non-lucid

I am at school, in P.E lesson in the school gym, it has a very high ceiling and has a wooden floor, with different coloured lines to signal courts for different sports... It also has a load of equipment lined up along each of the four walls.

The P.E teacher was an older man called Mr Robb.
It is the end of the lesson and mr robb gathers us all together and explains that P.E was not what he wanted to teach, he wanted to teach mexican wrestling, but because it is dangerous the school won't let him. He tells us that he has had enough and will be holding classes for it but it will have to be held in secret.

I don't know whether to go or not but i really want to. I speak to some guys who say they are up for it and they head off to the secret lesson. I waslk across to the other side of school and on my way i am just looking around, i see a classroom window above the cafeteria... Suddenly someone in a mexican wrestling mask appears to get slammed into the window, i recognise this as lex. We continue onto our lesson but i can't stop thinking about trying out for this class, i find Lex and ask him if they are good he tells me "its mental! and i aint going to go again!" He tells me not to try it. This only makes me want to try it more.

I find Robb and tell him i wanna take his classes. I then go to find Joe to tell him im gonna go, i know he will want to as well. We enter the gym and Robb arrives and tells us that it is all high flying manoeuvres so we have to be in t op shape and able to lift our own bodyweight easily. he walks away from the group and i see he is walking towards two trampolines, one red, one blue and i get excited. Instead he pulls down on a cord and 4 ropes are pulled across the room by a mechanism on the ceiling. He asks for volunteers and a random DC steps forward, Robb tells him to climb the rope as high and as fast as he can, the DC doesnt get very far, another DC tries too but does the same. Robb is getting angry and says "for god sake! Is there nobody that can climb up!?" I step forward "Ah ben" he says "get up there lad!" i walk toward the rope and climb it easily... Robb cheers, as i reach the top i look down and jump off, everyone gasps as it is quite high up but i land & roll. I get up and wink at Robb, he laughs and says "looks like we found our star pupil" i rejoin the class. We carry on training doing an obsticle course. After some time i tell Robb "im going for a quick lap around the school if thats ok?" - He nods at me and i exit the gym, turn left down some steps and onto the tennis courts... I leave the tennis courts from the left exit and start jogging and i reach a grass bank... As i am jogging i see a pile of rubbish, desks and old chairs etc... I leap with all my strength and jump much further than i thought possible, i see that i am heading straight towards the old desks... Not wanting to get hurt i twist 180 degrees in the air and curl up, when i land i land in-between the two desks. I smile to myself and carry on running.

I head towards the field where the small bank is... It dips down quite steeply and there is a road passing between the end of the grass and a car park on the other side. On my right there is a large bush, as i reach the bush and the top of the hill i jump again, again i jump much further than i expect and from where i jumped its a lot higher of the ground from last time. As im in the air i notice a large group of girls to the right of where i will land... I land, commando roll, once on my feet i look up and smile at them, then continue with my run.
I enter the gym and robb starts me on training, i am running around the gym and doing different exercises as i go. The students in the class are split up to the four corners of the room doing different workouts in each corner, i am pushing them out of my way as i go.

Next i am standing on a raised platform, hobbs is below me standing on the floor, i jump & flip in mid air, landing on his shoulders/chest in a crouching or sitting position, he goes down hard.
Suddenly a teacher comes bursting into the room and marches straight towards Robb, he starts shouting and we all know we have been caught.

Went to bed 11:45-12:15
Goals: MILD
4:05 Girl steals soccerballl

6:20 At school sitting at some kind of lunch table, laurel is sitting across from me and she is talking about how, on a previous night i had sent her messages calling her laurel. She apparently wanted to be called something else but i dont know what.

*Flash of being at my house doins something with my sister, almost like cleaning or something, jessica had been there i think but she leaves and comse back later in the dream, wehn she pulls up amber is in the passenger seat. I rem wondering why they both came.

6:51 Was liike advertising lollipos or something

7:30 Had a dream i was at home and sara had been visiting. I rem we were in my bed, i rem lying next to her and smelling her. Later the dream shifts and she is gone, jessica is here. She has to go see amber for something so she leaves. Before sara left i realized there was a glass on glass bong and a big pile of weed in the floor, i freak out and hope she doesnt notice. She doesnt and after she changes and leaves i put it away. Later in the dream i try to rem where i put it and cant find it.

