non-lucid

MrIrony's dream

I'm a member of Organizations XIII. (Yup, it's from Kingdom hearts.)

I kinda switch between who I am, but I think I started as Axel. We're exploring a new area and making a map of it. We walk through a canyon that has different sized holes in the walls. The place that it led was a big, round area with no other exits than the canyon. (I didn't really see that place, I just saw the map.) Xigbar found some secret doors inside the holes of the canyon, but I can't remember what was inside.

I think that after that we found an entrance to a cave in the dead end area. Axel, Demyx, Roxas and Larxene went explore it. I think. Whoever there was with me, I was Roxas. Then some weird, giant, mutant, zombie baby appeared there. It was apparently Roxas'. I (Roxas.) asked Demyx to take the baby and teleport out of here, because he's the weakest one and we others can fight our way out of there. Then I saw the place from third person. We were flying away from the cave using a spacesip similiar to the Planet express ship from Futurama.

Some tentacles or whatever are chasing the ship and I need to use some psychic powers to pull obstacles on their way. We make it out of there. Then we're standing in the Organizations base. "Um... This might seem like a stupid question..." I start to say. "It is.Larxene says. "...But where's Demyx?" Everyone looks at each other and I realize my baby, and Demyx, are gone. I hug Xaldin and start to cry.

The next thing I remember is that I'm standing somewhere with two boys. I'm still Roxas. By some weird logic those kids are my sons and once I realize that I hug them and cry tears of joy. Then everything goes black and once I see something again I'm standing next to a train track that's, for some reason, in the middle of the Organization's base. (The blackout was kinda like a "Ten years later" thingy.) My sons come from the train and everyone starts celebrating. Except me. I walk away, take out some map and teleport to some island. There's a tall tower there that looks like a volcano or something with scaffolds circling around it. I might have turned into Sora now. I climb up the tower and the dream turns so that I'm watching a video of some guy showing how to beat an optional boss called Dark Impetus that's at the top of the tower. (No, I didn't know what "impetus" meant before today, and yes, that's a weird name.)

Once he gets to the top there's some kind of crater there. There's a pillar in the middle of it and on top of it stands the monster. It's a human figure with red electricity surrounding it. It throws stuff and shoots rainbow-colored beams at Sora to attack. Every time it attacks the "video" freezes and some text appears that explains what this attack does. When Sora finally knocks that thing down and attacks it, it turns out to be a miniature grenade surrounded by red energy. I wake up.

Non-Lucid

I am in a beach house with my family and some relatives.They tell me to go to they beach and they would catch up later.As i go to my destination , a woman asks me if i want a job , to sell some kind of hot rolls with meat in it..I accept it and carry on going.As i go i hear some girls giggling behind me , i turn around but her faces are covered with scarfs and they have sunglasses on , but i still think they are girls from my class.I see my mum calling me on the phone , but i can't answer the phone..I try to call back , but i can't.I run back to the house and see my grandmother.I ask her if she knows where others have gone , she says they went where we were supposed to meet but they only left few minutes ago , because there was A GOAT STUCK IN A FENCE AND ALMOST CUT ITS HER HEAD OFF(???).I get back to the beach and i meet like 8 of my class mates , they invite me to a party , i accept their invitation.. not sure what happens then , but i end up thinking where i left my bag with rolls i supposed to sell lol.I start searching everywhere , get outside and my friends are putting the rolls in their plates.I make them pay for it.Then i start searching for the bag as i was supposed to return it.But i couldn't find it anywhere.
I get back to the house and meet with my brother.We go back to the beach.There are some guys playing volleyball , they hit the ball to hard and it goes to our direction.An insanely muscular guy starts running at us and smacks my brother.His wife stands on the balcony of their house which is few meters away from us , with a camera and starts taking pictures of him with my bother (WTF?) i ask them what the f.. does that supposed to mean and he starts shouting at me with demonic voice , punches me in the face and i wake up.

