non-lucid

The surrounding are greyish in tone, although not depressing. It is lighter, like the title highlights of the DreamViews post box (unless you changed your theme, or something). There are buildings to the left and right, although they are not very clear.

I was on the street, and Solimar is there, wearing white clothes, facing me. We were talking about the rent I will pay for the boarding house soon. People are passing by.

The place became a blur of white, as people pass on by.

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Dreamsigns:

Strange place
Hazy

I am riding in the car with my mom, brother, sister, and aunt. We're going to the park to pick apples. Suddenly, I have a vision which lasts maybe 2 seconds before fading away. It is of some sort of goddess-type being. She is not really a goddess, maybe a minor deity. She is young, has long blue hair, and was wearing a blue and white dress. She is floating in front of the car and sort of going at the same pace as us. She is very large (not overweight), kind of like is you scaled up a regular person to two-and-a-half or three times the height, keeping the rest proportional. She is also two dimensional, and kind of tilted backwards, so that the top of her recedes a little because it's farther away. She is holding up one arm, in a pose that is vaguely similar to the statue of liberty holding her torch, except my spirit is more expressive and joyful in her pose. Her facial expression is kind of complex. Her mouth is open a little, indicating that she is full of joyful wonder, but also that she is shocked and upset, and she exudes something like fear or caution. Anyway, she's holding up her hand as if she is holding a torch or something, only nothing is in her hand. I know that she is supposed to be holding an apple, so I realize that she is warning me that the park we're going to won't have apples. I express concern aloud (not referring to my vision, just saying that I'm worried that there won't be any apples) and suggest that we go to a different park, but my aunt overrules me.

Then, my brother says a phrase of three nonsense words. We're trying to figure out what he is talking about, and my aunt says, "it's like a test of star wars knowledge (the flavor of it was that it was a question that had started out as a riddle one star wars fan had posed to another, but sort of became a stock phrase star wars fans would pull out to indicate their hardcoreness, and to see if anyone else knew what they were talking about, so it sort of became a greeting between star wars fans.) The question is, 'do you know what kind of apple they ate on (such-and-such a planet, don't remember the name)?'" Then she turned to me and said, "You know, right?" I was horrified that someone would suspect me of having such knowledge. I said nothing and sort of retreated into myself, thinking about the goddess.

1 Natra Sleep
200 mcg huperzine before bed

I was in a room with a guy, thinking “Spanish”, maybe he was Spanish, I dunno. He had short dark hair, and light brown skin like he might have been. We talked, and then we kissed, I remember worrying about whether he thought I was a good kisser, and knowing I hadn’t brushed my teeth that day. We stood up, held hands and faced a wall that had a lot of maps hanging on it. We were staring at the maps and I think we were wondering which one to choose. They were hanging sideways and had white frames, they looked like world maps and I was thinking they were framed to fit on bikes (but they were large, about 3’ long). He kissed me again and I was surprised…I think he asked me to massage his back and I did a bit.

Then I went into the kitchen and started loading dishes in the dishwasher. After a short time, he followed me in and asked me to do some more work on his back. I felt resistant, didn’t really want to, mostly because I didn’t know how to help him (and I think I was afraid he'd be dependent on me to keep helping him). Then I suddenly had an idea of standing in front of him, reaching behind his back, placing my knuckles on his lower back and dragging them forward, around to the front. This seemed to work really well, he was delighted and making all kinds of jerky movements with his shoulders.

1. I'm called by the police after a concert to report on some crime; the process takes forever and I miss getting to my job.

2. Setting of dream is the same as the webcomic "Erfworld." A "good" character has called a massive flood to save her sister, but in doing so wipes out countless other lives. There's a view of a prisoner in an open-air dungeon with a terrified look on his face as the water sweeps in to overwhelm him.

3. I'm playing some sort of turn based strategy version of Super Smash Brothers; the opposing team is Mario and Luigi, and Luigi is kicking away my ranged attacks with his taunt move.

6-6-11

D1:

[I don’t remember. Sorry!]


D2:
An extensive dream, of which I remember almost nothing.

