holocaust, and I was on the bad side, and a major figure. We weren't going after Jewish people, in fact, I don't think there were any distinctive features about the people we had captured, but they were all wearing red shirts, and my side was all wearing blue shirts. This field was grassy, and had a hill to the right. There was a path leading to the hill, and that same path, going in the other direction, went and circled around a section of the field. We were walking across this section of the field. I was with another person in a blue shirt. He was talking to someone in a red shirt, as if trying to calm him down. As we neared the other side, the blue shirt said for him to go now, because we had to be somewhere. As the red shirt went towards a group of red shirts, I patted him on the back, as to grant him some form of solace. As I neared the other side of this field with the other blue shirt, I saw on my left, a mother saying "goodbye, I love you" to her daughter. There was also this strange, carnival-like booth on wheels (they exist in real life, but I don't know what they are called). We passed this and kept going straight to another hill. We started to climb it.

The next thing I remember is this explorer character (I was merely observing this entire part), like a video game character, running around this cave fighting enemies, getting points. Then he was climbing these strange pipe-like objects with ladders on them. They were all orange, each one taller than the last, and they were in a row. At the top of each was a traffic light with four light bulbs. At the bottom was endless water, as far as you can imagine. The traffic lights were black, and only the bottom light was green, with the rest being red. The lights were timed so that when the green light came on, there was a yellow beam of light shining down from the traffic light onto the top of the pipe, covering the entire space. When the green light came back on again, the yellow beam of light turned off. The traffic lights on each pipe was in an opposite pattern so that one would be off, while the one next to it would be on. The explorer climbed the first pipe on the right, and had to time things right because for some reason he couldn't be in the light. This was a game-like scenario after all. So when the green light came on again, and the light turned off, he climbed on top. Then he turned to the pipe next to him. This dream was in third person, so he was facing my left, to the taller pipe. It really was a lot like a video game. Since the beam of light was on pipe, he waited until the traffic light was almost green. He jumped off his pipe at the last second as to avoid the beam of light on that one, then he changed direction in midair to catch the ladder of the next pipe. He repeated the process, but failed this time. He fell and landed in the water below. The water behind the pipes was dark, and deadly (think Spyro) with sharks. The water elsewhere was clear, safe, and clean. The two waters were right next to each other, and separated right down the center. The explorer landed in the deadly water, and quickly swam back to the safe water. All of a sudden, he was on top of the tallest pipe, which had an opening at the top, and was filled to the brim with water. The explorer had to swim down into the pipe, and under the deadly water to reach an island on the other side of the deadly water. It's important to know that for the past week I have been practicing MILD with the chart that gives you circumstances every day in which you should do a reality check. Doing a RC when you see a traffic light was the one for the day before I had this dream. So when I saw the traffic lights in the dream, I thought to myself, "Too bad I didn't see this yesterday, or I'd be doing a reality check." Well, fuck.

Then I was on 4chan as a girl. This version of 4chan was very civilized. It was implied that they get different privileges on 4chan, and so everything was different. Everything was multicolored in a psychedelic fashion, and I had to hack this girl's computer to get an IP address and password.

After that, I was on these railroad tracks, which may have been at the top of the hill I was heading towards during the Holocaust dream. I was with Mom, and she was making a comment on all of the strange things going on recently (set in motion because of my meddling in the bathroom). She said it was the apocalypse. She started mentioning the seven signs of the apocalypse, which were somehow related to the 4chan thing, because I was looking them up or something. I wish I would have written down these signs, but all I wrote down to remind myself was "7 signs of apocalypse." I know one dealt with having seven waffles in one sitting. I thought to myself, "Let me guess, the seventh sign is that I'm dreaming, huh crazy Mom? Jeez, I really MUST be dreaming." Well, fuck. Again.

Another part of this weird dream was that there was this really futuristic purple hover car, and Superman was driving it on this road (the road also could have been at the top of that hill) with this chick. The road was long and straight, with green pasture on either side. The girl looked exactly like a dude, but had a girly voice for a few seconds. So it was a dude down to the last detail, but it was DE that it was a girl. They got to this building, which was the only building for miles, and went in. It was like a hotel, except it lead into my house.

