non-lucid

1. I am on a movie set and catch the two main stars of the flick messing around together. The guy merely shrugs it off. He lets me take photos of he and the female star as his way of confessing to the world that he is in love with this woman.

2. I followed what looked like a miniature comet through the darkness. I ended up at my grandmother's house. The light disappeared into a hole in the wall. I looked in and found an old notebook, my grandmother's diary.

3. The northern lights were out on the south side of the night sky. A storm with brilliant multicolored lighting was to the north. I found the red lighting to be threatening.

4. Walked to the Post Office with my mother to pick up a parcel. We arrived to discover that the building had since changed into a mental hospital/post office.

5. I was helping a teacher friend of mine set a display table at a school. A few kids ambled by. One dropped a piece of round paper. I picked it up to discover it was a love letter. It reminded me of a love letter I received once in grade 3.

6. I possessed a camera that took photos of the future. All I had to do was point it at a person, fire off a shot and the camera would reveal a snapshot of that individual's future. People began coming to me for future photos.

Notes Non-Lucid Lucid

Wow, it's been a few days. I blame my unstable sleep schedule recently. Last night, I sort of fixed it, considering I had 2 dreams. But, for some reason, I can't remember the second one. Even though it was more recent. Anyways:

Dream starts out and I'm in a place. It somewhat reminds me of a hair parlor. Anyways, there is some woman in front of me. She's holding some kind of tool. She asks me if a wanted some kind of fiery tattoo thing. I say, "How does this work?" She doesn't tell me and still persists that I just get the tattoo. Well, she continues to pester me and I wake up.

I was in my old abandoned house from several yeas ago. The old carpet was there along with the painted walls.

I had a felling of close danger. I then heard a knock on the door. I opend it to a big man with a white beard. He told me that he was there to see my dead gandpa.

I led him up stairs and told the man of his passing.

It was quite an eventful night...

Dream 1

I was in my boxing gym and I was sparring six round with six different guys. The gym wasn't as it usually looked and I could see rain out of windows where I normally wouldn't since the real windows are painted on.

After I sparred the 6 rounds I couldn't do any ground work as I was so tired and sore. So i just left and went home I imagine. Later on I went back and my coach said "You're back, get on the "hang-up". He pointed to a construction site within the gym and it had people pulling themselves up to a platform.

Dream 2

I was in a casino but it was more like a film. A decepticon was trying to steal something from a shelf of stuff I think it was the Matrix but when he did find it. There was a huge fight in space and the Autobots fought the Decepticons. Megatron went on a rant to Optimus Prime but HotShot came in and shot Megatron so he's dead.

It was really awesome but I don't remember that much which sucks so much.

Fragment

I was lucid in one dream. I flew aswell so not bad.

I was a male marijuana plant in last night's dream. The view was mostly third person perspective. I was worried about accidently pollinanting the clones around me, especially the one right next to me. I knew that clone was my sister, from the same mother plant. (I guess that means I was a stressed plant turned hermie?). Anyhow, I kept pondering the situation and wondered how I could stop myself from pollinating but didn't see any way for me to prevent it.

08-09-11 I am standing in a tent on field. The field is filled with dandelions and I am starting to tear up the flowers with root and I do this quite frantically. Eventually other people start joining in until there are no flowers left. However as I go along I start pulling them up less careful about getting all of the root up.

When there are almost no flowers left I start noticing that the earth is moving and that the empty holes are crippling with spiders. I don't get to dwell on this thought as the next I know I find myself under the water in the ocean near the bottom.

I look up behind me and notice a sea snake being dropped into the water by an unknown entity. I start swimming towards the top and I don't know if I am kicking through the snake(s) or not. When I get to the top I find myself close to the shore of a beautiful beach.

It is high sunshine and I am wearing a wetsuit and am carrying a surf board. I have never surfed before, but I manage to catch a pipe (don't know if this is what it is called in surfer terms) on my first ever attempt, which the person with me considers quite the achievement.

I start feeling ill and I fall off the board and find myself in a living room right next to a door out to the hallway. Behind me there is a short haired girl who grabs me around the waist. I am in a different perspective and punch my own chest to start CPR. The perspective shifts back and I shout for someone to call the hospital. Someone runs into the hallway to do this.

The girl pulls me to the floor and Shane of Weeds is standing over me to continue the CPR.

My vision starts fading to grey and I am loosing it, but I hear a voice that tells me to stay here, relax and breathe. After a while my vision starts returning to normal and as I am looking up at one of my living room plants it gradually becomes green again.

After a while longer I can sit up and I look down my leg and notice a large circle. It isn't red and the bite marks from the snake have already healed up. However now we know that we are dealing with a cobra strike and I or someone else shout out into the hallway that the person getting help should tell this.
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Notes: I remember having two more dreams after this one related to it, though without the nightmare themes. However upon waking up this morning they seem to have vanished from memory.
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I am in Holland and going into a shop to buy some weed. Someone is with me and I think I am the experienced one and need to show them how it is done.