My, my brother, and my parents were all at some old guy’s house. The house itself I don’t remember very well, though I get the feeling it was a ranch-style house.
The old guy was… well… an old guy. With an old wife. And an old dog. (I think)
Anyways, the only scene I remember really wasn’t a scene, since all I did in it was explore this one room in, or rather, adjacent to the house.
The room was more of a shed, like a Morton Building, and the walls were corrugated sheet metal. The floor and foundation was concrete, and the north and south edges of the floor were raised about four feet for four feet of depth. Kind of like a counter going along the side walls. The south Edge was also raised, but only about a foot or two. (This was the wall that had the door to the house.)
The room (it was a workshop) measured roughly 30’ by 40’ and had various tools, implements, and, more than everything else, paint cans cluttering the concrete ledges on the north and south. The east wall had a large garage door like you’d see in a fire station set in it, and, though I couldn’t see through the higher-up windows, I somehow knew that there was a desert outside it. This probably comes from visits I had at my grandpa’s house in the Mojave Desert in southern California. Odd that I’d have it in a dream, since he died six-or-so years ago.
The ceiling on the south two-thirds of this room, the shop, was a ten-foot ceiling and black. It was such a tone of black that, since I wasn’t paying much attention to it, I don’t remember any details about it. On the northern one-third, the ceiling was the shallow-gabled roof of a Morton Building.
In the dream, my perspective was by to the east wall, next to the raise in the concrete. At that point in the clutter, there was a space made in all the paint cans and a blanket, sleeping bag, and pillow were set out. They were an alternative bed to the main focus of the room: the hanging box.
The hanging box, as I dubbed it when I woke up, was just that: a hanging box. It was about the size of a large house refrigerator box, but made of wood and covered in either carpet or Astroturf. It was suspended from the ceiling by a 1/4"-link chain (though, since it was in the south side of the shop, I couldn’t see how it was affixed to the ceiling), and it had a wooden stepladder leading up to the west rim of it. I’d say the bottom of the box was five feet off the floor.
The really weird thin g about the box is that it was where the old guy slept. Therefore, in my dream-world of that night, the old man would have to nightly ascend the stepladder and get in his ‘box’ to go to bed. And the makeshift bed on the east wall apparently wasn’t an alternative, because I was supposed to sleep there.



Well, there you go. One more overly-detailed dream retelling. Just like Victor Hugh and highschool: Too many details, not enough plot.

Can't recall all that much since I woke up this morning, but I remember driving around the west side of town and I was driving along country club road. I can't remember why I was driving over there but I know I was killing time while I was waiting so I started to drive towards 14th when I saw two huge flashes of lightning. I looked to my right and there was some kind of force field of bluish purple. It was the edge of the storm, is what I remember thinking. This part was vivid, but that's all I can recall.

The night before last I was with someone who had a pet tiger and panther. They were being held by a normal fence, they didn't seem aggressive but I told the person who owned them that I doubted that fence could keep them. Sure enough, right when I said it the animals jumped over the fence, I was scared for a second, but I remembered to not run, the panther came up to me and bit me on the hand playfully. I led both of them by the collar and into the house, they acted like dogs. Once they were inside, I felt safe.

The dream begins in a house that looks like Sidney Prescott's house in the movie, "Scream". I get a phone call, (and it's from my dad not ghostface) I answer, "Hello?" In a drunk slurr my dad replies, "Hey, Daniel, look at the ferrari down the street, and my Cadillac!" I look out the window and saw the two cars about to collide. They barely missed each other. I walked into the kitchen craving some nachos. Sadly, there wasn't any nacho cheese so I cut up some cheese fromt he blocks and put it on some Mission chips. After opening the microwave, the chips shrank and the cheese turned into liquid?? I guess I put them in for too long o.o I open the closet door and find Freddy Krueger's human son in the middle of a ring of fire. He yells, "Hi" and attacks me. I immediately close the closet door and LOCK it. I walked to my car (which I had even though I can't drive yet ;- and found my cousin Destiny in the front seat, and my cousin Daneya in the back. I saw Daneya was crying. "Why are you crying?" I asked. "Because Destiny is being mean!" she said. "Nah-uh! She's just a dumb girl!" yelled Destiny. "What?! She's your cousin Destiny, you're supposed to be nice to her!" "Yea but-" I cut her off and argued, "No, she's your cousin and you're supposed to be nice to her, that's it!" Then, I drove them to my aunt's house which looked a lot like the party house from "Scream". We all got off the car. When I did, I saw Drew Barrymore (doesn't she die in Scream? Well she dies in my dream too) walk in, and a butt load of dream characters that were my friends. That's when the first attack happened...

