non-lucid

DJ Log: May 30, 2011 – 8:30AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am driving into a shopping center parking lot to meet up with several friends. It is a large strip mall with a grocery store on the right side and several smaller stores on the left. A few friends are already parked in front of the grocery store and are standing around talking behind their cars. I drive through the parking lot and select a front row parking space a couple of rows away from the grocery store.

As I am preparing to back into a parking spot, this old guy in a Buick jumps into my parking spot. I stop and yell at the guy for stealing my spot. He just looks at me with a puzzled look and continues to back into my spot. I put my truck back into “drive” and floor the accelerator to do a power slide, turning around to face the guy. I use psychokinesis to push the car out of the way, then I pull into the parking spot. After parking, I decide that I don't like this spot anymore, so I back out and drive over by the grocery store where my friends are at.

I park in the end row near where my friends are parked at. We bullshit for a little while then start walking toward the store. As we near the store, I see a guy wearing a giant fro-wig. He looks a lot like this guy Moritz who does an awesome synth jam-out session on YouTube (LINK). As I'm watching, he takes the wig off and reveals medium-length blonde-streaked hair underneath. I think to myself, “Yay! The mystery of what's under the wig is now solved.”

We all walk into the store and I retrieve a shopping cart. I walk through the second set of automatic doors and wake up.

While making this DJ entry, I realized that I completed the basic task of the month a second time in the same month. Now, if only I could get the advanced task.

Hanging out at my house and a python slithers in when I open the door for a second. The animals all get excited. I ask my wife if we can keep this python and she tells me that we probably won't be able to keep it for long because our dogs will kill it. April's mom and her little rat terrier missy is also hanging out. Missy is barking because she is afraid that the snake will eat her.

April takes me to see a divorce lawyer where we discuss who would get our boat if we ever got divorced. It makes me very mad that we visit a divorce lawyer. She tries to convince me that in no way does it mean that we are going to get divorced but I am less sure. I go out to the dock to look at our boat (in real life we don't have a boat). While I am there I make plans to bomb it.

I and a bunch of other people (20-25) are sitting around a large square table. We go around the table and each person has to share some sort of artwork. Most people display their photography, paintings, or film. It is all visible on a screen to my left.

I'm talking to an old high school teacher who warns me if I go outside I will get in big trouble. There seems to be a riot outside so I check it out and end up on a roof where someone throws a pair of my own boxers at me. My teachers sees me and tells me to come with him. This agitates me because there were many other people rioting and I got singled out. I told him I was only outside to get my boxers and that was all but he wasn't buying it. I walk with him through what seems to be a college campus (College unknown) to face my punishment which is also unknown. The inside of the building (or at least the floor I was on) is a small grocery/convenience store. My teacher leaves me on this floor to do something at this point. I then realize that the iPod in my pocket was not my own but an old beat up iPod touch. I instantly know who switched my own iPod with a crappy old one and confront the person in the store. I go on to tell him that my iPod had my name on the back and I force him to take the iPod he has out and sure enough it is mine. This angers the guy and he starts chasing me but a police officer or guard of some sort stops him. Many people are watching this whole event within the store. My teacher from earlier then busts in from the stairwell soaking wet with a group of people and a fire hose. He starts blasting the wall with water for some reason and I realize that I can just leave the store and hope he forgets that I was ever in trouble. I then woke up.

I had set my alarm for 5:30 AM (6.5 hours of sleep) and drank a bottle of apple juice before falling back asleep into this dream.

Short fragments here.
My two grandmas were both over, and giving me gifts. I remember something about a pan, which I put in the hallway ontop of a pile of seed. My other grandma got jealous of the attention. I then got given trivia, which was in candy wrappers, in the back room of my house, where we had set up a glass table and some seats (realistic). The candy confused me thoroughly, and I had to think about what was inside, until I decided that the trivia was small pieces of paper rolled up very tightly and wrapped up. I should have RC'd and would have had a lucid. Need more awareness.