CUT TO ME IN FIRST PERSON

I'm grabbing this fat chicks boobs. She's really old, I don't want to, but she's really desperate, and I make out with her a little bit. This is taking place in my old house, but not in any existing room. Then, I see Ms. Magro (student teacher from art. Cool gal) come in from one of those futuristic *schwop* doors. The door was on the landing on the step, where the china cabinet usually went. She says something like, "Do you guys have any important information?" I took one look at the fat chick, and said, "Yes we do." We didn't but I wanted Ms. Magro to come in the room so that I wouldn't have to make out with this old lady anymore. The information she was referring to was about some person that went missing, but is vital to winning in this battle for good that has been going on since the incident in the bathroom. Magically, we had important information to tell her when she came in, although we didn't when she asked. I said, "Yes, we know where he is." I got a hold of him on the phone, which was purple and futuristic like the car. The person turned out to be Rainn Wilson, and he answered his phone. The dream cut to a view of him driving the futuristic car on the straight road to no where. He looked at the caller ID, and seeing that it was Ms. Magro, answered the phone saying, "I told you I don't have anymore time." He then hung up, and it was DE that we couldn't call him anymore. It was also DE at this point that Rainn and Magro are ex-lovers. So it was a big misunderstanding, but now we have little hope for the good of humanity.

The last thing I remember, and this part was VERY dramatic, and engaging, and engrossing upon waking, is being back in a building that had the bathroom from the first dream. It wasn't my old house anymore, and there was really only three rooms. One room had bunk beds, and dressers, and was pretty normal, except it had the same wooden style as the bathroom from the first dream. You could leave that room, and there was a DE hallway that I never saw. It led to the other two rooms. One room was the bathroom, and the other was this very strange, morgue-like room. The part with the TV and child actors might have occurred here, but I'm not sure, and pretty doubtful. Anyway, the characters in this part of the dream are four people. Two were the same person, which was some little boy with a come-to-the-side haircut, a white button-up shirt, and black shorts. He had brown hair, and I never got a good look at his face. The other two, have a great deal of mystery surrounding them. One was that weird-looking doctor with the white hair on the cover of the box for Operation. I leave the fourth character's description void for now. The boys passed the bathroom, and got to this weird morgue-room. It looked almost exactly like the bathroom, except there was no shower, no sink, no nothing, except for the drawers with the bodies in them. The non-main character boy saw the doctor open one of the drawers and take a body out. The body was the fourth character and was seen briefly and from behind. It was almost DE that it was the non-main character boy, but I'm unsure. The non-main boy, panicked, ran back to the bunk bed room, and started packing bags to leave because he was freaked out. Suddenly, I was in the place of the main character boy, and I asked in a panicked tone, "Calm down just tell me what you saw." I knew he saw the body, but I needed to know who it was, because this would decide the fate of the Good vs Bad war that I started way back in the beginning, and he uncovered some sort of evil plot. I thought he could have seen himself, but I had to be sure, I had to confirm it. I said again, "You need to tell me what you saw." It was all very rushed and urgent. He took one look at me, with his faceless face, and that was it. I woke up. This is one of those dreams, for me, that leaves you wondering, like the answer would have been this life changing thing. Although it doesn't compare to the secret basement door, which I will forever wonder about. Perhaps someday, I'll open it, and see what's on the other side.

The characters seemed to morph because me and the other blue shirt during the Holocaust was also Superman and the man lady, and me and the old lady, and the two boys.

Yesterday I was reading about a member who had dreamed about portals after reading about portals in ANOTHER member's DJ. So apparently I decided to follow his lead and have a portal dream of my own last night.

I don't know where I was, or who I was with. But I was showing someone how I can make portals in the wall. I would just draw on the wall and a blue swirling vortex would appear on the wall. I don't know where it lead to, if anywhere. But I could change the colour and size. I changed it purple more than once and also collapsed it to nothing and made another one.

I did not become lucid

I chose not to smoke before bed and my recall did improve quite a bit. I was really hoping it wouldn't turn out like that lol. I'll probably go sober tonight and see how my recall is.

non-lucid - black
semi-lucid - green
lucid - blue

People are chasing after me for some reason. I’m running away. I’m suddenly in a jeep.

