non-lucid

Nothing.
Obviously coming back to school isn't helping my dream recall.

The dream started out in a field by these woods. As I walked I talked to some people about how it was getting snowier. Then I looked into the woods and saw Kahlan Amnell teleport into there. I almost shat a brick because I though she was a ghost. (Kahlan Amnell is a character from the show Legend of the Seeker) Anyways I said that it would stop being snowy when we got across this magical boundry. So I went through the boundry that led into the woods. I met up with Kahlan and we got caught by the D'Harans. But we were supposed to get caught because we were on a mission to find out what they did in the camps. Kahlan didn't want me to come but I did anyways. When we were int he camp everything was a blur. I just remember it being miserable. Then I got out but Kahlan was still there. So I left the woods and crossed this street to a house where I thought about how I would get her out. So then I went back and got her out but it wasn't over, we still needed to GTFO. So we tried to teleport but we couldn't because you needed a special potion to teleport with two people. So she said to do this thing called the "black face". It supposedly made you do magic better. So like this menu popped up and I selected it. Then we got on this scooter/jet ski thing and rode off. But we met up with this one guy and I wanted to wheelile the scooter.

Went back to sleep and dreamt of my friend J. I was standing outside of my house and it was snowing and the snow was very pretty, very powdery and glistening. I said that this Christmas would be a good one. While I'm outside my friend J comes up to me and asks if we could hang out, I say yea, come in and smoke a bowl. He says he's not smoking at the moment, so I tell him to come in anyway and hang out. He says he'll be right back and walks off.

He comes back in a car with some strange guys dropping him off. He comes in and there's a few others there. There was this water bed thing on a different level of my house (doesn't really exist, live in a trailer) and the bed was on top and this tank that pumped water was on bottom and I noticed it was leaking. I thought I had fixed it but then all the water started to flow out, so I turned this knob and it stopped so I filled it back up with water.

C, from work, is there also, and he was saying some really funny stuff, cracking everyone up. J comes up to me and I notice he is sweating really bad, parts of his shirt were yellow, my mom asks if that's sweat or if we spilled water on him, he said he sweats a lot... So I offer to get him a shirt, and he's all for it. I tell him to come with me and he follows me into the bedroom.

I was happy to be alone with him, I don't know why. I start looking through T's shirts while talking to him, telling him I wasn't sure if T would mind or not. I give him one of my shirts that has some halloween pumpkin on it. He takes it gladly.

That's really all I can remember after going to work and coming back.

I had several dreams last night, most of them I can not recall the specifics of, but no matter what the dream was about, my mother appeared in them and warned me not to drink the coffee, especially if it was made using the white coffee beans. She said the white coffee beans were full of fat. She came into at least 5 of my dreams last night that I can recall to give me this warning. In the last dream, she even showed me what the white coffee beans looked like and said that the white was pure fat.\n(I have never heard of white coffee beans. But, the weird thing about this warning dream is that neither I or my mother ever drink coffee)

April 25, 2011

Non-lucid, fragment

I am at a school playground-type area, with a bunch of my friends. We have to collect something, but I am not clear on what it is. I leap from one playground structure to another, slide down onto the dirt, and leap on top of the school building. At this point I have collected 23 of whatever it is we have to collect, and the next closest of my friends has collected 7. Confident of my win, I go inside the school. I enter a large empty room with grey carpet. There is a kid dressed up in foam battle gear and helmet with a foam mace and chain that is nearly the size of himself. Suddenly I have a giant foam shield, and we begin fighting. The battle ends 7-1, with myself on the winning end.
This dream is focused on numbers for some reason, and all I can recall is these bits and pieces, without any sort of transition between them. One of the strangest dreams I have had in a while.

I was bad again and didn't write these down.

I was in a one-on-one fight using staffs against someone else, next to a railing separating us from the river. I was clearly winning and didn't even want to finish the fight, I didn't want to make him look bad. My opponent said if I knocked one of the empty plastic bottles into the river it would end the match. I did so, then realized I was littering! I tried to fish it out of the water but it was too far away. Then I got in trouble with the coordinator and I tried to explain to him what happened and why I did what I did and how I regretted it, but he didn't care. Anxiety.

Next dream I was in my room and people were playing soccer in my front yard, people were watching them through my windows, somehow a ball got in my room even though my windows had screens on them and someone tried to through it back but it kept bouncing of the screen so I took it and ran downstairs and threw it back.