I go into the backyard to help my bro with something, my sister and wayne are there too i believe, i think wayne may be eating or something. Jessica texts me saying shes done and that i should get the movie ready and something else, i tell her im helping my bro and ill let her know when im ready. Dont rem much else.

9:18 I rem walking into like a small hotel room. My sister and mom as well as my aunt jacki are in there, there is also a very young girl and an older male dc. When i get there my aunt is talking to the little girl, she is asking in a playful voice if im gonna sit down when i get inside, i do. The dream gets pretty strange, it turns out that this room is some kind of underwater vessel, we are on vacation and are about to head back across the ocean. The vehicle takes off underwater, the only way i can tell is out the front window of the room i can see underwater, its nightime and the ocean is like pitch black, i start to get kind of scared.

I say something about going during the day, saying it would suck to drown in the ocean in the middle of the night, some dcs agree i think some laugh. No one else seems worried about it so i just close my eyes to meditate and every once in a while open them to see our progress. LAter in the dream i open them and we are inside like an underwater cave, there are images being shown to us from the window, its like we arent traveling anymore but instead are in some kind of virtual reality thing. I rem as the images flashed by i could hear a mans voice narrarating, the one thing i rem him saying was something about the seasons while he showed season pictures.

I still have my eyes closed the majority of the time, and the things the voice are saying usually dont encourage me to open them. Last thing i rem is not being in the room anymore, im outside of it, there is a small train track up to my right suspended in the air, the tracks go through the walls, a door opens and a bunch of water spills out, a small green bucket comes riding down the track. It has like another bucket on top that spins out water. A random dc next to me says its what we were riding in. It was so small i became very confused in the dream, wondering how we rode in that.

Dream from night of 7-26-11


I was in some sort of school or colorful building. I was in real trouble because I was going to die. I didn't know how, where, or when but I knew that I was fated to die. It had to happen, in order for other events to occur and the world to move on. I had to die, and I had accepted this. (the entire dream) I spent time getting my things managed, putting things in place, and trying to get a hold of my family to tell them the bad news, and say good-bye. I couldn't get a hold of anyone, my brother, my parents, my roommates. I even tried calling my ex. All I could do was leave messages of me saying good-bye. While I was doing this there was a short, blonde, kind of puggy woman following me around, wearing an all black lacy dress. (Kind of a goth look). She kept taunting me, and teasing me about my death. I just tried to ignore her but she kept following me around. I had a feeling that she was a part of it somehow or orchestrating it. I actually caught her trying to steal my soul. She was a sorceress. I took back what part of my soul she managed to steal and for some reason said "you can't steal a music major's soul." I ran away from her and ran to my dad's house. I was just waiting for my time to come..still trying to reach any of my family. I looked outside and thought, "wonder when this is all going to go down..." with that though a black horse and carriage came down my street, driven by a massive figure dressed in black and with a mask over his face. I said, "there it is I guess". They stopped short, right in front of my neighbors house. I saw through my neighbors big living room window, to see the nuclear christian family that lived there, sitting around in the room playing guitar and singing together. The driver of the carriage along with a short man, and a tall lanky butler dressed man, charge through the big window and just slaughtered the family. I tried shouting to them to ask if it's me they wanted....the butler man heard me turned around and gave me the "one moment" signal with his index finger, then continued inside my neighbors house to kill them. After they were done they came up to the end of my yard and urged me to come inside the carriage. It was the carriage of death. They were invisible to everyone else but me. I got inside the carriage and knew that they would take me to the place of my execution.


I woke up.

I was near QW. I was trying to get home via the streetcars and busses that ran along down there, but I couldn't figure out which ones to take. They always said they were going to a destination, but it always ended up being in the wrong direction or something.

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I was apparently at my house, though it was totally different. It was much more spacious, and all the walls were a deep purply-blue. SL was there. She had wanted me to show her this dance that I had a long time ago to the CA song. I laughed, wondering why she would care to see that, but decided I would try to remember the dance.

I searched for the music, but couldn't find it. When I used Youtube it would just randomly change to other songs. My itunes library somehow didn't have the song, and nor did the CD I had used for the CD player or my mp3. I sighed and told her that I gave up on finding the song.

