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    1. Stalker! NIGHTMARE!!!! D: Its horrible I hated it so much!

      by , 07-23-2011 at 07:33 PM
      Non Lucid False Awakening

      First, my friend Jenny was driving me to some river in a small blue car. She is 12 but she was driving and I said "Do you have a driver's licence?" I was worried about the fact that we could crash. She explained that when she visited Greece, she passed her test and got the licence. When I got to the river there was a young, tall, guy who was in his 20's. You will read more about him soon. Yes, he is the stalker!

      I then had a FA.

      I was at some competition of dreams. (There was lots of stuff about dreams in my FA so i'm surprised that I didn't do a RC or realize i'm dreaming.) The guy in his 20's (Lets call him S for stalker ) wanted to use my dream to enter the competition. He wrote this really long story about the dream I just had before the FA but made some horrible major edits!!!! Here was HIS version of the story as accurate as I can possibly remember:
      "I was travelling in a small blue car with a friend driving it. I was going to a river about to meet a hot guy in his 20's! Yeah I was so cool that I was just at the river and he loved me. We went riding on a galloping boat while he said my boobies were poking out. ( ) He loves me so much!" OMG WTF! Anyway back to the dream...
      He entered it in the competition and also my drawing of a fish which I did earlier in the dream. If I can remember correctly, my fish came first and "my" story came fifth. I then went to my house which had moved next to my old school somehow. I rang the doorbell and who should come to the door but the Stalker. He asked me if I wanted to come rowing in a boat with him and I said yes for some STRANGEST REASON IN THE WORLD!!! He took me rowing on, you guessed it, a galloping boat. (I don't even know what that is lol!) We were in the middle of the sea and he told me that my boobs were sticking out! Omg so embarrassing and they actually werent He said he loves me and the dream ended.

      I hope that never happens again.

      Updated 08-14-2013 at 12:13 AM by 48112

      Tags: nightmare
      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , false awakening
    2. 7/23/11 Space, Zombies, Gods, and Monsters

      by , 07-23-2011 at 07:18 PM (Scrawlings of a Mad Man)
      11:00-11:30-12:00(W)-5:15(W)-8:30(W)-9:30

      1) I go to a friend’s house for a get together of a sort. I think a camping trip or some other outdoorsy thing… The first floor is partially open, with one wall out into the yard in front of me. Grass. I see a number of my friends, as well as Colin, a coworker. I didn’t know he knew my circle of friends… He’s wearing a head wrap for some reason, and someone has on a snorkel and mask. I become LUCID, and fly out and up to the second floor.

      2) On the IOSDP thread, someone posts up points for most of the users. Man of Shred comments that I’ve been forgotten.

      3) I’m playing Team Fortress 2, as an engineer. A heavy pins me down with fire but leaves, and I rush to a building outside the enemy spawn. I place a sentry hiding around the corner on a flight of stairs (it’s too short to fire through the open air window above it though). I use my shotgun and a boomerang (fired with the mouse wheel) to kill two or three enemies as they leave spawn. I feel somewhat bad for this, as the boomerang is an autohit and follows them in to kill them… The kill icons appear in the top left of the screen. The dream shifts. Same place, but I’m talking to a Jesus looking figure. He makes a comment as to my hair style. I “know” he’s the third oldest being in existence, and I begin to ponder how the more advanced beings create the lower races. I think what humanity will give to the world, who will be our children. Shifts again. I am Kratos, and another god with a glowing full face helmet is fighting me. The Jesus figure asks me a question that I don’t recall. I reply, “I’ll burn the world.” He grabs me, and I glow with a golden light. The helmet god swings his sword at my chest, but the glow stops it.
      Helmet Guy. Ish...
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      4) LUCID. Grab a DC and ask if I can please kiss them. She smiles. I kiss her.
      (To explain, part of the reason for this is that my DCs and I have had… disagreements in the past. Twice in my life, once recently, they’ve outright told me that they won’t tolerate how I treat them. These past few weeks I’ve been working on this. Now, I’m a very respectful and kind person in waking life, but I’m aware that I’m dreaming in most of my dreams. Or at the least, that I’m not me. And since the DCs are part of me, I felt alright treating them poorly. But they deserve as much respect as the rest of my mind. So, I’m taking this as a good sign.)

      5) Adrian Monk is married to a woman with a degenerative disease. She smokes, and is currently nihilistic. At a dinner of some sort, she overhears a woman talking of her research into the secret of life. The scene changes to an outdoor setting. A creature that looks like it’s been literally stitched together (yellow, collar-like neckflap, short claw legs, goblin-like face with a beak). –Shift- There are three of these creatures , a Kabutops (pokemon) looking quadruped with two legs ripped off (my assumption was the fossil was incomplete), and various other things. I am inside the enclosure with them, climb to the top of a metal frame tower, and jump over the fence. The creatures break out and start chasing me and other scientists to a walled city. –Shift- The creatures are now little children, still chasing me. Candy is strewn on the way to the city, and I try to throw it to distract the kids. They don’t go for it, and one catches me.

      6) LUCID. On a highway. Trying to change the dream to the Chichen Itza pyramid. Talking to the dream to get this to happen, but nothing changes. I start flying.
      -Skip-
      In space. Observer perspective (I don’t have a body). I am going in space to pick up a future ally and teammate of mine. He and another person are on a planet infested with zombies. They have chain saws and scythes, but the other guy gets pulled down and killed.

      7) Driving down road in my car, and a van in front of me stops. My friends from my dojo are in it, and I get in as well. Someone's mother is driving, Marshall is there. We drive to a stone building and get out, and we eat cookies...