At first I had a FA. I was in my bed, but KR and CH were there. We seemed to be having a sleepover or something. My phone was on my nighttable, and it started vibrating. It was CH. I wanted to text something back, but I kept pressing the wrong buttons.

I decided to just go back to sleep. And as I did, I woke up in another dream, but I was lucid.

I think I started in some building. I remember escaping the room by going through the window. When I did so I felt a sort of plugging in my ears like a lot of people describe. As I exited I looked around; the neighborhood was indeed my neighborhood, but to the west it was more like the countryside, with a side and lots of spare land.

I did something I had always wanted to do. It was currently daytime, bright and sunny. I waved my hand in front of my in a quick motion, and willed the sky to be a purply-pink color. I watched as it gradually changed; I could see the faint outline of the moon among a sea of dark blue-purple, and I willed to to be brighter, and it then shone through so that I could even see the details on it. The sky was now a dark purple at the top, which gradually changed the pink as it reached down to meet the horizon, and then as it touched it turned a pink-ish brown. Next I colored the grass pink. A throw of my hand, and the pigment travelled like it was a colony of bugs, like some sort of disease. It was fascinating to watch.

Then I saw CH. I guess I started to lose control a bit here, because I kept telling her that she might be lucid too and that she MUST tell me if she has a LD when she wakes. What if we had just shared a dream? Realizing it was a dream, she started freaking out; she hated being in dreams, I guess. I grabbed her hand and jumped up towards the sky; I wanted her to fly and see the glory of LDs. She tried to pull me down, but up she went with me.

At this point I started blinking in the dream, and I woke up into my FA again (dream within a dream anybody? ). I thought that if I had just fallen asleep to LD, I could surely do it again. I was quick to resume sleeping in my dream and go into another LD.

I was still with CH now, but we were in a different place; it resembled the street I lived on, but it was absolutely shrouded by flora; it seemed almost like a rainforest. There was practically a tent of trees and leaves over the street. It was slightly dark because there was so little space for the light to get through. I didn't last too long here, but I tried flying with CH, but then I woke up into my FA again.

Back into my FA, I was no longer lucid. I was alone now, but I kept going on my phone and trying to text CH to see if she had had a LD. But I couldn't seem to navigate around the phone, and when I finally got to the text message option it told me I had received a message from her, sending me back to the start. Frustrated, I found it quickly again and tried to type out my question before there was another interruption, but I was having trouble typing too.

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I was at my home, but it was way bigger in my living room. But apparently it was JI's home, when it wasn't. She was supposed to give me a lesson for some reason.

That guy that has a lesson after me was there playing a french horn. He was playing part of ECR I'm pretty sure, and I was about to ask him if that was it, but then I saw the music and it had a totally different title. I sat down with my instrument and then he blurted, "so, it's AL, the new violin player!" I laughed and said, "Damn right!" but I was confused as to how he knew my name or even what I did. I shrugged and guessed JI must have told him.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a grocery store/office building. Everyone was lined up at these tables all over the store. We were all in pairs. The person I was with, a guy, was making smoothies with weed in them. He made us each one, and we drank them. They tasted slightly sweet, but mostly earthy. We were trying to avoid being caught.

Then, the guy was my friend Melody. She wanted to buy more weed, but didn't have the money. Her dealer was there, this big guy. He was asking her for money and she was begging to pay him later. I told her I could contribute $20 but that's it, and she would have to give me some of the weed. She kept saying "Thank you! Thank you so much!". The dealer gave me the baggie of weed. The problem was, I didn't have the $20 on me; I had to go to the bank to get it. I tried to give it back to him until I had my money, but he gave it back to me.

I then remember being outside my house in the driveway. It was dusk. I was waiting for my motorcycle to come back so I could get back to the store/office with the money. There were lots of people there waiting for their motorcycles to return. Funny thing was, no one was manning the cycles; they were just driving up and people were getting on them. I then had someone warn me to not go back to town, because "everything was getting smashed". I felt like I had heard about this, but still decided I needed to get back.