I did, however, show her a random makeshift flamenco dancer costume. Lying on the floor was a red corset with black lace trim (not part of a dancer's costume, I know, but it was there >.> ), a red and black flamenco skirt, flamenco heels, and fishnet stockings. I showed them to her and told her that I had made the corset. Then it ended.

I can't remember much of this one, except I was in my old college dorm room, and for some reason a person I knew in high school (but haven't seen since graduation) was barging in and being somewhat rude.

High school classmates and other people from my past seem to be a recurring theme in my dreams.

Dream 1:

I was about to go on this date to this very fancy restaurant. I was wearing a beautiful formal dress that was black and white. My date was due to arrive in 10 minutes.

But then I looked in the mirror and to my horror saw that my hair was really messy. I could tell that I hadn't washed it for days. There wasn't time for a full shower so I ran to the bathroon sink to quickly wash my hair.

But the next thing I know is that I am doing a herbal hair treatment (like I sometimes do in real life). My hair was slimy and green from all the cooked herbs that I had rubbed in. I wondered why in the world I would have started something like that. I was supposed to leave that in my hair for an hour. I only had five minutes left. I also realized that I wasn't even supposed to shampoo immediately after rinsing the herbs out. What had I been thinking? I needed to rinse the herbs out fast. So I started rinsing and rinsing, But every time I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair was still full of green herbs and even things that looked like cooked carrots. Since the rinsing wasn't working I started to try to comb out all the herbs, but nothing seemed to be working. I could hear my date in the next room. I knew I was running very late. I didn't know if the herbs would ever come out of my hair.

Dream 2:

I walked outside my dorm and could see all these fat orb web spiders all over the sidewalk. I knew that someone had moved these over here from somewhere else. I felt upset since I knew some would eventually get inside of my dorm.

[This spider dream was triggered by all the orb web spiders I saw on my kayaking trip last week. The water in lake powell has been rising and all the sipders living in the tamarkis trees are being forced to the few high ones left, and those are literally covered with big fat orb web spiders. It was fascinating and freaky at the same time.]

Dream 3:

I was wearing new socks. They were just like my grey ones, except these were purple.

(This one is kind of gruesome)

I was at the dentist, and they said they were going to perform an operation on my mouth. I was then inside my mouth, looking from the back towards the front. They pried open my mouth and stuck various tools in, as if to see if they would work, then pulled them back out. Then they stuck in one of those things that I don't know what it is, but it's kind of like scissors, only it smacks two flat chunks of metal together when you pull the handles together, instead of blades. They stuck that in my mouth and clamped it on to various teeth, and I was becoming more and more afraid about what they were going to do. Finally, they put it behind my bottom lip, so that the back bottom corners of the tool were touching my lip, and the back of my lip was protruding between the corners. They slammed the tool shut really quickly, squashing off part of my lip. Blood started gushing from my lip like a pressurized jet. I did not feel pain, more like a feeling of, "they WOULD do that, wouldn't they?"

They immediately took everything out of my mouth. I waited for them to put a bandage or something on my lip, but they didn't, they just left me to die with my own blood pouring down my throat.

They WOULD do that, wouldn't they? >=(

Unfortunately I only remembered one short dream when I woke up this morning. I woke up around 2:30am but could not remember any dreams then.

There are fish in a big container and they are biting. They have big teeth like piranha. I move them around with my hand and one of them bites me, but not hard.

I am eating the fish at a table. There are little balls inside the fish, like caviar. I am supposedly eating French cuisine, and I say how nasty it is several times.

I was with L in my kitchen next to the back door and we had eaten shrooms. They were starting to kick in and we were laughing a lot, and I looked in a small mirror I had (ipod?) and I had huge pupils. It felt really weird. I looked at the clock on the stove and it clearly said 9:42 (pm). I then realized my dad was in the living room, so I half-whispered that we should go outside. We stumbled out the back door and I headed straight for the hammock to lie down, but woke up just before I reached it.

I was at my old house with me old dog Bandit. Bandit saw a deer in the yard and attacked to only to have the deer attack him. I got confused sow I went back inside. Later that night I went back outside to find Faith my current dog eating the deer, Bandit was hiding somewhere. I called Bandit and he came outa no where. Later When I called bandit to take him inside finally he was covered in blood. The dream ended.