I had to go to some kind of funeral with my family, and had to wear a suit. I remember not feeling as sad as I should have, and I felt like I would be judged about it. Dad specifically got me a new black 'waxed' tie, (waterproof?) but apparently it was a 'die of death', and that was the impression people got (fits funeral theme?).

I remember seeing my ex girlfriend Chelsea, who I haven't dreamed about in a couple of weeks. We were friends, apparently, and I made a reference to how long it had been since we'd talked and bumped her. She seemed quite happy. When this happened, I was walking through a parking lot, I think to leave the funeral. It reminded me a lot of a shopping centre carpark, but surrounded by green forest on all sides. I kept talking to my dad and family as we walked. I remember seeing my other ex, Jemima in the back of a 4wd, but the boot door had been replaced with a window. She was in a small pink room, surrounded by candles, with one of the old style lightbulbs, and posters on the wall. I don't remember the expression on her face, but she radiated some sort of feeling, because I clearly remember this moment.

As we left, I walked down a small path, and ended up on a grassy path through the jungle, a lot like my friend's back yard but with more 'jungle'. I ran into Jeremy & Cameron, and we talked. Jeremy had just got a new suit, it was really nice. Cameron was wearing his shiny suit. I don't remember what I said to them. Cameron was on Jeremy's left, and I approached from Cameron's side (or the other way around, I'm not sure.)

This dream was enormous, I'm so annoyed I only remember parts of it! I wish these dreams would piece together, I'm sure my subconcious is working on SOMETHING.
The dream was based around trying to find people who were extremely skilled at dreaming. I remember being at a pool table with an older man, Rob, from my hockey team. I recognise the room now, but I'm not sure from where. He had what appeared to be some sort of coral or a clam, which was the shape of an ocarina. It bit down on the pool cue, and he pushed on it and broke it, and this surprised me, it somehow showed he had great skill

I clearly remember being in a restaurant, with one of my closer friends. We were definitely seeking training from something powerful, but I don't remember any details. I didn't see Jeremy or Brooke either, who I was planning on having a shared dream with.

The dream ended at night, when one of the people I go to school with, Dylan was going to through out a tennis ball he had found, which was covered in some sort of chemical which made it glow. He ended up throwing it into a pond, and the glow spread.

Throughout the dream I believe I was trying to wake up, but I just didn't quite get far enough. If I had RC'd at any point I would have had a clear and vivid lucid.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

An old version of Judy Garland and an older man were in a hotel room. The hotel room was lit a little dimly, and the light had a slightly orange tinge to it. Garland sat in a nice, big chair, and the old man sat in a similar chair about a meter and a half away.

The old man was apparently interviewing Garland. I kept seeing Garland's face in close up, as if my view were the camera's view. Garland had her hair done in pigtails, kind of like she had it as Dorothy in Wizard of Oz, but a little scraggly and awry. Garland's face was skinny and kind of wrinkled. But overall she carried herself with a lot of dignity.

Garland started saying that she needed or that she wanted to do a couple of things. The old man interrupted the interview either to get something for Garland or to let her do whatever she needed to do.

It struck me that the old man acted kind of effeminate, but also kind of classy. He was obviously Garland's friend, but her kind of acted like her servant as well. He might have taken the task of being Garland's friend a little too seriously.

Dream #2

Some kind of documentary. There were a lot of shots at night of groups of decent-looking, transvestites. They were all kind of skinny and dressed in evening wear. Some even wore tiaras. They were all kind of acting rowdy, like rebels or like punks.

The documentary explained that these transvestites had joined together into a rock band as part of some plan to invade the rock world. They got into some big rock event, possibly a punk rock event, that had been full of kind of conventional acts, and they caused some sort of a scene.

But apparently, over time, the transvestite rock band got really famous. There were scenes, all night scenes, again, of girls chasing the rock band's cars around.