I walk over to the counter and tell the guy I need the weakest most mellow product he has. He immediately walks to the hash counter and tells his associate to service me.

His associate start dishing out this pink goo onto the counter and explains that this is the most mellow he has. Then the first guy comes over and tells the associate that it wasn't what I asked for that I needed something with a bit more fly to it. He starts pouring some brownish goo onto the counter. Then the associate asks me what I am after, most mellow or something with fly and I quickly explain just mellow.

We all laugh and I think I buy some of the pink stuff.

Skip.

Outside the shop, which looks more like a garage on the outside I run into some shady businesmen who are looking for 2 Pac. As they explain this he appears on the other side of the street wearing a long business like coat looking nothing gangster like at all.

I stop and think to myself that he is dead and that all the conspiracy theorists that predicted his return must have been right. I think to myself that either he came back in 2007 or we are actually in 2007 right now.

The reason they want to talk to him is because he has developed something and the dream shifts into a camera chasing him as he is running through a garden. In the centre of the garden is his invention. It is a crystal that emits some sort of high frequency sound/light combination. This invention has the possibility of performing any know surgery non-invasive.

However it seems like it is overloading and hence 2 Pac and his assistant are running to get to cover. All the while this crystal is pulsing emitting this crystal like sound-light combination. There is loads of colours in this pulse, which is quite sharply contrasted by the grey clouds in the sky.
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I am in a Sims like situation a person is telling me that he has never seen the stars. I sort of force him to do this. He replies that he has seen them on Youtube, which I find ridiculous.

I run up on a mountain that apparently is the highest location nearby and phone him and tell him he should get up there as there is absolutely no light pollution what so ever.

Besides I am standing right next to Mount Everest and I don't think it would be particularly difficult to reach the top of that either.

Skip.

On a beach now still with the same mission in mind though it is daytime and he will have to wait a while. Another person/Sim is there and he has the trait that he is easily burned and will have to return for sun lotion all the time.

The parents voice sort of explain that he will have to stop playing with me because of this. There are loads of other persons that assemble around me.

I follow the easily burned guy into the house, one of his arms is really red and he is whimpering. He gets sun lotion applied and there is a bar that measures his degree of burntness that goes down with applications of this lotion.

In the house I explain that he needs a hardcore lotion, maybe like one of those for babies and all of a sudden I am in a shop that sells sun lotion, after sun, sun tan amplifier and soap. Among other things the shop also sells katanas relatively cheap.

The shop is run by WakingNomad and he tries to charge me 500 dollars for little test samples in blue bottles. I am annoyed that he charges this much because I know the protection they offer to be exactly what I am looking for, but it is stupidly expensive. I mean the bottles are like the size of small shot bottles.
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Swimming with the family along the shore of a nice beach in high sunshine.
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With the family in a house. There are two dogs that keep jumping into the lap of my dad and uncle.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Middlestate[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Right now I am doing the exercises that I tell the people in my school project to do. And although I have already pracctised my awareness alot, it's still a good pracctise for. This evening before falling asleep I just looked at my hands nothing more. And I had some vivid dreams and even a short lucid dream.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I dreamt that I were in school and were listening to my history teacher. I normally like history, but this time I didn't undertstood anything she said. And she kept repeating that this was something that we should now by now.
She described different peoples life by drawing, weird lines and dots on the board. I raised my hand and told her that I didn't follow. But she only got angry and then she kicked me out, after I had a breakdown haha.

I was aware enough to realise that something was wrong, the school flelt different, everything felt different.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="red"]The dreamy feelingitself made me realise that I was dreaming. I looked at my hands and it stabilised a bit, although I forgot my old goal to use the spinning technique. Instead I foccused on the lockers and the surounding. And I saw that everything become more clear. I thought for a second (Why I don't know) "Who am I in love with?" Then I see her walking out of the library and I was not surprised to see who it was.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Unfortunately those feeling made me lose my lucidity, although this was the end of my 4 day dryspell :)[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I am glad that both my conscious and subconscious agrees with something.[/COLOR]

08/25/2011
"Chop Shop Cop"

I was an undercover cop, investigating activity at a chop shop that was running all kinds of import cars. Apparently having been on the case for a while, I was pretty familiar with some of the gang members who were running the cars, and was discretely gathering information from them. MJ was in the dream and, at one point, we had walked off from the garage, and up a dark hill. (I don't know if there are gaps in my recall, or if the dream changed from night to day, erratically.) She led me through some tall brush for a while, and I began to wonder where we were going. It turned out that she had a pack of cigarettes hidden back there, and was just trying to get away to smoke. For some reason, it seemed like we weren't supposed to be back there, because she quickly ducked down, when we saw some passers-by, and I followed suit.