      Updated 07-27-2011 at 04:03 AM by 29474

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
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    3. Working

      by , 07-23-2011 at 06:35 PM
      I was talking to my friend S at what I'm pretty sure was a large fancy movie theatre. It had several floors and was really bright and colourful and modern looking inside, and had several floors. (It reminds me now of a dream I think I had quite a while ago about a rollercoaster that I'm not sure if I ever recorded..? Maybe it didn't even happen..) She was telling me that she'd gotten a job there as a janitor as she was sweeping the floor.

      They also had a bunch of benches in and around the building, and I was talking with her or someone who was saying they should let people sleep on them if they ask.

      I'm not sure if this one was related, but I met a girl with blonde hair who had a bottle of Winnie the Pooh honey scented body spray which smelled really good.


      More fragments...I haven't had very good recall lately. I should probably go to sleep earlier.
      Tags: friends, movie
      Categories
      dream fragment , non-lucid
    4. July 23 Briefly Exploring the Dreamworld

      by , 07-23-2011 at 04:32 PM (Dreams of Hash)
      Going to bed 1:00-1:30
      Goals: Detailed recall
      5:08
      Just rem talking to jess, maybe her bro to, i think about a song, i rem the number 3 being significatnt

      6:36 I just rem being in a restaurnant and waiting for something in particular to be out on this buffett table. I just rem watching it as an employee goes back and fourth between there and some room adding more to the table each time.

      8:20 Had a dream i was standing in line for something school realated, the line is quite long and where i am standing the only person i recognize is janade from a long time ago. In the dream i think her name is sarah. I tell her, last night i dreamt this exact scene, standing in line and you being here.

      9:OO Briefly Exploring the Dreamworld Me and jesicas brother are in school for a class, somehow i become lucid. I dont think i tell him or anything, in the dream it felt like i had dreamed this scenario already so i knew it was a dream. This dream shifts like crazy, sometimes i just think of where i want to go or what i want to do and its happening. This actually made it quite difficult to remember and piece together but i gave it my best shot.

      I leave the school and i am outside in the dark down the street from my house, a small walkway leads down from the entrance of the school to my street, people here and there on the walkway. The dream is shifting like crazy and i dont even rem traveling most of the time, im just somewhere new. i get to my house and go inside, i tell my brother im dreaming. The dream shifts and i rem being in like vietnam or something with some local, dude with black shirt dark skin dark hair, and we are in a house that is collapsing, the house has a giant beam in the center, Firs the center room falls in like a sink hole, then rooms on each side of the house, we run out of the house and hide for a bit from people passing by a road, they look like refugees or something and give us weird looks when they see us.

      we hide under a food trough protected by many plants it has a red dead redemption feel to it. just sand all around and montains in the distance, inside of the fence around the house everything has kind of a tropical feel, outside the fence is more like west texas or something. We get up just as a girl passes and follow her down into a valley. She is telling us something and trying to help us, she wants to give us something but i cant rem what. Down in the valley the local left and i rem standing with that girl and her horse i think. She had changed in appearance from before, first she had dark skin and dark hair and was somewhat attractive, now much lighter skin and hair and kind of strange looking.

      I randomly start kissing her when we are down there, it was weird i just walk up to her, she looks at me and i think gets ready to say something when i start kissing her. i rem her mouth and tongue felt really cold and tasted quite strange, it grossed me out, so i quickly stopped, she kept trying to kiss more and i kind of had to push her away. I stop and she tells me about something but i dont really pay attention. The dream shifts and I end up back home and tell my bro we are dreaming again, that i have been in a dream for a while now and i try to remember some of it. I sit down, in the floor in my room, in lotus to meditate and try to rem but im too excited and quickly get back up.

      I get up thinking i want to smoke, i ask my bro if he does, he says yes, i go into my room and get some weed, it looks like good stuff but pretty much the same as what i have in waking life, i ask my bro what does it feel like to be a dream character, he says something like, hmm idk what did i say last time you asked. i start to break some weed up but before i finish i change my mind and go outside. When i walk outside it is like a theme park, there is a ferris wheel in the distance, some other rides on each side, and many people walking around, it is beautiful outside, sun is shining, sky is blue, i seem to be standing on some sort of boardwalk.

      I want to ride a skateboard and without even finding one i start riding, i go across this wooden bridge that takes me down to some area lower in the park almost like a parking area, i think about trying some tricks but dont because im afraid of hurting myself, I lose the skateboard and walk down a small road towards a building. i rem going inside the building with, theres an escalator. I ride the escalator down into some room, there are people behind a counter up front and people sitting in rows on either side, it reminds me of jury duty, the room is blue and grey.

      Cant rem what i did in there, i rem going back up the escalator when somehow the dream shifts and im back in the neighborhood, i head towards my yard and start thinking of dream goals, I decide to eat something so i go to my neghbors tree and look for fruit on the ground, now its dark outside, i rem tripping out at the way the dreamtrees looked at night, i pick up a smal black fruit but its also juicy like its already been bitten into so i throw it in the street. i go into my yard, its day now and pick up a small blackish blue rock and eat it, it cracks in half with very little pressure in my mouth and becomes chalky, it tastes terrible, i spit it out.

      I end up back inside, i rem one time thinking about my real body, when i did this the scene got very yellow, like yellow spots were bursting into my vision, but i was able to stabilize in time by rubbing something that was randomly in my hand, i rem a small rock. I rem going out into the study and there being a random dc there, light skin, i think maybe red or light brown hair, looks anywhere from 16 to my age. For whatever reason i start trying to manifest a gun to shoot him with. First i use my fingers and make sound effects, then i rem the airsoft guns out there, i pick up one and pretend it is real,, i pretend to shoot the guy, it no longer appears i am holding an airsoft gun, just my hand. I shoot him and he falls back as if he was faking getting hit.