There was one particular guy in the group that was very popular. But he was also really depressive. There was one scene of him, probably in a dressing room, when he was all done up like a woman. He looked nice enough, but he was just so terribly depressed that it was messing up his act.

In another scene, the guy was out in a car at night, in the backseat with another person, being driven along some huge driveway in front of a large building like a mansion or a museum or a state building. The guy was only halfway done up like a girl. His hair was only halfway set in some kind of 80s style, so it looked like he'd just woken up. His face had make-up on, but his face still looked, not just masculine, but completely exhausted.

As he was being driven away, there was a pack of girls chasing the car, trying to get into the car. The guy just kept screaming, "Leave me alone! Can't you leave me alone?"

At some point there was a really aggressive girl who kept pounding on the window. It seemed less like she was infatuated with the guy and more like she actually wanted to hurt him, or at least intimidate him, let him know she hated him.

Dream #3

I was in some busy part of town, with a lot of people on the sidewalk. A lot of the stores seemed to be open to the street, like booths, but they were the size of regular small shops.

I walked past one shop which was a tattoo parlor. There were two guys or two girls who looked kind of like guys working there. They wore black jeans and black t-shirts, and their arms were covered in tattoos.

I thought out what I would tell my friend H, who loves tattoos. I would tell her, "See? There's a tattoo shop with pretty interesting people right here. And you never even looked for it. You were too afraid. But look! It's even right next to the Japanese restaurant you like to go to!"

I passed the Japanese restaurant that H and I have gone to a couple times.

Hi! This is my first entry here at dreamviews. My alarm went off at 6.30, I turned it off and fell back asleep. I had this dream where I was going to the theatre with my friend and I was running late. We were going to meet at 19.30.
Then suddenly I was at school. My math teacher was talking about something. I kept looking at the clock and thinking that I was late. My friend was there too. For some reason my teacher called in Owen Hunt from Grey's Anatomy to speak about something. I called my mum to pick me up at 19.45. Because the sun was shining the dream looked a bit fuzzy. At 7.23 I woke up.

non-dream / dream / lucid

Eu estava prestes a acordar pra ir pra escola, mas o fato de eu ter dormido tarde e de estar frio me prenderam à cama. Acabei dormindo denovo sem querer e tive um acordar falso. Acordei depressa pois eu parecia estar atrasado. Minha mãe tinha colocado umas cartas de baralho na cama do meu irmão. As cartas estavam divididas em 4 montes, haviam mais do que o número de cartas de um baralho dividido entre esses montes. Lembro apenas que um dos montes correspondia aos reis do baralho, e estavam com figuras de troll face neles.
Coloquei as cartas em cima da estante e comecei a me arrumar. Ao invés de colocar a camiseta do colégio, coloquei a camiseta do terceirão e um moletom azul. Meu irmão chegou e colocou um outro moletom azul e reclamou estar muito pequeno. Eu disse que aquele moletom era meu, peguei dele e então o vesti. O moletom era do colégio Energia. Vi que havia outro moletom em cima da minha cama, marrom, da Hard Rock. Falei pro meu irmão que devia ter colocado esse outro também e então disse "então vou colocá-lo". Então acordei de verdade e percebi que estava quase atrasado, me arrumei rápido e cá estou eu.

I was with a magical talking cheetah. We were in a villiage that was very hateful and cruell to magic and magical creatures. When we first got into town a man ran past me. He was holding the side of his head whimpering as he ran. It looked as if a meat cleaver had smacked him upside the head. Another lumber jack looking man was chasing him with a blunt object. My stomach dropped and nerves set in. We knew we couldn't turn around and leave the town because we had to retrieve a piece of the magical tree before it got chopped down. We moved as to not draw attention to ourselves. When we got to the tree someone was aware of how magical the cheetah was and we were chased. I saw a cart like the ones at ikea and grabbed it and hopped on. I laid on top of the cheetah to keep him safe and we were rolling super speed out of town. Police were trying to lay down speed catcher things on the exit but it didn't slow us down. We got to the next town where many people including michael were in some type of loop. They were walking in formation into and out of a house much like the keebler elves house. I tried to talk to michael and I also got stuck in the loop but quickly pulled myself out. I was being chased again by I don't know what. I had to duck and run through a cement cylinder to get away. Next thing I know me and the cheetah are back in the village of magic hating lumber jacks. I try and do the same moves as I did before but the caught my cheetah. I knew I had to go back and save the cheetah but I knew that they were going to be waiting for me to come back and ambush me. I felt so horrible because I knew they would burn the cheetah alive if I didn't save him. I woke up.