dream 1

I was at the bottom of a ski jump, it was just a kicker
i was my brother and one of his friends who is a pro rider
we climb to the top of the jump and there is a crowd of people with us that is watching
i slowly make my way down so i can get a good look at the jump
i start to lose my blanace fall over the lip and grab on the edge
my brothers friend comes to help me but as i get pulled over he somehow fell like i was a moment ago
he told me he was gonna do this and that if i didnt help him up but i knew he was joking
we pulled him up and i dont remember ever actually doing the jump

dream 2

i was in my highschool
this time it looked familiar and nothing was really out of place
i was walking through the halls to my tech class
i had my scooter and i was late for class
i think my tecaher right before this period made us stay and extra 10 minutes or so
as i entered the shop my teacher called me over
he tried to embarrass me infront of the rest of the class but i dont remember how
he said he was taking my scooter for being late and i tried to explain i was held back
no luck with that he took it from me
I spent the rest of the class doing something i cant remember
at the end he waite for everyone to leave than gave back my scooter
he had cut the bars in half and made the handles about 2 inches long
i flipped out started yelling at him about how much it cost and started tossing shit in the room around
as i talked i would almost stutter uncontrollably which is weird because i dont have a stutter IRL at all
i stormed out of the room and the guidance councellor came up too me
she said if i wanted to prove a point i shouldnt sound like im puking in my mouth when i talk
this just mad me even madder and i went around the school kicking stuff over and breaking other things for awhile
i walked up to some girls i know and told them about waht happened but they really didnt care that much
i than headed to my science class
i hadnt done the homework from the day before and he found out plus i was late for that class as well
he was mad as anything but i really didnt care
i was just annoyed about my scooter

dream 3

i was at my house and it kept on switching between mine and my friends but somehow i didnt catch on to this and become lucid which is dissapointing

i was in my house and my cousin and her fiance where there as well
i dont really remember why
so they were just in the basement doing nothing so i left
i went upstairs into my kitchen and did some stuff
all of a sudden i was extremely tired so i went to my bed to lie down
i remembered that i still had to do 2 nights worth of science homework
the school year has jsut atrted and im all ready screwing up i thought to myself
i was tired though so i put some headphones on and went to take a nap
i slept while listening to this weird alt rock song i have never heard before and then got up when it eneded
all of a sudden there was a knock at the door and i went to open it
as i walked towards the door i didnt realize it while iw as dreaming but i was nio longer in my own house
i was at my friends
his dad walked through the door as i was about to open it
"you forgot to lock the damn door..." he said
i told him i was really sorry and would make sure too lock it on his way out
all around the entrance where the awuariums each filled with diffferent fish, the walls where covered in posters of fish and someone had taped on straws to their mouth so they looked liek they were drinking
plus the stairs to his basement were by the door which isnt where they are IRL
I almost became lucid because i said to myself " i know his mom only has a 60 gallon tank and it looks like there is about 15 of those here, hmm i must just be calculating it wrong" and went on with the dream
as he walked out he left the gate door to the porch open which isnt actually there IRL either
his whole family was waiting on the streeet in their car
as he entered the drivers door i asked whether he wanted the gate locked as well
he told me the family rule was gate open door locked or something
so i just went back inside and locked the door
but i was back in my house again now
i remembered all that science homework and looked at the clock it was 9:30
i went into the kitchen and i was a mess and then my dad came home
he started yelling a ton about the kitchen and what not and at that point i woke up

Dream 1 (non lucid)
I was in a large house filled with mostly strangers, and we were preparing to wait out a hurricane. We were watching/listening to weather reports (which weren't on a tv, but seemed to be on display in the air around us- sort of). As the hurricane approached, I was watching out a window, and I saw it coming as a wall of red hot magma. When it got to the house, I was in a large closet with a couple of other people, but the closet only had curtains for doors. The lava began to fill the house, burning and swallowing things. Somehow, the level of the lava stayed just low enough to not fill the closet that I was in, but I could see it flowing through the rest of the house. Just as it was about to spill over into the closet, the hurricane subsided and the magma left the house.

There was a brief period where everyone was discussing/reliving the passing of the 'cane. We were talking about it, but also there was a kind of 're-experiencing' of the whole thing, kinda like a dream of it within the dream, but not exactly. It was rather strange, actually.

Dream 2 (non-lucid)
This was definitely a separate dream, but I was aware of the lava hurricane from the previous dream in it. I was out back behind my house, surveying the destruction that the storm had rent. The swimming pool was empty, but littered with debris. There were several family members out with me, also looking around. I noticed a snake over near one of my cousins and warned him about it. My grandmother saw it too, and announced that it was a 'beautiful adult rattler.' As I made my way away from the snake, I saw another, and another, and another. There were dozens of rattlesnakes, and they were chasing my family members around with their heads up in the air like cobras raised to strike.

I called out to the family to warn them, and suddenly a bunch of the snakes were heading after me. I tried to draw them out away from my family, but when I did, I got caught in the middle of 2 packs of them and had no way to escape. As the snakes got dangerously close to me, I woke up.