      I try to summon a sword by stretching out my hand and imaginging it but it doesnt work. I head back to my room. I rem my bro sitting in my room and im trying to teleport from one side of the room to the other. I try imagining viewing the scene from a different spot. It doesnt work so i try to teleport behind him. I pretend to start running and then i blink but it didnt work. I sit down and my sister comes in. I tell her ive been dreaming for a long time, im afraid i wont be able to rem it all but i dont want to wake up. I tried recapping everything in my head. Now no body is in the room with me, i decide to look at my dream jorurnal, i pull it up, and lay down on my bed.

      the dj looks pretty close to waking life except my list of goals is longer and the print is bold in certain spots. The window is also much bigger than i usually have it. I dont rem what goals are listed but i rem when i read them they all seemed correct. I rem thinking about how stable the text is despite people often saying its hard to read in dreams. I was going to try and write this entry now, in dream, so i could rem better when i wake but I start to see yellow spots again and before you know it
      im staring at my eyelids
    5. Growing cannabis..... Woops!

      by , 07-23-2011 at 03:10 PM
      I am living with my school-friend Lex, we have some sort of exchange student coming to live with us, its a girl, same height as me, blonde hair, blue eyes. I know she is not english because of her accent.

      We get talking while watching T.V on a small TV on a little coffee table. The apartment we are in is pretty bare, not much stuff on the walls etc, and has wooden floor.
      We can hear music coming from outside so me and the girl go to the window and look down.... It seems our apartment window looks out to a sort of square where people are gathered, there is a rock band playing. We stand at the window and watch them for a while. I look down and i see 2 wigs in a box... One is black and one is blonde, they are standard 1980's rock hair style wigs clearly for fancy dress. I smile and put on the black one. I start to dance around signing devil horns and just being an idiot and can hear the girl laughing. I look up at the girl and she is now wearing the blonde wig, so we start dancing around and laughing together.

      The rock band finishes and a percussion band takes their place, they have a load of bongo drums and things like that, i notice that an old school friend is among them, Jade. They start to play and they are pretty good, i then wait till i catch jades eye, she stops playing and looks really shocked to see me "OMG! BEN!!!" she says, i say hello and i point upwards to the apartment window above us, for some reason i know my friend josh is there, Jade looks up, sees josh and says hello.

      After seeing us she seems kind of nervous and it seems to be taking its toll on the music, suddenly they arent very good anymore.

      The band has gone and we are inside discussing the possibility of getting a couple of cannabis plants & growing them. The girl doesnt seems to like the idea. Lex's older brother comes over and he looks like an old work colleague, he is HUGE. He explains to us "i Couldn't get just 3 plants like you said, i had to get all of these" He pulls about about 20 plants! I'm starting to get worried as that is WAY too many plants to have, i tell him " we can go down for a long time for that shit man" He just waves me off.

      We set up all of the plants, somehow lex's brother sets them up at the front of the apartment, where we were watching the band before, but hides them behind some sort of material so you cant see them from the outside.
      He also brings tomato plants, cucumber plants and some small plumbtrees and tells us that we can mix these round the back of the apartment with the left over ganja plants. i wander if this will work but he hands me a plumb, grabs a tomato and laughs as we both start to walk away eating them, i laugh too.

      I walk into the next room to see how the girl is doing, she has some of her friends over, she is annoyed at me because i have not been spending time with her, ive used my time to set up the plants. I agree with her and apologise. I walk out of that room and look out of our apartment door, to my horror theres a police swat team raiding our neighbours, and taking out plants. I panick like a MOTHERFUCKER! One of the swat members starts to look towards me, My heart starts to race. He smiles then turns away and i breathe a sigh of relief. I wait til the cops leave and go down and out of the apartment, round the back to check if the swat members got the plants out there. As im walking i hear somebody shout something at me. For some reason i get scared and start to run. I hear the footsteps of a few people running behind me, for a second i think it could be the police, but then remember that they left. I stop running and turn around, its a bunch of kids, one of them hands me my iphone an says "you dropped this!" i thank him and walk back to the apartment to spend time with the girl, i tell her what happened and how lucky i was that someone picked up my phone.

      Then i wake.
    6. The flood + Norwegian lesson

      by , 07-23-2011 at 02:24 PM (The journey of JussiKala)
      Dreams were just blurry fragments. Typing as much as I remember
      ----------------------------------------
      The flood.

      So I was at my grandparents house. They had just ordered some new exercising gadgets such as a treadmill and such. The delivery men just left them on the yard there. We went and tried out that every one of them was functional. Then went in to eat for a while. But when came back to see the outside, there was a 3m high flood there. I went there swimming to retrieve all the gadgets. Came back with a couple of them at a time. Retrieved them all in the end. I think this might've done something

      ---------------------------------------

      Norwegian lesson.

      So I just started a new course, norwegian. So here I was in class and the teacher told us all to get our netbooks up. Everybody else got it easy but mine bugged. The guy gave us a few minutes to achieve a certain goal with this one program. I had difficulties because I couldn't get mine working, but I eventually managed to do it within the last couple of minutes there. I talked to a couple of the other students, who had apparentl ybeen raised to speak swedish, and could speak swedish, finnish, and english. I wondered that they must have it easy with this all because the two languages are very similar. They told me it's still difficult.
    7. WILD attempt nr 3. False early awakening? And creepy false awakening

      by , 07-23-2011 at 02:06 PM
      Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Fragments False awakening Early awakening

      I'm laying in bed, trying out a WILD for the third time. Hypnagogia starts, and I lay still for a long while. Then I fail... I fall asleep. The first time I tryed it I got into sleep paralyzis and violent vibrations and humming sounds started, that time I got scared and forced my body to wake up.

