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    1. Zombie Ghosts, Magical Profession, Flying and Meeting up

      by , 10-10-2011 at 03:54 PM
      non-lucid - Notes - lucid

      10-10-11 Intentions were simple meeting up with people from the IOSDP (secretly targeting Katsuno, though he isn't the target till next Saturday =P).

      “You a Wizard or a Witch boy!?”

      I am put in a situation where I have to choose my professional progression path in the field of magic. There are two ways to go. The first is the wizard way, which involves evocation magic and direct energy channelling. The other is the Witch way, which relies more on potions, rituals and props though it is equally as powerful.

      I am with someone that may be my parents and they may have been ghosts. I remember the male, which I believe to be my dad looking at me looking like a zombie with bright red eyes. I am walking amongst some streets that have a winter/autumn feel to them, it is quite cold. I leap up onto one of the buildings, defying gravity a bit using wizardry powers.

      I get a simultaneous narration on what it will be like if I choose one profession or the other. It goes even further to explain that even beneath the two main categories there are further specialisation. One of these paths is that you have to work under conditions quite harsh and this is examplified by me receiving a strong cold wind in my face and I understand this to be the standard working condition of this particular path.

      My POV shifts so I am not myself any more, rather I am now my dad or the zombie/ghost version of my dad at least. He/I sit down and I basically tell him that the windy conditions aren't the right choice and that we should be patient and wait for the right path.

      There is more to this dream before this part though I don't remember much of it.

      Skip

      The dream shifts to something else, though thematically there is still something about ghosts. In particular there is a guy who is creating a water slide attraction. He is a ghost himself and the nature of the water ride is that he takes people for a drive in a train underwater.

      People who are in the train have their eyse at the surface level of the water so they can see for themselves what it is like to drive through water (!?). The dream might have awoken me slightly or at least increased my cortical tone, because I keep having these sensations of having various plants pulled over my eyes inside my eyelids, which is scary and very uncomfortable experience. (one of my biggest fears is having my eyes slashed by reeds).

      There are two girls sitting down on a bench outside the lake where the water attraction is. They are eating sausages with a lot of ketchup and mustard while I am preparing an explanation on the water attraction. I go on to explain that the attraction has existed for about 3 years and it was tough in the beginning. The way it works has changed over time to the way it is now where the driver is underwater driving the train between two layers of ice.
      …............

      “Balloon/Free(Jet?) flight instructor stylez!!”

      I am on a patch of land that looks quite fertile and green. It is surrounded on both sides by water. it is daytime.

      I am a flight instructor having radio contact with a number of people who are trying to learn either balloon or free(Jet?) flying or a combination of the two.

      Out in the field there is a crucial point where you have to have taken off before. Otherwise you will get stuck in two trees with branches crossing each other over the flight path we have to take. There is another instructor on my team who complain about this, seeing as there isn't a lot of runway to take off from before reaching this spot.

      I rationalise that by throwing people out in the deep end they will become better pilots later on, though he doesn't really agree with this. I back this up with a particular psychological theory. He says a word, which I hear as Lenin, which I explain that he is not entirely incorrect about this as I am referring to Russian psychologists. He then starts laughing and explains that this wasn't the word he said.
      …...................

      “Kaomea, Katsuno and an Airport”

      I am walking through a street with a lot of people with various kinds of shops. Food, clothing and souvenir shops. The general feel is that the shops are put up for some kind of event and aren't there normally.

      Skip

      I am walking through an airport terminal with Pil. There is something weird about the situation so I shout out for him to wait for me while I do a reality check. I look at my hand and I don't notice anything particularly different, I pull my thumb into the palm of my hand while I am looking at the back to see if I can make an additional thumb grow.

      I can't do this and I shout out “Bah I can't even make an additional thumb grow”, but I still keep looking at my hand and all of a sudden I see that half of it disappears so I only have 3 fingers left.. like a turtle hand.

      I spend quite a lot of time trying to calm myself down as I have a suspicion that a lot of my lucids end because of over excitement. So I am standing there looking at the surroundings. The terminal has quite a modern feel to it. The floors and general look of the place is rather metallic though the designers have also found some room for plants. It is fairly bright outside.