Dream 3 (lucid)
I was in an old girlfriend's house, and she was in college. We were laying on the couch, and her roommates and other friends were coming in and out, stocking the fridge, watching tv. I got my guitar out and was playing/singing, entertaining myself and anyone else who cared to listen. Another guy got out a tiny guitar- it was an acoustic but had electric strings- and began jamming along, but it sounded terrible. I wanted to tell him to stop because he was ruining the jam, but I didn't want to hurt his feelings, so I just gritted my teeth and tried not to let it throw me off

After awhile, I decided that my gf was spending too much time talking to other guys in the house, and I got a little jealous that she wasn't paying me enough attention. I told her I wanted to go, so she needed to take me to my car. I loaded my guitar into her car (which was actually my current car), and she drove with me in the passenger seat and one of her girlfriends in the back. She was driving me through a parking lot of cars, and I seemed to know that people were parked here for a wedding.

As we got to where she would drop me off, I got out of the car. I was jealous and upset, and this didn't seem to bother her at all, so I grabbed her phone and threw it out into the street, hoping to get a reaction from her. It didn't, and the phone also didn't break (which irritated me), so I did a 'do-over.' I grabbed the phone again (which was back in the car) and chunked it harder, imagining it breaking into pieces with it hit the road this time. It did.. and the ridiculousness of what I was doing plus the fact that I 'made' it shatter with my mind caused me to become lucid.

Alas, I didn't remember to go to the pyramid. This was my first lucid on a dream attempt night, and my first in a week dry spell. I've recently taken a job where I spend my weekdays 400 miles away from home and only come home on the weekends, and this has my routine all off. (excuses, excuses, I know ) Anyway, I stabilized for a minute, then headed to a nearby house, trying to move superfast. I couldn't move my legs fast, so I just glided along over the ground, focusing on making the world around me move by me really quickly. It worked, and I streaked over to the house.

As I neared the house, it began to rain (sprinkle), and I woke up and had to pee really bad

Dream 4 (lucid)
After a bathroom break, I found myself on a crowded street with people driving, walking, biking, etc. A car was weaving around and coming close to hitting me. As I began to think about how strange this was, I noticed a house... and it was the same house had been dreaming about in the previous dream. I remembered that I had been lucid dreaming, and became lucid again.

I did my superspeed thing down the road and to the house. I once again failed to remember to go to the pyramid.. d'oh!!!!!
I remembered that I was on the second task of Nomad's dream RPG, and went into the house to look for a mirror, to get myself into character. I was not wearing the clothes that I had given my character in the previous adventure, and I tried to change them on myself. I was able to give myself the hat that I had, but I couldn't make my shirt right. I was able to change it, but it kept changing into a blue pancho or a blue sweatshirt.

After ALOT of working at this, I was able to come up with a shirt that- while not exactly what I was going for- fit my character pretty well, but I still needed the brown leather pants. For the life of me, I could NOT do it. i kept looking away from the mirror, imagining what I would look like with the pants on, and looking back, but every time I was wearing some type of shorts or blue jeans. I wasted way too much time trying to do this, and eventually woke up.

A bunch of people that I have never met before and I were in the bathroom. About 5 people. We were just camping there. I was wondering why we were all there and the guy told me that we are going to cade in the bathroom the defend the incoming zombie invasion. I asked him where he got that information and he told me a website. I left the bathroom for a second to get my iPad from my room and came back and layed in the tub. My feet touched my white silk underwear that was in the tub that I must've forgot to remove. I then looked up her website, and the lady claims that in this amount of time, an outbreak will begin and the apocalypse will begin. I ended up in this field area I believe. I think I left their shelter and saw this one girl I knew. I asked her if she saw the zombies or anything, and she said no, that's bullshit. I ended up finding the girl who made the site, I think. I found something to disprove her. A gem or something. Then I had ro run past these students from my school. It was a long path but when I made it to this cropfield I knew where I was going. At my destination I tried to get to her before she left, but she boarded this train. I asked someone nearby who for their information folder and they handed it to me. It had my French teachers info.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm on my laptop, playing one of the mini-games within Petpet Park, when the game interrupts me with a pop-up notification saying that I've set a score record and asking me to fill in the name I want to display next to the record. I type in my player character's name. As soon as I finish typing it, it changes to a completely different, longer name. I think, Computers don't usually change what you've typed after you've typed it. I must be dreaming! I reach up and pinch my nose and, just as I had expected, feel that otherworldly sensation of being able to breathe through it. I feel a strong surge of excitement and happiness.