      Anyways:


      Im playing bass guitar in front o my computer, like I use to do (the computer is located next to my bed). After playing for a while, thinking it sounds real good. I'm thinking/saying "How did I learn this song?" "Ah, who cares..." and I continue to playing. The song Im playing to is Army Of Bono by Clutch. The fact that I don't really know this song and that I was playing on frets that I'm sure are really wrong, should be able to make me lucid, but I did not get that. When I listen more closely to my bass I say "Why the fuck is it sounding like a distorted guitar?". After a while I get it... and say "Haha, Im dreaming!". I've had a lot really good lucid dreams before but I get exited now anyway, there is so much I want to do since I've read about what other people do in their dreams. I wake up early... or did I?
      Im in bed, and Im paralyzed. Suddenly I hear everyting I said/thinked in my dream fast forwarded, like in a horror movie or something.

      I wake up for real.

      Updated 07-23-2011 at 02:09 PM by 48448

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , false awakening , memorable
    8. a lot of cold drinks; boss, homer, and my phone; uhura's table manners

      by , 07-23-2011 at 01:40 PM
      Good morning, everybody.

      Dream #1

      I was in a fast food restaurant. The place looked a bit drab, with brightish, green-grey fluorescent light and kind of dirty, red-tile floors. There might not have been any seats.

      I stood over by the drinks dispenser. I was really hot, and all I wanted was a 32-ounce cup of some kind of fake fruit juice. The sign over the drinks dispenser indicated that the drink was some kind of pink "fruit" juice. This sounded just right to me.

      I pushed a plastic cup (possibly with a blue Pepsi design on it) against a lever like a soda dispenser lever, although both it and the dispenser were kind of big, like for an ice dispenser. The fluid poured out.

      I took a sip. As I did, I noticed that the color of the drink was kind of pale brown, like watered down soda, or like tea, more than like any kind of fake fruit juice. I held the drink a little way away from me. I looked at it and thought that maybe it was iced tea after all.

      I was kind of disappointed. I wanted something that had taste. But I couldn't quite believe that I had poured tea instead of fake fruit juice. So I took a really big drink now, to get as much flavor as I could. This time the drink definitely tasted like lemonade.

      So I figured that I had been thrown off by the color of the drink. I'd thought it was going to be pink. So when it was yellow, I thought it was brown. So I'd mistaken it for tea. (WTF???)

      I felt bad that I'd taken such a huge drink of the lemonade. There were one or two Latina girls behind the counter. They were both kind of pretty, and I didn't want them to think I was a big pig for drinking so much before paying.

      I wanted my drink to stay extra cold, because I was really hot. I put some ice in the cup. I then filled the drink the rest of the way up.

      I was walking in a big city, as if I'd left the fast food place and was heading back to work. I seemed to be in a big hurry. I crossed a smallish, triangular plaza in front of a big skyscraper.

      A man called out from behind me. I turned around. The man looked black and Latino. He was holding out a bag of fast food and a big drink. The man told me I'd forgotten to take my stuff with me. I was kind of surprised that I had done so.

      I now walked into a small building, which was like some kind of community center or some kind of hospital for underprivileged people. There was a yellow sign with lettering in red italics on the wall to the left of the door. It said something about how the cafeteria here makes its own chili. It was really proud about this, and it boasted that it wasn't like other cafeterias, which buy processed chili.

      I had a little time before the meeting I had to go to -- some kind of community support meeting. I didn't like going to the meetings, because I felt like people were always assuming I was poor or stupid because I had to come to them. But I also felt like they were important to go to.

      The cafeteria was just across the hallway from the front door. I walked into the cafeteria. I was really hot, and I wanted some kind of fruity drink.

      I looked around at the cafeteria for a moment. It looked more like the kitchen area of a dining hall rather than a cafeteria. The place was really small. There were no seats. There was a stainless steel counter, probably where all the food was served up, buffet-style. I may have known the workers behind the counter.

      I walked out of this room and across the hallway. There was a smaller room, basically just a little nook in the wall. There was a small, glass-doored refrigerator with drinks inside it. I saw something like a Nestle peach-flavored ice tea. I didn't think this was exactly what I wanted. But I figured it would be good enough.

      But for some reason, I didn't grab it. I felt like maybe the workers in the other room would think I was being mean or ungrateful if I bought a drink from this room instead of from their room -- even though I had to go to their room to buy the drink from them, so that technically I was buying this drink from them, anyway.

      Dream #2

      I was "at work." The space was like an office space in a small office complex. Sometimes the area seemed big, with no offices or cubicles, just a big space with desks. At other times, the area seemed like a big office, with possibly two big desks inside of it.

      The place didn't have any lights on, but there was a decent amount of daylight coming in through the windows, giving the place a gentle, greyish kind of atmosphere. The place seemed slightly cluttered, and it also seemed like there were potted plants all over the place.

      I was going to quit my job. This may have been my last day at work. My boss was preparing for me to leave. I think a young woman was coming to take my place. My boss was putting some stuff in order so the woman would know how to do the things I did.

      My boss was sitting at one big desk, and I was sitting at another desk. I got out of my desk and walked over to my boss. At first, my boss was doing something like filing through cards that had the consistency of business cards but a size maybe about between that of business cards and that of playing cards.

      But then my boss was paging through some of my old notebooks. He found verses of poetry by Homer. There were three or four passages that I'd transcribed into the notebooks. Each passage was about half a page long.

      My boss asked me why in the heck I'd transcribed Homer into a work notebook. I felt that the transcriptions had had something to do with work, but I couldn't explain it.