Freddy Krueger burst out of a door and sliced half of the house! I saw a girl get cut in her arms, and then face. I saw a guy get stabbed behind his head. I snuck out the door and others followed quietly. We walked, then ran to an abandoned house out in the middle of the woods (It's weird because I wouldn't have went to an abandoned house with a KILLER on the loose like the dumb broads in a scary movie would >:T). We wandered around the house for a bit. And sure enought LEATHERFACE popped out and killed two more dream characters. I grabbed a towel that was on the floor, wrapped it around my hand, and broke the window. I jumped out the window and ran deeper into the forest. I kept running, and found an open area and a town ahead. I kept running, and running, but Leatherface was ahead of me. He didn't kill me, instead he picked me up, and threw me hard on the floor. He opened some sort of trap door in the ground and threw me in there. A dream character caught me and when I looked at him, it was one of the dream characters from the abandoned house. Leatherface closed the trap door and left. Miraculously, I could walk again. I walked around the hole thingy and found a small opening that led to a door. I squeezed through it and opened the door where I found Freddy Kreuger's son. He didn't say a word and teleported us to another place which saved us all. We were in some sort of sky city and I found Billy from "The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy" throwing books into a portal. He said, "This is how I get Freddy's son to be nice." Everyone threw books in the portal and the dream ended..

Even though this was a scary movie sort of dream, it wasn't a nightmare. I acutally enjoyed surviving in a scary movie :3

Dream #1 of the Night:
I am up in bed reading at around 1:00AM. Suddenly I hear the front door in my house open and slam shut. I am terrified and begin to scan my room for a weapon but I can't find one and settle on using a sharp pencil on my bedside table. I open my bedroom door and see a young boy sitting Indian style in the hallway. I am taken aback and attempt to stab the palm of his hand. This doesn't hurt him. I notice he is fiddling with a pencil himself. I realize that he is glowing slightly blue and I now understand that he is a ghost and become frightened again. I quickly start asking hi)m questions without giving him time to answer until I come to my last question, "are you a good guy or a bad guy?" He looks at me, reluctant to answer. I am uneasy knowing that he looks so reluctant, so I shout to my parents to help me yell and him to get out of the house and never return. I look back and he is gone.
(I woke up after this, I consider this dream a nightmare as I am frightened of ghosts, especially ghosts of children.)

Dream #2 of the Night:
I go to my ex's house, "N," to collect some of my things. I have so many things there that it is taking me a long time to get them all together. Without notice, people start to show up and Nate whispers to me to hurry up before I embarrass him. People keep showing up and we start to have a party with a lot of smoking. I try to play a game of cards with N and a few others but the game never starts. Later, I go outside and see little boys all around my car. The were out to get me and had placed a bunch of empty juice containers on my car to somehow "get to me." I shoo them away. Even later, the party is over and I am still at N's, kneeling over a dying man. He doesn't want my help so I do the best I can to help anyway and call "Dr. Quantum" to come to the house and tend to the man. When the Dr. shows up and the dying man realizes it is Dr. Quantum, he is suddenly better and stands up. He proceeds to rant to Dr. Quantum about how the doctor owes him money.

Non-Dream Dream Lucid-Dream

Date: June 27th, 2011
Time: 1:25pm

I was attempting "King Yoshi's Wild Method" at the time of this dream. This is the first dream that I have had even a little bit I remembered in a long time.

