non-lucid

I leave work to go watch a movie at the theater. I drive up and an older lady asks me which movie I want to watch and I choose a 3D horror movie. The character on the poster resembles the character from "Tales From the Crypt."

I walk into the movie room and it looks creepy. They have a candle lit in the back. I walk around the theater and think of watching a movie without paying, but a lady is counting the people coming and going.

I am on vacation with my family. My dad and I begin to drive to Chi-chi's but I decide we should go back and get the others because they weren't with us. My mom was mad at dad so she didn't want to go.

We are all back in the theater. There is a virtual reality game going on. The characters in the game resemble characters from "Diablo." The game is like a hologram in the middle of the room. I noticed that the spear of one of the characters actually pokes me and hurts. I think this isn't right, this should only be a simulation. Apparently, people are actually getting killed by playing the game. However, they are being resurrected. I see people (theater workers?) putting food (some meat) on a plate. Somehow this food substance is being used to resurrect people! I realize that this doesn't make any sense (but it didn't cause me to become lucid, unfortunately). I try to tell my sister that it doesn't make any sense, but she keeps telling me that it does.

DJ Log: July 25, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking into a garage with a small workshop area off to the side. There are a couple of covered cars sitting in the garage, as well as many piles of parts. There is a large workbench in the back of the garage with disassembled engines on it. There is a motorcycle frame on a stand near the bench. In the corner of the garage is a doorway which leads into a smaller workshop area with a bench, a toolbox and some power tools on the bench.

I walk into the workshop area and find a guy sitting on a stool at the bench. When I walk in, he looks at me and smiles as he is working on a carburetor. I ask his name, and he replies, “I'm David.” We talk for a bit about his Toyota trike. He explains to me all about how he is changing the V-6 engine out for a supercharged 4-cylinder with much more horsepower. While he is talking, we walk out into the garage area. I read the nameplate on the fender and it says something like Corado, but the letters look different every time I try to read it. The rear half looks like a dune buggy and the front looks like a Harley Davidson.

When I go to sit down on a milk crate in the garage, I feel something uncomfortable in my back pocket. I reach back and pull a remote control out of my pocket. While looking at the remote, something seems a bit off. I look at David and say, “I went to sleep with this remote in my pocket, so this means that this is a dream and I am lucid.”

I am puzzled by why I would have gone to sleep with a remote control in my pocket. Perhaps, in an attempt to produce a satisfactory reason why this would have happened, I was able to identify that I was dreaming.

I immediately become lucid. David looks at me like I am crazy, and then walks back into the workshop area and sits down on a stool. I follow him to the workshop and say, “This is a dream. Do you know what that means?” He looks at me puzzled for a moment, and then says, “Does this mean that you're going to kill me, then rape me?” I reply, “No, silly. We're going to make sweet, sweet love, right here on top of the toolbox.”

We begin kissing, and then fall backward onto the toolbox. The toolbox is not a very comfortable object to lean against, so we roll onto the floor and continue kissing. I grab a handful of his hair and pull him in even closer, and he does the same. We both melt into the floor in a full-on make out session. Without any warning, I wake up.

NOTE: My recall has been so shitty recently. I've been in a dry spell for two weeks now. I'm trying not to stress about it, but it's annoying when I miss my dream signs so often.