Suddenly, I find myself lying in my bed in my current bedroom. Still knowing perfectly well that I'm dreaming, I climb out of bed and walk out of the room and down the stairs. I hop down the last few steps, enjoying the way it takes me a couple of seconds to float down and land as gently as a feather on the floor, unlike in reality. In the living room, where the stairs end and where the ceiling is high, I float into the open space like a balloon for a few moments. I'm having a great time.

Then I decide to go out the front door. I start trying to go through it intangibly, thinking, I know I can do this. I've done it before. I can see the door and its interior, which are dark brown, and then the front yard as I begin to go through the door. I don't get all the way through it, though. I end up walking out onto the front path, then realizing that I've made a hole in the door with my face, and my face is still stuck through it; I've brought it with me. “This is stupid,” I say. I peel it off and toss it aside; it feels like it's made of thin plastic.

Now that I'm outside, I start floating again. I see two dogs in somebody’s yard and start flying higher, making sure I'm out of their reach in case they try to jump up and attack me. [Darn irrational fears. I have that one in real life, too. I know I could have confronted it and perhaps reduced its hold through this dream, but it didn't occur to me to do so at the time.] However, the dogs do no such thing. I continue flying, and think, It's good that I'm in my own neighborhood, and it looks just like it does in reality. [Except that it didn't, not quite. The street turned to the right in the dream at a place where it dead-ends in reality.] Down on the street, I see two cartoony-looking kids named Sam and Sarah talking to each other. At some point during their conversation, I woke up.

I was with my buddy Brandon and his girlfriend, Maggie, at my HS reunion. I ran into an old schoolmate and he was showing me a bunch of stuff (his stuff I'm assuming). He had an old Power Ranger zord that I had as a child and I made him give it to me. I was really, really excited to have it back and showed it off to Brandon & Maggie. I leave the building and call out to them to hurry up. I run outside and hide in the shadows so they don't know where I'm at. Then a car drives up this grassy hill catching air, Dukes of Hazards style, towards Brandon & Maggie.

Memory lapse where something happens in between here and there that I can't quite remember.

Now I'm in a "hip" restaurant, that had an entrance and exit through the kitchen, with Brandon and, who I think, is the wizard from "Your Highness". Somebody had kidnapped Maggie. I was stabbing the wizard guy in the neck with my car key so he'd send us back in time to rescue her. Blood everywhere. As we were leaving I had a mouthful of blood somehow and was spitting it at the really cute black waitress. We left through the kitchen area where I think I remember there being snow on the ground. I wake up.

So this first part was related to a book a was reading at the time. Just clearing that up.


As we launched into outer space, with a brilliant, glowing blue curve of earth outside one window, claustrophobia engulfed me, I heard the narration say. Stupid telepathic narrator, I thought. Suddenly, the dream skipped, and we were on a collision course with earth, and I was outside of the space ship doing some kind of vital repair, but I lost my tools, so I went back to the ship, but my umbilicus snapped, and I was drifting off toward earth. Before I knew it, I had entered the thermosphere, and was burning up on entrance. Instead of struggling, I knew my momentum was to great to escape, so I accepted my death. It would be short. But as central Africa rushed up towards me, I my dream paused, then I viewed my body in third-person, my space suit was half dissolved and perhaps there mas some burning flesh, but on my vision was a 'Game Over' screen identical to the one in MC.

But no, said the narration. You won't die, because you are in a dream, stupid.

Then I may have woken up, or it may have been a false awakening, it was hard to tell, but I decided to try and pull a DEILD real fast. So I went back to sleep, it was easy, but I held on to one though; 'This is a dream'.

I appeared on the patio of my house, and I was lucid. Hey, I thought. Lucid dream, it's about time. An assassin with some kind of rifle appeared about ten meters to the left of me, but as he took aim, I kicked him from a distance, in the stomach. Then I ran at a very fast rat down my driveway, thinking, Hmm. This probably won't last very long. So I rubbed my hands, all that jazz. But I stopped next to my dad's car, at the sight of an old lady, my instincts said she was important. She was watching me, from the other side of the street. I car passed, and she disappeared the fraction of a second I couldn't see her behind the car, and she reappeared five meters in front of me.

"You shouldn't be able to do that." She rasped, obviously referring to how I air-kicked the assassin. She was wearing a black cloak and scarf. She seemed to have a rash on her face, it was covered in bumps. She had brownish blond hair, and pale blue eyes, that seemed metaphorically dark.

