non-lucid

I remember walking along a beach and looking in pools and seeing snails in their shells but they were stuffed with garlic butter , I watched them for a while wondering when they would start moving or if they were the sort I could eat.
I then went fully clothed for a swim in the sea, and floating on the surface was rubbish like nets and fishing twine and other rubbish. I held them in my mouth as I swam to shore feeling quite smug about doing my bit for the environment. I got back to the beach and put them all in a pile, but felt something in my throat, so thinking I must have swallowed a bit of twine, I reached down my throat and started pulling on what I felt, but as it was comming out I saw that I was pulling out my small intestine. This left me staring at my innards as it was lying in the sand and wondering if I would be ok if I just swallowed it back down.

Tuesday 11/10/11 - Something to do with League of legends

Wednesday 12/10/11 - I was a catapult.

Thursday 13/10/11 - I had a vintage merryweather with ghosts in TF2
- I didn’t know whether it was Thursday or Friday

Friday 14/10/11 - I was on an island with some chick, it was supposed to be hong kong. Everything was floating away

I was at a lake (that had tides :S) and it had palm trees

Saturday 15/10/11 - Slept late

Sunday 16/10/11 - I saw people going to take an entry exam into my school and I wished them good luck

Monday 17/10/11 - I don’t remember but I know there was something

Tuesday 18/10/11 - Nothing

Wednesday 19/10/11 - I visited my friend in Tasmania. We went fishing and there was hugs surf. We went bushwalking and packed heaps of stuff.

Thursday 20/10/11 - I dreamt I died, but it was actually milhouse from the simpsons who died, and bart said, 'I had to make your death worthwhile. Milhouse had ice on his hands.?

Friday 21/10/11 - I was playing snow in FFXIII ~ he hasn't been playable for ages in the part I'm up to

Our family now has two iPads. A black iPad first gen and a white iPad 2. I'm watching a movie in my room on a couch on the wall opposite my bed (this couch does not exist IRL) and am under a blanket. I am watching the movie on the black iPad and eating chocolate glazed donuts at the same time. Every time I pull a donut from under the covers the chocolate scrapes off on the blanket and the screen of the iPad. I'm looking out the window too, it's nighttime. My brother might be with me. I also remember seeing the white iPad on my kitchen table.

This is a bit of an embarrassing dream but I put it down to being sick these last few days and having bad diarrhoea.

Not sure how the dream starts but remember having to travel to some place, but could feel as I was walking along that I was shitting my pants. I reached in with my hands to chuck out the worst of it, but still felt dirty and uncomfortable. Came accross a river/lake/sea and took the opportunity to jump inwith my clothes on and clean myself up. Once done I carried on to my destination only for the shit to start over again.

10.20.2011/Non-Lucid
I dreamed I was joining the US Air Force. I was in a room with a lot of strangers, almost like a kind of waiting room for a train station, about to leave for either training or some kind of active combat. I was wearing a green uniform and looking at my military ID card in my wallet when I realized I didn't want to do this - I was doing it to impress a girl, I think. I started to reverse my dream, watching earlier sequences go in reverse like a movie being played backwards. I wasn't aware it was a dream, I just knew I could undo my life at that point. I stopped just before applying for the Air Force, and I don't remember doing anything besides before the dream ended.

I dreamed of my father last night. I was so happy to see him. At the time it made sense that he was alive. I hugged him and cried. We saw a beautiful mountain scene and I told him we should go there, or Unicoi (where we went when I was a child) for a last chance to enjoy and not argue. He said OK.

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I was with an old fling SB. She was playing with her underwear in a way that showed herself. I started playing a game with her where I pulled her skin. It allowed me to reveal her more and touch her where I wanted. It was really nice, but I woke up after a few times touching her.