I find myself walking down the back parking lot of my now old school(DS). I'm trying to find the right bus to get on. However, some of the busses are actually just minivans. I'm pretty sure they're not a minivan that exists though. As I'm walking, I'm thinking that I SHOULDN'T do a reality check, since it's the first day of school, and the dream would be worthless. (Let it be noted last year I still tried to use the dream sign throughout the year but it was worthless, but the first day should be an exception.) So now, I get to my minivan, but it takes off. Oh damn it all. So now, my good friend Eternity comes by along with one other kid. They had also missed their rides too. Well this sucks. And now, all the other busses are driving off too. Shit! So now, a black man wearing a plad dress shirt and jeans comes over.
"Okay, I want you, you, and you to come with me." he says. He leads us to the one last bus in the parking lot. It is filled with all black children wearing black dress pants and white short-sleeve dress shirts. I notice one outlier in the front seat, so he must be another one who missed his bus. My guess is this is a bus going to some sort of Chirstian or Catholic school if I'm correct. Eternity and I sit by each other. We start to drive away from the school now. Apparently, we're heading to our new school, and this bus will go to its correct school after it drops us off. The bus driver calls out the name Isaiah, to which about six or seven people stand up, including Eternity(His real name is Isaiah). Well, it is a common name among black people, so I wasn't surprised so many kids stood up(for the record, I'm not racist...in case anyone thinks I am). So, we soon arrive at the new school(DS), and we get inside. We go up into a PC room and we find seats. My day gets enlightened when I see Lauren(DS) in the room. She drops a few things of hers, so she bends over to pick them up. I can now see her panties, which are pure white. Well...um...I didn't see this one coming. So, the dream now skips over to night time, and I'm at home sitting on the very couch I'm sitting on as I type up this dream. I notice a bunch of people standing outside across the street on the sidewalk. They look like homeless people. I go outside to talk to them. Turns out, they're actually just a bunch of people whoring themselves. I pick up one girl wearing a really slutty shirt and short skirt, and we go back into my apartment. We make out for awhile, but we never actually have sex. She ended up having to leave. I was really looking forward to sex too. Oh well. So, the dream now skips over to the following night, were I find the same story happening again. This time, when I bring the same whore in, all the others come inside as well, and they start partying. I know this will wake my Dad and brothers up. Shit, what now? I know! I jump on my couch, and pretend to sleep, and at this point, I awake.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was travelling with a group of people, probably in a big van or a bus. It was daytime, and we seemed to be going along a desert highway or a road in a desert town. The road seemed wide, and there was always a lot of space on either side of the road. There may have been some small hills, as well as occasional houses or other buildings. Everything seemed to glimmer with heat convection.

I watched a commercial airliner pass our vehicle. The plane was huge. It seemed to me that it was way too close to the ground, and that its angle was too steep. It would make sense if the plane were landing. But there didn't seem to be any airport in sight. I thought that the plane was going to crash or crash land.

Not long after that I saw another plane, this one going over the horizon, possibly in something like a barrel roll. I keep waiting, even kind of flinching, for the explosions from the two planes.

The people in the vehicle may have started talking about planes crashing. As they did I saw another passenger airliner seeming to crash over the horizon in front of us. This one had all the markings of a commercial airliner and was white, but it was shaped like a blimp. It may have already been on fire.

We were now at the top of some mesa, looking down over a reddish-brown landscape. The area was supposed to be a big city, I think. But I didn't see any buildings.

The woman who was in charge of our group had stopped the bus here and gone off to get some kind of instructions or directions. I and another man stood out beside the bus, looking down over the mesa.

Suddenly a bomb seemed to go off down below. It must have been a big bomb, but I somehow knew it had been strapped to a suicide bomber. The bomb had no explosion, noo fire or light. There were just three concentric rings of dust that rippled out from the cednter of the "blast."

The rings of dust themselves didn't seem very huge, but they managed to reach us. With the first and second rings, the air temperature became progressively hotter. I then got afraid. I knew how these bombs worked. They were some kind of nuclear bomb. Each ring was a layer of fallout. And the third ring was the worst.

I cringed in anticipation of the third ring. When it hit us, it shook us pretty hard. The air was full of dust and debris. Then the ring passed us. I knew that we had been so far away from the blast that the radioactive effects would not harm us. But it was now obvious that there were a lot of people all over the place committing terrorist activities.

The woman came back to the bus. Her instructions were regarding the terrorist activities. Apparently the people in the bus had been assigned to deal with these terrorists.

