non-lucid

DJ Log: March 19, 2011 – 7:45AM (USA Eastern)
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I am on a open shuttle bus, riding from a huge parking lot into a large water park. There are several other people on the bus that are all dressed in bathing suits, spandex shorts, or bikinis. I am wearing blue jean shorts, a black cutoff t-shirt, and no shoes. The bus stops and unloads us all in front of the ticket booth at the main gate. I hand the cashier some money and she hands me a ticket. I turn around and pass through the turnstiles, handing a guy my ticket in exchange for an arm band.

I follow a large group of people through the park, looking at all the water rides and commenting on how boring most of them look. The group splits and I walk with several others into a large stadium-like area that overviews the ocean. The setting is night and there is a storm out at sea, creating some nice big waves. The stadium is built from heavy steel and has concrete floors and seats. All of the seats appear to be uncomfortable, as they have steel pipes for back and arm rests. I climb all the way to the top row and select one of the highest seating areas in order to gain the best view possible. There are a couple of rows behind me, but they are a bit lower than the top row. A guy and a lady with medium-length red hair sit directly in front of me. The lady quickly starts to flirt with me, but I pay no attention to her. She grabs my hand and stares at me with a seductive look. I withdrawal my hand and continue to ignore her. The lady continues to flirt with me until her man catches onto what's going on and they move. He looks at me with a strange look as they walk away.

The storm approaches and the waves begin to get really large and crash into the stadium, causing it to move and make creaking sounds. About half of the people leave and the remainder find good spots to hold on and enjoy the ride. Suddenly, I feel someone messing around with my back pocket area, so I reach back and push my wallet deeper into my pocket. I can hear a guy say, “Damn, I almost had it” as he quickly walks away. I momentarily pull out my wallet to make sure it's still there, then shift around a bit and lay down sideways in a manner that my wallet pocket is pressed against one of the metal pipes so nobody can get to it. My legs are now hanging slightly off the rear of top row and into the lower row behind me.

After a few more waves, I can feel someone playing with my bare feet. I look to see a younger guy and girl, both playing with my feet and toes and massaging my legs. I think that this is a bit strange, but it feels really good so I don't stop them from doing it. I look forward to see a guy with short blonde hair and a ball cap who just sat in the row in front of me. He leans back and looks at me with a rather playful look. I ignore him and continue to watch the waves coming in. A really large wave crashes into the stadium, causing it to move around quite a bit. A bit of water splashes the top row and pushes the guy up over the bar and almost into my lap. The girl and guy behind me grab onto my legs and hold on tight when the wave hits, then they start to paint and draw on my legs. I feel a third person now playing with my feet while the other two work on my legs. I push the guy off me and he sits back down in the seat in front of me. I start to wonder I am sitting in the 'fuck with me' seat or something.

As I watch the waves crashing into the stadium, a surfer crashes into the stadium with one of the waves. After the wave recedes, he stands up and appears to be a bit dazed. A couple of security personnel quickly run in and grab him, saying, “You don't belong in here!” and “You don't have a wrist band.” while carrying him away.

After a few more waves, I feel the need to use the restroom, so I get up and climb down toward the front of the seating area so I can make my way over to the stalls. The blonde guy follows me along with the other three that were behind me. I stop and sit down against the wall to brace for another big wave and the three people from behind me grab the rails also. The blonde guy keeps walking toward the restrooms. I look down and see that they had painted both of my legs with very colorful, full tribal tattoo designs. I look at them and say, “That looks awesome! Thanks!” They tell me that they will paint the rest of my body if I want them to. I agree that that would be cool and tell them to stay there and I will be back in a moment. After the wave hits, I get back up and walk into the first restroom stall. The stall is very small and has a small urinal on the ground, directly below the sink. There is a side door inside the stall, labeled Employees Only. As I start to urinate, a lady comes out of the side door with a broom, says, “Excuse me.” then leaves the stall. I finish my “duties” then wash my hands in the sink. When I exit the stall, the blonde guy is sitting at the edge of the steps that lead up to the stall area. As I walk by, he grabs my arm and says, “Come down here.” I sit down beside him and he asks if I have a lighter. I ask, “Why?” and he says, “I've got a doobie and it's the good stuff.” I say, “We can't smoke that right here, there are employees all around here. We should go back to the stadium and hide on the top row.” He keeps insisting on smoking it there but I refuse, then get up and walk away.

The dream quickly fades and I wake up, feeling a moderate need to urinate. As usual, the feeling propagated into the dream and incorporated itself into the story line quite well.

DJ Log: March 19, 2011 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am shoveling snow from my driveway and the area just inside the door of my cargo trailer. It's dark and there is about 6 inches of snow on the ground, and about an inch on the road over a layer of ice. A couple of cars drive by very slowly with their flashers on. Suddenly, a motorcycle drives by very quickly then hits one of the cars, causing it to spin around and hit the other car. Another car and a van hit the brakes and slide down the road and end up crashing into the other cars. Shortly after, a pickup truck and another car slide into the wreckage.