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I'm laying on my side beside a few friends and a television set. Next to the television there are several cases of nitrous oxide that seem to appear almost out of thin air. I grab one and so does my friend, pull the trigger, and inhale. We lock eyes. She's follows my every action. I now notice the dimness of my setting as I set the canister beside me and the gas leaks from its nozzle: a bland looking apartment building living room. There is a sense of bleak hopelessness, but not overwhelmingly and it's definitely comes with a drag of content. I warn my companions not to smoke or light a match while the gas is fogging the vision between us.

Suddenly, I get that feeling you get when your tooth is about to get pulled. Sure the giddy lightheadedness from the nitrous, but more so the overwhelming feeling of being strapped to a chair. There is a detached chattering in the back of my head. I realize I'm dreaming, only I'm still stuck. I realize after a moment of struggling that I'm stuck in a transitional state between waking and sleeping. The chatter is the sound of my professor's voice pulsating through my bedroom. I wake up, realizing what a failed attempt this was at laying in bed and still trying to pay attention to my online class.

Grrr...I really need to get to bed on time. I made it farther into the MILD process last night, reaching a very decent point of visualization, but I only went over the mantra two or three times before I fell asleep

1) The dream began with a title: "Dream 06 - Israel". If that title is to be trusted, that means there's five other dreams I had last night but cannot remember After that, I found myself in the middle of a hotel shower. I got out and made my way into the world outside, and found myself in Israel. I spoke to some locals in Hebrew and they all told me about a horrible person that was coming into town that would do me great harm if he found I was there. They advised I remain hidden in my hotel room until he came and went. Well I thought that was unnecessary, so I didn't listen. Eventually I wound up in the same building as this horrible person when he arrived, and to save my neck I sneaked around, avoiding detection. I stealthily took out a couple guards, but I still got noticed by the man himself before I could escape. Turned out he was actually a pretty nice guy, though...

Dream Signs: being somewhere with no memory of getting there, being around people, highly unusual circumstances

So this one I can actually remember the start of it. I was in a house or something with other survivors about to go sprint to a supermarket. I remember them wanting to wait for this car to come pick them up because they saw this note from their family that told them to wait two days for a car to come get them, but it had been about two days. So I remember now waking around this strip mall area with them, I was telling them that we should go find a gas station or somewhere that has food. But my friend Avery said no because there would be too many zombies there. So then I remember a mad dash to a supermarket. We got inside and I was really hungry at this point. So I told them and they said they would find food in a minute. I remember just walking around this store just looking for some food. I found a kit kat bar and quickly devoured it. I met up with everyone else and they said that we should leave soon. So when they were done talking I looked in front of me and found some drawstring backpacks and then I realized it was a gift bag. But I looked down and there were drawstring bags, I grabbed a few and tossed them to my fellow survivors. They said they were useless and threw them back. I was a big angered but I continued to stockpile whatever I could. I then remember this thing about death coming up behind me and telling me how long I had to live. It was weird and didn't really mean much. Anyways I remember one of the guys hearing this groan from behind the store. We though it was zombies so we all prepared to leave. I looked out and saw this green thing that looked like the grinch. I shouted that it was a zombie but it actually wasn't. I went out to it and it had the note on it that my friends read. So I came back in. I now remember running down the street away from zombies. I remember a guy with razor numchucks killing zombies. We continued to run and then I saw these kids like 18 yrs old with a chainsaw. I got pushed into their garage and they were all getting pumped up to kill zombies. They started beating me up and were possibly going to rape me but death came up behind me and told them to leave me alone. So I got out of the place but lost all my stuff in my bag and everyone was mad at me. We then came to a safe house where there was food.

That's pretty much it

Dream - Lucid

I was laying in my bed on my stomach. Paul was sleeping next to me. I hoped he didn't try anything.

Then, it was morning, and we were up and out of bed. Brittany, a girl I met in one of my classes, laughed and said Paul had stayed at my house every night. She was right. I thought about it, and he had. I didn't understand why though. I mean, nothing had ever really happened between us or anything.

