non-lucid

This is my first journal entry. I have begun to remember dreams. These are not dated; I will try to remember to put a date on my dreams in the future. I have had the following dreams over the past several nights. They are just fragments, so I did one journal entry for several fragments. Each number represents a night that I had at least one dream.

1) I jumped into a little quickly-flowing river to help a guy who is getting swept down stream. The river is going downhill and is tiered with man-made marble slabs instead of natural rock. Shortly thereafter I encounter a man-made structure along the river that resembles playground equipment for children, except that it is also made of marble. I begin to crawl through one of the tunnels. [fragment end]

2) I fall off of a bridge into a calm river. No feeling of fear. Just standing in the water, looking up at a broken interstate bridge. [fragment end] I am working at a warehouse. There is a co-worker that is funny, and we are becoming friends (I can recall the feelings, but not necessarily the images). [fragment end]

3) I am standing on a boat and my daughter jumps into the water and I dive head-first into the water to go after her. I am afraid another boat will hit her. A boat is coming so I go underwater to avoid being struck. The boat's propeller passes just over me. [fragment end] I watch news reports about scientists discovering a new species of fish. It is highly intelligent. The fish has two different forms (my dream is inconsistent). [fragment end]

I dreamed a lot about water, and the first two nights occurred before the tsunami hit Japan. That was an interesting coincidence. It also rained a lot where I lived, so that probably influenced my dreams.

I have also been trying to use the WILD technique. I have been counting two digits and saying "I'm dreaming" (1-2-I'm dreaming-3-4-I'm dreaming-5-6, etc.). This seems to get me quite sleepy. I find it difficult to make it to 10 without my thoughts wandering away from counting. So then I restart the counting. My body gets a tingling sensation, but that's all. Then I fall asleep. I have been trying this when I fall asleep and also after I wake up during the night (I drink a lot of water before I go to bed).

Ok so I finally decided to start this thing up.

So today I woke up and immediately had to go run an errand so I didn't have time to write this one down right after waking. It's been about an hour now, so this one will be mostly fragments. [COLOR="blue"]Blue = Lucid parts[/COLOR]
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I remember having to perform a stage play in front of a big auditorium. One of my friends was up there with me and we doing all kinds of crazy shit, we were rolling around and pretending to fight each. People were laughing hysterically. My parents were in the audience taking pictures of us and cheering. After the show my friend and I started walking through this desert area, and we stopped in this Mexican food joint. I ordered a few of those big soft pretzels and my friend ordered something and sat down at a table. After standing there for about what seemed like 10 minutes my food still hadn't been prepared, so I asked the lady behind the counter and she's like "Oh sorry I forgot about you!"

So I sit down at the table with my food finally, and see that my friend had been waiting for me that whole time and hadn't touched his food. So we start eating and talking about the performance. After that I remember we were walking through the desert area again and there were a bunch of bombed out cars.

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It reminded me of the movie Jarhead somewhat, except instead of dead charred bodies in the cars, there were men raping each other, and some having consensual gay sex. [COLOR="blue"]I became lucid at this part, because I realized why I was seeing this. I had watched a movie last night called Irreversible, and it involved a lot of homo-eroticism. I chose not to take control of the dream, I just looked around at what was happening, it was all strangely calming to me. At this point I don't think the dream was very vivid, and I don't remember what happened after this point. [/COLOR]~

I entered this in my DJ earlier this morning, but now it's gone. Was I dreaming? No. I really did it. Dang!

I was a captive in a dark rail yard type place. It was covered, about an acre by an acre or so, and it was about 20' to 30' up in the air. I could barely see about 15 people, but there were more like 100 I guess.

We all had to lay down next to rail road tracks, and the area for us to lay down was about as wide as railroad tracks. We were all very cramped. I guess a couple trains went buy, but it wasn't vivid. It was more that I knew they did go by.

I needed to get some more room, so I stretched out on the train tracks where nobody else wanted to be. Very soon, a train started coming and it was a little more vivid. I was kind of scared, but then I started thinking that it would just go over me and I would be OK. It did go over me without harm.

This made me brave and I decided to escape. Everyone advised against my attempt to escape, but I started to go down the tracks anyway. The tracks went down hill to get to the ground.

After my intention to go down, I was all of a sudden down. Now I started running away. I had to go up a terraced hill side. The problem with this was that I was always visible.

I was afraid I would be seen by the guards when all of a sudden all the other captives started pouring out and yelling as though they were rioting. I thought this would take the guards attention off of me, but I kept feeling their eyes on me.

Then there was someone with me. We were at the top of the hill on a plateau. There were two round, cement tables. We each had a peeled orange. Right then, we saw the hill drop off about a foot so that we could lie down and be hidden by the hill. We dove down behind the hill so as not to be seen by the guards.

I reached up and got my orange and two spoons that could give away our position. I signaled with my eyes for my partner to get his orange and his one spoon. He did.