      I then start working on my goals, but obviously my memory is not playing ball with my intentions. I start walking into the terminal while I shout out “Pil!” intending on finding Pil. Pil comes around the corner, but then I remember that he wasn't the guy I was supposed to meat up with, so I shout out for “Kaomea” and she also appears from around a corner. She looks younger and paler than her picture (and compared to how she has looked before) and seem to have quite a naïve expression on her face. I don't really have anything to say to her. She is all dressed in black.

      Then I recall that it was Katsuno who signed up to be the mark for dream invasion, though I am cognizant of the fact that it isn't until next weekend I still shout out “Katsuno”.

      I start walking out and jump up towards a sign to see if I can fly a bit, which I am not that successful with, though I don't really care. I continue walking out and there are a lot of plants intertwined with the industrial metallic look of the airport terminal.

      At this point I ask Kaomea if she is actually Kaomea or just another DC, and she confess to being a dream character. I think I stop her before she runs off because I need to see her eyes. I have a suspicion that they are yellow, which could indicate that it is Mitzu playing up and they are, but I don't continue the conversation, also she doesn't really feel like Mitzu. Then I might have punched her in the face down an escalator.

      I then find Katsuno who is a fairly tall Caucasian male with black hair, not really short, but not long either though it isn't spiked. He is dressed in clothes that would indicate that he is German, a tracksuit maybe(?) (think I primarily infer this because I know him to be German, rather than an objective attribute of his clothes).

      Katsuno is talking to someone at the same time as he is walking, maybe another couple of walking with him. I Say “Katsuno”, but instead of responding to me he just keeps on talking to these other people. I get slightly annoyed with this and decide to not waste further energy getting his attention, but then he actually grabs me around the shoulders. I say “I am Dennis, we are dreaming together, this is the goal we are trying to achieve” he replies “yeah I know, I can't believe how vivid this is!”.

      I am then walking outside and inside the terminal towards the exit there are some shops with yellow umbrellas over them, I believe they are 'Tuborg' umbrellas but I don't stop to check for sure. I continue walking outside.

      Once outside I start thinking about the TOTM and recall that it has something to do about trick or treating. I want to do this at a private door, but I can't seem to find any amongst all the shops. So I look down one way of the street and expect there to be a private door behind me when I turn around. It doesn't really work, though I get the feeling that I won't have to walk far to find one.

      Then my memory plays a trick on me and I recall that I have to do something with a shoe. So I walk up to one of the people at the shops and ask her to remove her shoe. She is wearing white priatey clothes and I kneel down to remove her shoe. However I think it might be difficult to get it off, but I mentally remind myself of not acting stupid putting barriers up for myself. So I end up getting off her shoe, it is a white shoe, and I put it on the muddy ground and then the shoe turns into 2D and I wake up, under the commentary of a narrator.

      …...........

      “FA”

      Unsure if I have a FA, but I recall attempting to WILD by making a dream manifest around me. I am not sure though if this memory is from waking or sleeping condition though I suspect this to precede the lucid from the airport.
    2. Quick Nap , Quick LD , Quick Push

      by , 10-10-2011 at 02:31 PM (. - ~ = * [ |{(Welcome to my Weird Dream World)}| ] * = ~ - .)
      so i went to take a nap and there was my bro in the restarant kitche and he started pushing me so hard hard i was alreadyy LD BUT still i couldnt move just lauhg ;D



      then next dreams were so krazy idk i was .. omg never mind ;D
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    3. A week's journal

      by , 10-10-2011 at 11:55 AM
      I'll just post every week or so a collection of dreams, I can't be bothered logging on everyday, but I have enough time to note things on my laptop. The days are the mornings I remember on.