Was in an indoor neighborhood and the roof was painted like a sky. Was walking around and saw a large dog next to some garbage cans. I was petting him. His indian owner came out and we chatted. I went into a upscale whore house. There were many girls in all red. I was in a skimpy all blue outfit and I was mistaken for one of the whores. That embarrassed me. One of the whores got angry at me and we started to argue. I pushed her and she fell off stage. Told allen I was ready to leave. We went on long walk through an abandon neighborhood and found a cute little house to spend the night in. It was fully furnished and looked like something out of a magazine. We felt like we were doing something wrong and we tried to go inside the house unnoticed.

Not In The Face!
I am in a strange place, it looks kind of like a scene from Assassin's Creed. I am not alone here, MoSh is here with me. There is also a woman here, though she is off to the side a ways. A man comes into the area, I don't recognize him, but it seems MoSh recognizes him. MoSh is instantly pissed off at him. MoSh gets in the guy's face and starts yelling at him. The man does't act like he really cares if MoSh is mad or not. That's before MoSh starts beating the shit out of the guy. MoSh says he is going to punch the man in the face once for each time he has or will make Sam cry, and he then he begins pounding the man's face to a bloody pulp.

Carnivore Floor
It is as if I am watching this dream from a third person perspective rather than participating in it. It is night time in a nondescript house, and I hear a woman scream. A large reptilian creature is dragging a woman down a hallway from some bedrooms. There is a man chasing after the creature, though he seems to be chasing in slow motion. He is calling after the creature to stop. I finally see that the man is running so slowly because he is sinking into the floor like deep sand. Then he steps into a hole in the floor. The hole is filled with razor sharp teeth. It bites the man's foot off. The man falls over and the floor is waiting for him to land in a much larger hole filled with millions of teeth. The man's scream is cut off my a crunching noise, then he hole closes. I am still looking at the floor when a small hole opens and issues a burp before the scene fades to black like the end of a movie.

Eat Me!
I am in a small house that I don't recognize. I look around, I think I am there to gather evidence of child molestation going on there. I know I'm not supposed to be there, so I am staying hidden as I search for clues. For some kind of incriminating evidence. Maybe the pervert video taped it. I end up at a bedroom. There is a rather fat balding guy sitting on a bed next to a young girl. He has his hand on her thigh. She pulls away. I have caught him in the act! But he sees me! He says I am a sweet little thing. I realize I am a child. The girl tells me to run. The man comes over to me and puts his hand on my shoulder. He says a sweet thing like me can't be out alone. He pulls down his pants and pulls out his penis, he asks if I want to lick his candy. Too bad for him he didn't realize I'm in a sick and twisted mood. The girl says I'd better take a lick or he'd be mad. I'm a freak, though. My teeth are like a shark. I don't lick... I bite. And rip the thing right off, spitting it to the side. He is screaming in pain. I tell him I like his candy... I'll have more... I'll take it all... With my shark teeth I rip him open and watch him bleed out while the girl is crying beside me. I tell her that is the fate of such evil.

False Awakening
A man gets out of bed and stretches. He is a young looking man with dark hair. As he gets up I see there is a woman sharing his bed. She pretends to be sleeping, but she is awake and silently crying. I wonder what happened. The man walks from the room an into a hallway that seems to go on forever. He seems surprised at that, but he walks down the hall a short ways. He looks back and sees the bedroom door is gone. The walls are melting, hands are reaching out and grabbing him. He can't move. The hands grow claws and start rending the flesh from his bones. He is screaming in pain until he wakes up in bed, next to the woman, breathing hard.