Then I was alone again, going down the other side of the hill. I saw a building that was kind of a movie theater with a carnival atmosphere. There were lots of people around and I wanted to blend in.

I went to the theater type place to get some cotton candy. I thought that I would like like a fair-goer. I never really got it.

The dream shifted to me being in a car with a partner again. It was night time. We were going down the road pretty fast. Here is something really strange. There was a muscle car in front of us turned towards us. I kept thinking it was a game of chicken. We were both revving our engines. The other car was more powerful and would have "won."

The only thing was that we were also driving forward. They were never driving backwards. Whatever.

The guy in the other car held his fist out to the windshield to show his ring of power. This was where I had him beat. I was wearing a special ring.

Side note: My mom used to date a guy who wore a monogram ring. He used to tell me it was a magic ring.

The driver of the car I was in held out my hand and I put my ring up against the windshield. When it touched and scraped the windshield, it created blue sparks. I was much more powerful than the other guy.

Then, their car turned around and was driving in front of us. I saw some lights and asked if a cop was behind us. the guy driving said yes. We were screwed. I almost became lucid. I knew we didn't do anything and there was no reason for a cop to be following us.

The driver started driving really fast to get away. He lost control at road construction and went off the road. We went off a ledge to a road below. It was full of 57 stone. Going really fast, we went around a turn and ended up going off that road to a lower road again on stone.

We lost the cop. The driver pointed out how he was driving by way above us. The driver pulled into a kind of hidden parking place. We got out. The driver asked a third person who appeared to pour gas on the car and set it on fire. He did.

The driver and I started running away. We went up a hill. there were different sets of stairs and we couldn't figure out which stairs to take. They were all wrong. We did choose one set of steps, and they were the right ones to choose.

It was the entrance to a stadium. We were going to a baseball game. The dream was much better now. There were pretty ladies dressed in baseball looking concession uniforms from the 1920's or 1930's. They were giving away great treats on entry. I watched everyone else giving up their lolli-pops so they could eat a free sunday. I did the same. (Where did my lolli-pop come from?)

The End

I am in a children's foam world trying to race to the end. At the end I defend my tower like a castle. Others get mad at me for trying to change the landscape to my advantage. I also have to rebuild relationships with other castleholders.

DJ Log: March 15, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am stepping out of my truck after towing an old camper trailer into the farm lane. While walking around checking out the exterior, a cute guy with long orange hair quickly opens a window and jumps out, and then attacks me with his extra-long tongue. We chase each other around the trailer for a while then jump into a boat and frantically hug and kiss each other. We're locked into a hug and I say, “You're absolutely beautiful!” After making out for a moment, he tells me that he has been watching me online for quite a while, and how he only got a 50% on his last exam because he couldn't stop watching the latest YouTube video of me with my long hair.

DJ Log: March 15, 2011 – ~6:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am walking around outside an old wooden barn with a hose, washing mud and debris off the walls and windows. There are a bunch of kids running around, asking questions about the barn. A bird comes out of a hole at the top of the barn and is being chased by an animal that looks sort of like a combination between a red fox and a baby llama with wings.

DJ Log: March 15, 2011 – ~6:00AM (USA Eastern)
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A couple friends and I are checking out a mobile communications trailer that I just towed into the lane at a large farm. On one end of the trailer deck is a rack cabinet with some RF equipment including an old HP141T spectrum analyzer display unit with an 8555A RF section and 8552B IF section, and several other pieces of vintage equipment. On the other end is a large antenna of some sort which is mounted on a frame that can be raised and lowered by an actuator lever. I lower the antenna and then back the trailer into a barn so I can check it out closer. The test equipment is a bit weathered looking, but it all powers on and appears to function as the lights come on and the displays show information. I entered 350Hz and 440Hz into a 2-tone generator and the speaker emitted a dial tone.

DJ Log: March 15, 2011 – ~5:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am composing a musical piece in real-time on an interactive video drafting table by arranging various pieces of food on top of the table. The table is a large flat-screen TV with thin wooden slats arranged in an 8 by 16 matrix to hold the food in place. Pieces of fruit represent the vocal sections and different pieces of meat are the musical elements. Pork chops, hamburgers, and hot dogs make up the beat sequence and bacon is a bass line. To create unique bass lines, I bend and fold slices of bacon into various shapes, press them onto a hot skillet to make them hold their shape, and then place them on the table to create different synthesizer bass lines. Every piece I add changes or adds something to the musical loop. If I find that a piece of food does not create the desired sound, I eat it and select a new piece. There is a large folding table full of all kinds of food to use in making music. The music I am creating has a hard psy-trance beat and growly bass lines, accompanied by happy, childish vocal lines.