I was seeing everything unfold like it was a television show. I wasn't playing through this dream as myself or anyone else. A little kid was sitting in the kitchen fixing to have breakfast. When his mom walks in with a t-shirt on that read "I offer you up blood red brains". I see the boys face full of shock. I then see the little boy making preparations around his house for a zombie apocalypse. There is a see through gas line beside a heat ventilation pipe near the house, i think to myself, "that cannot be very safe". Next I see the boy put together a football cannon using pvc pipe and an air compressor, in the front of the house. He also fired it and I hear a guy yell out somewhere i cant see, kinda like it was off screen.

I wake up before a zombie apocalypse happens.

Dream Notes

the first dream i remember very few things.
Memory spore cloud, fringe,

At some point in this next dream I wake up for a second and go back to sleep. I close my eyes and concentrate the world back into existence. Then I held my thought and the world grew sharper and more solid. Then I imagined waving my hand in front of my face. Then I fell out of lucidity back into the dream.

I am a member of a gang of three. We are at my father's house which is being terrorized by a large brown bear. The bear has locked itself in my old bedroom. We have no weapons and I am carrying a table lamp like a crude club.

I hear a loud snap and a familiar meow from over in the dining room. I find my cat oscar trapped in a very large mouse trap with a slice of american cheese. I set Oscar free of the trap and make sure he's not too badly hurt. I hold him up in front of me under the cat armpits and tell him not to play with mouse traps. He meows at me. I set him down and he scampers away.

I am startled by the sound of a gunshot. One of my team now has a double barreled shot gun. I ask him where he got it and he just looks at me funny.

My father comes in the room to tell me that the UPS man has come and is outside. I go outside and see two men in brown suits rooting through a UPS truck. I tell them that I am fighting a bear in the house and ask them if they have a weapon or a gun they can spare me. The guy says sure and gives me what I think at first is a hand gun but when I look at it again I see that it's some kind of cattle prod shock stick. It's a shiny metal black stick about 2 and a half feet long with an orange rubber grip near the middle and a dull rubber handle with a white button. I push the button and hear the crackle of a stun gun. I say thank you and head back inside the house.

My dad and the rest of the team are sitting around the kitchen table drinking cups of coffee. I ask them what the hell is going on and what happened to the bear. They respond that the bear is still in my room. I show them the stun gun, say grab the shot gun and we all move over to where the bear is. I kick the door to my room open and hit the bear with the shocker. The bear roars and I scream and I am being shocked too. I look at my hands and see that I'm not holding the orange safety grip but rather the front of the gun. I can't stop shooting the thing because if I do the bear will get me.

I move my left hand firmly onto the orange safety grip and lead the bear out into the living room. I yell "Shoot the fucking thing!" The guys and my father are sitting around the coffee table, drinking coffee and eating small cookies. I freak out. "what the fuck is going on?! Kill the goddamn bear!"

They look really surprised. One guy reaches for his shotgun and when he fires it, the safety is on. He turns the safety off and fires again. The gun is unloaded. The bear hits me in the face and runs down the hallway through my dad's bathroom into his bedroom.

We go into the bathroom and there is an FBI agent sitting fully clothed in a Full Tub of warm water. He tells me to calm down, that everything is under control. The bear is Roaring in the next room. I am pissed off. I ask him why hasn't law enforcement done anything about this bear.

He tells me to watch my mouth before he starts checking into my record.

I say, oh great, you are going to check my record instead of helping me get this fucking bear.

Then I wake up.

24.06.2011

I was Bowser. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This time, I remember that Cha was in the dream and that he was a real creep. His car is supposed to be one of a kind IRL (sticker) but in the dream, there were three of them. I also remember eating a lot of ramen and driving around with Cha for a while. The other thing I remember was being bowser in this dream. Probably because my tattoo is coming up today.

So this was just a short fragment. I was driving around the parking lot of a fast food restaurant, I was really sketched out because I am not old enough to drive. I was in my dad's van and I backed up and these guys almost hit me, then there was the same car and I went forward and they did too and we "Traded paint". Now the side of our car was beat up and my dad had just gotten in the car, I was trying to explain and i kept saying I was sorry.