I'm driving in daylight on a highway.

I know I’m dreaming without even checking I just know for some reason. I hyperspeed the car while driving. Then I close my eyes and I teleport me and the jeep. I appear to have teleported but I only teleported miles away from my original position. I'm still in the city highway. But this time it wasn't daylight the sun is beginning to set. I park my car in this empty parking lot structure. I get off the car and run. The people chasing after me seems to be a family. Why? I don't know. I see the mom and her daughter looking for me. I head back to the parking lot but too late her son is awaiting me there. So I decide to hide behind this white ceramic pole. The son is not spotting me but I occassionaly am turning since the daughter and mom keep walking beside the pole. I keep on turning since they keep walking around me. Mom says to son “Check everywhere” while she’s next to me by the pole but doesn’t see me. The daughter goes “You check mom”. They suddenly see me as I'm moving around the pole. The mom spots me moving around. I'm dreaming I can do whatever. I try to take a gun outta my pocket but it didn't work. I try to pretend to shoot a gun at the son even though there was no visible gun in my hand. I thought this is a dream even if there's no gun it could still work. I shoot at him he becomes stinged for a couple seconds then he's ok. The "imaginary" gun stops working all of a sudden and they catch me. I end up in their “house” which takes the appearance of my house in waking life for some reason. The mom puts me in the room with her husband. I decide to sneak out. I tiptoe out of the room. I try to sneak past the mom in the kitchen to go outside. I manage to get outside (YES!) but suddenly I'm caught before I could run. She puts me back to the room. Her husband is horny. He's starting to take of my pants and starts rubbing. He's talking very dirty. The mom comes in and stops it saying something like "Not now." I decide to try to escape again. The mom I notice is easy to sneak by. I tiptoe around her back while she's in the kitchen and manage to unlock the door leading to the backyard. I don't run but I fly away. I wanna hyperspeed so from what I read on DV I take a pill outta my pocket and it gives me hyperspeed. I’m flying in the cloudy night.

I'm dreaming I tell myself. I am now fully lucid. "What to do?" I think to myself. Then suddenly I know what I want to do. I want to get to Den to complete my next mission. I'm still flying. I decide to try to open portals for the first time. I decided to try. I'm trying to rip the air but it's not working (DAMN). I then trace the atmosphere with my two fingers making a circle for the portal. It still doesn't work (GRRR!). Then I take out a sword from my side like a knight and slash it 3 times then make a portal using the sword. Suddenly a portal appears in front of me inside a mirror. I walked up to it. I decided that onstead of going through it I want to try something with a mirror. I want to go to someone’s dream and ask for permission. I know just the person. I think of my first ex because I never got any closure at all. I want to talk to him. I need answers. I say his full name to the mirror "Lorenzo Miguel Salazar". He suddenly appears in the mirror. He’s choking. I look away at the horrific sight. I look back and I see a phone cord choking his neck. I realize this mirror was no ordinary mirror but a Halloween themed mirror kinda thing. I look next to me and there’s another mirror but with a computer attached to it. Like I had to fill out my name and info and fill out the other person's info I wanted to see kinda thing. I'm too lazy so I fly up. I look at my hands to stabilize myself to make evrything clearer. I suddenly appear in this fancy restaurant. I see it getting unclear so I restabilize by touching everything near me. I'm touching the floor and the wooden staircase by me and everything is clear again. I am facing a painting on the wall then suddenly a waiter approaches me. He asks me what I want. "I want to get to Denn" I tell him. "There's a way there from here" he replies. I’m suddenly more inside the restaurant. I am talking with an old man. Everything becomes unclear again so I restabilize by touching everything. Smelling everything in. I ask the old man to give me a fruit tart. I never ate anything in the dreamworld. I look in his bag and see a red velvet cake instead inside "Even better" I thought.