We were then laying in bed again. I was laying on my stomach, and I felt Paul put his arm over me and kinda cuddle me. I was so tired I didn't fight it. Paul then said something about us partying all night and staying up till dawn. I told him I couldn't because I had a test in the morning. He kept on talking about it anyway.

Another morning came. We were both up and about again. I looked at Paul, and all he was wearing were these mustard yellow boxers. I didn't look at him for too long; I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. I quickly averted my eyes.

I then went to class. I was in this big auditorium that reminded me of my old middle school auditorium.

Then, I was in bed again, and figured out I was dreaming. I looked around, and the TV was in the wrong place. I then did I finger count: 5 on the right hand, 6 on the left. I got up out of bed and went to phase through a wall, hoping it would take me somewhere else.

I was too hasty and didn't think through were I wanted to go, however, and things went black. I was in bed again after a few seconds of darkness, but I was still aware that I was dreaming. I decided to go get my brother and show him around the world of lucid dreaming. I got up out of my bed and hovered a little. I then went to my door to exit the room. I decided to not phase through it this time since the last time ended in blackness. I turned the handle, first doing another finger count.

I then was in my brother's room, trying to get his dream body out of bed. I don't remember much else from this part of the dream.

The next thing I know, I'm standing in front of a mirror. I look at my reflection, bu I discover that I look totally different. My hair is much darker, straighter, and longer, and my face looked much different and a bit younger. I concentrated a little more on it, and I started to be able to recognize my eyes on the unknown face staring back at me in the mirror.

I then decided to try something I've always heard about, but have never had experience with. A lot of people have told me that when they see their reflection in their dreams, it's horrible, disgusting, and terrifying. I've never had that experience, so I decided to try something to see what would happen. I said, out loud to my reflection,
"I want to face my demons. Show me my demons."
My face started to morph and change, every so often stopping in a distorted position. It would enlongate, flatten, my eyes would shrink, my face at one point looked kind of like an ass, etc. It just kept doing that. I could even feel it happening physically.

However, it wasn't scary. Just kinda weird.

I was then in a room somewhere. I felt the dream losing stability, so I started to feel and concentrate on my surroundings. I ran my hand over a glass surface, focusing on how real the glass felt. Below the glass was a metal surface. I did the same for that. I felt the cold, shiny metal under my fingers. It made the dream feel more stable.

Lately I've been having a little trouble remembering my dreams after I've woken up, which concerns me a little because I almost always remember them. I'm always telling family and friends, "I had the strangest dream last night..." and then proceed to tell them all about it. Thankfully, i remember bits and pieces of the dream I had last night:

I'm driving in a car on what appears to be a freeway. I'm coming up on a slower moving vehicle, so I move over into the lane to the right of the vehicle and accelerate to pass it. As I look down the road I see another vehicle coming in the opposite direction and it has just moved into the same lane as me. I'm puzzled about this but not really concerned because everything around me seems to be happening in slow motion, but my reaction time(s) are still the same. So as the other car approaches me, I am easily able to move to the right just enough to let him pass me, then move to the left back into my lane. A few minutes later, I go to pass another car and the same thing happens but it's a different car this time. Then a few minutes after that, I see a car ahead of me try to change lanes, but it clips another car and they both start to go out of control. There I am in my car, watching this multi-car accident unfold in slow motion all around me. I'm watching pieces of the cars coming off and go flying slowly through the air. Even though my car remains undamaged, I pull over to the side of the road because I was a witness to the accident and will need to tell the police what happened. I see a restaurant on the opposite side of the road and suddenly find myself inside it, asking to use their phone. But the people in the restaurant, employees and customers alike, all just saw the accident and are asking me questions about it: "Are you all right?". "What happened?" "Who caused it?"

That's pretty much all I remember.

Good morning, everybody. Time seemed to be really weird in this dream. I tried to get it all down as well as I could.