"You shouldn't be able to do that," She said again, slowly moving towards me. I tried to fight, but she blocked all my throws. Not one of the best choices I could have made, I should have just flown away. Or atleast set my hands on fire.

Other people appeared, and circled me, all slowly advancing. "You shouldn't be able to do that," They all said. I got the feeling they wanted me to wake up, or something bad would happen. So as they were almost on top of me, chanting, I woke myself up.

I lay in my bed, first thought being, 'You freaking idiot.'

So this was probably one of my first Lucids, and I've only recently found it again. Here it goes;


I wound up in the middle of my house's backyard, a big open area of grass, hardly any obstacles. Very big, and very flat. It was daytime.

I haven't seen the few trees in this yard so healthy looking for a long time.
I paused, and pondered the maple tree across from me a bit further.

That's because, I thought, it is winter.

So this is a dream, then. Great! I should fly. I've never flown before, I wonder what it will be like.

I remembered the brief spark of lucidity I had about a month ago in one of my dreams. I was indoors and I tried to fly by smashing a hole in the ceiling. I hurt myself so much I woke up with a headache.

So I should be more careful this time.

When I fly, I thought, I will feel the wind brushing against me. I will hear the air resistance. I will see my surroundings as I am above them. I will smell and taste clean air. The climate will be a warm with a breeze. I fully believed myself, then I began focusing less on what I want it to feel like, and more on doing it. I was walking the perimeter of the fence, scanning for an open are to start flying. I found it momentarily. It was a somewhat narrow space between the side of my fence and the side of my white, crumbling shed. Narrow, but all I needed was forward room. I have never flown before, it was just instinct. I ran swiftly forward, arms sharp behind me in a 30 degree angle, as though cutting through air. As I ran I thought;

Gravity does not exist in dreams. Not this one. Not in my dreams. I will not allow physics to restrain me, that would be for fail noobs, and since I'm a pr0 h4x0R I have full control over my dreams, especially with my temporarily acquired cocky gamer attitude. And I will make myself fly.

I said this with full confidence and determination, especially after the last lucid dream. That one with me smashing my skull against the ceiling in attempt to fly. At this, I looked up. No ceiling. Perfect. One thing I might add; while I was thinking, my dream seemed to slow down. When I started focusing on flying, it was at correct speed again. Weird.

I jumped, and I had my first successful flight. Sure enough, I felt what I expected to feel. I flew to the three fourths the height of my pecan tree. I flew above my puny one-floor house, and faced the street. Now I wanted to fly over the street. At the intersection of the street I live on, I saw a large pile of dirt. A random thought came to mind;

It's a good thing I'm laying in bed.

Then the weird parts happen. The dream starts to destabilize, then the pile of dirt started to... talk to me. It communicated using telepathy.

"You are not in bed, child, you are really here. I waking life."

Sleepwalking? Perhaps. Better safe than sorry, I thought. Then I purposefully awakened myself. I lay in bed. About six 'o' clock. No crossroads. That mean pile of dirt lied to me. I facepalmed myself for allowing myself to wake myself up, but I had a joyful feeling nevertheless.

Kumara's Dream

Dream 1 - semi-lucid -
I went up a ladder into an attic and looked around. I was surprised when a young girl, lying on her side, appeared before me...like a holographic image that solidified. Other girls appeared to the left, I understood they were vampires. They woke up and sort of attacked me, only their teeth were broad and rounded and dull, so it didn't hurt and they couldn't really break the skin. I picked up one of them and she turned into a kitten. Each of the others turned into kittens as I picked them up. I took the vampire-kittehs back down out of the attic and wondered what to do with them. I didn't think it was a good idea to have vampire-kitties hanging around, so I tried to create a portal to send them to some dimension that would be a good place for them, fail.
I asked god what to do with them...nothing immediate came so I just walked out.

Dream 2 - I may have been practicing flying as high and fast as I could then plummeting back down. I was swimming in water and enjoying splashing around then realized...DOLPHINS!!! I can call the dolphins!!! I turned and saw fins and started squealing and splashing and swimming toward them...they got close and I was trying to bring them into better focus and see more detail, I touched them and squealed more, thrilled to be with the dolphins.

Dream 3 - I was renting a room from someone. I don't remember the room, but I went searching for a chair. I found some plain black metal stools on a platform, there was a weird tiny little black wheelchair with a hood like it was a combo stroller/wheelchair. I cleared the stuff away and found a tall stool that I thought would be do the job...for some reason I looked around and noticed that surrounding the wooden platform I was on was a HUGE buffet on an l-shaped serving line. The dining room was plush and ornate, many people were eating at various tables. I walked up to the buffet and maybe asked the guy I was renting the room from if the buffet and chairs were included with the rent and he had a bewildered attitude of "of course!" as if it was a given.