I retrieve a flashlight from the trailer and run to the road to see if everyone is OK. Just then, a whole bunch of people are running down the hill, a lady yelling, “He just stole my motorcycle.” As they pass, the motorcycle restarts the engine and buzzes down the road. I join the chase and we are all taking huge leaping strides while we run. It only takes about 30 steps to cover about a mile (1.6Km) of road until we reach the bottom of the hill and watch the thief run into a building on the edge of town. Everyone stops and I hear someone yell, “You asshole! Don't go and start shit inside the BB&T bank.” I turn around and say, “I'm not afraid to just march into there and find this asshole.” then I run up and push my way through the revolving door. Most of the people follow me into what looks like a sleazy night club, not the bank which it looked like from the outside. We search around a bit, but the bike thief is nowhere to be seen. A random guy walks out into the hallway and asks us if we want to buy some Special K. I decline, then turn around and walk back out the door, being followed by a few others.

I walk back up the hill toward my house, listening to the people behind me mumbling about how we missed the thief. When I approach my driveway, the others behind me run as fast as they can past me and up the hill into my yard. After a brief moment, I hear a bit of commotion, then one of them yells, “I found him!” I retrieve a pistol from my side holster and start walking up the hill toward them.

The dream quickly fades and I wake up.

I am in a classroom at my school, it is a class in "art". The teacher teach us about photoshop and all it features. I am talking to a few of my actual classmates about a party wich will start in a few days.

I find myself in a basement.(At the actual party.) Me and a few classmates are drinking "HD-cola."(WTF?!) One of the guys at the party takes my HD-cola and pour in some milk into the bottle.(wtf?) My cola starts to crawl some larvas up from the bottle.(wtf again?)

I gets teleported to a Minecraft cave with a iron pickaxe, mining some diamonds.

I gets teleported to a class room again and braging to my friend about my diamonds that i found earlier in Minecraft.

I wakes up.

PS: Sorry for bad english

I was at college orientation. They put us 3 to a room. The other two ladies I shared the room with were also older than the average college student, so it was a good match.
There was a small group among us that were in a special program. If their names were chosen, they would leave halfway through orientation and head to a new college. A girl that I had made friends with was among them and her name was announced at dinner. The next morning she was already gone. I got a phone call from her. She was at the airport waiting to board and felt bad that she wasn't able to say good bye. I asked her where she was going and she said to the new Key Academy. I asked where that was and she told me it was in the Florida Keys (I think Siesta Key?) She told me it was a new military academy that had just opened up. I asked what branch it was and she told me all branches. "Then what branch are you going into?" "I don't know yet." "We do not have to decide until halfway through the program." "What state are you from?" She said "Connecticut" Then, I know you are going to enjoy the weather down there. (I woke up several times this morning, and I ended up continuing the dream) All I remember is it was later in time and I was on my way to the Florida Keys to visit her.) This dream was influenced by the fact that the day before We received my son's welcome packet for college.

DJ Log: March 18, 2011 – 7:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am driving far out in an unfamiliar area, trying to figure out how to get where I'm going with a GPS unit. According to the GPS map, there is a large river between me and the place I want to be. The map is very unclear, as the small roads disappear once I zoom out far enough to see my destination. The automatic route calculator is not working at all. There are only two bridges across the river, but both bridges are far out of the way. My GPS tells me to take a small road ahead, which turns out to be a small one lane road, terminating at a farm house. I turn around and head back to the main road.

I ignore the GPS and continue to drive along the river bank, looking for a bridge or a shallow area I can drive across. After driving for a while, I stop at a yard sale at a mobile home. There is an older lady who has exotic homemade chocolates and candies for sale. I ask her if she knows how to get to (don't recall name) and she tells me she's not really sure how to get there. I ask her how to cross the river and she just gives me a confused look. As I am walking away, she calls me back over and gives me a couple bags of chocolates for my trip. I offer her some money, but she refuses to accept it. I thank her, then drive off.

I should start writing these down to my 'real' dream journal again, since I've noticed that after I started writing them here I havent really recalled so long dreams what I recalled when I didnt write here...

Im at this beach, the beach is near a forest. Theres this 'goddess of the sea' or someone like that and shes singing waves to form in the lake. I think that, thats really cool and I pray for the christian god that I could do so, but nothing happens. Then Im really close to the goddess and I start to sing and try to make the wind blow on her face that her hair would go messy. While I sing, her beautiful face suddenly turns into this really creepy looking face and then turns back to the normal face.
It was because I was trying to sing and compete against a goddess.
We were singing poems.

Another old dream. I write them out as I remember.