I got back to the building. Melody had a sheet from her dealer that she had to fill out since she didn't have the money, explaining why she didn't. She pulled out a pipe. It looked similar to mine, but had a much bigger bowl. She packed it and started smoking. She passed it to me. I took a hit, then heard, saw, and felt something.
Thump.
My perpective changed and I saw a wall being shaken.
Thump.
I looked up. The ceiling was glass above me. Through the glass, I saw a piece of construction equiptment. It was what was causing all the destruction in town; it had malfunctioned and was out of control. I remember someone referring to it as a "hammer". It was very tall and yellow. It was barelling towards us. There was a clamour to get to the basement; we all ran downstairs as part of the machine came crashing through the glass ceiling. Glass was flying everywhere. I hoped to not get cut, but thought that it would be better than being crushed. I remember being huddled with Melody in a small corner.

Then, just as we thought the whole thing was over, the whole machine fell down into the building. I thought it was going to land on me, but it landed right in front of me instead. It had trapped some of my friends under it. I remember seeing my old friend Cameron trapped under the huge machine. He was crying out for help, a pained look on his face. I reached out to him.
"Cameron!", I cried. Many people were reaching out to help him. I remember people touching his face.
Then, I saw my friend Jason trapped as well.
"Jason!", I cried out. I reached out to grab his hand.

I then remember typing out this dream in my DJ here on DV. I remember typing out a weird title in the "Title" box. I worried about the drug content of the dream being discovered by my college.

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I was in Ryan's van with him. We were parked next to my neighbor's house. There was a van parked next to us with two older women sitting in it. They looked like they were up to something. Ryan and I were trying to figure something out or we were talking or something, and after awhile, the ladies were still there in their van. Hmm...

Then, I remember walking through the halls of what looked like my elementary school. I saw two dead dogs in the hallway. One was a big brown dog, and the other was a small Beagle laying in a space under my neighbor's mailbox. It was like I was inside and outside at the same time. I then knew that the ladies had killed the dogs and left them there. I remember seeing a few girls crowded around the dead Beagle and patting its head. I thought that maybe he was still alive.

I then remember talking to Ryan. He mentioned a brown dog named Espresso, and I told him that dog was the dead dog in the street/hallway. He gave me a weird, surprised look. He said
"Oh...", and then something else...can't remember what.
I remember then telling him that was what the ladies in the van next to us were doing. Either they dumped them there or they placed them there and ran them over.

I then remember being under some pavilion outside. It was after my first class of the day, and it had a bunch of booths set up for food. I remember looking at one line and seeing two people from high school: Megan and Daniel. They were apparently dating. I remember seeing Daniel wearing a white shirt with small flower shapes cut out of it. I thought about this for awhile: Why would he be wearing that? He's a dude. I examined the sleeves. They weren't ruffled or anything. I decided he was just wearing whatever he wanted.

I then turned around and saw a Chik-Fil-A booth. I wanted lunch, but they were only giving out biscuits and some nuggets. I remember hearing someone say something about a biscuit being a "snack".

I'm going to work at an elementary school [neither of the ones I work at in reality]. I have to go back out to my car to get something. There are other people out in the large, flat parking lot. When I finally head into the building, it's already 3:00, a full hour later than I was supposed to start working. I'm mad at myself because the fact that I got started late means that I can't count that first hour (2:00 – 3:00) toward my total number of AmeriCorps service hours. [LOL! No, no, brain, that was my last teaching job.]

I can hear the faint, muffled sound of repetitious, vaguely pop-sounding music playing from somewhere nearby. I realize that I've woken up in my bed. [Not really.] I'm still tired and decide to stay in bed.

I wake up again in a slightly different room. [Again, not really.] This time, I take my throw pillow and pull it over my head. [Yeah. I fail at catching false awakenings. :/]

-All of my classmates and me were going on a field trip to somewhere. On the bus with us was a a big man who looked like he could get mad at us at any given time. We started talking to him, and we noticed he talked alot about animals. We asked him "How do you know so much about animals?" And his reply, "Oh, I work at the zoo.", whic he said right as we pulled up to a zoo (an INDOOR zoo). We all got through the doorway to catch a glimpse of tsome animals, before going to our next stop on the field trip, Wal-Mart. I had twenty bucks on me and planned to get either a CD or movie, but the ones they had completely sucked. Over thee, I noticed Johnette, the old drum major from my high school. I asked her "So how's college?", and she went "College? Hmm, I don't know." and left. We left Wal-Mart and went back to school and had lunch, where my friend Seth started some sort of movement, which a few people did join. Before the bell rang, some dude tried to teach how to play the saxophone using acting terms. In English class, instead on an English teacher, there was Peter Griffen, who instead of teaching us a lesson, decided to show us a presentation on getting a good dinner table, although the reason he showed this was so he could use dirty words in front of us, something the other teacher "didn't do enough of."

