non-lucid

Alright been a while since I've been on the site, just figured out the new system. Ok, I'll start of to a link to my older stuff then bellow that I'll post some more recent dreams. http://www.dreamviews.com/f107/bloodsands-dreams-74505/

1-6-10
I was running down the street trying to get somewhere fast. A school bus driving it's self on autopilot with no driver or passengers comes by. I run along side and jump in and sit in the driver seat, I don't try to drive it, I just let it go on it's on. I am concerned about getting in trouble for getting on and try not to get in view of the bus camera. It doesn't get me where I'm going but I am back home. I come home only to find the police messing with my computer. They found nothing but I was afraid they might come back so I cleaned out the history but kept falling asleep before I could clean the free space on the computer. My mom keeps messing with it and she wants to get rid of it, which I could not allow to happen. Later in the dream I find myself with an odd storage device that I think someone from the future dropped into the past. I'm running away from a large hairy ape-like creature. It's gaining on me quick I think to take out my phone and try to play some loud music to scare it away. My bad luck a fairly slow song starts to play, or at least the beginning of it was. Not only that it was a song I never downloaded to the phone. Some weird song that started with a female voice singing “oh oh ohoh~ oh” followed by a male voice singing “stomp” and they repeated about 3 times. The creature turned of the trail I was on but was sure it was just going to try to get a head of me and cut me off.

1-12-10
I'm writing this dream well after it happened this morning so most details are lost. I remember being in the neighbors yard with a few people around. There were a lot of crows and my dog was killing them one by one. There was a stereotypical alien space ship noise that I heard every so often but no aliens in sight.
Another point in the dream, I forget whether it happened first or second, I was outside a school. I see two women with two young girls. I assume the younger girls must be one of the older womans daughters. I see them from further away and they seem quite unattractive, maybe even somewhat unhuman. I get closer and now they look much different, they look normal now. One of the women was trying to give the kids, now a young girl and young boy, a large dose of xanax. Judging by the size of the pills they must have been about 25mg.


2-17-2011
I'm in front of my grandparents place waiting for a school but while talking to my mom. The bus is coming down the road and I tell my mom to remind me tomorrow to grab my school bag since I had forgot to grab it. The bus pulls up and goes slightly past me more then I expected, I can see under the bus. There is a gap in the floor, so instead of walking around to the door, I go under the bus and up through the gap, it was a tight squeeze, and the bus driver seems confused saying “how did you get on already”. I take a seat to the left 2 or 3 seats back from the front. A girl in the seat in front of me throws a tack back my way. I ignore it. I see a boy in the front of the bus playing with what looks like my phone. I quickly check for my phone and can't find it. I go up to the boy and hold my hand out,he gives it right to me, so clearly it wasn't his. I looks through it and can't find any of my contacts, I think something is wrong with it. I put it in my pocket then find my phone in my other pocket. I check and my contacts are on it. My battery is low. I keep the other phone since it's exactly like mine and I've had trouble with my phone lately. We get off the bus and I show the kids how I can change the sky into other pictures with my phone. At some point I end up at my mom and step-dads place, there is a party going on. Something sprouts from the bottom of both my shoes. I quickly throw them off and vaguely have a sense that I had been doing something to my shoes earlier. I hear an announcement that the planet is to be destroyed do to the current situation. The tentacles from the shoes attack people and the sky starts turning black. I take out a device and slow down time, or rather I suppose I speed up time locally around myself. I then contact a friend on another planet, or perhaps plane of existence and tell him of the situation He seems more irritated then surprised I look around, in a windows I see a corpse and it's still moving. I think “oh crap I've made zombies and they are so fast even with time moving at %1 normal rate I can still see them moving. I run down to the house an go inside, I'm afraid I hear something in the house but I'm not sure, I just stay right at the second door, closed both doors but left them unlocked in case something was in the house.