Well I decided I would write in my DV dream journal again because I just thgought I'd be cool. Got a problem hater!

This was only a fragment from last night. Ok so I was in someone's house and it was time for everyone to go to bed. However this house had the weirdest design I have possibly ever seen. There were stairs in the middle of the main floor to go up to some sort of loft. This is where things got kind of weird. Some odd skeleton guy was getting really sangry in the upstairs loft and he wasnt allowing anyone to sleep. AT one point he even pulled out a knife and said some random gibberish. I think he was threating some people. Well I left that place and went to go sleep somewhere else. I ended up in some dorm room. People were already asleep, so I crept in slowly to find a spot to catch some zzs. This never ended up happening because it turned morning shortly after and everyone in the room was wondering what I was doing there. This is about all I remeber.

Lucid | Non-Lucid

Second DJ entry and I'm already questioning my sanity (mostly laughing at the dream)

I was walking past a swing set in my neighbor's yard when I got slammed in the head by one of the swings. I think I've had this dream before because I knew that nobody had swung it at me. I walked over and started kicking the swing when it lifted up, it's chains flexing like muscles, making me lose my balance and fall on my back. My foot is still on the swing so I pull my self up and grab on to it. The swing started swinging around violently and threw me into a tree-trunk. It picked me up and threw me like a catapult into the ground. I am furious at the swing and start yelling at it, asking it why is it always hitting me? What did I ever do to you? It starts to get away but I catch it in a strangle-hold. All of a sudden it goes limp and I see one of my friends walking toward me with a puzzled look in his face. This is understandable since he just saw me trying to strangle a piece of plastic. I yell at the swing "Oh fine, you give up NOW?!?" This thing is taunting me, making me look like a lunatic. I tell my friend that the swing set was just attacking me and that it wouldn't now because it is cowardly, old and raggedy and isn't worth keeping. Apparently I baited it enough that it started attacking me with my friend watching. I yelled with triumph and woke up laughing.

This is the actual swing set/playground

Spoiler for swingset/playground image:

That little blue swing was in the vicinity of 50 feet long in my dream. Imagine wrestling a 50ft snake.

Fragment 1:

ATHF, they was at a school (look like a movie that they would do) and nothing was odd beside the fact one set of lockers sideway is design to look like a skinny faceless master shake.

Master shake and meatwad somehow go on the roof (still inside of the building) and start running showing that the school background was one of those old cartoon loops. Somehow meatwad teleported through time but Shake didn't.

Fragment 2: No freaking clue.

Dream 1:

Blackstar from Soul Eater was currently the main character. He was in my grandmother old house and was in the living room minus all of the stuff and a higher roof.

He had to fight like 4 different monsters. The first monster was low on health and was pretty weak so being Blackstar he ran after the last one but didn't know all of them have range attacks.

Somehow I was able to reset the dream. The plan was currently to run like hell. I use speedstar and ran to the den where at that point I wish it was a dream so I can fly.

[lucid]

It just hit me that it WAS a dream. Currently no longer Blackstar but myself. I turn around and try to summon a sword but didn't work. I try the technique to let the sword be found but that didn't work. At that time I said "fuck it" and just ran outside to fly. I floated down so I was planning to try again but a monster was there now.

I said "fuck it" and just woke myself up.

26-07-11 I am standing in the backyard of a building complex. The grass looks dried out and has white tips but otherwise a spectrum of colours ranging through black, green, yellow and ofcourse white. The buildings are grey and massive and there doesn't seem to be an immidiate way out of the yard.

I am lucid from the start, I know this from the qualitative difference in the imagery I am experiencing. I have had 4 dreams of poor quality with the knowledge of dreaming, but the visual product has been awful, sort of like having 1 eye in the dream world and the other awake.

I start by commanding the dream to stabilise and I look around the buildings that look rather gloom. I contemplate increasing the vividness of the dream, but the quality seems good. I try taking off in flight, but struggle severely. After this realisation I decide it is irrelevant after all, could probably overcome it, but it is not my goal with this lucid.

I call out for the dream if it can help me. I send a brief thought to my goal of overcoming confidence issues, but don't as such engage en deep mentation over it.