Another False Awakening
The man looks at the woman lying beside him. The woman pretends to be asleep, but she is silently crying. The man notices she is crying and tells her to quit whining. She belongs to him, that is final. She says she isn't crying about having to be with him. He asks why the fuck is she crying, then? She says she is crying for him... for the horrible painful death he had experienced. He asks what the fuck she is talking about. She pauses, then says she was mistaken. She is crying for him for the horrible painful death he is about to experience. She transforms into a strange creature with lots of teeth and bites his hand. He seems paralyzed. She says she doesn't like it when her dinner squirms. She begins on his right leg, leisurely eating him while he can barely issue groans of pain. He wakes in bed to his own voice, "NOOOOO!"

Are You Awake Yet?
The same man sits up and looks at the woman beside him. He involuntarily cringes. He gets up and leaves the room quickly. He pauses in the doorway and then continues. He goes into the bathroom and splashes water in his face. He sees a face in the mirror that is not his own. He mutters something in a different language that sounds like a prayer. The face in the mirror speaks English for a bit and says the penalties for the man's crimes is death. The man stumbles back and leaves the room. The bathroom door leads outside into blazing sunlight. There are beautiful harem women all around. The man is told he is in his eternal afterlife. He drools over the women and tries to touch one. She pushes him away. All the women start yelling at him in a foreign language, throwing rocks at him. They are chanting death, death, death! He is surrounded by beautiful harem women throwing rocks of ever increasing size. One woman knocks him down. They all surround him, kicking until he stops moving. The man wakes in bed, but seems too terrified to move.

Frag#1
Had a dream I was a prostitute working an area.
I had two babies that were not mine (no idea where they came from) that I kept with me because they were cute and it got people to ask me questions. I was standing on the other side of a car parked in the street, the babies were in the drivers seat and I would take them out of the car through the drivers window.

There was a cop that was on to me and made it hard to get clients. He would park right in next to the car I had the babies in pinning me between the cars and blocking off anyone that would approach. I talked to him about what he "thought" I was doing, but after a while someone came by anyway. He passed me $20 through the cop car and asked to meet me. I said sure and walked with him around the corner. I stuck the $20 in my bra which was practically exploding with cash.

I thrust myself toward him and started making out with him. The cop came around the corner and I stopped abruptly and told the guy we should find somewhere more private. We started to walk away and the dream changed.

---an unnerving dream irl because I have never had or pursued a relationship as of yet--- (I am female)

Frag#2
Had a dream I was complaining to my mom about my job and telling her how the positing sucks and how I need a new job because it is not fixable. She just smiled and nodded not caring about that at all but tangenting to our relationship, it was very uncomfortable.

Frag#3
I was working maintenance (my current job irl) There was a work request to have two suitcases taken to ocean beach and another to Mariposa. I have no idea where Mariposa is, and I know how to get to ocean beach but I know I do not have time to get there and back. I try to explain to someone that it is not even in my job description to deliver things off site, and that this is not my responsibility.

I decide to try it anyway since no one will listen or understand, plus i am paid by the hour, so who cares if I go on a wild goose chase. i set out, it is not long before the bags start feeling heavy and I get lost trying to find Mariposa. After a while I head back, angry still that my boss is making me do this. I ask John at the security desk if he could give me better directions to Mariposa and ocean beach. He whips out a huge map that is as tall as I am and the width of the lobby and points to ocean beach. Great, I say, now what about Mariposa. He gets a silly grin on his face and says that I have seen it already. No I have not I say but he insists that I can find it. I was sure I could find it but I only had half an hour to get them where they needed to be. I search and somehow discover that mariposa is under the false name "Pansies and Pluto" (I am sure about pluto but I forget what exactly pansies was, something like that though) I head out, and wake up.