non-lucid

29.03.2011

Real life premonition... Earthquake!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream happened at 02:30 AM.

I had a FA in my bed, when suddenly, an earthquake started to happen. I moved away from my bed and ran with my wife outside home, just in case it fell on our heads.

I ran outside in my pajamas, but my wife was all dressed up. When we got to the street, the earthquake was still happening.

After a while, I woke up for real to write down the dream. It was 02:33 AM.

In the morning, I told my wife and she got mad at me. All the time I tell her I dream with an earthquake, she complains. She checked the earthquake site and there was an earthquake at 03:27 AM, an hour later... Causality? No way. I have tons of premonitions awake and asleep.

29.03.2011

Ana builds me a Psychic Consultant website. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Ana told me to check up something she had prepared for me online.
It was some sort of website, a Psychic Consultant website.

The website announced I was able to do Tarot Reading. However, the prices were ridiculous, each reading was $1,199. I decided to change it to a price with more sense. I changed it to $49,99 per reading.

I also found she posted some more of my abilities such as Astral Projection, healing and more.

I felt happy she prepared that site for me and I was looking forward to get calls in.

29.03.2011

3DS? No... 3DWii (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to some store, probably a Game Stop. I was going to buy a racing game for the Nintendo Wii. I went with my wife and bought the game for $59,99. I found it very expensive for what it was, but I paid for it. I wanted to buy two copies for some reason, but my wife told me that $120 was too much. I made some numbers and realized indeed it was.

The clerk invited me to play a few games on the Wii. He insisted me so I grabbed a Wii remote, a Nunchuck and some cables. I went to some sort of forest (the store was huge and had a forest inside) to play. The Wii was plugged to a tree () and there was a wooden TV.

I played for a while, I cannot recall what I played, but I think it was probably some sort of Mario. When I was done, I went back to the store and realized they had Nintendo Wiis with 3D for sale. I wanted to buy one but I could not see the price.

The clerk told me to bring him the remotes and cables. I went back to the forest and then I went back to the store. I met with some friends on my wife and I was trying to find the forest where I had the remotes. The forest was now inside a room, but I was able to find it.

Looking for food

I was on a cruise ship and was with my parents. My whole side of the Cowles family was also there. My parents were complaining about some of the people with us. I didn't like this so I left them to go exploring. I wanted to find my cousin so I could chill with him. I entered an indoor lobby area which was surrounded by hotel rooms. I saw a kid who looked like Mikel Thomas.He was with his parents and looked a little different than he does in real life. I got excited and ran over to him tapping him on the shoulder. I realized it wasn't him and apologized.

I then ran down stairs and passed a bunch of kids going upstairs. I was now looking for the cafeteria. I instead found a theater where there was loud rap music playing. It was really dark except for the screen that was showing a cartoon movie. There was a little icon in the corner of the screen that was just letters. I then went upstairs and looked at a map. It showed that all the restaurants were upstairs so I started to head that way.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I am in high school, in my class room.
The class room is currently on break, but the teacher is there for some reason.
I hate her, she's always teasing me because I'm a bit of a geek.
She often makes fun of me in front of the class.
(This teacher really existed, she was a bitch and the hardest challenge I had to overcome in high school)

Someone is trying to bully me, he asks me to give him all my money.
I tell him to go fuck himself.
I know I don't stand a chance in a fight, but I know that letting yourself get bullied in high school
has much worse consequences than getting beaten up once.

We're fighting, the teacher doesn't give a shit.
She looks at us, makes sure that I am loosing and smiles at the situation and keeps working on something.
What a bitch, I hate her so much.
The bully is pushing me against the wall and punches me into the stomach a few times.

I notice it doesn't hurt the way it should.
Then I see that he is wearing a holster with a gun? Why would he do that?
I realize that I am dreaming, but I don't have the time to think about what is happening properly.