I attempt to eat it. It’s good but not as good as reality’s taste of it I though lol. The part of the restaurant I was in looks like a spaceship-themed restaurant. The walls around me are white and this part of the building I was in took the shape of an alien spaceship. I suddenly realize there are a lot of people in this restaurant. Suddenly evryone including me all follow the waiter I met earlier. He was gonna lead us to Denn. We’re all walking down a ramp as we approach a big parking structure with a bunch of cars. I’m talking to one girl I know she's a DC. She appears to be nice. I randomly tell her “I’m dreaming”. She suddenly loses control for some reason and starts crying. I hug her and ask her “What’s wrong?” she says, “Well then this all isn’t real then.” I say well without you guys I wouldn’t have dreams, and without me you guys wouldn’t be in a dream” Lol. She smiles. I ask “Where’s Denn? This is just a parking structure. I thought you guys are leading me to Denn?” They say “There’s a portal in the parking lot to get directly there. We approach a portal that is by a red car. It’s low, near the ground. I suddenly hurl through the portal face-first. It’s suddenly tunnel vision. I'm in a wormhole (COOL!).

I go through. When I get out all I see is darkness. My eyes are closed. I restabilize. I feel sand by me. I open my eyes. I am in the middle of the street by my house in waking life. I fly up again in disappointment. I'm not gonna give up. I Take out my sword slash it 3 times make a portal and I go through it. I re-stabilize. I feel grass and dirt by me. I open my eyes. I’m in Denn (SUCCESS!). I restabilize but my hands look like yellow fur or feathers instead of skin. I only have two fingers, one big and one small. I wonder what do I look like? I see WakingNomad in Denn again for some reason. I don’t pay attention to him. I think I gotta get to the forest and look in the mirror to get my normal look back lol. I run into the forest. I find the mirror. I look in the mirror. I see myself having a furry chicken body with a dalmation dog head. I quickly look away. I look back and say "WITCH" and I transform back to my player’s normal appearance. A witch wearing red. This time what I was wearing became clearer. I'm wearing a skin tight dark red top. A dark red witch hat which matched the color of my mini-dress floats down from the sky and lands on my head. I look in the mirror to see that my eyes were orange for some reason. It looked cool. I had a weird pg nose so I looked away and say "Nose back to normal". I look back and it changed back to normal. I walk away in Denn's forest and see some kind of doppleganger. I see someone that looks exactly like me wearing the same outfit and hat except she has a pig nose. I think "That's weird." I don't pay attention to it. I walk back to the village and WakingNomad is still there. We suddenly are in a kitchen and he is attempting to mix drinks/bartend LOL. He attepts to do tricks with a fork and lemon for some reason and he fails horribly lol. Me and this other girl inside laugh as he tries to look cool mixing and blending but a fail lol. I try one bottle that he's mixing.

It tastes like champagne but kinda saltier and stronger. First time I drank something in a dream and it had to be that? I thought lol. There’s pain in my right leg as im sleeping in reality. It wakes me up. I DEILD. I appear with a little boy asking me where to get nothing to buy in the free market of Denn. Before I could answer WakingNomad re-appears and answers his question saying "It costs nothing." I suddenly remember the quest I have to do. I have to buy a weapon and kill something with it. I buy a long shiny sword for nothing.

Before I could go out and venture to kill something with it the pain in my leg bothered me and woke me up completely.

I managed to check off a few things in my dream goals. I ate and drank in a dream and I went through a wormhole. I didn't get to finish the warrior level of RPG yet though. I also noticed my dream control is on and off hopefully it improves. lol

10/23/2011
Dream Fragment
I had lost my job at AAA. I remember being really depressed about being back in the job hunting scene, in a horrible economy. Eventually, I had to go back to working at the shit-hole telemarketing place, I'd recently come from. Horrible, horrible dream.

10/24/2011
"Corner Store K.O."

I was heading to a liquor store. The outside of the liquor store looked like the outside of the Bull Dog Pub, which is a little tavern at the corner of a small shopping plaza, near my old job. There was an old woman standing outside the door, slinging weed. I was gonna get some from her, but told her I had to get change first, and went inside. The inside of the store looked like any normal liquor store, and I walked around a bit, with a taste for tequila, trying to find a bottle of it. After a while, I found what I was looking for and went up to the counter, to pay.