One of the men reasoned that since the events occurred in the desert, that we were going to be focusing our work on the west coast. He thought this meant we would be working in California.

I saw the man's face close up. He was kind of pale, with a short, red beard and red hair. He said, "I never wanted to make too big a deal about California, even though I really like it, cause that's where I come from. But I'm glad we'll get to be going there. Don't you think we'll have to work there?"

I knew I was dreaming the whole time.

I was driving down the highway when I saw Optimus Prime standing on a corner. I also saw a Exec of Lego trying to control Prime. He was controlling Prime and I didn't want to see a evil Optimus Prime.



So I drove to the corner and started to fight Optimus the Executive was as big as Optimus and so was I fighting him with a staff and Optimus had a chain. My staff was had a pointy tip at the top and it came of into a chain and I wrapped it around Optimus' neck.

The Exec gave him some kind of juice like a spray and it turned Prime red. He got really powerful but I maneged to stop him.

I went through this atleast 4 times because I like the fight.

After a few nights of no recall, I finally managed to remember a dream.It was still hard to remember, so I'll write down fragments.
1) I'm walking with my friends to school. We're walking from the opposite side that we walk normally.
2)School ended, I realised I had forgotten my notebook, so went back to get it. The school, was already closing, most of the corridors where closed. I see one of my teachers. She lets me in her class and shows me a few piles of notebook. I then begin searching for mine. I find it without much effort looking at it I felt strange. For a moment I thought I was dreaming, but didn't do a RC.
3)Soon afterwards, I find myself walking to school again, this time alone. Once i enter the building It looks nothing like my school. It looked normal from the inside, but It looked like a castle or a mansion from the inside. I then see fammiliar faces staring at me. They look angry, I was feeling nervous. Then one of my teachers shows up. She explains that she had put the entire school on mind control and made them her slaves.
4) I'm standing with a few of my classmates, they tell me that they are free of the mind control and told that the only way to free the rest of the school is to bring the teacher a mountain of coca-cola.
5) I'm standing infront of a mountain not higher than my ankle. I then realised that it's the mountain of coca-cola.
6) I'm seeing myself in 3d person. I have a goat strapped on my back and fly away.
Strange dream, might not make sense. Atleast I managed to remember something.

I was in a mall. We were supposed to go somewhere. Not sure where. I'm looking at books and motivational/leadership CDs in the store.

A game. Reading Facebook. Classmates. Marco is looking for me? I was in my "room." My parents (looked too Caucasian to be my real parents) said they'll just be in the room (with naughty grins). My room looks a lot cooler and cleaner than the real one.

I was waiting for Marco. After some time, he arrived.

Dream:
Mama has lots of gundam models and I ask if I could help build some. I choose to build Dynames and a Ginn. I do the Dyames and have to make an improvised pistol for it. As I'm doing that something shows up.

Dream: (Flying )
I am at the mall and the group I'm with were going to go up a weird floating elevator (platform like), I take it up and and get my leg crushed and dematerialized (like tron) and after it someone says they are going to fix it. I'm like a blue ghost-like thing and start flying, not really sure if I was evil or good for the next part, kinda like I was split and fighting myself with fragments from each perspective. I fly by using fire powers, I can shoot heat or energy (kinda) from my hands (never could pull off shooting fire as an attack in the dream) and shoot fire from my hands to fly.

Fragments:
Think it might be from after my first dream. I'm doing missions, one I fight a giant sea (lake) monster with tentacles with spikes on the ends getting stabbed multiple times (don't remember killing it).
another mission, at a hockey stadium and there is a guy all geared up and I need to beat him (not at hockey), so I sneak on a rail over him and start hitting him with a hockey stick.

1) Driving with my dad and sister. At night, and a man in black is in the middle of the street. We pass him, and my dad says "He's following us!" I lock my door and seal the window. We arrive at a house, my grandmother's maybe... Desserts. Two thugs arrive, I grab a lamp, and start hitting them. My movement is sluggish, and moving too far will make we wake up, I believe.