Quickly there is a call from behind me and I start making my way there. I am aware that this is my first REM phase seeing as I haven't actually ”slept” yet, so I want to make quick progress. However as I am making my way towards the woman that has called me, several times I have to engage my senses as the scenery starts to blur.

The woman calls me from a plateau above me. The place has taken on a look of a mixture of ruins and incompleted housing, though the entire area is connected completely. I know I can get up to her, but she makes her way down to me.

I ask her name and she replies that it is Mie. I unfortunately don'w remember the rest of the conversation, for a couple of reasons. First of all I recall appologising to her that I have to shift my attention away from her words and her in general as the dream keeps on fading at an increasing frequency. Secondly we didn't really manage to get past the introductory phases, though I have one word summarising the content ”construction”.

I wake up.

Notes: I was unable to actually sleep much this night. The first 4 dreams mentioned can best be described as non-REM or partially wakeful dreams. They lack the complete dream scenery relying only limited on visual product and mainly audio. They all were false awakenings as well. Had some pretty scary HHs as well one being a high sound and another the sensation of being tugged in, though I countered this by hugging back the ”entity” and actually that gave the experience a warm feeling to it. Though my control seemed somewhat diminished in the actual dream, my access to waking memory and intentions and goals, where solid and clear. So paradoxially my lucidity was high, though my control was limited. Unfortunately I didn't get as much time or could afford as much attention to the girl as I would have like to, but it is a start and this theme will get more attention!
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I am in a kitchen making pancakes. I am pouring the milk directly in the bag of flour. There are various pieces of fruit in the bag, which I am anoyed about. Some of these fruits are green tomatoes. Thure comes into the kitchen and asks what I am up to. I tell him I am making pancakes, but that I can't really get the mixture right, well, to mix at all. I then complain about the fruit in the bag and ofcourse he can see that as being a problem, but I have a feeling that I am really just using it as an excuse.

27-07-11 I am at a brick house in Hornslet, located next to a little lake of some description. On the grass in front of me there is a little black rabbit with long hair. I look at it and it turns around and runs through a gate, made by wire fencing with rather large holes in it.

I get worried, but the rabbit soon come back. I walk towards the gate to see if the owners are there. I hear conversation and smell a spliff and find two women talking together sat on a picnic table, much like the one I was just sat at next to the house. I look around and find the rabbit now in a little lake (not as big as the one on the other side of the gate) with a duck standing on top of it. It is swimming around and most of the times it doesn't have it's head above water, which worries me.

I ask the women if they are missing a rabbit, and they say something like that they do, but they think he will be alright. I tell them that at the moment it looks happy enough swimming around a pond with a duck standing on it and they laugh at the remark and join me at my table, with the spliff in hand. I see it and don't really want any of it, but it appears like the women think I want some of it, cause one of them proclaims her intentions of making a new one, as the first one is nearly done.

Shortly after we are joined by an obnoxious man, who complains that he can't sleep as he is sleeping in the room with the top window located just above our little picnic table. Although we don't really like him we move to a table placed a bit further away from the house on the corner.

The entire scenery is played out at around sun set, the lighting has that warm, but diminishing red feel of the evening sun.

We are joined by two men, or the women transform into two men as I am headed into the house to go to bed. I am on the ground floor with the previous man living on the floor above me.

The two men follow me into my room and go over to stand in the corner, as apparently the grumpy man's bedroom is located directly above that spot. They prepare to make some noise and start lighting cigarettes.

This agitates me and I tell them to get out and they refuse. I somehow expected this and pick up a tool, probably best described as an Ice pick and walk over to them. I point on the tall skinny one and with madness in my voice tell him to get out as I will not be afraid of using the tool.

They still refuse and I give the small chubby bloke a quick stab to the back, a stab not actually strong enough to penetrate his skin. They start making a move though, but keeps turning back on me aggressively as if they want to hurt me or are refusing to leave. I get caught close to the tall man right next to a door and this time I stab him in his right shoulder, hard enough not only to penetrate skin, but pin him to the wall behind him as well.

This treatment, strong as it is, still isn't enough to convince the two blokes to leave so I start stabbing more frequently, the entire length of the blade. Think I hit the small fat one more as he is generally always closer to me. However the first man to receive a stab in the bollocks is mister tall and skinny and shortly thereafter Shorty McFat receives same treatment. This convinces them that it is probably best to leave.