      Tuesday - 4/10/11 - Something to do with pseudoephedrine

      Wednesday - 5/10/11 - At a lake, my friend upgraded his rod to catch a fish 'that didn’t have fins'
      Trees had fallen over into the lake at nigh making snags, I was trying to knock one over to make my own snag

      Thursday - 6/10/11 - a song…?
      - Green bmx, I rode it from my house to a cliff. There was a market thing that also was a construction site, and past that up a mountain in a deep forest was a building where some of my friends were hanging out. I went in a huge half pipe on the bmx
      - Something was riding a white tiger thing chasing me, I think I was one. Id try to climb trees but it would follow me

      Friday - 7/10/11 - I was part of 'the mentalist' show. A bad guy was following me, presumable o kill me. I was at home running from him. I ran in my back door and locked it. I heard a click from the side door, and realised it wasn't locked, and I woke up out of fear

      Saturday - 8/10/11 - slept late; nothing

      Sunday - 9/10/11 - slept late; nothing

      Monday - 10/10/11 - I slept on time but still nothing
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. WWE Event

      by , 10-10-2011 at 08:20 AM
      Dream 1

      A guy called Rad Bad Debone won the hardcore title. Randy Orton beat Kane in a match and was going to have another match. But since he just had a hard match against Kane he didn't want to wrestle.

      The enxt week Undertaker said that Randy Orton should wrestle and that "he should talk".

      Most of the dream was on a mountain.
    5. Let Me Lead the Way

      by , 10-10-2011 at 07:37 AM (Choi's Journey of the Conscious Mind)
      [COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
      [COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
      [COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
      [COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic[/COLOR]

      [COLOR="silver"]This time I did a 4 minute timer interval and I remember that I got a moment of lucidity and as my dreams allways are with this method, they were as vivid as real experiences. But 4 minute intervals was too long I almost woke up before them and I also ended up tired in the morning, and it's not supposed to be like that.
      So the next morning I will try a 3 minute interval.[/COLOR]

      [CENTER][ATTACH=CONFIG]2552[/ATTACH][/CENTER]

      [COLOR="blue"]I were in a game looked like a RPG game. I had a mount, a wolf. I told my friends who were also inside that game, that I will go to the destination and mark my way on the way there. So I took of on my wolf and marked the way with yellow stars that were connected with a light in some way.
      On the way I met a lot of creatures that were trying to kill me, but i had abilities like, stomping my foot in the ground to start a small earthquake, so they all died.
      When I arrived I saw a big tv screen with boxes that looked like a memory space to save the game in.
      A little bit further away I saw a woman holding a sword, it looked like she was waiting for us, but she was completely still.
      I save my progress in two boxes and then saw a button on the screen that could teleport one of my friends to this destination. Great then I don't have to wait for my friends to get here, I thought. I communicated with all of my friends in some way, but then I saw a message that said "You need to write in the correct CD-Key to be able use this function".
      So I waited for my friends to arrive.
      Then we approached this woman, I said "I handle here, this will be fun". She had a sword that looked like just a metal stick on a handle. When she swung her sword against me I just grabbed it with my hand, but then she pulled the blade with a force, so I cut my palm.. I thought that this was silly because if I just had have gloves this would be a piece of cake.
      I got instructions from someone of how to use a sword, then I woke up.[/COLOR]

      [COLOR="silver"]Someday I will return and fight this woman![/COLOR]

      Updated 10-10-2011 at 07:46 AM by 49122

      Categories
      non-lucid , side notes
      Attached Thumbnails Attached Thumbnails Nightmares all the time, PLZ HELP.-firey-elektra-woman-sword-31000.jpg  
    6. 10/02/2011 - "Return of the Living Dead"

      by , 10-10-2011 at 05:54 AM (Oneironaut Zero: Dreamwalker Chronicles)
      10/02/2011
      "Return of the Living Dead"

      Another zombie apocalypse dream. (They seem to be a recurring theme, recently.) I don't really remember much of this one, though. I had some family members with me, and a dog. (I've also been having a few pet dogs in my dreams lately. I've had the idea of getting a dog on my mind, a lot, so it seems to be seeping into my dreams.) There was a lot of random running and fighting, in this dream. The zombies were much faster in this dream, than they were in my recent, previous ones.

      At one point, I remember being holed up in someone's house. The homeowner - a man, I believe - was sitting on the couch, which was about half the distance between the front door and myself. Suddenly, the door burst open, and a zombie came charging into the room, holding a chainsaw. He lunged toward the homeowner, and I turned to dash into the kitchen, immediately reaching for the knife set. I didn't actually see whether or not the homeowner got killed, because I was busy searching for a chef's/butcher's knife. There was none to be found, though - just a bunch of small knives and shears, that looked like they would make horrible weapons against the undead.