7:16-7:28
2) LUCID. In a field, Michael is there, and there is a crowd. I grab and smash a soft rock. Pick up a red crystal that has a sharp edge, grab him, and ask, "My body, my mind, and my choice, right?" "Your mind, your body, but not exactly your choice." I enter a staircase and let him go.

3) FA. My clock says two, making me late for school. (while it is summer, apparently...)

4) At the bottom it opens into "my school". An effeminate teacher accidentally hits me in the head with an advertisement, apologizes. I arrive at a office with two women. They talk to me a little, and one tells me unplugging something would be my payment. I "remember" I'm late in waking, and jump up to fly into the sun.

5) FA. Clock is reset, and it's dark out still. I jump out of bed and head outside my room to look at the TV clock, but it is off. Power black out.

i am in a square room (normal). my whole class is lined up back-to the wall on all four sides.

we are taking turns reading our final projects out loud. we had to write/publish a poem that was as long as a book and printed in the same fashion.

i listen to a guy read his out loud. its plot follows a woman and her son.

my friend chellsye is next to me. i whisper for her to text heather because my phone died. they are good friends in my dream and she was already texting her.

outside of the room i am on a college campus. its a big field with little wood houses speckled around the area. there are tennis courts in the center.

i go to one house. these are like greek houses. i know a lot of bitches from my real high school are living here, but i am still curious as to what it looks like inside (i'm not sure if i want to go to this college or not)

there is a sign inside that says "9:00 pm sleep time/cannabis/meditation".

From yesterday night.

I was riding a bike through a road, going upwards through the right side of Samsø - a danish island, south of Østjylland where I've been once on a trip with my class for 3 days. I had a map in my head, that I could look at like a HUD interface. The map represented Samsø, and I saw myself as a dot on the right side, and a red trail behind it showing where I've been. On the left side, I saw a low wooden fence the whole way. My mother talked to me through an intern voice in my head, saying that she put up the fence and I should not cross it. She didn't say, and I didn't ask why. However, when I reached the top corner of the island, I turned left and crossed the fence. I comforted her by saying I was just checking out the landscape and then I would come back.

Note @ 05-08-2013: Watching 'The Orphanage', I saw this scene and it just clicked that I had seen the place before, and I remembered this dream. This is exactly how the place in my dream looked:


I came to the opening of a large forest and met a group of hillbillies with torches, standing with a basket of berries. I asked "what's the matter?" to which they told me that something unnatural had been going on in the forest. The sun was going down and it was becoming dark. I offered to investigate, and ventured into the forest. The hillbillies followed me in.
An intense, frightening atmosphere laid upon us as we entered. I saw a corpse lying on the road in front of us. I inspected it quickly, and moved on into the forest. Unnatural girl screams were bursting my ears. Strange paranormal shit was going on. It was now so dark, the only light we saw was from our torches. We saw a big bonfire light up ahead of us. I moved closer, and walked to the side to avoid a tree in front of me. As the log crossed between the fire and my line of sight, it disappeared along with my torch. I now stood on a smaller forest road. I heard barking and trampling paws coming towards me in the dark. Behind me was a tall fence of solid wood. I jumped to the side in the right moment to avoid the dog. All I could see was the silhouette of it. It disappeared as it went past me. I ran back to the main road. It was like a dark being was shifting through the woods stealthily, watching me. A hillbilly yelled "hey, didn't you say you could spawn wherever you wanted?" to which I replied "no, this isn't a dream!". I heard another dog coming and ran as fast as I could to the exit of the forest.

So tonight I had 3 different dreams. First one I ate french fries from McDonalds in my mother's car. Second one I ate food in the cafeteria at my workplace (Kvickly). Third one I ate food in Kvickly's employee lounge/pause-room.

PS: I am not fat. Seriously. I'm skinny.