It started with me and my mom in some sort of military bunker. We are being led through, and seem to know where we are and why we were there.

Suddenly an alarm goes off and and everyone in the base starts running around getting ready for some sort of invasion. We pass a section where there are a bunch of baby's and some soldiers begin to hide them. It is only then that I realize all the soldiers are women.

I am given a gun and a helmet and I take position with them in the entry way everyone aiming at the large double doors. Everyone seemed so trained, and I was a bit floppy holding a gun, but got in position with them despite.

I wondered what could possibly be coming for the entire base to be up in arms. I ask the person next to me "who is coming?" or something along those lines. She turns to me and says "it's him". I have even less understanding and just turn to the doors which are now rattling.

The doors suddenly burst open letting light engulf the room, three silhouettes coming into view. A few of the girls gasp, some flinch. The men walk in, in the middle stands my dad. He scans the room causing everyone to shiver with fear. They had been so prepared, and were now frozen, unable to act.

He walked in slowly and deliberately singing some creepy version of the ABCs. No one can even mutter a word they are so frightened. I can not believe that they can not defend their own bunker.

My mom, from across the way yells to me "Kill him! Just kill him!"
I say "No I can't just kill him."
She just repeats "Kill him!"

I raise my gun and aim it for his head. Right when I get a shot he turns and looks me in the eye. His gaze scares me and I shoot. It impacts his temple and he swings around but does not even loose balance. I shoot him in the head again, he flings around again, ending up facing me again. He looks into my eyes and says "I love you" and falls to the ground dead.

I begin shaking and drop my gun in shock. I am traumatized and having a meltdown.
Everyone begins to cheer. A few gather around me patting me on the back, congratulating me. My mom says "good job" and I just brush her off. They keep coming to congratulate me but I am just trying to get away, ashamed at what I had done.

I was sitting in a appartment with some people. I remember there was a tv that could assist yµyou in suicide. It had several options. I can only remember one was standing before it 30 mins and then it would shoot a bullet. I remember telling the people what a stupid idea it was. After this i walked outside in a big city. Looked a bit like BArcelona. After this again i found myself at school. I was walking through the hallways with fellow students. One of them said our study room was closed. Then we were talking about someone i knew , and how she would fail her exams.

I faintly remember being with my friends and needing to go somewhere. We all ended up exploring some temple that had multiple stories. Each with vines growing haphazardly making it look very ancient and a center area where I looked up and saw each story. At the bottom floor there was some portal I ended up not going through for some strange reason. Later on in the dream, I found out that the place was guarded by strange savages with guns. I left to go to some other place in some city, but soon made my way back in a military jeep. When I arrived at the entrance, all I could remember is that it didn't look the same and something was missing considering it was a dead end. Just then, part of the floor started sinking in and the dead end started moving back into the temple. The last thing I recall was a creepy laughter as the floor went lower before I woke up.

I may not be remembering longer dreams, but at least I can recall more detail!

A dream that came back to me from a few years ago. It skips around a bit, but stays within the same narrative.

I was walking in the snow with my wife and child (I was a man in the dream, I would estimate I was 35-40yrs old). We were just enjoying the calm when we decide to walk to the library were I used to live irl.

We make our way in, but it is a trap and my wife and daughter disappear somehow (nothing mystical, I just loose sight of them).

I end up at the top floor of the building, which ends up having many floors. I just know that I have to find my way down to find them.

There were many people I had to fight, and trials I had to face on my way down the stairs. The only one I remember was one with yu-gi-oh cards, or something of the like, that he was summoning or using magic to get in my way.

I finally make it to the bottom and find them on the first floor looking for me.
I grab them and run out of the building. We all begin to get in the car discussing how strange the events were that just happened.

I had a sudden realization "hey" I say "we didn't driver here" the fake image melts away and we find that we are still in the building.

We fight our way out again and walk home together, and I wake up.

I found it strange enough that I was a married man with a child, but I loved them so much, I have never not been another gender other than this dream to date.

So, it's been a while since I've bothered to post on here. I just don't have that many interesting dreams.

OUTLAW! - Me and a small band of friends were apparently fugitives, wanted for possibly robbing a bank. I wasn't quite sure. Anywho, we were being chased by another band friends, who were the cops. Me and my gang ended up hiding out in my shed, which was completely revamped, larger, clean, and stockpiled with weapons. Suddenly the cops found us, and were trying to coax us out of the shed. All of a sudden, the background changed and we were in what seemed like the 1880's, with cowboy hats. The cops now had simple one shot rifles, but we had modern technology! After talking with them, I got sick of it and grabbed several hack saws and an RPG. My gang threw open the doors of the shed and I aimed and fired - Striking the center of the group. As the explosion boomed, we bolted out of there and down the street - After grabbing a few hacksaws and what I think was a box of grenades.