      I kept stuttering in my explanation. But eventually I said something about instinct and how reading Homer provided me with some kind of abstract understanding of things, which then melted into my instincts and helped me make better choices.

      Later on, my boss was trying to make some kind of weird deal with me. I can't remember exactly what it was. He wanted to keep me working with him, but on one project, so that my time would be free for doing other things. I can't remember what the project was, but it sounded like a terrible deal that my boss was trying, half-assed, to dress up.

      At another time, my boss walked away through the big office. I may have kind of hung around in the huge office all by myself, kind of spinning my wheels and getting bored.

      I was now outside. I was out on a flat, open field mostly of dark-tan soil, with little patches of grass here and there. The soil may have been a tiny bit damp, as if from a dewy morning or a recent rain. It was a clear day, with a cold, blue sky marbled with thin cirrus clouds.

      There seemed to be a chain-link fence and some kind of structure somewhere. There were also a few vehicles, including a couple of big, black pick-up trucks.

      I found my boss before a small, hatchback car, which may have been really shiny and cobalt blue, maybe even with glittery flecks in it, like on the car of an amusement park ride. My boss stood before the opened hatchback. The interior of the car just seemed to be stuffed full of papers.

      I conferred with my boss a little bit about something. I was getting ready to leave work for the last time. My boss understood this. He said, "Oh, I still have your phone. I'm listening to some of the songs on it. I'm not done with it yet. But I'll meet you upstairs" (as if this outdoor area were really the "basement" of the office!) "and give it to you as soon as I'm done."

      My boss now seemed to be wearing huge, Skull-Candy-like earphones.

      I was really frustrated with my boss. First of all, I hadn't even known that he had taken my phone to listen to stuff on it. Second, why was he telling me that he was holding onto my phone and not giving it back until he was done with it? It was my phone! Third, I just wanted to get out of here once and for all, but it seemed like my boss just kept trying to find ways to keep me here. And this was another one!

      Dream #3

      I was watching some kind of commercial or infomercial. It showed the woman who played Uhura on Star Trek. The commercial seemed to refer to the woman by her real name, but only using her first name.

      In some kind of haughty, "she-knows-better-than-you" fashion, the male announcer said that Uhura always heeded her table manners, and that she'd never make the mistake of forgetting them.

      The screen showed a kind of red-and-white photo of Uhura, which faded into an actual view of her. She responded to the male announcer by saying, "Yes, I never forget my table manners. My daddy taught them to me a long time ago."

      There was now a view of a family in a nice dining room. The family was apparently Uhura's family. The family all gathered around the left end of the table. Some sat at the table, while others stood. All the people in the family seemed to be adults, maybe from their mid-30s on up.

      The head of the family was some man, who may or may not actually have been there. He was rich and very classy. He seemed to have grey and black hair and mustache. He wore a very nice suit with a cream-and-red striped tie.

      The rest of the family seemed to be dressed in a kind of middle-class style. One woman was dressed in a nurse's outfit. Her hair was really nerdy-looking, about shoulder length, light brown, kind of oily, with a bit of a tight, gerry-curl style. She also wore clunky, but small, kind of round glasses.

      The woman seemed to be speaking for the family. She said something like, "A lot of families teach their children table manners when they're young. But then they don't follow up on it as the children get older. So the children forget what they learned about table manners. But not our family. We were taught table manners all the time. So we never forget."

      Uhura seemed to be sitting in a big chair, either at the other end of this room or else in some other room, but visible by a big video screen. The woman and Uhura seemed to be having some sort of conversation with each other about how important table manners were.
    9. Nightmare: The Gunman

      by , 07-23-2011 at 01:29 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was in what looked like some sort of conference room, but it was at a school. I was one of the only people sitting in there. I was waiting for a friend to come meet me for lunch. I talked to them on my phone at one point.

      Then, I got on a school bus with many other people who were around my age, some a bit older. I was sitting on the left side around the middle, when I noticed a guy that was sitting up front. He was holding a black gun. Was I the only one who noticed this?! This couldn't be good.

      When the bus started to move, the guy with the gun started to fiddle with his gun, talking to the guy sitting next to him. He then put the gun up the the guy's bald head who was sitting in front of him and pulled the trigger. It clicked, but nothing happened. He did it again and again, and another guy, a tall guy who looked like maybe he could do something about this situation, stood up and started examining the gun as the gunman held it.
      "What's this?", the tall guy said as he pulled out some sort of pin from under the barrel.

      Then, it was done. The gun worked. The gunman shot the man who helped him.

      Then, for some reason, everyone had to move up to the front of the bus. I moved by climbing over the bus seats. I was sitting by the window next to someone, I'm not sure who.

      I then saw the gunman had gotten my best friend, Mary Katherine. She was wearing a dark green shirt and was laying face-first in a bus seat across from where I was sitting. I couldn't believe this was happening.

      The gunman then approached me. He put the gun to my head. I squirmed right as he fired, so the bullet only scraped my head instead of going in. It hurt when this happened.


      I then woke up for a minute, and went back to sleep, entering the dream again.

      I was on the bus again, and we were all filing out a door in the back of the bus. I was chaotically trying to get out, and in the confusion, I ended up having to climb over the handrail that was by the stairs. By the time I was finished doing that, everyone was already off the bus and gone.

      Well, everyone except for me and the gunman.

      I ran as fast as I could, but I was exhausted from climbing all over the handrail. The gunman caught up with me and grabbed me. He no longer had a gun, but a knife. I tried to get away, but to no avail. I asked him to please shoot instead of stab me, but he just laughed. He stabbed me, then put the knife to my neck as if to slit my throat. I was dying, I could feel it. I couldn't escape him this time.