      There was a transition, here, and I was in the back seat of a car. There was a man sitting next to me, and one of my family members on the other side of him. We'd eventually come to find out that the man had been bitten, and he was beginning to turn, while in the car with us. I kept screaming to my cousin N, who was driving, to pull over, because the man was transforming quickly. She just kept taking her sweet time, though, as if this wasn't a dire situation. While she leisurely pulled her way over to the side, I began grabbing the guy and pulling him over top of me, in order to throw him out of the vehicle while it was still rolling.


      Dream Fragment Two (FA)
      I 'woke up' in my bed, and was aware of the dog from my previous dream, lying on my floor. I wasn't exactly looking at it, but instead had my head down upon my bed, so where the dog would have been lying was actually below my field of view. I just kind of knew the dog was there. This struck me as weird, though, as I slowly began to realize that I didn't have a dog.

      (What happened next was really strange, because I can't exactly tell if I was getting hypnopompic imagery, of if was actually waking up, and catching some residual dream imagery. As I began to sit up, I was actually awake, but the line between what I was seeing being either a dream or waking life completely blurred.)

      Realizing this, I slowly began to lift my head. There was something there, but it couldn't have been a dog, because I didn't have one. I saw the top of a hairy figure begin to come into view, my eyes adjusting to my wakeful state. For a moment, I thought it might actually be a dog, but then I knew that didn't make sense. Moving my head a little bit higher, I saw what looked like my daughter's head, and then a little more of her body, beneath it. This also struck me as weird, because I knew that my door was locked. It was almost unmistakably her, though, even though I could only see the most vague impression of her. She seemed to be lying on my floor, reading something out of a book. I could almost make out all of the details of her figure, but then, just like that...her image was completely gone - replaced by a few articles of clothing that were actually on my floor.

      (I was now undeniably awake, with my head already lifted from my pillow, and all of the lingering images had completely faded away. I did quite a few reality checks, but I was definitely awake, and had been for the majority of this strange position. Even looking back on it, when I first awoke, I couldn't really determine when I actually stopped dreaming.)

      Updated 10-10-2011 at 05:58 AM by 2450

      Categories
      non-lucid , false awakening
    7. 09/28/2011 - "Game On!"

      by , 10-10-2011 at 05:44 AM (Oneironaut Zero: Dreamwalker Chronicles)
      09/28/2011
      "Game On!"

      I was a basketball star, on some unknown school's team. We were in the gym, and it seemed like we were only practicing, because there was really no one in the stands. Instead of playing full court, we were playing our game across a horizonal section of one side of the court, using the opposite goals on this end, as if they were full-court distance from each other. After a while, though, it seemed as if my skills just completely left me. For some reason, I couldn't make a single point, to save my life. Everything I threw up there bricked, and my dribbling skills just went strait to hell. I was getting humiliated. Everyone was looking at me and wondering just what the hell was up, but I couldn't explain it.

      I had been on the verge of quitting, really, when - just as quickly as they had left me - my skills had suddenly flooded back into me. Not only was I the star I was before, but it seemed that I was actually given some superhuman ability. My shots were just eerily precise, and my dunks had a hang time that almost made it seem like I was levitating. Sometimes I would 'fly' up there, grab the rim with one hand and throw the ball down through the net, with the other. The last dunk I threw down actually tore the goal off of its base, and the whole thing came crashing down onto the gym floor.

      Updated 10-10-2011 at 05:49 AM by 2450

      Categories
      non-lucid
    8. Anarchy

      by , 10-10-2011 at 05:39 AM
      -All Non-Lucid-

      I was sitting in my bedroom that Is actually a living room, my dad and sis were wathching the news and there they said that Croatia has fallen into anarchy, that it was divided into 12 segments, 11 of them belonging to random countries that were mentioned and last one still being Croatia. We went outside to walk a bit around, the surroundings were different, like we were in some castle, alot of people were fighting over territory we were just walking past them. We went back home after a while and it was decided that tomorrow we are packing the stuff into the car and then deciding what country to move to. I instantly knew where I wanted to be, hoping they would accept, I was shy to say it but we had to do it tomorrow so I had time to prepare and also that tomorrow we'd go to mine and my sister's college and get our documents. I went on my phone to tell Moonlights what's going on, but I closed it accidentally as I was about to tell him what's going on, then I woke up. Even thoo it was anarchy and all, I wished the dream was true so I could move into that country I wanted to. I was dissapointed when I woke up, wishing the dream was real. XD