Dream 4 - I was at my friend N's new apartment she had just bought. It was HUGE. Her "apartment" was the top 3 floors of an old house that was more like a mansion. We were on the top level...I looked around a corner and noticed a line of beds of all sizes with ornate headboards lined up against the wall in front of me and to the right. I marveled to her at how many beds she had, I counted 9 or 10. She said, "well of course, that's what I've been saving up for all this time!" I was trying to figure out how they could afford this amazing place, thinking of how her husband works for (big corporation). I noticed a rack of clothes and was thinking of how everything I owned could pretty much fit where that rack of clothes was and I could maybe move my stuff there and she'd never even notice.

August 28, 2011

I don't even know. A fragment about a whore cussing someone out over a cellphone.

Last night episode of "Durarara!!" on Adult Swim was most likely the cause as there was a ugly bitch (more so in spirit) being piss over a cell phone.

I was in a huge Halloween store with my brother and my mom. We found this life size horse costume that moves. The front was robotic, with a control panel on the side of the horse's face used for moving. My brother got into the back of the horse costume and I walked near the head and controlled the direction. I wondered how much this costume costed, which probably was a lot. When we got to the exit my brother got out of the costume and we left.

A little later on I was at my dad's house. Everyone was preparing for hurricane Irene. I was using my iPod, but I put it on hold and went in the shower. When I got out, my little brother told me that my mom called and said to get my other little brother at his friend's house up the block.

Prisoner of Love (FRAG)

I was either in a prison or a intensive camp and I was flirting with this one girl. It counted that I was in a thing with this girl bt then later on I was seen flirting with another girl and then the first girl came in and saw me and was all piss so then I was trying to win her back and things but none of it worked. The camp (i'm going with camp) counselor kept trying to gently get me to stop because nothing seemed to be working but I was stupid and stubborn and kept trying and ended up doing more harm then good. There were magical aspects of this dream but I can't remember them...

Camp Delights

Me and my friends Nick and Frankie were driving through the woods when we stumbled upon this campsite. It was cool because we were at the top of the hill and the campsite was further down and there were 2 paths, one was a straight down path and the other was a swirly san fran hill path. We took the straight. When we got to the bottom I'm pretty sure there were multiple buildings but we decided to be squaters in this one building. It was full of normal things that happened somewhat strangely-the one I can remember was when I got hungry, I would get a pancake from the closet, put it on the bottom side of a skateboard deck and snap the part of the deck that was holding the pancake off of the rest of the deck and use it like a plate. I did this twice. Then I saw an old person in red walking quickly away. He saw me and we had to get out of there as soon as possible. We all ran out to the car but there were these three small 8ish yr old kids who were hanging off of Frankie and he had to violently push them off. We started the car and went on the swirly path up the hill because surely the old man would have called the cops and they were headed down the main st. I was in the back seat and there was a blanket that I was trying to get under wile still watching what was happening on the outside. We passed these strange tank like machines that I knew were for construction and then I woke up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

There were a number of views of some place, possibly "Virginia." The views were like pans across landscapes. Some of the views may have been still. Others were in motion. The views were possibly supposed to show some kind of unique situation regarding "Virginia." I was frustrated because I never saw any evidence of this unique situation.

There may have been one pan across a residential neighborhood. All the houses were tightly packed together on the blocks, and the area was all set on a series of rolling hills. The colors in this photo may have been almost washed out, close to sepia tone.

The rest of the views all took place in some area that seemed like a city park, even though I also got the impression that it was supposed to be a beach. There was a huge lawn, pretty much flat, dotted pretty closely with thin-trunked, tall trees. At the edge of this park there may actually have been a beach.

One view in this park was of masses of people, packed all close together, lying out on their stomachs, as if they were all out on the beach, getting suntans.

Another view was of masses of birds, packed together (like the last shot in Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds). The view, I understood, was supposed to be of all kinds of exotic birds. But there were very few exotic birds. Right out, I only recognized one parrot. Most of the birds were ducks, seagulls, and pigeons, some of which were deformed or ugly.

It may have been at this point that I became frustrated with this "program." I was supposed to be seeing something unusual in these images -- specifically something unusual that had happened to alter the area. But these were all "normal" images.