The next day (or what might have been the next day, since the sun was out again), the police force did a full raid of the shop. When a firefight inevitably broke out, we cops had the advantageous position - having pretty much surrounded the gang. So, when the lead started flying, we were just tearing these guys apart. They started breaking out guns from crates and secret compartments in walls of the garage. I remember carrying both a Mac-11 sub-machine gun and what I believe might have been an AR-15 assault rifle. Even though we were obviously winning, the firefighting was extremely intense and chaotic. At times, it just felt like I was spraying recklessly into the fray. The assault rifle seemed to have a very slow rate of fire, and I actually got frustrated with it to the point where I just threw the assault rifle down and started spraying again with the Mac, which was just dropping people like flies. There were a lot of females in the gang, but very few of them were actually doing the shooting. Even though I was spraying wildly, I was trying my best to keep from hitting the unarmed, but in the end, I'm sure I got a couple of them, inadvertently.

Once the fighting was done, Method Man (rapper) showed up and turned out to be one of my partners on the force. He helped us round up the survivors of the firefight, so we could take them in. That's all I remember.

08/24/2011
Dream (Fragment) One
All I remember is meeting the 'Chocolate Rain' dude, Tay Zonday, at a water park like Water Mania. We turned out to be pretty chill, and after the park we went back to produce a track at my place.


Dream Two
"Fencing Failure"

I was at an airshow, with some other guy and a girl. At first, we were all outside, in a field. There were a lot of children running around, and most of us were sitting on picnic blankets and pallets in the grass. One plane, in particular, was hovering nearby, firing an endless stream of machine gun fire. It looked like an older plane, but had 'jump-jet' technology, like the modern day Harriers. Some kid was sitting on a blanket in front of me was eating an ice cream cone. When he got finished with it, he chucked it away carelessly, causing some of it to land on my blanket. Annoyed by this, I flicked the cone - which still had ice cream in it - back over to him. It stopped just before him, but didn't touch him. The pre-teen escalated things by standing up, picking up the remaining scoop of ice cream and chucking it at me. Now rather pissed, I got up, grabbed a big glob of the ice cream and walked over to the kid, taking my hand and smashing the ice cream all into his face.

The kid was furious. Lol. He grabbed a fake (but sturdy) sword, from somewhere, and started attacking me with it, relentlessly. Still agitated, but finding this slightly humorous, I borrowed a fake sword from another kid, and I started deflecting this brat's attacks while he swung at me with all he had. Some of my friends were encouraging me not to egg him on, because they figured I would get in trouble for being in an altercation like this with a child. I replied that I was just playing with him, and had no plans to actually hurt him. The kid didn't feel the same way, though. Frustrated the he couldn't lay a finger on me, the boy ran to get his dad. By this time, the scenery had change, and a handful of us were now inside a classroom. The caucasian boy's dad - and unexpectedly Asian man - stepped forward. He was brandishing a very real rapier sword, and stared at me intently. Issuing me a (rather formal) challenge, he went into some bloated speech about how I'd made a huge mistake in 'dishonoring his family,' and said that he was some world-rknowned fencing extraordinaire. Possibly trying to prove this, he broke into a comical series of swipes and lunges at the air, with the sword, his complete lack of grace or technique showing that he wasn't quite the bad ass he said he was. Before this, I was about to decline his challenge (because, really, who wants to sword fight over something so juvenille?)[, but when he started trying to show off - and looking as silly as he did - I couldn't resist.

Apparently on my side, a couple of little kids walked over to me, handing me a couple of spare swords to put down in the back of my shirt...just in case. Lol. Anyone still in the room stepped back some, to give us space. Completely amused by the whole situation, I held my toy sword in a downward position, squaring off against the short, portly man. As I got ready, I noticed that my feet didn't feel planted firmly to the ground. Instead, they began to feel light and levitational, like they often do in dreams. This began to make me question the events of the dream, but the man attacked before I could reach full lucidity. Parrying his attacks came as absolutely no challenge, though. He was just kind of flailing the weapon about, with absolutely no form or experience, and I was able to knock away his attempts effortlessly, while still trying to keep my footsteps firmly on the floor.

After one more of his lunges, I launched a foot out and kicked his legs out from under him, bringing him to his knees. I'd had about enough, as it is, and reached down, grabbing his weapon and ripping it out of his hand. Immediately, I walked out of the classroom, leaving him there. Moving through the tight hallways, afterward, I finally became lucid. I had originally planned to locate the Dream World Academy, but I was actually kind of impressed by how cool this rapier was. I was also beginning to feel a little claustrophobic in this hallway, and began to suspect that the man I had just humiliated would come crashing through one of these walls, to retaliate. A little uncomfortable - and without any other immediate plan that I could remember - I decided to have a little fun and try an experiment. I attempted to wake myself up and bring the rapier into the waking world with me.