      Then, I was with Mary Katherine somewhere. I was talking to her about what had happened, and how it had been a dream. I told her that the man did actually slit my throat (when I'm pretty sure he was just preparing to). I also said something about my middle school.

      After I finished telling her the dream (with those couple of extra details I just listed), she told me she had the exact same dream. I was excited to post in AND the fact that we dreamed the same thing in my journal on Dreamviews!

      Updated 07-23-2011 at 03:34 PM by 32059

      Tags: bus, gun, knife, pain
      Categories
      nightmare , non-lucid
    10. The new school and lots of eggs

      by , 07-23-2011 at 01:20 PM
      Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Fragments False awakening Early awakening

      I'm at the yard of a school that are suppose to be my new school (I dont really have a new school). Outside people are throwing eggs at each other. I'm thinking that is normal for some reason, but I get a little angry 'caus I dont want to get hit. Before me is a big revolving door made of glass. An african guy with a red cap is walking into it and starts to spin it very fast with he's hands before Im walking in. Which I also think is normal. Then I jump into the revolving door and when I'm just about to enter the school, a ball of snow is falling from the seiling. I'm thinking "what the fuck" and walk on into the school until I see an ATM inside the school. The second guy in the line is the singer in my friends band. I walk up to him and say: "Who the hell brings eggs to school? Stupid people...", he answers: "I did, haha. Everyone did..."
      I hear some people running in the hall. I look behind me and see about half the school running and throwing eggs at each other and at people all around. To the left of me there is a wall made of glass with white painted metal at the bottom, a good hiding place. I run over there and lay myself down on the floor so no one could see me.
      Egg throwing people running by. More people trying to hide now find my hiding place and trying to fit in the tight spot Im in (Im in a corner). A girl lies down on my legs. I look at her like I'm wondering what she is doing. She asks me if she can hide here. I tell her that there is no room for here. Then she says that if she can hide here she can be my sex slave for a week . I turn her down, by saying "eehrrrm... NO!" (what the fuck?). Then a guy sees me, becaus the girl is sitting on me. He throws an egg and runs away. The egg hits the glass wall and smashes into my hair. I get really mad, now standing up. Running out to the horde of egg throwers, looking for someone to throw an egg at me again so I can feed he's face with with my fist.


      I can't recall more
      Categories
      non-lucid
    11. 23/07/11 - Finally a fight!

      by , 07-23-2011 at 01:08 PM (Nom nom nom, Mmmattelicious...)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

      Good morning! I finally completed my set up dream goal. It's been a few months really, which is crazy, since I first thought of the idea of having a physical fight. Been side tracked by my DVA class (which is why you got to pay the price!), but I can finally put the task aside and move on to my next one: Have a fight with superpowers. Also had a few weird dreams, I was crying in all of them, guess they were nightmares.

      02.30: Sleep

      09.30: All my life, I've always wanted to be a crying gangster



      I'm in prison. This prison has alot less security though and looks just like my old school with a few fences around it, and guards everywhere. An old friend walks into the building next to us and I look at the guy standing next to me. I nod at him. It's done, we're going to kill our old friend.

      The entire dream scenario rewinds back in time. Like I'm watching a movie. I'm sitting at a table, my friend on the other side of the table, and the old one to my right. "Sign it" he says and hands me a green check. "Please! This is going to ruin me" I say and know that if I sign that check, I'm going to lose all my money. I know I have no choice really, but it's worth giving it a shot. "Just sign the check" he tells me. "Can I atleast keep one million?" I ask him, watching the ten million figure. I start crying.

      "It's either give all your money away or die" he tells me. "You'll get some back later when I've invested, but that's in a long time." I really don't want to murder my old friend, but it looks more and more like that's the only option I have. I have a sanitary mask on for some reason all of a sudden when the old friend leaves. I start talking to my friend, asking him alot of questions. I remember being in jail before, and as I'm going in again, I will be put in solitary confinement. "We have to do it" I say and my friend nods.


      09.30: Fragment
      *I spot a few old classmates. "Hey man" I say to Fredrik and follow him and the entourage up a few stairs. I want to grab a few beers with them for some reason. I greet the rest and I spot a guy I used to know. We exchange numbers.

      11.30: Taekwondo show
      I enter my old taekwondo dojo. I greet all the people there and they seem to happy to see me again. I stand in the back and watch for a while. Instead of the regular thing you do when your master arrives, they salute like they do in the army. Then start doing all these weird stances, punches and kicks. I watch for a while, puzzled. A coworker has brought his friend who is huge, and they make out. I figure they're riding the "bromance" wave or whatever.

      After a while most people get seated, I sit down next to the master. Two blackbelts get up and start doing some dance. Master tells me they're going to USA to do something in November. I watch for a while until all of a sudden, a bunch of people in make up comes rushing in through the doors. They all look like skeletons and scare all the kids. We all laugh. I'm handed a paper from a girl and I read it.

      It tells me that I need to exit the building and dress up as a skeleton, I'm going to be the first one who will infect the rest. "Make sure you drool alot" it says and I laugh a bit inside. I sneak out and realise I have no paint. I go back in and is handed two tubes. I walk out again and look at the tubes of paint. One of them is a facial lotion Monica uses. I sigh and go back in and get a black one instead.

      I smear it all over my face and into my mouth, it tastes vile. The dream skips and all of a sudden I'm being chased by robots. I have a weird futuristic gun in my hand. I shoot a robot and head up stairs. I'm in my mom's house. I try to close the door but my sister keeps me from shutting it. I see no way out but killing myself. I put the gun to my head and pull the trigger, nothing. "Let me help you" my sister says, clearly not knowing what she's doing. She tries to shoot me twice but the gun won't work.