I had a some dreams before the one i recalled, but they weren't nearly as interesting
I was watching a movie with a girl I had a HUGE-ASS crush on when I was about 14. (I was a bit more serious than she was, relationship didn't happen, Although i still find her amazingly attractive 3 years later ) I wasn't paying attention to the movie, but her body instead. Her hair was the way I like it and it smelled nice. There was a perfect view of her cleavage As if she read my mind, she glaned at me and put her head on my shoulder. I thought "Great! now to kick it up a notch!" I was planning on feeling her up, but as i thought it, she grabbed me hand and placed it on one of her boobs! Ecstasy washed over me but i woke soon after.
Taking vitamins before bed is probably the best thing for me to have good dreams

Dream - Lucid - AP

The only thing I remember from this dream is looking at the dream journals page here on DV and seeing that I had 122 DJ entries.

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I was at my house, and my car got stolen by Dr. T, a customer who comes into the coffee shop in waking life (he's a professor in his 40's who is constantly cheating on his wife with his students). He was with someone, I think it was his dog. The dog was in the passenger's side seat.

Anyway, I was pissed off. I knew it was him who stole it because my car had two antennas and two sun roofs (my car has neither in waking life). He had done something to it to make it like that. I remember seeing him drive it away a few times in the dream.

I was then in a restaurant, Cracker Barrel I think, and I saw a group of guys that are about my age. I started yelling at them about the car. Then, I saw Dr. T. He was at a bar in the restaurant. I demanded my car back from him. He told me to sit with him at the bar. I was thinking that was a little iffy, knowing his history with women my age, but I did it anyway. I sat down on the barstool next to him. He ordered a drink, and I got one too. I just sipped on mine very slowly, so I wouldn't get drunk and my inhibitions wouldn't fly out the window. It was clear and tasted like very weak vodka. He started to tell me how pretty he thought I was, and how he would think about me in my underwear and that he had seen me change clothes. Apparently, he lived either very close to me or in my parents house in the dream. I pictured him watching me change through my window. Ew. After he said all that, I responded
"That's...interesting."
I turned away and I knew I was blushing. I knew I had to be careful with my responses and reactions so as not to make him think I was interested. Strangely enough, I wasn't angry with him anymore. I was calmly listening to him talk, even though it made me uncomfortable. I felt like he was being genuine and nice.

Dr. T finished his drink, and I dumped the rest of mine (I had barely had any) into his cup and said
"Well, I hope you were finished with that." The bartender cleaned up after us.

We then got in my car. He was driving. I think he was taking me back to my house.

Im standing in the line waiting to get to the school cafeteria, I see P there and wonder : "Oh he came back."

Im at the backyard watching some flowers and plants, and wondering where did I plant one plant.
I have this bottle wheres some ultragrowing liquid that boosts the flowers/plants growing.

My boyfriend Chris and I were walking around this neighborhood. We got to a playground and found this small cave-like structure. We were going to go make out there, but we were afraid God would see us. (I'm sensing a pattern here- in my dreams whenever Chris and I are going to go make out, something happens where we can't )

My boyfriend Chris and I were in the car on our way to the grocery store. He was driving and I was laying down on the back seat. We got to the grocery store and shortly left. We had finished up earlier so we decided to sneak off to the beach with some friends. I somehow got my grandmother to drive us, which she wasn't completely okay with. When we finally got there, it was starting to get dark. My friends Kat, Mina, and Rachel were there. Chris and I were planning to ditch them and got make out somewhere But Mina said we had to leave because her dad was going to be home soon. Everyone except for me got into one car, with Mina driving. I was in another car, either driving or my grandmother was.

getting closer to true WILD started seeing dreams tried to latch onto one and fell asleep

driving down route 1 soouth in older car i think it was a camaro had car troubles right before perry street exit and pulled off. while i was checking under the hood a riot started down the other end of the block trenton police came to break it up but the crowd beat them up, crowd stated moving towards me and i went the other direction


hanging out with wrestlers back stage at an event holk hogan and randy savage

I am in an Asian country, and have a very strange and unfortunate problem. Lightning is attracted to me, and any time I step outside, it tries to strike me. I try running in an erratic pattern dashing from side to side as I run to escape the lightning, but it's stikes are so close that I know I can't risk doing that anymore. Someone gives me a special hat, it looks like a Chinese Coolie hat but it's made of some sort of gold coloured metal. It seems to work, and the lightning strikes it often, which is rather annoying and I begin to hate wearing it and the attention I get. I feel like I look like Raiden.


Flash forward to a different scene. A kind of rough looking guy has a three wheeler ATV. He's supposed to be all badass or whatever but the vehicle does look a bit like it was converted from a child's bike. I am riding on the back of it with him, and we're going very fast through what looks like short hedged rows. He ditches me after a while and I'm not happy.

Flash forward again to the inside of some building. I applied for a job teaching English and I am having a phone interview from a Bank. They are asking me many odd questions, but I am confident and answering them all fairly well.