03-06-2011
I don't recall the beginning of the dream. I was doing battle with some group, ether it was just me against them or it was that way nearing the end of the fight. There was one of them left, a woman of about 20 something in a black outfit. She is near a cliff-face with some large computer consoles of some kind. I feel this was what I was fighting to protect. The consoles were being run by two young children,a girl and a boy. They are maybe about 9 years old. The woman seems threatening I don't approach in fear that she will hurt the children if I do. I let her operate the console not even remembering why it was important, but whatever it was I wasn't willing to risk the children for it. The two little ones operating the consoles originally give in as well and give her a pass-code. My battle was lost but I was happy to have saved the kids. Suddenly they both fall over dead. She had poisoned them! I started to cry and yell at her “why did you kill them?! They had given you what you wanted!” She ignores the question and with only a hint of sadness in her voice she says “I've killed children before, school bullies and the like, but this was the first time I've killed children I think I actually liked.” I'm enraged and in despair at the same time. I go up to her and grab her by the chin from behind her prepared to snap her neck. I suddenly lose the will and go slightly limp staying in my position. "Aren't you going to kill me too?" I ask. I don't recall her response if she even responded. Somehow she is naked now and I am lustful in my despair, I think I can likely take advantage of her and then snap her neck later for what she had done to the kids. Holding her now while face to face we fall over the cliffs edge. I keep my left arm wrapped around her and with my right I tread water keeping our heads above water. Suddenly I feel something rough swim by and brush between our legs. She yells “there is a crocodile!” I swim away from her and notice another crocodile coming from behind me. I swim for shore as quickly as I can, I feel the tip of the crocodiles mouth brush my heal as he tries to bite me. I make it to shore. I run past some beach goers still afraid and disoriented. I find myself at a bed with someone I knew, I don't recall who. The bed is in a row of beds outside lined up with about ten feet between them. I lay down to rest while talking to the person I knew but don't recall. I look over at the bed next to us and a boy and girl of about 10 were there. The boy in swimming trunks and the girl in nothing but a towel. She had the towel lifted with her legs spread and the boys head in-between. He starts to give her oral sex but then they notice me noticing them and stop. At this point he stops and is now examining her vulva and she seems to think something might be wrong. The boy doesn't know, she ask the man I was with if he would take a look and tell her what he thought. He refused, so she said “fine I'll just strip and ask these men over here if they know”as she heads for the beach area. I call to her saying why doesn't she ask one of the girls (I said girls while thinking women) they are more likely to be familiar with everything down there. The person I was with said something in vague disagreement

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some underground area, like a hallway between subway platforms. The hallway ramped upward and around to the right. The hallway was apparently the entrance to some water park.

It was Memorial Day, which was the last day of the summer (???). I thought this would be a perfect day for going to the water park. A lot of kids would be back in school already (?), so the park would be empty.

I was now out in the water park. I was walking along a narrow, winding, concrete path between some small, rolling hills, which may have been dotted by small, tree-shaped juniper shrubs.

The light was dim. It was like early morning, as if the sun had just risen. I wasn't sure that the water park was even open yet. I thought I'd have to wait to get in.

This was a pain in the neck. Right now the place was completely empty, and I would be able to ride the rides all by myself. If I had to wait until the place opened, other people would have time to arrive. Then I'd have to wait in long lines and deal with annoying people.

At some point, though, I saw a group of schoolboys. They were all white, kind of skinny, and pale. They were joking and having fun. So I figured if these kids were here, they must have started letting the school groups in. So obviously the place was open and I was okay.

I found a water slide. It seemed to be running alright. It was a big water slide, and it was made to look like a natural river. The water was rushing really rapidly. I had a red inner tube with me. So I was about to jump in.

Somehow the scene changed slightly. A lawn-type area was somewhere before me. A mother giraffe and a baby giraffe ran through the field. It was kind of surreal to see them.

After they ran past, a woman called out that animals had escaped from the zoo. It was like the woman was chasing the giraffes, trying to catch them. But I couldn't see the woman.

I was now (without noticing the transition) out on a lawn that was shaded by tall pine trees, which were spaced pretty widely apart.

I could hear other people's voices crying out in panic. Apparently a lot of people were panicked. Some people were trying to catch all the escaped animals. Others were running in fear, before the animals got out into this area.

I could now sense that the tigers were headed in my direction. I saw them in the distance. There were a few of them, but they were just baby tigers, less than a year old, and maybe 130cm long.

I jumped up into the air and began floating backwards. I figured that if I could get myself floating high enough, the tigers wouldn't be able to catch me, and that they'd just have to run past.

But one baby tiger climbed up into one of the pine trees. It ran out onto a limb. I was pretty sure that it was going to try to jump down on me. I thought I'd have to evade it somehow with a quick, mid-flight reflex. But the baby tiger climbed back down the tree trunk instead.