Standing in a short line of people, I was idly looking at the counter, and a slender, young white guy stepped away from it, after paying for his liquor. He already seemed to have a scowl on his face, but his mood apparently took a turn for the worst, when he noticed that I was looking in his direction. Deviating from his initial path toward the door, he glared at me intently, coming out with something along the lines of "what the fuck are you looking at, huh?" A little put-off by this, I think I simply shrugged my shoulders, or something. This enraged him even further, and he stepped in front of me, his eyes seeming as if he was trying to bore a hole through my skull.

By now, his face was mere inches from mine, and he just started going off, saying something like "did I say I wanted you to fuckin look at me? I don't think so..." I had been trying to exercise a little restraint, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to respond. I said "wait, wait....so let me get this straight...just because you don't want me looking at you...you actually expect me not to look at you? Really?" with a quirk of my eyebrow. Someone in the line couldn't help but snicker at my question. The dude with the temper didn't find it all that funny. He glanced over at the person that snickered, then back at me, and completely blew up. He went into a full-on tirade, practically spitting his long string of curses and threats in my face, like some Drill Sergeant with a God complex.

After a few short seconds of listening to this guy profess about how he was about to kick my ass, and holding in the urge to just fire back with some words of my own, I finally assessed that this guy was truly looking for a fight, and I wasn't about to let him throw the first punch. So, in the middle of his tirade, without giving a single bit of warning, I swung my right palm up and into the side of his head, smacking it to one side and directly into the stone wall that was to my left (his right). His head bounced of the stone with a dull thump, knocking him unconscious and dropping him to the floor. The man was only out for about five seconds and, seeing him groggily regain consciousness, I reached down and gently picked him up to his feet, brushing him off and saying "hey, man, are you ok? Wow. You just kinda blacked out there." He obviously had absolutely no idea what the hell had just happened. He looked at me with a bit of dazed gratitude, and staggered out the door.

Just kind of laughing at the whole situation, I stepped to the counter and paid for my tequila. I got the change that I had intended to get, and walked out to meet the old lady on the corner. Instead of the old lady I'd seen, before, it was another old woman (whom I believe might have been in a wheelchair?), in her place. She said that she as 'taking over the shift' of the woman before her, and she sold me the bag.

When driving away from the store, I vaguely remember something about seeing someone dressed as the Joker (if not, actually, the Joker) walking into the store.

10/20/2011
Dream Fragment One
All I really remember is a brief fragment of having sex with a girl whom I don't really recognize.

Dream Two:
"The Kidnap Kid"

My daughter had been kidnapped. I went to the police, but they were proving to be kind of useless. They were taking way too long to find her, and forbade me from taking matters into my own hands, or they would persecute me to the fullest extent of the law. It seemed that the person's main target had been me, to begin with, but when they couldn't get their hands on me, they had decided to go after CJ instead. I was just seething about the whole thing. I wanted so bad to start my own, personal manhunt, but I tried to exercise as much restraint as humanly possible, to let the law do its job. My patience was wearing extremely thin.

The police had put me under some kind of 'protection', where I had to leave my house and stay with some old guy, in an unfamiliar home. I remember him giving me a tour of his house, showing me where he keeps a pistol - just in case - and where the best place in the house is to hide, where I can still get a good vantage point with the pistol, if need be.

Later, the kidnapper's identity was discovered, and it turned out to be some little bad-ass kid, that was probably 13 years old or so. He'd brought her back, but was still furious about something or other. I don't remember much about this moment, but some kind of strange, Dragonball Z type of battle, in which CJ's hair was sticking straight up on her head, and she reminded me of young Gohan. Her and the kid had started fighting in the living room, and he'd given her a pretty good shot, which sent her sprawling across the floor. Out of nowhere, my mom came flying in from out of nowhere, dressed in something that reminded me of Chi-Chi (also from DBZ), whirling a staff or broom or something over her head. She landed in front of the kid and swatted the staff down onto his head with a loud 'CRACK', that I practically felt, myself. All action immediately ceased, and the little kid looked up with this enormous pout on his face, holding his head, and just calmly said "....ow..."

That was apparently the end of the fight, and the whole situation defused after that.