Realizing that this is a dream I immediately understand that the bully can't hurt me.
I punch him in the throat with my elbow and he lets go of me.
I am overcome with rage at this point, but not at the bully.
He's just a stupid high schooler, he can't help being an idiot.
It's the fucking teacher, the way she turns going to school into hell for me,
the way she enjoys seeing me getting beaten up, the fact that she wants to intervene now that I
am not the one getting beaten up anymore.

That's right, she stands up and wants to punish me for punching the bully in the throat.
She starts talking in her extremely arrogant voice, but I am too furious to listen to her.
I grab the gun from the bully and remove the safety.
The teacher finally shuts up and looks scared.

I point the gun at her face. I am so furious, so full of rage, I know that I am going to kill her.
I can feel the adrenaline in my body. I'm about to shoot her.

"I'm sorry..."
"Liar!"

I pull the trigger and feel the recoil of the gun. I can't see for a split second.
My teacher is falling backwards to the ground. The wall behind her is splattered with blood.
Her dead body drops to the ground and blood starts spilling over the ground.

Fuck, I didn't expect it to be this realistic.
Ah well, it's not like I really killed her, I just wanted to see what it would feel like to let myself be controlled by all this anger.
It felt quite satisfying.

I am a bit surprised.
This dream must mean that she's still on my mind, even after 10 years. Wow, I really hated that bitch.
I wonder what the reaction of the other DC's is and look around.

The bully looks at me quite surprised.

"Bitch had it coming..."

He smiles in agreement.
I hand the gun back to him, he can't hurt me when I'm lucid anyways.
The rest of the class seems to celebrate the death of the teacher.
I find this absolutely hilarious. I know that everyone hated her, but damn, they're actually celebrating!

Something happened after this which I cannot recall properly...


Note: Yes, I really hated that teacher. No, I would never kill or hurt anyone.

I am in some department store. I'm trying to sell an invention, I guess. Something like rocket shoes? I take shoe lining off the hook near the register and put them in a pair of shoes. A customer comes to try to put it on, but it doesn't fit. I fiddle with some plastic collapsable cup that was up there. I then decide to leave the register and go deeper into the store. I have the intention of stealing that cup. I stick it into my pocket and walk past the front doors into some area. There are some bathrooms. I drink from the drinking fountain and fill up my cup. I drink out of it. I go back towards the door, but turn left instead. There are still some interesting things I can shoplift. I see a vending machine and think about soda. There is a group of young children gathered around a TV with a VCR hooked up to it (lolwut). There's a catalog of videos around. I start looking for a specific one. I remember of thinking of the excuse, "it's for my little sisters," in case anybody asked me about it.

Something about Dr. Gero? He eventually turns good for whatever reason and now we are trying to call somebody. Me, Dr. Gero, and a couple of other characters. A girl in the group notices a phone that has credit card info already in it. She swipes it and it turns out to be hers. She is not amused. I act like I'm going to incur more funds from her card on the vending machine. I don't, I take pity on her (I'm just the King of empathy and understanding, right?). I leave the group and run into a couple of friends. St. and Br. Br. has her head in a bowl full of water, like a diver's helmet in reverse. She, St., and a bunch of people are at the tables next to the front door for her birthday. I help her to breathe by tilting her head back into the air in the bowl. At some point in here I wake up.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was at work, but we had changed locations. Instead of being in the coffee shop, we had moved into a huge house ("coffee house", ha). It was on the square. It had many, many rooms and levels. It was easy to get lost in it. I was scheduled 2-close, and my friend, Rachel, had just been hired on. She stuck by me the whole time. My boss and our consultant were there. The consultant was dictating all the changes we needed to make and all the cleaning and moving that had to be done (very true to waking life events as of late). Rachel and I were just walking around while all the employees worked. I couldn't find anything to do, nor did I really know what they needed help with.

Rachel said she was going to leave early; she said Chad, her husband, was going to come pick her up. I wanted to leave early, too, but I didn't think I could get away with it without getting fired. I knew Rachel could because she was new. We went into a bathroom with many stalls, and the first stall was trashed; there was toilet paper everywhere. I said
"That's really gross." Rachel agreed. I wasn't happy about us having bathrooms with stalls as opposed to the small single-person bathrooms we had at the other shop.