I now kind of wondered why I had been so afraid of the tigers and why I didn't just fight them directly -- if I'd even needed to fight them at all.

I was now out in some area like a concrete plaza that seemed to be surrounded by a lot of dusty areas fenced off by wood-poled fences. In the center of the plaza was a small, brick structure. It was now bright, sunny and hot.

A few women, including one who looked like a ranger from a national park I'd worked at about 10 years ago, ran into the building. They gestured for me to follow them. So I did.

The building was apparently something like an animal hospital. There were windows on all the walls. There were some stainless steel tables everywhere. Everything felt kind of dusty and abandoned. There was something like a red-leather-upholstered bed or chair, like a dentist's chair, in the center of the room. It was like the operating table.

We had all come into this room to shelter ourselves from the escaped zoo animals. We were all bracing ourselves, because apparently they were all going to converge here and attack this building, as if, for some reason, they were all out against us.

We now saw through one open door to my left the mother and baby giraffe running back. One of the women went out. I followed her. The giraffes were running back to their area, which was one of the dusty areas around the building.

The woman opened the gate for the giraffes. The giraffes went back inside. As they did, the woman cooed some kind of nice words to the giraffes about how they must have missed their home.

(I may have had another dream, right after this, that involved lions chasing me. I feel like a lot of parts of that dream may have been similar to parts of this dream. But I can't remember the dream.)

Dream #2

I was in some place like a big hallway with doors on either side. The place had a feeling like a college and a hospital. But it also felt like some kind of conference was going on. The place was full of people.

A Korean man, maybe in his mid-20s, wearing glasses and a big, puffy, grey jacket, was walking up behind me. He kept doing this weird, annoying thing where he'd walk up from behind me, edge slightly front of me, then edge back quickly, then walk up as if he were going to pass me again, then edge back again.

Finally I just threw an elbow at the man and knocked him behind me. He didn't bother me any more after that.

But now I was heading to a line for something. I saw that two Korean girls stood at the back of the line. They were really pretty. But I was afraid to walk past them. I knew they'd seen what I'd done to the guy. I thought they'd be ashamed of me for being mean to a Korean guy.

I think I walked past them, to get into the back of the line, which may now have been even longer. I walked past some thing like a tall whiteboard or length of paper or canvas stretched out on a wooden frame. I kind of had to squeeze through a small space between the canvas and the people in line.

(Side notes: I don't know why the people in my dream were Korean. I think it was because I was watching some Kim Bo Kyung videos on YouTube last night, right before I went to bed.

The annoying character of the guy kind of makes sense to me. Yesterday, I went to the Armory Show. On the walk down there, there was this girl who was following me and doing all kinds of annoying things.

I don't think she was trying to get my attention. I'm not even sure she was trying to be annoying. And she wasn't Korean. She was white. But her looks were kind of like the looks of the Korean guy in my dream.

At the show itself, there were a few groups of men and women who spoke Japanese with each other. They looked like artists, and I really wanted to talk with them. But I was way too shy. I get really shy in big crowds.

Also, the Armory Show got really crowded, which was slightly annoying. It wasn't terrible. I could deal with it. But it reminded me of the New York Anime Fest from last year, which was way overcrowded.

As I was walking back from the Armory Show, I wondered if there would be a time when the crowds at all these big events would be so overwhelming that I'd have to stop going. It made me a little upset that that was a possibility.)

Dream of March 6th, 2011

Yay! I made progress! Last night I actually had a lucid dream. (btw the dream is very weird and hard to understand at parts, and it is also sloppily written at parts)

The part of the dream I can remember the furthest back was where I was at this place with a village. At one point I was talking to either my mom or some other lady who was asking me what kind of dinosaurs the people usually were there. I said that they were either baby t-rexs or baby velociraptors, and if not they were pterodactyls. After saying that, we all changed into dinosaurs and went to the beginning of the dream. In that dream it was about these other dinosaur children bullying me. It wasn’t very interesting.

Once that part was over I somehow went to a store where they were holding some kind of game show. The people were chosen to go into two teams where the leaders were already set. I’m not sure who the left team leader was but the right one was David Bowie. They didn’t really explain the game very well and it seemed as if

people were going to the other guy’s team for some reason even though they started with David Bowie.
At one point in that chapter I somehow realized it was a dream. Once I realized this it felt as if I had opened my eyes and everything felt extremely realistic. I was so happy but then I remembered that I had to remember my dream goals. I then remembered that I wanted to have a shared dream with saltyseedog, though I didn’t quite say their name right. Instead I called out “salt-sea-dog!?” multiple times, but nobody came. So, I left the store and went into the parking lot.