Oct.25, Tue. No nap. Bed 11.30pm.

3.30am, 5am and 6am - either continuation of same dream, or something very similar. Was not able to make out any details even when I woke up from a dream and knew I had a dream.

Main dream - woke up at 7.30am.
I was in a house I grew up in but no longer live here IRL. I only come here to visit my parent and IRL I'm here right now.

I was taking care of 1-2kids about 4-7 years old. One lady came by with her kid(s) of same age and they befriended each other. Soon I became suspicious and confronted the other kid. Turned out she is not a kid, but she is 19 years old and trying to make my kid to do something bad. I kicked her out. By now, there was about 8 teenagers at the front door, trying to come in. I felt threatened. I tried to call 911, but couldn't make the numbers right, misdialed, couldn't hang up on a misdialed call, then my land lines were cut and I realized my cell is missing and realized that they had to come in a house already and steal my cell.

There was banging on a front door. I look out the window and see them walking outside like protesters or preaching something. I thought to call out for help as soon as first car comes by. Then I see a civilian car stopping at the house with lights flashing, like an undercover cop. I yell for someone to call police. Suddenly, there is a bunch of people on a street and I see a lady in civvies with a police badge on a sleeve. I know we are safe and wake up.

I remember playing some RPG game where once you gained a certain level, you could pick from a huge list of NPCs to battle you. You could even use a camera to take pictures of multiple sides of the object you'd want to have in the game and it would be a pet of yours. I had a giant grass hopper (took a picture of it from multiple angles and put it in the game) following me around, and I leveled up and I couldn't decide who i wanted on my team. There was a list of at least 15 different people to add with they're own unique skills.


I played another one that involved taking over Vegas. There were multiple ways to do it, and the game had multiple endings and what not.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Felt like getting lucid last night and I did. Did a short WBTB 1½ hours before having to go up and it was enough for me to get lucid. Pretty sweet, did some flying but the dream wasn't long.

21.45: Sleep

03.30: Fragment
*I visit some kids who are living in the woods. I open up their tent and look at the dirty bunch. "What do you eat?" I ask them. They open up a trunk of a car and it's full of rotten food. "We take it from the restaurant's trash" one kid tells me. "You can't do that! You'll get sick" I say horrified. Flies are buzzing all around.

03.30: WBTB 5 minutes

05.00: About to be robbed by my uncle MILD
I'm walking away from a few people dressed like rich people. "Bye! See you another time" I say and head over a bridge. My pockets are full of cash, I must have been on a rich man's party. My uncle shows up but somehow I don't think he is. It's like this stranger is just wearing my uncle's body. We greet and he starts walking next to me. 'Oh shit, please don't try to rob me.' "So, you like that team?" I ask him and point at his shirt. It's got a team logo on it. "Yeah, but not in football" he says and tells me in another weird sport I can't remember.

"Hey, do you got 100 crowns on you I could get?" he asks me. He's behaving like he's drunk or something and looks around as if he's expecting someone, or making sure no one is around. "Yeah... Hold on" I say and bring out my wallet. I make sure he don't see all the big bills in there and take out a hundred crowns bill. "Here, take it" I say and hold it out. All of a sudden he runs off without taking it. 'Wtf?' I slowly jog after him through a lit park, it's getting pretty dark out. I watch as he stops before a second bridge, another guy shows up.

He says something to the guy and runs off across the bridge. The same direction where I've parked my car. The new guy starts chasing him and I run after them both. I catch up and ask him out loud. "Did you also park your car over there?!" No response. I can see he's wearing headphones. The strange man takes a right and the new guy follows. I start thinking critically. 'Isn't left faster?' I decide it is. After twenty meters or so I realise it is not faster after all.

All that critical thinking makes me go lucid as I turn around to go the other way. 'Why run when I can fly?' I start running to gather some speed. A small jump and I'm flying a meter or so above the street. I go down the street pretty fast. They're doing some road work up ahead and I have to fly to the right in between two buildings. I hold out my left hand and produce a small flame there. I try to make it bigger but I only manage to make it alot hotter. A second later only heat is left.