Thank god this was a dream HAH

Alright so this dream (where I remember it) started in this tower that was sort of like a hospital. It looked like it was in construction and had open walls but then it changed in further in the dream. This tower also had a DH trail on it and I wanted to ride it but the lady that brought us here said we couldn't until we walked down to the bottom of the tower (wtf?). So anyways, this tower had zombie in it and other creepy shit, thus why I categorized it as a nightmare. So in this dream this tower was like a video game but it was also real life at the same time so it was weird. So we started our jounrey down, I was following a guy with a white T-shirt and black short hair. When we started going I turned on the mute button my TV remote (Sorry this is hard to explain) so anyways we started going. What we did was we went up to these hallways that branched off and had rooms on either side. There was one room that actually had a zombie in it and the others were fake. I was still terrifed, I am deathly afraid of zombies. So we got into the first room and it was a bedroom with posters all around and a bed in the middle of it and the zombie was at the foot of the bed, the guy shot and killed him. So for a while this dream became a blur and was pretty much just me being terrified out of my mind. So then we came up to another hallway and I decided to open the first door on the left and when I opened it there was just more doors but I was so freaked out and I shot inside it. Then we came down to the bottom and that's all I can remember

Alright so this dream (where I remember it) started in this tower that was sort of like a hospital. It looked like it was in construction and had open walls but then it changed in further in the dream. This tower also had a DH trail on it and I wanted to ride it but the lady that brought us here said we couldn't until we walked down to the bottom of the tower (wtf?). So anyways, this tower had zombie in it and other creepy shit, thus why I categorized it as a nightmare. So in this dream this tower was like a video game but it was also real life at the same time so it was weird. So we started our jounrey down, I was following a guy with a white T-shirt and black short hair. When we started going I turned on the mute button my TV remote (Sorry this is hard to explain) so anyways we started going. What we did was we went up to these hallways that branched off and had rooms on either side. There was one room that actually had a zombie in it and the others were fake. I was still terrifed, I am deathly afraid of zombies. So we got into the first room and it was a bedroom with posters all around and a bed in the middle of it and the zombie was at the foot of the bed, the guy shot and killed him. So for a while this dream became a blur and was pretty much just me being terrified out of my mind. So then we came up to another hallway and I decided to open the first door on the left and when I opened it there was just more doors but I was so freaked out and I shot inside it. Then we came down to the bottom and that's all I can remember

Went to bed 1:OO
Goals: Eat something and teleport
No mems first WBTB
7:51 I rem watching a soccer game. David was playing against a team of four people. On the other team i only rem this guy who went to elementary and middle school with me but he doesnt look younger in the dream. Im on the sideline talking here and there with pablo. I rem that th team with four is scoring quite a few goals and the whole time dav seems pissed off.

I rem one play where the ball rolls to me and i pass it back into the game to dav, he turns and trys to take a shot from the other side of the field but it goes to the guy in the white shirt who kind of falls sliding to stop for the ball. He takes it down line and tries to volley it in over dav but it got blocked somehow. Cant rem anything else specifically.

*Not sure if this is seperate or from earlier in the previous flash. Im sitting somewhere and i think there are alot of people from the old soccer team but i just rem victor, he walks up to me and im sitting and he actually seems pretty cool, like hes not being a dick. When i greet him i call him by a different name but cant rem what. He corrects me saying his name is victor, and then i say something like i know what your name is .... I say something else that makes him laugh but cant rem what it was.

Went to bed again at 9
9:47 Im at davs house and my sister is there too, i feel like earlier in the dream i convinced my sister to go along with me. I dont rem much of inside his house but we go outside, i rem walking through these strips of plastic hanging from the roof by the door, instead of curtains. I kind of dragged a few of them outside with me/ Then the dream shifts and i am hanging out with matthew although in the same backyard, it looks more like matthews though.

We walk out and i notice there are two picnic tables. I say hey what happened to your pool and he kind of looks at me funny. I say didnt you used to have a pool there and i dont know if he answers. We climb onto a small wooden playground that is now in the middle of the yard. After asking about the pool i bring up other memories from back in the day. I think we are talking about his name and i say i rem when your parents and sisters would call you mateo. I dont rem what he says but then i start trying to pronounce it better, i rem giving it a few tries and asking if i said it correctly but i rem he just kind of smirked and said no.