Outside the sky was stormy and gray; well, not very stormy but very gray. I ran and then jumped and flew towards a road and dodged some vehicles. Once across the road I tried to fly, but every time I hit this one tree while flying I would start to sink. This started to annoy me so while I was flying I yelled “fly, fly, FLY!!!” but it didn’t really help much. Instead of flying I decided to climb the tree. Near the top of the tree was a big rock thing. I thought of flying but was too scared that I’d fall all that way.

After that I somehow got back in town and I walked by some stores. I was really angry and wanted to teleport to Hyrule or maybe the moon so I tried to imagine behind the doors would be one of those places. As I ran past the shops I pushed or broke the doors open, and when it didn’t work I just moved on. Eventually I came to a strange district where a pub was. Out of the pug came a man who told me to watch out for a conning pixie. Right after he said that a male pixie (really just a drunk with wings) came out and started talking to me, but the other guy interfered and started arguing with them. As they were talking I woke up.

I remember remembering a dream before this, but I lost it.

My uncle Se., who is not much older than me, is telling me about something. I think there may be some others of my immediate family there. We are walking along a log dark open country road. I have been here in a dream before. That dream was before I started my DJ. I am walking away from my Grandparent's Th. house. The road is emptier in dreamland than irl. He was telling me about what would happen to a group of people (any people) if they did a certain action. I don't remember what it was. I think the penalty might have been getting hit by a bus. He is telling me as if it were a mathematical theorum. I am now in a large parking lot with Se. and a large group of gradeschool students. It's as if a field trip. I'm still thinking about what he told me. There is some wandering around looking at sculpture that might be some sort of modern art. I comment on some of the sculptures to Se. I think they somehow function. An old man who looks like a janitor gets a wrench out and starts fiddling with a rocket sculpture with pipes pointing up. He cranks three of the pipes. Green gas under pressure starts streaming out of each pipe. On the third one, there is an explosion. I duck down. When I look up, nothing is exploded, but there is alot of smoke. The old man says, "Oops, must've been a coal buildup." He sticks his eye over the third pipe and starts digging in it with his finger. I think how the gas must be hurting his eye. I also find it peculiar that coal got stuck in a gas line. He eventually extracts a lump of coal and presents it proudly. The field trip group enters a nearby building that is as ridiculous as the sculptures. Inside is a kid oriented museum with little activities for them to do. It is mostly dark. I go up some stairs where it is brighter. There are less activities up here and there is a little cafe. I think at this point, Se. goes downstairs and leaves me. I have some random boy following me. He is talking to me about what Se. told me. I think I spend awhile listening.

DJ Log: March 6, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: There were a couple of previous dreams, but I have no recall of them. This one is exceptionally clear and vivid, but my recall is suffering this morning.)

I woke up (FA) to it raining really hard outside. I get up and look out the window to see flood water running down the ditch and quite a bit of water running down my driveway. There is mud and large rocks washing down the hill, across my driveway and into the road. Several cars are trying to drive by between the rocks, but some of them are getting washed away. My truck is not in my driveway. It has washed up the hill and is sitting in the ditch up from my driveway. There are a couple of county maintenance vehicles also sitting there. I can see some bright blue flashes of light from the fallen power lines shorting out.

When I woke up, it was actually raining really hard. I'm certain that the sound of the rain on the porch roof outside my bedroom window interrupted the previous dream and brought this one on. I'm certain that I was 2 seconds away from lucidity here. I was just starting to notice that my truck got moved uphill in the flood waters, but woke up too soon.

Dream #1: I was with two hardened criminals. We were in a wide entry hall past the first set of double doors. One of them I took to be some sort of mastermind. He was showing us a device that beamed intense light into multiple security cameras at once. It also had a motion tracking gun to fire on anyone who interfered.

I got the impression we had rehearsed this particular heist a few times. When we were finally set up for the real thing, straight away a guard entered the hall through a side door and the auto-tracking gun shot him in the head, killing him instantly. An alarm sounded. I said "Does your machine have a way to deal with this alarm?"