Dream #1

I was out in a park on a sunny day, possibly with a small group of people. The park was a long, slightly sloped lawn, an asphalt path, and then another lawn which went up a ridge. The lawns were kind of yellowy, as if the grass hadn't gotten much rain.

At the top of the ridge was a row of trees. We had to pull out the trees. The trees were all small, and we had to get them out, all the way to the roots. We would then carry them down to a wheelbarrow on the path, where they would be carted away, maybe two or three at a time.

Suddenly, it seemed like the scene was going to start over again. My view was coming in toward the park, moving up toward the trees. There may have been another row of trees on the border of the park and, now, a row or two of trees lining the asphalt path.

Suddenly, it was like the scene started over again, and I was coming back into the park, like a disembodied viewer. Then the scene started all over again, but it was like I was watching the view on a little, boxy TV that stood on the floor in some dark room. This experience may have started all over again.

Now I was back in the park. I was on the asphalt path, which was lined, at least on one side, with trees, making the path shady. My brother was with my, just up the hill from the path. He wanted me to take a picture of him. I tried to take a picture of him, but my view was all blocked by the leafy branch of a tree, like a poplar or a callery pear.

I tried again to get a good shot of my brother. But now my view was of the hillside -- with me on it. I also saw my mother and her best friend, and possibly my brother. We were all standing kind of far apart from each other. I was walking down the hill. I was in shade, but a greenish light hit the underside of my left cheek, as if somehow reflecting the light of the green leafs in the sun. I managed to get a photo of this, as if I were also outside the scene.

I was now outside the park again. But this time I wasn't coming in. I stood on the outside, hiding behind a border of trees. I had, apparently, been sick for a long time, and I was just now coming back. I was afraid of the boss of whatever project this was that I was working on. But someone, maybe in my head, told me not to worry, just to approach the boss and be honest.

I was now going with my brother and a thin, old, kind of intelligent-looking man into some place which was supposed to be my office. The place looked like a storage shed, like in some dirt-lot complex of sheds that might be seen on the outskirts of a city.

We had to walk up steps to get into this trailer-like office. But there was no front wall. We just walked right in. Everything seemed to be made of wood: the floors, desks, walls, everything -- and the same kind of wood, like pale wood from an old backyard deck.

I had perhaps lost my job, possibly because the company I worked for had gone under. I was here with my brother and the old man to get my stuff. The old man seemed to know a lot more about this whole process than I did.

We went up to the right wall, where, as I was grabbing something, I may have passed out. I was then walking back up the steps and into the office. It was like I had been sick for a long time, and this was the first time I'd come back to the office since I'd gotten sick.

The old man and my brother were there to meet me. My older brother was looking around the office. The old man stood by the wall. I walked up to the old man. We were supposed to be doing something regarding cleaning up the office after my sickness.

I remembered an old man giving me some kind of little wooden box, which was like a matchbox. The old man had been sick, maybe even dying. I had been caring for him somehow, almost as if I were a doctor. I had been standing by the wall, and the old man had been laying on the floor. The last thing I remembered before getting sick was holding the box. Then I passed out.

The old man in the present time knew my memory. He told me we had to find that box. We found it instantly. It was a little wooden box about four centimeters in width and length and maybe 7 millimeters tall. It had a little interior which pushed in and out like a drawer, or like in a matchbox. But it also seemed not to do that, but to latch open and closed, like some kind of folder or briefcase.

The old man took the box from me. He told me we had to burn it. I had gotten sick and passed out, the old man said. But other people had died. There had been a plague, all through this office and in other places.

This box, the man told me, was the source of the infection. We needed to burn it. And we were going to burn this whole office down, too.

The old man and I, and possibly my brother, may have continued talking as we walked toward the other end of the office. We may have been planning to leave the office.