Gripping the sword tightly, I pulled my eyes open to wake up, focusing on the feeling of the sleek steel of the weapon. As if it had instantly turned to sand, I could feel the metallic rod disintegrate in my hand - a strange sensation, that I haven't felt in a while.

Then awake, I wiggled my fingers and looked at my hands to find...well...nothing, of course.

Date: 4/09/11
Time: -
Memory Clarity: 3/10

Two bases on a snowy map. They have to assault our blue crystal - we continously repel them. There are only two players on the team, whom I fend off. Eventually we're all fighting on a kind of snowy bridge thing, trying to knock one another off, and then a powerful Gandalf-like figure comes and saves everyone who had fallen.

Going to someone's party, people from school are there plus a few who had left school a few years ago. We all catch up.

I go into an interviewer-style room, with some friends and we go to our seperate interviewers with the products we want to buy. Think those places in tech stores where you go into an office to organise the financing for TVs and stuff, except I was just buying a handful of lollies. After discussing payment options, I finally reveal to him that I have no money, and he gets very angry at me and kicks me out, so I spend the rest of the time milling about, counting the small amount of money I had and eating random things.

I'm with some people from the student council at school and they're insisting that the school pays for all my clothes.

CPS took my friend's children and I had my kids plus hers. My daughter was a baby in the car seat. I had to give some sort of presentation and I didn't have the right clothes. I tried to shop but the owner complained that I only sell my clothes but never bought any. I said I only sold clothes once. Asked about case plan but had no answers. Was in a banquet hall, tables were all dirty. Rich lady who had me at her house and asked me if I had a Smart Phone. Her home had a bloody bathroom but when I saw it I knew it was really at my house. There was a sense of time running out and feeling pressured.

Date: 5/09/11
Time: -
Memory Clarity: 1/10
I didn't remember much of this but I'm trying to write it all down regardless to improve my recall! Perhaps things will 'trigger' the memories further on in the day.

• Dressing up for some reason, at first my costume was going to be Pyramid Head from Silent Hill but then I stole someone else's costume, and I was some kind of English admiral, think Captain Cook, with the fancy parade uniform. I liked this one, but unfortunately it slowly morphed into some ludicrous pink parrot head thing.
• Some friends and I, (possibly in the same dream, at the festival for which we were dressing up) discovered some strange Da Vinci-like glider machines, think the one from Assassin's Creed 2, made of wood and canvas. I took it and tried it out, and it worked really well! I glided around and it was actually really fun.
• All throughout this same dream, I was performing epic feats of parkour - jumping off ultra high things, rolling around, doing crazy flips and such.

Worth noting was the glider, and how that worked. It was probably the best experience of flying I've had so far, and despite the fact that I wasnt lucid, I enjoyed it immensly. It seemed to impress my friends too, as though noone else was able to.

Off Topic: I think I need to search up some dream recall techniques, as the past few days I haven't really remembered much except tiny fragments.

DJ Log: September 7, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am driving a small car on a mountain highway. The traffic is barely moving and some cars are driving up the shoulder. Once the traffic completely stops, I get out of the car and notice that the car is shrinking as I step out and close the door. I retrieve a remote control from my pocket and drive the car around by remote. I drive up the shoulder and under a semi trailer. As I drive, the car continues to shrink to a much smaller size. Eventually, the car is so small that I can barely see it just a few feet ahead of me.

So not totally sure where this one started but I remember kind of starting out where I was talking to my brother and my dad about fighting the Blood Eagles (fictional tribe from a game). So as I talked I remember where I fought them was in a bunker and I would usually loose, thus why my conversation had a pessimistic feel to it. So I remember going to fight them and being out on priest lake on a boat with my brother and as we passed by them I thought that I would shoot the back gun to get their attention so they would come fight me. So as I did drive by I turned around and shot a few rounds and I was scared because I thought I might've shot someone on shore. Then I remember getting in an argument with my brother over something about his boat driving and he punched me in the shoulder like he usually does. (Gap in recall) I now remember being on a cliffside restaurant on the lake and seeing boats drive really fast from cabin to cabin. This reminded me of an idea that I had for people to deliver pizza on the lake. ( Recall Gap)

Ok this part is a bit fuzzy so I am gonna do some bullets

- I remember talking about how I was reasoning going to a kiddie place to learn about things.

- I also remember a thing about angry birds and there was like a big operation I was leading any everyone was stretching

- I remember flying around with a jet pack and seeing giant angry birds and flying in a loop and being confused

September 06, 2011

Dream of nothing.

September 07 2011

Fragments which I can't remember at the moment.