The view changed to a view of a crowd of people, still pretty dense, but not packed all together, out on the beach. Among the crowds I saw the head of a big muppet, red, like Animal, walking along. The muppet must have been two meters tall. But it looked like Animal. I then saw a big, blue muppet. Then it seemed like there were a number of muppets in the crowd.

Now, off to the right, in a space of the park empty of people, there came a muppet funeral procession. The procession was very long. At the head of the procession there was something like a float.

The float was like a flat-bed wagon. On top were images of Kermit the Frog and Miss Piggy. The images were laying down. They were probably around two meters long, as well. Kermit was wearing a groom's tuxedo, and Miss Piggy was wearing a bride's gown. But both Kermit and Piggy were dead. This was their funeral procession.

Dream #2

I was in a car with my family. I may have been preparing to leave after a visit to my home town. On the way to wherever I was going to be dropped off, we passed a few different McDonald's restaurants. As we passed the restaurants, I had to quickly make an assessment of the roofs.

My brother complained, asking me why we had to do this. He thought it had something to do with me criticizing him or keeping an eye on him, to stop him from doing bad things, as if I thought he was doing bad things.

I tried to explain to my brother that my job was to inspect roofs. McDonald's just had a lot of new roofs put onto all their buildings. So I had to inspect them. And my mom had agreed that we could drive past all the McDonald's on my way to being dropped off.

We passed another McDonald's. I don't know how I saw the roof. But one-third of the roof seemed to be missing. I remarked to myself about something regarding a special compartment being put into the roof.

We passed another McDonald's by going along a road or a stretch of asphalt that ran along the outside perimeter of the back end of the lot around the restaurant. The asphalt of the road was continuous with the asphalt of the lot, connected by a steep, asphalt ramp. The road put our view just over the roof.

We then drove along some road and up a steep hill in something like a residential neighborhood, although something about it all felt a bit artificial. My mom began discussing some new movie that was out. Its main characters were a few old people.

We all started talking about "old people movies," and whether they were good or bad. My mom was angry at me for some reason, and she'd sensed that I liked movies with old people in them. So she said, "Old people movies are made for old people. And if you aren't old, they aren't any good. They're just boring."

We reached the top of the sharp hill up which we'd been driving, and we'd woven our way into some kind of stone maze. My mom now drove up and around a curving road, up to the foot of a huge, stone staircase with a stone gate. Some distance up the stone staircase I saw some bright, yellow image. It may have been a person wearing a bright, yellow robe.

My mom now mellowed down a bit. She said, "Well, old people movies aren't all that bad. There are a couple that I like. And if you go to any old people movie with (my grandma) J, they'll always be interesting. Because she always has something interesting to say about them."

I now had to get out of the car and go up the stairs. I may have opened the back, passenger-side car door. I may have said some kind words to my family, maybe even hugging and kissing one or more of them.

Dream #3

I was leaving a building, probably after some kind of event or some kind of task I'd had to take care of. The building was kind of like a multi-floor school building. But it also felt very classy.

I was on a high floor. I was walking down a staircase to get to the exit. The staircase was wide. It doubled-back at each half-floor and opened out at each floor.

At some point I realized there was a guy following me. He was maybe half a floor up from me, but he kept that distance. Eventually I slowed down my walking. I figured that I would slow down until he caught up with me.

But as I was making this decision, I was already approaching the ground floor. Instead of hearing the guy, I now heard JF, one of my old co-workers. She may have been talking to JS, another one of my old co-workers.

I was now on the ground floor, passing through a big area and walking toward the front door. JF and JS now caught up to me. I could tell by the tone in their voice that they wanted me to include myself in their conversation. So I turned around to get a better view of JF and focus on what she was talking about.

At this point I was past the first door out of the building. There was a small foyer and then another set of doors. At the final set of doors I turned around. JF was just coming through the first doors, still talking with JS.

I may have walked all the way out of the building. But then I may have turned around right as JF was coming through the second doors. But now it was like I was behind her. I don't know where JS was -- perhaps she was outside.

JF started talking about the TV show Dallas. She asked about some key characters. I somehow mentioned Victoria Principal and Peter Duffy. I knew this satisfied one question JF had and made me look like I knew about the TV show.

I was actually back in the building, walking back toward the staircase. I realized I'd said the name "Peter Duffy." I called back to JF that I'd meant to say "Patrick Duffy." Apparently JF was writing all this stuff down on a clipboard. I also mentioned the name "Ron Hagerty."