We decided we would leave by train, and hopped on. We thought we were safe, but the viewpoint shifted and I saw the cops, banged and bruised but still alive, on the train cart behind us, trying to follow us.

02/19/2011
Dream Fragment One:
I was in some kind of Predator / Dutch situation, along with a friend of mine. Not sure who it was, though. There was a long chase between us and the alien, which I don't really remember too much of. I do recall rolling off the high, rain forest cliff - like in the original movie - and landing in the lagoon at the bottom. And - just like in the movie - I got out of the lagoon and crawled across the mud, inadvertently covering myself in it and hiding myself from the creature's view.

Later, we were back in the lagoon and there were girls with us. We were all play-fighting and just having a good time in the water. At times, though, we got a little rough with each other, and there was real danger of us drowning.


Dream Fragment Two:
Naturally, the next dream I recalled was about Xenomorphs, from the Aliens series. All I remember was running through a long hallway with an endless onslaught of them coming at me from all directions. I kept mowing them down with an assault rifle, as I ran, but more of them just kept swarming in, out of the wood work. I have this feelin that someone was nearby, fending off the beasts by his/her own means.



02/23/2011
Fragment:
Something about a cop that stopped me for a DUI or something. While I sat in cuffs, he just drove me all around the place, doing whatever he wanted. I watched him make drug deals out of his squad car, and all kinds of other crooked shit. I kept asking him to just let me go, but he seemed to be having a grand old time, just dicking me around while he ran his illegal errands.



02/24/2011
Fragment:
Somehow, I was home, but watching JC and someone else ride their bikes home from school. (I was either watching it on T.V., or just as a disembodied spectator. I can't remember.) I was going to drive my truck up there to meet them, just because I felt like going on a bike ride, and I was going to ride home with them, even though that really makes no sense, now that I think about it. While I was "remote viewing" them, I saw them fall off a huge hill, in front of the old Greenwood Library (a hill which doesn't really exist). Later, I remember watching an old show that had the Esther character from Sanford and Son in it, and some show with battling breakdance crews. They were doing some sick tricks and illusions that made it look like some of the crew members were levitating - sometimes upside down while rotating like a top.



03/03/2011
Dream One:
"Call of the Reaper"

I was with some girl in a large office building. There was a black cloaked figure which kept showing up - looking like it might have been a Reaper - and it was apparently after the girl. The girl and I would be moving quickly through the building, trying to escape this thing, and then she would suddenly veer off in another direction. The 'Reaper' was somehow controlling her mind, making her wander blindly toward its telepathic call, like a moth to a flame. Whenever this would happen, I would have to chase her down and get in between them, keeping her from straying within the creature's grasp. This thing would just appear at the most random of times, in the most random of places.

Instead of a scythe, it had this really bad-ass, ancient sword; a great sword or claymore. Once, the ghoul popped up behind a set of opening elevator doors, beckoning the girl toward him. I rushed in and stole the 'Reaper's' sword, hacking and slashing at him, ultimately causing him to disappear again, in retreat. This went on for quite a while, the ghoul having followed us back to an apartment. By this time, I had become lucid. I still lugged the huge sword around with me, practically looking forward to the next time the 'thing' showed up. I had no more anxiety about our confrontations, and it had become somewhat of a game. Every time the 'Reaper' would show up, I would just kick his ass with his own sword. Good times.


Dream Fragment Two:
I was visiting someone and got bombarded by all these cute little wolf pups. They kept grabbing onto me with their teeth and trying trying to pull me down by my limbs and clothes. There was no pain, though. It was rather adorable.

I dreamed that I was batman and that I was fighting against crime.
The dream started out with me standing in apartment building who looked more like a tower. Then I settle down to start my journey in this building. My mission was to catch villains, and at the same time the cops was also after me for some reason. So I went to open every door I could find in the apartment, and every door led to a place which was like a path in my mission. At the end the police find us. They arrest me and one other, but my third companion succeed to escape trough a ventilation hole.
But I also succeed to escape. While I am in the backseat in the police van with handcuffs and a police who controlling me and my other friend, I manage somehow to convince him to let us go.
Then I wake up by my alarm clock wanted to see more xD

Dream: Somebody had face rapped me, he or she had take out a embarrassing photo of me and cropped it to my profile. 4 people liked it. Then wake up.

Dream2: I killed a dragon in my dream with a sword. It was kind of awesome . Then I woke up and slept again and dreamed again about my brother who came in to my room. Then woke up.

Hey, I dreamed that I was in my classroom with my class. We were watching a movie. Suddenly a classmate of mine, Tobias, stands up to leave the classroom. But as he reaches the door to the classroom, he came back, and out of the blue he get all angry on another classmate of mine, Linnea. He starts to drag and pulling her. Then I woke up in the dream. So I slept again in the dream and waked up for real this time.