-The next dream started with James Hetfield in the middle of a cut-out barn with loads of hay-stacks. He fell out of the hay stack and noticed a turtle. After that he yelled out for the rest of Metallica to come out. He leaped out of a hole in the barn and, with the help of Kirk and Lars, held done the turtle for ten minutes. While that was happening, Robert proceeded to paint of picture of the guys holding down the turtle. During this time, the turtle had found a mate and gave birth to a small turtle. Eventually the painting was finishedand the guys let him go.

-The next dream I had was basically a re-imagining of "A Bugs Life" with a few diffrent characters and diffrent, more "urban" setting.

Of course, can't remember when it started, but I was sitting at home thinking about playing a game and it's late and T isn't back from a concert yet, I think. I'm a little angry for him going because he didn't ask and it was in KC, a 6 hour drive. When he does come back, I yell a bit and he ignores me, then I go to lay down on the couch. My mom tells me I should take my "birth control" pills? I told her there was no point, that we weren't going to do anything.

My mom had to drive somewhere to pick something up, she had diapers with her.

Then there's this girl who is in some kind of virtual reality game but she's there in front of us speaking, she's pregnant, she's someone I know in WL and she's talking about her being Eve. She said a really strange quote. My mom acts surprised about the quote and we see the girl holding a stump of wood which apparently was supposed to be Eve's head. So my dad gets up and goes to take it from her.

Then I'm with my friend A and we're going to some concert with this guys she knows. The guy was really cool, but we didn't know him very well. He had been trying to take my friend out apparently for a year, but this was the second time they were hanging out I guess. I remember walking around his house, once during the day, and once during the night.

We were all going somewhere walking through trailers and I see a set up with speakers all in the end of one trailer hooked up to a really nice stereo. It's bright and sunny outside and I notice they have speakers wired throughout the house, I say, wow, somebody was partying last night... A didn't understand what I meant, so I had to explain the speakers.

At one point, I was in the living room, some family at the table, and I was trying to show them T's green laser, but the laser wouldn't do what I wanted it to do, my grandpa was chillin in the living room.

- pretty vivid dreams last night, uinfortunately, there was so much that I am forgetting lots of parts. Oh well.

had a dream that i was with macgyver and some other person that i did not know. we were in his basement and all three of us went into a time/reality machine. while we were traveling to another reality i looked like we were in an unerground setting, it was all white with pillars supporting the area and every now and then we would fly past a symbol, two stood out a pagan star and a cross. once we got to our destination it looked like an undergrounf subway terminal. there was a rack of clear globe with blue liquid in them. i turned to look down the coridor and saw three aliens coming they had masks on and at the bottom of the mask there wereclear tubes with orange colored liquid in them , i did not know what they were for. we tried to throw the blue globes at them but the just bounced and did nothing. we ran down some steps an through a door. there was some sticky substance on the floor and when our sweat hit the floor stuff started growing i thought they were replecas of each of us. we could kill our own spawns but if the spawn touched any thing else it would kill it. i knew this becasue one of my spwans touched one of macgyver's spawns and they both died. so wee ran from the room. after we left the room i had a third person view of the room and some how we missed two of macgyver's spawns. this was another dream where i had taken some B6 before going to bed

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

Two kind of burly, fat, white guys managed to rape two guys and a woman. I saw the men and women close up, as if I were right near their faces as they were getting raped (all three at once?). I wanted to stop the men from raping the people, but I was on some kind of drugs, and I was too numb or dumb to do anything. Plus, I was probably also afraid of the whole situation.

I later heard or thought over the story of the men. They had done something like this before. They may have been something like bodyguards. They always guarded one particular celebrity. The celebrity was either a young man or a boy, and he was possibly very pretty. The celebrity didn't have much in the way of a personality. He was kind of a pretty face and not much else. But his father was possibly really mean to the security guards.

So, at this time in the past, the bodyguards heard that the father was going to be gone and that another celebrity, possibly male as well, was coming to visit the first celebrity. So, to revenge themselves on the father, the bodyguards raped the visiting celebrity while the first father was away.