      I take the gun and remove the clip. The shots are all there, but they didn't go off. "This is the kind of shit that makes you turn your life around" I say. I explain to my sister everything that has happened. "I don't want to live this shitty life, being schizophrenic" I tell her and cry a bit. Everything I had experienced had clearly not even happened.


      11.30: Students! Hit me, if you can! MILD
      I'm in a car on a parkinglot at a local grocery store. Some kid is there with me. Felix is outside, having a fit with some foreign guys. I can hear them yelling, and somehow I know what's going to happen. I close my window and open my door when I hear a scream and a car speeding off. I run up to Felix who says something and sits down on the sidewalk. He's been stabbed in the stomach.

      I run to the grocery store, trying to find a cellphone to call from. There's a truck parked outside and two guys riding grocery carts come up to me. "Do you have a cellphone? My friend has been stabbed" I tell them. This is a slum part of the town and I figure they've stolen tons of shit from the store. "You know the cops won't come here unless they're a full unit" one guy tells me. "They're down at the 3010." "Please don't fuck with me now" I say desperately and shed a tear. The guy points over the building. "Ten of them are at the McDonalds, 3010."

      I run around the building, spotting a McDonalds right away. "Thirty ten!" the guy yells at me as I'm about to enter. I can see a sign on the outside, it says 3030. I spot several other restaurants through the windows though and I figure I can walk through. A guy cleaning the floor sprays me with a water hose. I exit through the other entrance on the other side. It seems as if I've ended up on a train station. There are train tracks a couple of meters ahead and I walk towards them. I jump over them onto the fence in the middle and then land on the track on the other side.


      I realise I'm dreaming and just like that all my fear is gone. I walk on the tracks for a while, whistling. It's sunny out and pretty hot aswell. The dream is very stable and everything is very realistic. I remember my task. "Students!" I yell, my voice echoing. I listen but can only hear some people further away, clearly not my students. I get off the tracks and head right, towards some rocks. I spot three people up ahead. I get up on the rocks, the train track they're walking on is under me ten feet below. "What do you want?" one of the guys ask me, I recognise him, it's a guy from work.

      "Students!" I yell again, ignoring the question. I walk down onto the track and hear something behind me. A guy is walking towards me on the train tracks further away. He's got loose, green and brown clothes. Looks a bit like a druid. That is definitely Hasmash! I smile. "Hey man!" I say and wave him over. "Matte?" I hear someone asking behind the wall of rocks I was standing on a few moments ago. "Yeah?" I yell back. A few seconds later another guy appears, I recognise him as Nito.

      Two more people comes walking from nowhere and I shake their hands. Lemondrops and Tblanco. "Wow you guys, isn't this so cool?" I ask them. I'm amazed how the brain can just create all this as I go, how everyone should look. I look at Nito, he's got black hair. I mess up his hair with my hands. "What happened to your hair man?!" I say and laugh, it's supposed to be pink. He mumbles something about his dream image and shakes hands with Hashmash.

      I realise Hashmash has changed, he's no longer skinny and wearing green, but big, with a short, black beard and a blue t-shirt. Infact everyone is just as tall as me or taller. Tblanco looks just like my old friend Ehrson and Lemondrops looks like a guy from work, Stefan. We all stand in a ring and talk for a minute or two. I figure it's time to stabilize the dream and pick up a small rock from the ground. It's warm and solid. "You look like a guy from work" I say and throw it on Lemondrops. It hits his head and he gives me an angry surprised glare.

      "Come on, hit me!" Tblanco says and pulls up his shirt, flexing his abs. I hit him a few times, feels like hitting dough and I don't get any real resistance. Man this is going to be harder than I first thought. I start imagining my punches being harder and harder. The last few I make uppercuts into his stomach and I lift him off the ground a bit. "Are you guys ready?" I ask them and stand infront of them all.

      They all laugh and Hashmash attacks me, I elbow him in the face and bring him to his knees with a kick to his leg. I grab his hair and knee him in the face. Someone grabs me from behind and I reach behind me, grabbing Nito by the waist with both my arms and slam him into the ground, hard. I quickly get up and bitch slap Lemondrops in the face and in the same motion I use the back of my hand to punch Tblanco.



      No one has landed a single hit on me yet. Lemondrops is the only one standing, and we're circling each other. I realise the dream is starting to fade. I manage to hold it. I do a spin kick towards him, but my kick never hits home. Infact everything goes black.


      11.30: Wake up

      Amount of sleep: 8 hours

      Supplements: 200 mg B6


      Tasks completed
      NORMAL BASIC ACTIVE BASIC PASSIVE ADVANCED PERSONAL

      Find other classfriends


      That's it! Man that was so satisfying. Too bad I didn't get more competition than I did, but then again I didn't expect to. It was alot harder to fight with your fists than I thought, it felt a bit like it does in most normal dreams. Next up, is summoning my students again and kicking their butts using superpowers!

      Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

      Updated 08-14-2011 at 02:52 PM by 36346

      Tags: fight, summoning
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable , dream fragment
    12. Very clear and loud music

      by , 07-23-2011 at 12:34 PM
      Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Fragments False awakening Early awakening

      I'm somewhere, home, or what ever. I'm with my mother and brother. In front of us I have a computer screen. We all have a computer screen in front of us. We are listening to music so loud that my ears hurt. I hear the music very clearly (I dont remember what songs, but it was famous ones, I think it was In flames...).
      My mother turns the volume down so our neighbors dont get disturbed. The volume is now down but still pretty loud. She says that the neighbors cant complain now.


      I have never heard music this clear in a dream before.