At some point, I saw a flash of people trying to enter our old location, and seeing that it was closed.

I wandered off alone into an empty part of the house on an upper level. I ended up walking outside and down the street. As I was walking, I decided I needed to go back before I got lost or they noticed my absense. I turned around, and the coffee house was on top of a hill up a long driveway. I tried to run up the driveway, but my legs felt stiff, heavy, and tired. I was wearing rain boots, so I took them off, and carried them as I ran up the driveway and back to the coffee house.

Then, I walked into the room where everyone had been previously, and everything was quiet. I didn't know where everyone was. I walked into a living room-type area, and everyone was sitting down on and around a couch. They were celebrating someone's birthday. They didn't notice I had come in at first, and when they did, they didn't acknowlege the fact that I had been gone. I think someone invited me to have some birthday cake.

Then, I was outside, and I think Rachel was with me again. A girl asked me to come smoke some weed in the car with her. I had some with me, and I told her I would. I wasn't sure how Rachel felt about it. We got in the car. I don't remember ever smoking the weed.

~

I was watching some people walk down the street. I noticed that one, who was acting particularly silly, looked like Katherine. I commented on it, and Jarrod, and ex, who was apparently sitting next to me, said "Yeah, she does." I turned to my right, and he was there. We were sitting outside, and had been for a long time.

Then, we were inside his house, which was huge; it looked like my best friend MK's family's house. We were in the bonus room, sitting on a bed and watching TV. We saw this show that was showing cheerleading bloopers, but they weren't really that funny. It was middle and high school cheerleaders doing stunts, and they were falling and messing up. I didn't think it was funny because they were getting hurt. Jarrod and I were flirting with each other. He was being much more respectful towards me than when we previously dated; I noticed he didn't call me "girl" as much anymore, which I was happy about. We watched TV for awhile, when some people came in to clean the house. Jarrod said I had to go, but he'd see me the next day. Then, he said
"Oh, when they finish cleaning the 475 bathrooms, we should go get a cookie."
I pondered this large number for a minute, but didn't think much of it. I agreed that that was a good idea. We hugged. He then started to talk to me about the girl he's currently dating, who wasn't me (he got together with her in waking life after we broke up), saying he didn't know if he wanted to marry her. I don't remember what I said, or if I said anything. I knew I was thinking about the "honeymoon phase" of a relationship, and that he had passed it and didn't know what to do anymore. I think I commented on this. He kept saying, in reference to his relationship
"I don't know, I don't know..."

I left the room, and Katherine was there. She was talking about what we were going to do when we got back to their house (she was dating his roommate, who was bald with glasses). Then, I figured out I left my golden stiletto high heels (lolwut? I hate high heels in waking life) in the bonus room with Jarrod. I went in there to get them, and we ended up talking some more. I thought to myself something along the lines of
"He may be fine with us today, but tomorrow he may not be. I need to be on my guard." I was remembering the last time we were together, and the sudden change that I had noticed in his attitude before we broke up.

I looked at Jarrod, who didn't have a shirt on. I saw a tattoo of a purple and maybe green diamond on his chest. I figured it was a new tattoo, and looked down at his stomach to try to find the tattoo that I knew he had; one he has of a skull in waking life. I didn't see it, but I thought maybe it was lower than I had remembered and his pants were covering it. I also remember looking down at my legs and seeing how tan they were from sitting in the sun all day. Jarrod was very tan as well. I looked in my purse, and my wallet was very faded from the sun, but my purse was fine.

Then, I went up a small set of stairs leading down the hallway. I went into another bonus room, and Jarrod's roommate was in there sitting on the couch with a lot of small children. He was holding a little boy in his lap. He said if I was going to get a cookie, I wouldn't be able to experience "this", and when he said "this", he started to ruffle the little boy's hair very quickly. I laughed and said
"My hair would be a static mess!"
Then, one of the little boys said that if we all went out to get cookies, we'd have to come right back so he wouldn't miss some TV program.