'Doing pyrokinesis and flying at the same time will probably destabilize the dream.' I land and start activating my senses. I count my fingers and reach five. All of a sudden everything feels weird. I start walking down the road towards the construction site but it feels like I'm drunk. I almost fall and have to steady myself against the wall. I touch everything around me to keep me grounded in the dream. After a minute or so I'm safe in the dream and at the construction site.

I lose lucidity as I spot my brother, the strange man from before has taken his shape now. I have to squeeze myself against the wall to not get over run by a truck that appears behind me.

05.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Will try some heavier pyrokinesis next time.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

So last night I had another unique dream. It started out with me and one of my good friends on a beach, we hop in a row boat and start rowing off into the horizon. The sky gets cloudy and it starts to rain, as it rains I say, "I always wanted to do stuff like this with my friends and now I am" I'm not entirely sure if those were my exact words. So we eventually reach an arch of natural rock and head up to an enclosed beach like area with this strange wooden structure extending out to the water. Theres a group of people, one of them happens to be another good friend of mine. All the people are trying to make some crystals out of components from the sea. I start to help some people and all of the sudden an octopus pulls one of my friends overboard and into the water, he's able to swim up to the surface and I grab his hand and help him out. Afterward, we see a pirate ship sail by and for some reason we all become frightened. We all start heading to the beach quietly and carefully, making sure we left behind no signs of our being there. I can't remember anything after that.

Was outside Seattle it was friday. I had my staff with me and was spinning it. I had a lot of random girls come up and complement me on my spinning. One girl was fucked up on a purple monkey and offered me one. I declined and kept spinning. There were two other spinners on the street and I went to join them and spin with them. I stoles my staff a few time but didn't care. All of a sudden my vision was super blurry. A girl was leaning on me and said she really liked my energy over everyone elses. I said something and she laughed really hard. She wondered why she liked me so much. I told her I could see up and every time a tried to turn right I was sent back left. I some up and told kara about the dream. She told me I couldnt turn right in dreams. I thought back and realized I couldn't turn right. I laughed with kara about it for a bit. we were back at our old place and back in our living room. Kara and I got into a fight with Leo and dina about cleaning. They said we didnt clean enough. We went back to our room and talked a bit. I defended Leo and said he was doing more than ever. I left the room and saw he was listening in. I suddenly heard scary music and was terrified. Leo and I ran into the living room. We had a large tv there that was blocking the balcony and windows. It was really off and gave me a horrible feeling. There was a red flow and creepy music. I told Leo and he said I knowwwww ggggg and started laughing. I woke and wrote the dream in a false awakening

So this morning's back-to-bed session left me with one of those weird sensations where you wake up with the feelings still floating around in your brain, a dream hangover of sorts. I usually don't experience those unless I've been unfaithful to my Wife or something terrible has happened to somebody dear to me. Something else I realized is that I have this recurring scenario where I'm in the apartment where my Mother & I lived when I was growing up. If I can just get myself to to realize that I'm dreaming whenever I'm there (Buckethead dream, Metallica dream) I could have a very handy dream sign.

So, I'm in the apartment I grew up in with a few people, including my now deceased Father. We are just sitting around. I go to the bathroom and it is all torn apart as if in the process of renovations. I call to my Wife and start to tell how unhappy I am about all of this, what a complete waste of time and money it is. She doesn't seem to care at all. I'm still ranting as I follow her into the bedroom when I realize that the bedroom is all torn apart as well. Now I'm really angry. I go back out in to the living room and sit with my Dad. As we are sitting there my Wife comes out... TOPLESS! I'm flabbergasted! Incredulously I say nastily "Nice tits!" and she goes back to the bedroom. I wake up.



I feel very odd when I awake, the feelings are still fresh. Every time I looked at the bathroom features (toilet placement, tub placement, etc.) they changed and moved around. I think that if I can just get myself to remember that whenever I am in the apartment on Sherbrooke Street I must be dreaming that I can very easily get myself to realize that I am dreaming.

Note to self: If I am in the apartment on Sherbrooke Street I AM dreaming.
If I am in the apartment on Sherbrooke Street I MUST BE dreaming.