      Updated 07-23-2011 at 12:42 PM by 48448

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    13. The bullies on the balcony and the orc cop

      by , 07-23-2011 at 12:18 PM
      Non-dream Dream Lucid Nightmare Fragments False awakening Early awakening

      I'm with some friends, exiting a building in my old neighbourhood (where I still hang out a lot). There is some guys above us in a balcony, they start to shoot water at us from a water gun. We are running back, hiding under the balcony, where the door we came from also is. I look around. To the left I see a cop car and a guy dressed in black. A cop shows up from the corner of the house. The cop starts to talk to the man in black and the man walks away.
      I get eye contact with the cop. He sees that I want to talk to him. He walks towards me.
      I tell him that we are stuck here 'caus there is people shooting water from a balcony above us.
      He asks which floor they are on.
      I take a few steps out from our hiding place to check it out. There they are, on the third floor, three people. I turn to the cop to tell him that.
      I look up on the balcony again. It seems like they are having a party. One of the guys calls me a pussy.
      Now in some way, the cop is behind them. The bacony has changed in apperence and now have window.
      The cop is now raging. Screaming and holding a very big red axe in hes hand, swining it in the air. I get a little scared, he's acting a lot like the orcs in LOTR (I have not seen those movies in years...). I think for my self, "WTF?"... then
      "oh, Im dreaming..." I get excited and wake up early before I could anchor it. First lucid in a while...

      Updated 07-23-2011 at 12:39 PM by 48448

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid
    14. Huly 23, 2011

      by , 07-23-2011 at 10:10 AM (Zelkova's Dream Jounral: Part Two)
      Notes:
      *First dream I went to bed around 6:00 PM out of boredom and woke up around midnight.
      *2nd dream I fell back to sleep and woke up around 4:00 AM.
      *Stating to get annoyed by my own notes.

      Dream 1:

      Dream of Angle and some girl. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angel_%28TV_series%29 They seem to be in middle of a huge graveyard waiting for something.

      The conversation went something like this:

      Angle: I kinda want to eat your friend like a twix.
      <- It a candy bar if you didn't know.
      Girl: She gave a "OMG I can't believe you said that" face then stated: What about me? I may want some.

      Anyway it went something like that then I woke up.

      Dream 2:

      King of the Hill. Him and his friends found a HUGE bag of food out in the parking lot. They took it and went inside to eat it. While eating it they decided not to speak to each other and just eat. Nancy came where they were and try to talk to them...Of course they just kept on eating which she decided to leave without saying anything. Hank and Dale starting to get scare (Dale being Dale was freaking out pretty much making Hank even more scare) so they decided to *buy* stuff to even out the stuff that they stoal and not only that but talk to each other to the point where it was annoying the other people in the place.

      Hank said something like: "I going to order a Hawaiian style burger"...They NEVER sold a Hawaiian burger at McDonald right? I thought that was pretty weird.

      Anyway I woke up and that was it. What funny is that I hate Angle and King of the Hill for the most part.
      Categories
      non-lucid
    15. 8th Shared Dreaming Attempt-MrIrony's dream

      by , 07-23-2011 at 09:46 AM (International Oneironaut Shared Dreaming Journal)
      MrIrony's dream

      I got the PM while I was sleeping, so I didn't know we were trying last night. Oh well.

      It's Legend of Zelda again. Twilight princess to be exact.

      I'm fighting monsters in the 48th floor of the cave of ordeals. There are some ghost rats, four things made of ice that hold spears and four ice-breathing ice sculptures.
      I kill the rats and ice men as a wolf and transform back to human. I try to kill the ice sculpture things with the ball and chain, but they start to move. I get frozen, break free and go near a wall. Then I manage to break the sculptures. They break into small blocks of ice. (Which are enemies too.) I start to smash them with an iron mace. Out of nowhere three of my classmates come there too. (I remember that at this part I had a scythe and one of them didn't like it and told me to get rid of it all the time.) I think that we're playing some multiplayer version of this game. I smash all the enemies and start to gather some stuff they left behind. My classmates are in a elevator that takes us into the next level and tell me to hurry up. I gather some blue and red potions from the floor. I ask if they want any, but they say they're fine with the ones they have. I tell them that this next floor is the last one with enemies. They tell me not to spoil it. I go to the elevator and draw my scythe. The one who hated it grabs it and throws it into the chamber we just left. I draw my sword instead. I tell them that the next floor contains four darknuts. One for each of us. Should be easy enough.

      Then I tell them how to defeat them easily. (A.K.A do a jump strike and then roll behind them and attack.) Then the elevator stops. We step out and see some arena there. We're standing on a platform surrounding the arena. There's some king and his guards there. He looks at us and mutters something like "Could it be him?" to his servant. Then the darknuts are released to the arena. We run there, me being last one, and attack. But then I see these darknuts don't wear armor, except for their helmets. They just wear some old rags around them. I try to execute my plan of jumping and rolling, but it seems that we are not playing a game, but instead "really" are there. So I fail. The darknut I'm fighting swings its sword at me. I can't remember if it hit me or not. Then I stab my sword through it's chest. I pull it out, but the darknut just keeps going. I stab a little more. Still going. I can't remember how this battle exactly went, but at one point I hang from the back of a darknut while it's running around the arena and stab it's back, managing to kill it. And at another point one of them tries to stab me, but I grab its sword by the blade (It's completely rusted, so it's easy.) and stab it with it. And at one point one of them tries to cut my throat, but I manage to hold the sword back and then ask for a little help from my classmate next to me. He does nothing. But I guess I manage to get out of that situation. I know I didn't die. And that's pretty much all I remember.
      Categories
      non-lucid