These are two dream fragments from some dreams this week:

Dream fragment 1: One of my female friends tells my male friend that his shirt is insideout, he then looks at his shirt.

Dream fragment 2: I am jumping on a trampoline with some of my friends, Apparently I am trying to do a trick (A gainer). When I try to do this trick I do a doublebackflip instead of doing a gainer, since this trick is even harder than a gainer I become very happy and starts shouting in excitement.

DJ Log: March 29, 2011 – 6:45AM (USA Eastern)
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I am riding in large box truck with a few friends, talking about this bluegrass festival we're heading to. It is raining lightly and the windshield wipers are not working too well, as they skip over many areas of the glass. We are driving down a busy highway, commenting on how many idiots are on the road. Traffic is already slow, but there are still people driving slower than the rest in the left lane. Some people are passing on the shoulder to get around the slow drivers and are honking their horns and flipping the bird at them. As we drive up to the top of a mountain, there's a broken down SUV sitting in the left lane with no blinkers on. After passing this mess, the traffic picks up speed again and we cruise along for a while, talking about random bullshit.

Once we arrive at the festival grounds, we back the box truck up a hill near the stage and get ready to unload their band equipment into the back stage area. I help them unload the equipment, then they help me unload my car from the back of the truck. It's a very small convertible that four of us are able to lift and carry out of the truck. After getting it out, I put the top back on because it's still raining lightly. While pulling the top out of the trunk, I find that I have a Smith & Wesson 44 magnum revolver in there. Realizing that I forgot it was in there, I check to make sure it's unloaded then stuff it under the seat. I park the car in the back stage area then walk around a bit and check out the festival grounds.

While walking around from the back stage area, I can see that there is a steady stream of cars and trucks driving in. Several people have parked and are setting up tents and camper trailers while others are driving around looking for a good spot to park in. I take a couple of pictures with my phone then walk over to the stage area. The first band is getting set up to play, tuning up their guitars and banjos. I introduce myself to the bass player and he tells me to come back in about an hour because they're playing a couple of new songs for the first time here. As I walk around checking things out, I find the barbecue pit. Next to the food area, there are several kegs of beer with a donation box and cups on a small table. A small group of people are already tapping the first keg before the music even starts. I decide that I'm not yet ready for a beer, so I keep walking around and see if I can find anybody that I know.

I walk toward the main camping area and find a friend of mine setting up a vending area. I almost walk past him without noticing, but he yells out at me just before I pass. I walk up and we shake hands, then he introduces me to a friend of his. He then asks me about this guy I used to work with who I didn't get along with at all. I tell him that I don't want to talk about that because I'm here to enjoy myself. He gives me a strange look, then shows me some of the items that he's selling. He has some vintage leather messenger bags and brief cases for sale, as well as several wood-framed photos of old western style country scenes. I tell him that I might be interested in one of the messenger bags, but only if he has any left after the festival is over. As we chat for a bit, I help him set up a canopy and a couple of folding tables.

The rain stops and the sun begins to peek out between the clouds. I continue to walk around and come upon a small pond where several people are hanging out. I walk up to the edge, sit down on a rock, and talk to some random people. There's a drunk guy stumbling around the edge who is almost falling into the water. His hat falls off into the water and he wades in after it, then falls over and gets soaked. Several people are laughing at him as he puts his hat back on, only to find it's full of water which washes down his head and soaks him even more. He cusses a bit then walks off. I stare out across the pond for a few moments, then everything fades out and I wake up.

I am sitting in my family's car along with my mother and sister, we are on a bridge and all the cars are standing still because of something ahead that I can't see.
After a while I start seeing cars flying out of the bridge hitting the water below, like something throw them out of the bridge.
The next second our car is in the water and it is getting filled with water, someone that I don't remember helps me out of the car and gets me to the surface.
I get panicked because I left all my drawing pens in the car. (I draw a lot) I tell my sister that I HAVE to get them and then I jump in the water and starts swimming down to the car.
I don't have much oxygen so I quickly search the car but finds nothing.