      -But then again I don't want my selfish desires to hurt others, was just a nice thought thoo...
      Categories
      non-lucid
    9. Lucid #2 (but only half way there)

      by
      gab
      , 10-10-2011 at 04:17 AM (Turquoise Dreams)
      [MILD/WBTB]
      [Woke up after 6 1/2 hours of sleep (8pm-2.30am, stayed up on PC about 20 min, went back to bed, thought about LDing, meteor shower and my upcoming class reunion, did some "Am I dreaming" and looking at my hand and saying my mantras. Fell asleep shortly after 4am). Woke up immediately after getting ½ way to LD at 4.45am].

      Dream:
      It's at night and I'm at my class reunion. I'm talking to my friends for a little while. Then I'm in adjacent room with big wall full of windows. Suddenly I see a huge bolide streaking through the skies from right to left. It's beautiful. I see some hills on the left and I know if I don't get higher, I will loose this meteorite behind the hill. Suddenly I feel as I was on a see-saw. I'm slowly lifting in the air without any effort and slowly coming back to ground. I do this couple of times. Then instead of coming back down, I keep going higher. Feels good but I'm surprised and I look up asking myself "wow, how high is this ceiling?". "I'm dreaming". My hand comes into view and looks almost normal, except mi middle finger is little longer than it should be. I realize that from this point it could go either way - turn lucid or continuing with regular dream. So I start willing my finger to stretch longer while repeating to myself "I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming." I'm still high all the way to the ceiling.
      I get scared of the dark and wake myself up. Man, I wish I wasn't such a scaredy-cat.

      Updated 12-06-2011 at 08:17 PM by 50242

      Tags: class, dild, meteor, school
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    10. A couple dreams about ALIENS!

      by , 10-10-2011 at 04:01 AM (GypsyDiver's Dream Bible)
      Alien Abduction! (SUPER VIVID!)

      Last night I dreamed I was abducted by aliens! I know! Slynk told me maybe I really WAS. Freaky thought. Anyway. These aliens took a bunch of humans, seven of us? It was supposed to be an even number, but they screwed up. And they put us on a TV show! A reality TV show where we had to kill each other off. I remember thinking it reminded me of Doctor Who. We were in space, and had a multitude of ways to kill each other. I mostly remember an Asian woman being pushed out into space. It was scary, because none of us wanted to kill each other, but we didn't want to die, either.

      I remember almost dying, but there was a reset when the aliens realized they grabbed the wrong number of people. That's when some of the dead people came back and we all realized that they, the aliens, could control life. The people who had died told us they had really EXPERIENCED what it was like to be dead. So we were all pretty uncomfortable about killing other people. I lied, told everyone I was pregnant so they wouldn't kill me. Even though I could be brought back, I didn't want to experience dying like the rest of the people had. So I avoided being killed. I remember being on some deck of the ship and looking out into a star, which was huge and inferno-y. It really scared me, how huge and hot it was.

      At the end, the aliens talked about keeping us as pets. They said they could keep us forever then erase our memories and put us back on Earth like no time has passed. I told them if they kept someone, I think it was Slynk, they had to keep me too, and let me visit him. They smiled and said they would, then I woke up.

      ---
      Unfinished Alien Religion fragment
      (This is unfinished because I wrote all of it, but it was eaten by the word processor. I found it two days later and posted it, as is, to my LJ.)