The first one started as me being Maximillion from Dark Cloud 2. (Damn, my video game related dreams are constant!) I was being taught about some sort of advanced or heavenly society, when after going into a couple rooms, I ran into... Bowser? What the fuck? I haven't thought about Mario for years, but okay. I outsmarted him several times, and he turned into a surrendering friend. The dream got hazy, and now I'm in a race up a building. However, this was unlike any building I had ever seen. There were only inclined slopes that went up, and they were thin, with no railing, so one could easily fall down. The pathways got smaller as you got higher. I ran up with ease, then started going slow. Apparently, the only person crazy enough to not quit and keep on going was Paris Hilton. She wanted the reward. She kept on saying these stupid animal names for a pet. Things like, "Dr. Snuggles". I didn't know what the reward was- until I won!

It was a stupid little pink cat! I was pissed, and the dream got hazy. Next thing I remembered, was I was returned to the bottom. I was holding a... Pink KFC leg? Well, it was slightly sweet, and delicious. I guess I must have killed that cat and turned it into fried chicken. I'm sure Paris Hilton was pissed. Oh well.

I'm not entirely sure about when my dreams were during the night/day Because I kept getting woken up. It's a miracle that I managed to remember this much. However, that wasn't even the whole thing! Here's the swimming part.

I don't know why, but I was swimming with a group in an irregular swimming pattern. After swimming to one point, we'd swim back, and then go to a further target, still using the path we previously used, starting a new direction after swimming all of the previous path as well. I had won, finishing first. This dream kind of makes sense, as I've been swimming more than usual lately, and I've gotten better at it.

The next dream involves... Sex. Yep. It happens, but in a fragmented way. I was camping... There were a lot of girls in a group, and I was with a few guys in a group. Apparently one of the girls wanted to have sex with me. I was liking the idea, and I started hanging out with her. The next thing I know, I'm working at some sort of ride. The girl approaches, and I ask her what she's doing here, then surprises me with a hug. I say I'm working, and the dream gets hazy. I'm now in front of a house, and she's there. She's freaking out about the consequences of having sex with me, and I calm her down and tell her that there's nothing to worry about, that there's nothing I can't handle. I was concerned about condoms for a moment, but that passed, and I had sex with her.

I just remembered a dream fragment while typing this! Lucky me!

I was on a road of some sort... My memory is very hazy. I got to the end of the road... I used a missile launcher to shoot something evil... I got into a working motor home of some sort. I know that the dream was reminiscent of Fallout: New Vegas Old World blues.

25.07.2011

Building a skatepark (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Somebody was building a skatepark. They had two bowls dug in the ground, filled with concrete and coping and the like. They were about ten feet tall and only six feet or so wide. Kind of odd.

He said "I can't think of any plans from here."

I said "perhaps a ramp from this bowl over here to roll into your first bowl, allowing enough speed to transfer to the other bowl?"

I don't remember all the details except of how wonderful it felt to be at the ocean.
I was a teenage boy in the dream. I don't remember ever being a different gender before in a dream, so this was a first time experience! I had sandy blond hair and I was fairly good looking. I was on summer vacation and I was enjoying playing some games (I think it was ring toss) at the fair. This girl came up to me and I thought she was cute, but not my type. She seemed pretty friendly, though, so we hung out that day. Later, I told her I was tired as we sat near a rocky area overlooking the ocean. So, I lay my head on her lap and just gazed at the ocean and all the clouds. I was near my favorite type of place in the world--a large body of water--and it was almost about to rain (which is my favorite type of weather). I didn't really pay much attention to the girl at this point, though I sincerely appreciated that I didn't have to get up and waste my time trying to find a pillow. I just remember that I kept falling asleep and then waking up to the sounds of the waves and the occasional clap of thunder in the distance. When I woke up, I felt a sense of loss. I always feel a sense of loss when I have a dream involving a large body of water.