Drream #4

I was in a library, sitting at a table and reading. There were no lights on in the library. The only light coming into the place was from the windows all along the walls. But the light was very dim. It felt like it was early morning. My eyes also felt scratchy -- kind of like they feel when I "wake" into a lucid dream, although I wasn't lucid.

I was apparently on the phone with my mother. I was explaining something very important about my life. I was talking rather loud. And although I was holding onto the phone, I don't think I ever actually held it to my ear.

I eventually put the phone down -- either under the table and on my lap or else under or beside a book on the table top. I didn't stop talking. Instead, the "scene" with the conversation faded into the exact same "scene," except that I was no longer talking.

There was a woman, maybe in her twenties or thirties, seated in front of me. A man, maybe around the same age, sat to my right. The woman and the man both asked me if, next time I came to the library, I could please refrain from talking to myself so loudly. I think the woman had asked first, and that the man asked the same thing again.

I was surprised. I asked, "I was talking to myself?" The woman said yes. I couldn't quite believe it. I thought I'd been on the phone with my mother! I wondered if I was going crazy. Suddenly I couldn't remember very much about the conversation at all. I wondered what I'd actually been doing and saying!

The man repeated that I'd been just sitting in the chair, looking forward, and having a conversation with myself. He said it was really annoying and asked me if I could try never to do it again.

I was now "downstairs." The downstairs area was actually like some kind of indoor version of a small amusement park like Coney Island. All the booths around me had some kind of pale-turquoise or sea-blue color-schemes. Everything was very clean. Nothing was operating. It was all quiet.

I stood over some table, leafing through a thick file in a three-ring binder. A co-worker from an old job of mine, JM, came up to me. He looked very young, even thinner than usual, and kind of pale, with facial features a bit smaller and tighter than IWL. He wore a blue dress shirt and, possibly, grey dress slacks.

JM asked me how I was doing and what I thought of my new job. I didn't tell him that I'd quit my job after having a fight with my boss. I just told him that things were okay, although they could probably be a lot better, and that I hoped I could eventually find a place where things were good.

I seemed to be walking away from JM now, and deeper into this subterranean amusement park. But for some reason I didn't feel like what I'd told JM was enough. If he ever found out that I'd quit my job, he'd think the reasons I gave weren't sufficient, and that I'd been weak to quit.

So I ran back to JM and told him, "Look, I really hate my boss. I didn't want to tell you this. But he's a complete jerk, and he does all kinds of stupid things. I really don't think I can take it for too much longer. I seriously hate him."

JM looked a bit surprised by what I said. He walked away. He was going off to talk with some other people. He wasn't necessarily in the amusement park anymore, although I still saw him there.

I was nervous about JM talking with people. But I was also kind of happy about it. I jumped up in the air, as if to get away from the situation of having to worry about what JM would say or think about me.

I was floating a meter or so in the air, and descending slowly. I realized that as long as I jumped quickly enough, so that I didn't lose the floating height I'd gained, I could keep increasing my height.

I really wanted to get away from the situation I was in, so I kept jumping and jumping. Eventually I had gone far above the amusement park. I was floating into the blackness. I couldn't see anything around me.

I'd changed my flying motion from "jumping" to "swimming." I was now swimming through the air. Some sort of realization came to me. I couldn't really, physically, be flying. So I thought I was having some sort of out-of-body experience.

I didn't get overexcited about the supposed OBE. But I kind of began to doubt that I could be having that, either.

I had a false awakening. I was in a bed that wasn't mine. I lay face down. I felt like I was making swimming motions. I told myself, See? You only thought your astral body was flying by making swimming motions. Really, it was all just a dream, and you were lying here in bed, making swimming motions with your physical body.

But I still felt myself making swimming motions. I looked down at my body and saw it wasn't moving at all. And, yet, I saw a second body, like a ghost body, still making the swimming motions. I faded back to blackness, thinking, Well, I guess some part of me was swim-flying somewhere. And it wasn't my physical body.

I may have had the idea that I'd "flown up" into my body from the space I'd been in in my dream, and that, on joining my body, I'd woken. I may have thought that if I fell back to sleep, my "astral" body would sink back down through my bed and continue its swim-flying activity. I may actually have felt my body sink back down below my bed as I fell back to sleep.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="royalblue"]Semi-Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]I become aware that I was dreaming this night, but this time I didn't try to become lucid, I just wanted to sleep because I went to bed late. So I didn't wrote down my dream upon awakening. I was lucid for just a brief moment, then I was semi-lucid then it become a normal dream again.[/COLOR]