For some reason I thought, Well that kind of makes sense. That was revenge. But this time, it doesn't make sense at all.

I was now outside in the daytime. I was in a place that looked like an Ancient Greek plaza. There was a long, rectangular fountain-pool running along one side of the plaza. The plaza seemed to be enclosed by stone walls.

A woman was walking in the pool. The water went up to about mid-calf on her. The woman was young, white, kind of cute, with short, red hair. She wore a long, white toga and possibly a wreath around her head. The wreath may have included small fruits.

This woman was the woman who had gotten raped. But now it was like she hadn't quite gotten raped, but like she had only gotten harrassed a bit while the two men had gotten raped. The girl seemed to remember nothing. She said she was so hung over from last night's party. She had apparently had a lot of booze and drugs.

The woman walked back and forth in the pool, and I followed her. I didn't feel like I deserved to talk to her. After all, I hadn't been able to protect her from the men.

Facebug

I was sitting in a room with a lot of 'friends'. I didn't know the room, neither did I know the people that were my friends in the dream. Half of the people were sided on the left side and the other half on the right side. There was some table with cookies between us all.
We were just chatting about general things when I caught the subject facebug. Two girls were talking about facebugs, that they're bugs who like to sit on people's faces. When I heard that I looked to the wall across the room and saw something like a butterfly. It was yellow-like and had little wings attached to his round head. A facebug. It flew right to me and I was scared so I quickly went to the other side of the room. I hate bugs, any kind!
When I turned around I looked at the bug again and it began to fly toward me again. This kept happening for a long time, while the girls who were talking about the facebug just laughed at me for being scared. Then all of a sudden the bug started to fly toward them too. They screamed even harder than me.
Finally the facebug settled down on the cookies-plate on the table. Right then my little brother came in to take the plates to the dishwasher and at the same time he came into my room in reality and pulled my sheet off to wake me up.

I was pretty pissed off :\

April 25, 2011

Notes
Hardly slept last night. Went to bed at 1:30am, woke up screaming for my mom. Took me awhile to fall back asleep, not sure when exactly. Woke up finally at 6am. I rarely have outright nightmares. Creepy, ominous, yes. Horrifying? No, not really. If I ever have a nightmare I usually will become lucid and then either stop/change the dream. Although I did do that this time, it was really late and the nightmare was practically already over. Also, three dreams inside of each other. I could make an inception joke, but honestly I'm still creeped out. My dream self didn't realize they were dreams inside dreams. Motifs of nothing, I've never had a dream quite like this. Also, I had dreams this weekend but they weren't too interesting seeing as I lost sleep. Also I wasn't home, so I didn't bother to write them down anyways.

Entry 010
I'm in Dr. Clark's room. We have some huge essay to write, it's due in 30 minutes, but I'm so tired. I lay my head down on my desk and fall asleep.

I'm in my bed, except I realized later that it was on the wrong side of the room and exact to my old bed back home. I'm half-asleep, my body is already paralyzed and my mind is mostly unconscious. As I'm lying there, about to enter a deep sleep, I feel something on my back. It feels like a hand. For a minute I don't feel particularly worried about this. The hand is running over my back, slipping lower until it runs over my ass. I feel uncomfortable. Then I can feel nails digging into me. I realize there is no hand, but the touch persists. I realize the hand belongs to some kind of demon, and that its intention is to murder me. My body is still paralyzed. I try screaming, but all that comes out of my throat is a strangled grunt. It's not loud enough for anyone to hear. I know that I have to stand up and get out of here. I try to stand, but I can't. I fall to my knees and drag myself to the door. Along the way I see something out of the corner of my eye. It's a little man, about as wide and tall as a bowling pin, dressed in clothes like Charlie Chaplin with white pasty skin, frizzy black hair and huge, staring, yellow eyes. I open the door and drag myself to the hall. I try screaming more, but I'm still not able. I think I see my mom on the couch, but it's dark. I get to the couch, someone's there. I'm safe. I relax, fall asleep by the couch.

I wake up. I'm in bed. Something is touching me. Repeat of the last dream, but as I reach my door this time I think "My bed is on the other wall. Didn't I just have this dream?" and I realize I'm dreaming. My dream self, however, is still panicking. It's screaming at me to get the hell out of the room. The will of my dream self overpowers my lucid self and I fling the door open. There's a blinding white light.

I open my eyes. I'm screaming. My mom is in the doorway.