      I think I was an alien invader from another planet, or somesuch. Or I knew people who were. I was pretending to take over a church. I really WAS taking over, but I wasn't as evil as I was pretending to be. It was extremely odd. I forced people to pray by themselves for long periods of time, I ran around converting people and telling them about our choir. The sermon had no hymns, I guess because I don't really know any! And there was a boy who wasn't converted, and I wanted him to be. Sid was there, too. He said something to embarrass me, so I ran off to the boy, and used my 'me' voice, not my pastor/preacher voice. I flirted with him, pulled him on top of me. I remember thinking, 'three breaths,' was the amount of time he has before he was hard, and then I'd know if it worked. I don't remember if I turned him on, but I did convert him.
    11. Him again; Fear of Driving

      by , 10-10-2011 at 02:42 AM
      non-dream non-lucid Lucid

      Dream one: I was at church. I went outside and suddenly I was in some room(I think I had been heading to the church van but I had seen the others or something). My friends Scotty, Becca, Caleb, and my mom were there. Suddenly Caleb walked up to me and put his mouth either near on on my ear (yeaaah he kinda kissed me I guess) (not sure how that works out but ehhh whatever). Scotty had a O.O "holy crap" face, Becca had a :3 "d'awww" face, and my mom had a D:< "wth was that!!" face. I blushed really red and hid my face. The end of that dream...

      Dream two: I was in a car all alone. I knew I had to get home. Somehow I was on the passenger side holding onto the steering wheel. I was afraid. Wait no, terrified. I got into the driver seat and gripped that wheel like I would die if I let go. I got lost and I turned on the GPS. It didn't help me. I couldn't call my mother for help. I was terrified and I thought I was going to die. I then woke up.

      I think this dream shows my true terror of the thought of driving. I'm sure I'm overreacting.


      Well, there you have it. Please comment.
    12. camping and store

      by , 10-10-2011 at 01:36 AM
      Dream 1

      i was out camping with my family. i was out by this hill with my moms bf gene. we were watching all these people try to climb this muddy in hill in trucks. me and gene slide down the hill a little bit. he floored it back up the hill, i got scared and jumped out of the truck and went back in to the camper nearby. i walked in to the living room area and then i saw a big fat girl laying on the ground. i was looking at her but everything was all fuzzy and blurry. i turned around and layed down on a couch and fell asleep. i was driving down a road and i keep asking if i was dreaming and some girl said yea. but i never became lucid

      dream 2

      i was at some store with my mom. we walked in and to my left was a friend i knew. i flipped her off and walked away(lol). my mom got mad at me then told me we needed some candy. we walked over to the candy aisle. there was only like 3 kinds of candy, the looked like kit kats. we needed a half a pound. i put some candy in and my mom added a whole bunch more. i picked the bag up and told her it was way more than a pound. she got all pissed so i walked of to the slushy machine. it looked like syringes filled with slushy stuff. there was bright colors everywhere. i started to walk back to my mom then i saw a guy looking at me then i woke up
      Categories
      non-lucid
    13. Forced Dream, not exactly WILD (10-9-11 7:50am)

      by , 10-10-2011 at 01:12 AM
      There was an unmarried couple with two children. One was a five year old blond boy, the other was a girl who was probably four, with curly blond hair. Apparently they weren't very well cared for, because the girl ran out into traffic on a busy street and almost got ran over by an RV. All I saw was a green blur and then she was standing on top of a massive ditch on the other side of the road. Somehow I move to the other side of the road, and the girl runs into my arms. I pick her up and run back into the woods and break out into a park. I run smack into a gray-haired farmer who is holding the little boy. The children's father runs up and demands to take the children back. The farmer and I refuse, scene shifts and policemen are standing in front of us. The farmer is given permanent custody of the children, and asks what they're names are. I don't think I knew them beforehand but give him the names of by own toddler siblings, for some reason.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. 0/2 Sat: Meh

      by , 10-09-2011 at 10:08 PM (One Must Imagine Sisyphus Happy)
      I only slept 4 hours and awoke from 2 dreams. I hadn't prepared my dream journal at the side of my bed so I failed to write anything down.

      fragment
      I recall that I woke up and that there was something interesting about the dream. It was funny or clever or something. I recall that I didn't find my dream journal so I just went back to sleep. Something about my bedroom and my blue blanket.

      Mall, Poem
      This dream was very weird. I woke up a bit stressed from it and never got back to sleep. I dreamed that I was in a shopping mall and it was very crowded. It seems like they were mostly high school kids in while and blue uniforms. I was looking through clothing stores and then walking around the the edge of the mall where there were lots of benches outside and people sitting on them.