They shout back towards me standing outside my front door that this will be painful for me. I know this, not fearing their physical vengeance as much as repercussions from the authorities and the social ousting I know is to come from friends around me.

As I walk outside I am anticipating the arrival of the police though I am fearful of the response from my friends who are closer by. I have no intentions of running and I briefly think if the entire treatment of the men actually constitutes self defense or I have crossed some line already concerning that.

I am joined by friends around me, who all look upon me with a mixture of anger, shame and fear in their faces. It is however Ida who hurts me the most, by coming up next to me and speaking in Norwegian tells me that ”Michael” ”Who, the one standing over there in the pink jacket or the one next to him?” (which is my cousin and is actually called Michael) she confirms it to be the one in pink and goes on to tell me that ”I know 2 Danish guys I am ashamed and sad to stand next to you at the moment, where the other one is actually rather good looking”.

(I am unsure if this is a separate dream or just one hell of a long one)

I think I see Mikkel N. wearing no shirt before the scenery freezes and takes me back to a point in time prior this incident. I remember feeling a distinct sadness as I know I am about to relive the first couple of hours or days leading up to this event.

The general theme of this continuation is a series of party oriented scenarios, no way near as sharp recall as the episodes above.

They all seem to be centered around Mikkel and Mark and their general dominance over the course of events, filled in with other random people and Ida's presence.

Though the second time around my murderous ousting of two men never happen I am unsure as to which scenario actually ends the dream, though I will start with the short one cause the other might actually just as well have carried over after I wake up.

I am in a sofa with Ida, I am lying on the long side, she on the short (it is a corner sofa). We are lying head to head, and I am a bit sad being in this position knowing she has rejected me. However she starts making her way onto my side, she places her head next to mine and continue to come over. In the end she is sitting up looking down upon me smiling with her bare breasts hanging out. She has minging saggy tits though. I realize I am dreaming as I start noticing her fade away and course my luck.
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I am at the central festival spot in Hornslet. There is a festival and people are merry though all of a sudden everyone's attention is directed skywards. There is a large triangular shape with lights floating by partially covered by clouds. As the shape continues to be uncovered by the clouds I am wondering if that can be a flying object at all as it is all triangular and definitely not aerodynamic. Shortly after this thought some of the object is revealed much closer towards the ground and the shape of a massive (MASSIVE!) ship is revealed, much larger than the titanic, though the conversation amongst people young and old alike is if this is in fact Titanic.

I become skeptic. The only source of water close by is a narrow stream of water meandering through the landscape, no way A: Straight enough to hold the ship in question. B: holds enough water to support the weight of the massive ship.

I walk closer towards the ship and the water stream and find my dad standing there. Apparently this isn't the first time this ship has appeared and I walk over and start discussing why it is impossible that it is there. He tells me that if the ship just has a shape that somewhat mimics the shape of the water stream it will work. He draws it on a paper and I counter his argument explaining that it will not be able to move if the length of the moveable walls is exactly the same as the shape of the stream, rather it will need much smaller segments almost allowing it to move as a snake. I attempt at drawing my solution to the problem and have forgotten the problem of the amount of water.

We stare at the now resting ship for a while.

The atmosphere is dark and clouded it is night time and there is no clear source of light. This makes the appearing ship look ominous as hell as it is completely black against the dusk coloured night sky.

(skip)

I am in a car with Mark H. I am starting to become a bit angry, not as much with him, but my surroundings in general. I complain that the massive ship had to travel down a small stream of water when we actually have a river just behind a block of houses from the stream (there isn't such a river). He agrees and I look down the river and see that it is more winding than I recall, but definitely has more water to support the weight. We are in a van.
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I wake up and find one of my plants in a plastic bowl with loads of new small sprouts. I tell Mark H. that I am happy with this development and proclaim my intention of replanting the plant straight away considering that it is already in a pot with loads of space where it won't be disturbed too much by being removed. I exit the room and when I come back the plant is somewhat changed. All the small sprouts don't seem to be standing up on their own accord any more, but rather it looks like a big mess. I quickly wonder if this is Mark's doing, but when I pick up the plant and turn it around I see that the branches are just following the direction of the sunshine.