EDIT #2 (ELABORATION): The end of the world has happened. I'm not sure exactly what caused it, but I think it involved zombies. All I know is that it's been long enough that everyone has kind of come to accept it. The disaster has something to do with zombies, or some sort of infectious monster. All I remember is that it was slow and gradual, and it did things to your body. (More body horror. Interesting that this comes up so much.) For some reason I'm thinking that the Joker is responsible for it. Or some other clown-themed villain maybe? In any case, the bad guy is throwing a party at my house for the monsters, and they start coming down the cul-de-sac an into my driveway. Most of them are driving vehicles and monster trucks. One monster in particular tries to run me over with a dunebuggy, but I leap out of the way.

The dunebuggy wrecks into a person standing next to me and it crushes his skull. I remember seeing the remains of his head, his jawbone, and a huge pool of blood. A friend of the victim says that he's keeping the remains so he can identify him later.

(This dream is interesting in that it's almost completely derived from things I've been doing lately. The zombies come from me watching Walking Dead, Joker is from Arkham City (which I recently bought), the party is related to a scene in the game, the dunebuggy is from me seeing RAGE, and the crushed skull and jawbone is from a scene in Breaking Bad (in which a man's skull was crushed with an ATM machine) I recently watched.)



(Original Notes)
Sleepy. Will elaborate later

It's the end of the world and we've all pretty muhc accepted it.
It has to do with zombies or something
joker from Batman i sresponsible
go to smoeone's house for final advice for big "party" joker hosting at my house
Given weapon of some sort
Go home
Part is kind of like a monster truck rally
Most of the trucks drive down cul-de-sac and into driveaway
Monster truck
One lady in a dunebuggy almost hits me and a few other people., but I stand up and dage.
It's intentional
Crushes skull of one guy. I can see jawbone and lots of blood
Guy says he's keeping it so he can identify that person later

Edit: Remember reason for apocolypse: Everyone was infected with a sort of virus. In a few hours it turned you into a monster/zombie. There was body horror involved.

The dream starts with Tyler Reks walking to the ring. Then blacks out like it was Universe Mode in Smackdown vs RAW 2011 then the announcer Tony Chimel says "and introducing the special guest enforcer.... George W. Bush".

Then Bush walks out with Reks I think and he has a match. Now it gets a bit fuzzy, someone got injured and then a commentator, Jim Ross shakes hands with Bush and then another commentator, Michael Cole and they stand there.

After I'm backstage, I walk past Eve and other wrestlers my friend is there also, Daniel Mays is there for some reason eating. I keep going and someone is on a stretcher, its either Jim Ross (JR) or Daniel Bryan. As the Michael Cole (in wrestling gear) and Tyler Reks move the stretcher gurney down the hallway it starts to get cramped. I kept going forward but I don't do close spaces so I moved back and they came back also.

I looked out the window and they had moved JR or Daniel Bryan out into an ambulance. I looked again and they did it a second time. After that I'm still backstage and I eat a slice of tomato.



Side Notes:
This is a bit of a FA but I'm not sure. I wake up and check the time its 06:00 I fall back to sleep. Either that or it was an FA as a few secs later my alarm goes off and its 07:00.

Looking back it was a bit fuzzy but it was also very real. If dreams can be that real then thats very scary.

Oct.16 - I was in a class. We were working on some papers - crossword puzzles. I finished mine. Someone took the paper from me and tuned it towards me, so I can read it. I saw the word LUCID kinda zoomed out from the paper. Didn't make me lucid.

Oct.17 - I was looking up some info on a hospital on the net. Then was in the store, picking binoculars, that had ability to see in dark.

Oct.18 - nap 2pm-5pm. I was in a big house, that was balanced in the middle and then it tipped over.
My mom visited me, she drove to me by car (she doesn't drive IRW), I told her not to drive back at night. There were crooks talking people into giving them money, I found proof of it in a deep crevice between tipped over house and the hill.
Bedtime 10pm - woke up at 5am with a dream - I was in the dream incubation place

Oct.20 - visiting family abroad in a huge house. I was flying around.