      Then I think I was leaving the mall as a fight breaks out between a bunch of the students. As some of them run off. One mean looking bully bumps into me and threatens me and I get nervous. For some reason I agree to write him a poem. So I walk away and look for a spot on the benches to sit down. In my head I'm trying to formulate a poem. I sit down but it's too noisy with the kids sitting near me talking and listening to music. Many of them have laptops. I'm getting stressed out and afraid what will happen when the bully finds me again later. I get up and move to a different seat and then another and another, looking for a quiet spot to write my poem down.
      Then I woke up. I was still trying to think of a poem for about a minute after being awake. It was weird. I couldn't get my head out of the dream.
      Tags: fight, mall, school
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. Welcome Back Dreams

      by , 10-09-2011 at 10:01 PM
      non-lucid - Notes - lucid

      Following dreams occured between 30th Sep - 05th of Oct. I have written up some of the recordings I had lying around. Amazing what this device can do for recall, I get taken back to the dreams while listening, though on the flip side it makes me lazy in writing them up and sharing them.

      Date unknown:


      “Freaking Lifts!!!... Where is the toilet?”

      I am at a concert with Belá Fleck and the Flecktones and I leave this because I have to go to the toilet before heading back to bed? I am walking back into the concert hall and the encore has just finished and I am hoping that I can get out before all the people start leaving.

      Everything goes wrong, the first toilet is taken so I go to take the lift to go upstairs, which I can't due to there being a girl in it who goes up. I end up taking the stairs. I come upstairs and press the lift button again and find out that the toilet is taken again so now I go back into the lift.

      Here the girl apologise to me for leaving me downstairs before. I then take the lift down and realise I wasn't supposed to go down so I drive up again. I am starting to get angry at this point and I vent my frustration on the lift by punching the mirrored walls, which crack. I am a bit embarassed by this as well as not willing to pay for it so I quickly walk out when I get upstairs.

      There is a staircase going up to the second floor and it is possible to see in between the steps of this staircase. I am trying to do some exercise by pulling myself up, but only with one arm which makes the endeavour difficult.

      I am talking to Shang in my flat, she is talking about some Ida girl, which I believe to refer to Natasja of my study. The setting is rather dark lit by artificial lighting. Shang is questioning why Ida/Nat doesn't find any of the men that are really elegant guys boyfriend material.

      Aurelie is in fact talking about Nat in an odd way. She describes her as sort of a puppet, meaning that all her emotional ties are with a guy back home far away from the current study environment she is in at the moment. I am disappointed in Aurelie that she doesn't consider me a valid boyfriend candidate for Nat.

      Notes: Has been quite some time since I had this dream and there is some character confusion between Aurelie and Shang, though Shang definitely is the one I consider girlfriend material and is faffing around with the lights.

      I then proceed to talk to Shang and tell her that it sounds pretty much like the situation she used to be in. Shang then goes on to explain that a friend of hers found something in the book (a diary of sorts?) and that she was afraid that it would be discovered and taken the wrong way.

      At this point I stop to think that seeing as she no longer has a boyfriend it might be a good time to make a move. I am looking at her as she is trying to switch on the lights in the bathroom and the hallway in between. The lights doesn't seem to be working and she hasn't realised that I am standing there observing her, wearing a towel wrapped around my waist. I find her rather cute as she can't quite figure out what is going wrong.

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      Something about Shang's lenses and an inability to see.

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      I am on the internet looking at something that has the interface of the IOSDP forum threads, but it is actually a research project on photo recognition of the self, which reminds me that I want to do research myself.
      …........

      “Mitzu, tell me how to do portals.. no.. not today.. okay then”

      I am having a series of false awakenings somewhere in the region of 4-5. Teri McB came down to me and talked to me about Lucid Dreaming. She just had her second. Just after this I have a FA.

      The reality check fails and I look at some plates standing around on the sofa and other where. I try and move them telekinetically and they sort of just slightly vibrate. I manage to get hold of a fork though that I pull towards me and throw it into a window, which creates a little dent and shard. I then go and punch the window, nothing happens the first time then on the second the window blows outwards.

      There is a bit of wind and then I go and call Teri asking if she wants to come along and join in on this lucid. I go into the window and shout out “why is it so cold?” which makes the cold disappear.