I then wake up,(still dreaming) and quickly get downstairs and there I meet my father, He tells me my mother didn't survive the accident. I wake up after that.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with my family in some kind of parking lot in the mountains. It was early morning, with pastel blue and pale gold light of dawn and cold dew still coating everything.

The parking lot was set in two levels. But the levels were separated by a big hill. My motheer had driven me, my brother, and my sister here. We were apparently waiting for something else to happen before we left the parking lot.

But somehow I was now in another car, driving around in the upper parking lot while the rest of my family was driving around in the lower part of the parking lot. For some reason, I felt like this whole thing had been dreamt, and that I was now awake and out of that dream.

I rehearsed the elements of that dream in my head while I looked down at my family. My family drove past some kind of small path which had a little foot-bridge that went across a tiny stream.

Dream #2

My mom was driving me through some neighborhood at night. My mom was probably taking me to the airport. But we ended up driving in some weird pattern that took us up into some totally wrong area and then back to where we'd started from.

My mom mentioned something about six hours, like it would take us six hours to get to the airport, or like my flight didn't leave for another six hours. My mom stopped at a fast food restaurant. I may have stayed in the car while she went in to grab the food.

Dream #3

My friend H and I had been driven to some place by a man, possibly my old friend D. The place seemed to be a cabin or shack out in the middle of a huge lot of barren soil, possibly somewhere in the mountains. The sky was grey, and the air was chilly and damp.

H and I were in a bedroom in the cabin. We were in bed. We'd just arrived here, but the man was thinking of taking us out somewhere, either for a fun dinner or to pick up some stuff we needed. But now H wanted to have sex with me.

I was already laying on H, making sexual motions with her. But I told her we couldn't just up and have sex while the man was waiting outside for us.

I was now outside, by myself. I realized that H was still inside. The man was now somebody like H's old boyfriend, C. I realized that H could be mad at me for not having sex with her. She could end up convincing the man to have sex with her, just to spite me.

I was walking on some kind of line that had been drawn on the soil between the two cars. The line was a double-line, like the yellow lines in the center of a road.

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[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Katsura[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#000000"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

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Last night I dreamt I was Spiderman. My friend had moved away an I was in his town and I was just swinging around and stuff, I was really ripped too.

I also dreamt that I was planning a surprise party for someone and I told my other friend about it while he was with me. I was bummed :S

These are recent dream fragments from the past week. Each of them was very vivid.

#1: I was staring at my kitchen counter. Several boxes were stacked on top of each other of different food products. I believe cake batter was one of them. On top of that was a giant ant with its legs spread out in all directions like a spider but the head and pincers were pointing straight up. (This was extremely vivid and startled me awake grossed out.)

#2: I noticed a hole in my living room floor. A table was leaking dust or crumbs into the hole which was about the size of a penny. I was looking at the hole for termites. The floor vanished and I was able to see under my house. I saw webs, and gray looking burrows. It was pretty nasty.

Then, I noticed a python curling around. It noticed me too. I stepped to the side to get out of its range of attack which (strangely) placed me in my backyard about 20ft away from the living room. The very realistic snake started to come towards me. I sprayed it with Raid directly in the face, nose, and mouth. It barely seemed phased. I felt it was about to strike me at any moment and that it was unsafe to pass this area.

#3: My GF and I were arguing. She ran away from me and cut across a Tennis court at night... Later in the dream we were talking in my cellar (where the snake was in the dream above). There was a latter and a trapdoor that led up to the living room. (This trapdoor doesn't exist in real life, but this modification is similar to the Olden Attic dream. This is not a location I spend time or think about. It's cramped, dusty, and basically a storage area.)

Was incredibly stressed last night and couldn't get to sleep. If I did have a dream, I don't remember it.
Oh well, better luck next time I suppose! :/