      I jump out of the window, not really flying my control is shit but then again it is the first lucid I have had in quite some time. There is really a lack of control going on. I walk around touching up my flat and try biting off bits of my plants, which are way bigger than they normally are. I remember a distinct bitter taste of a “paradise tree” and think you aren't supposed to eat these even in dreams (unsure about the translation).

      When down on the ground I call out for Mitzu. I expect her to be behind me. When she comes around I see she is wearing this grey night gown and looks older than she has done before.

      I say “Right, Portals!? Tell me, what is going on?” She is reluctant to tell me she doesn't want to teach me at this point in time because there is so much other positive stuff going on in my dreams at this point in time. Bad timing.

      I think I might have primed this myself thinking it beforehand not really going in with an open mind regarding what answer I would get. I know what she is referring to though.

      FA: I wake up and start talking into my dicta phone.

      Notes: I suspect that me transferring to using the dicta phone is actually having an effect on my dreams. I seem to have loads of FAs since starting using it. Potentially this could be due to activations of a brain networks, associated with linguistic performance and speech mediated consciousness, leading to increased cerebral activation.

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      Looking at this television show about a guy in the 80es trying to prove lucid dreaming (Called Gray/Grey/Graham?) and he is talking into a dicta phone exactly like mine. But it is an older model. This theory or prove is hidden, the media doesn't want to show it. The media interpret that it is just a guy having done something strange with a bible, and his dream reports are narratives of Jesus leaving a coliseum.

      FA: Look at my hands and have a short little lucid where I walk around trying to stabilise the dream.
      ….........

      “Skelly Closets”

      I have an actual skeleton lying in my kitchen closet and all the bones are cleaned out. I have to go and show them to one of my really old friends, I for some reason crave his approval.

      I run outside and it is really rather windy and wet outside. People are dressed up going to a Halloween party or the like, my mate also is dressed up.

      I end up grabbing the skull and just wearing it over my neck like a necklace. I am walking down the street. Something about a programme in which Ryan Reynolds is discussing stupid superhero moves or similar.
      …..........

      “Spliffs and trains”

      I am in a train with Mark and Drew. We are talking about various things, Mark in particular is quite chatty and he has something important he wants to tell me though I recall not what it was. Drew is looking around to see if he should pull out the spliff and light it up, but he decides not to.

      The train looks rather luxurious with blue coloured and wooden seatings. Looks like an old school dining wagon, but with more modern seating arrangements without the tables and such, but really high quality.

      At one point we drive past another train and I am surprised to find that this train is actually driving in the same direction as us and we are overtaking it.

      Upon leaving the train I realise I have left some of my baggage so I run back into the train looking through all the cupboards multiple times to see if I can find it. Thomas M is there as well looking for his baggage and ends up finding his suitcase in a cupboard where I also find, what I believe to be my baggage though I am not entirely sure it is actually mine.

      We get outside on the station and everyone is gone. I am unsure of where to go.
      …...............

      “Piquant Talk Show”

      There is a TV show. It reminds me of your average talk show with a host sat behind a desk and guests appearing from the left hand side of the screen.

      The host presents his next guest which is Hermione, or at least it is supposed to be her, but it is actually a girl from my study. While normally you would see the cameras zoom out and film the guest entering the studio this doesn't happen though it is supposed to. Due to technical difficultise what you see is the face of the host and the rest of the screen turns into bright multi coloured non-specific patterns.

      When sat there they start joking around about what they did on the set. The host is rather geeky looking and they had a joke running about this. They stand up and she “kisses” him on the forehead without actually touching his skin. Instead of an actual kiss to the forehead she just blows some wind in his face.

      The host proclaim that this was how he felt like in school, which they apparently attended together, where he was also quite the geek. They then stand up again but this time rather passionately licks his face and grabs his crouch while doing all sorts of things.

      When they zoom out again, after the kiss which lasts for quite some time, they then zoom into his crouch area again and it is clearly visible that the man has quite the boner going for himself. Then he pulls out his cock and she starts massaging it.

      After this she bends over on his chair asking to be pleased. He removes her dress and find that underneath she is wearing this fishnet type clothing. She asks to be licked and he tries doing this while she is still wearing the net, but gives up and removes it.

      He then starts pounding her from behind and the camera goes underneath them to show some revealing footage of him wearing a condom, the action and the moistness of her vagina. It turns to slow motion.