He said "No. Run." I could hear sirens in the distance as we fled the scene into the city streets. Plenty of people were noticing us as it was just before dark. The city was unfamiliar. The "mastermind" told us to dump our top layer of clothes as we entered an alley way. We each did. I noticed we were wearing a lot of stripes and scarfs.

We made our way up a fire escape and I could hear and see police lights bouncing on building walls nearby. I felt intensely stressed out. I started questioning in my mind how I allowed myself to become involved in such a terrible scheme. I thought, "Maybe this is dream?"

My partners in crime were starting to get far ahead of me by roof top. I was thinking, "If this a dream, I should just jump off this building..." I hesitated. It was a good 10-story drop. I stood on top of a metal ventilation box to launch off from. Again I paused. Then decided, may as well! And I jumped...

Immediately I sailed into the air unaffected by gravity. I was extremely relieved at first, then excited to be lucid again. I glided around the city for a while looking for what I might do next. I spotted a power plant out of the downtown area and in a rural suburb with plenty of woods nearby.

As I went to land, I noticed there was a mass of power lines blocking me. I grabbed a hold of one with each hand and had the thought, "This might electrocute me." But nothing happened. So I decided to try something. I glided around the power plant collecting as many lines as I could hold. I had dozens when I landed. I proceeded to coil them up into a braided strand by tossing them out, like one unwinds a garden hose.

Once they were thick and intertwined, I looked around at the houses in the area. None had lights on. I held my right hand up the spit ends to send power to all the houses using my right hand. A huge burst of electricity emitted from my right hand. (Straight up dark side of the force.) I was thrilled at the raw power and visual quality of this effect. I looked around at the houses. Still they had no lights on. I did it again with more intensity. Again, a massive burst of fantastic electricity arched from my right hand into the power lines. I looked up again, and all the houses were light up now. --Then I woke up.


Dream #2: (I believe this dream started almost instantly when I fell back to sleep.) I was going to pick up my girlfriend from a party. I believe I was running, but at car like speeds. When I arrived at the party I was winded and the cops were there doing sobriety checks.

I told them, "Hey, I just arrived." The lady cop said, "Yeah but did you drive sober?" I remember feeling unsure. My GF emerged from within the house and told me she was ready to leave. We were on foot so the cops let us go on the spot. We walked to a coffee shop I have never seen before. There was a good number of people sitting around. I went in for a kiss, and she said "Hey, not in public!"

My lucidity from the last dream suddenly returned. I said "Oh these people are dead." -And with that, pointed my hands and fingers outward around me. No visual electricity emerged, but everyone was struck, there blood splattered against the walls, and they slumped over dead. -My girlfriend was horrified by this display.

I said "Don't worry." And repeated the same action again. The death was reversed and everyone came back to life astonished, laughing, and looking at me intently. I told them, "Leave us alone now, go tell everyone you died and were resurrected better people than you were before." They were delighted. Formed a single file line, and left the coffee shop. I leaned over and kissed my girlfriend. --Then I woke up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! I just had one of the most memorable nights of my life. I had a terrible nightmare, which affected all other dreams. Luckily it was only a dream. The other dreams were kinda cool and even got lucid.

22.45: Sleep

05.30: R.I.P Felix
I'm out with a few guys in town. We're joking around and drinking alot. I take a piss at the curb with Henrik. He tells me about a forum in which his friend posted something. He shows me the post, it's very sad and sounds like a suicide letter.

Dream skips to the next day. I wake up. I get on facebook and check out what's going on. My friend Felix seems to be getting alot of posts for some reason and I check out his wall. Almost twenty people has liked his status, which is something about not being amongst us anymore. I realise he's dead. He killed himself last night his twin brother tells everyone. I'm horror struck, I feel like crying but I have to force the few tears to come. I must be in shock. I lock myself in my room in the house we grew up in. My aunt and her husband enters the room and I wonder where they have been. "We've been sick for weeks! As soon as one of us got better, the other one just gave the disease back" she tells me with a smile.

She's alot thinner now than before I notice. "What kind of disease was it?" I ask. "Oh just stomach flu". I hate that disease with all of my heart and I cover my mouth up. "Get away from me!" I yell and begin to sob again. I run out of the house into the rain. I sit down behind a pool covered in plastic and hold my head for a while. It hurts. After a minute or so I decide to get up and walk back in. I remember my mom telling me something. "For every smile you make, you get points". I force a smile on my face, she only wants what's best for me. My mom greets me in the living room. She starts talking about pyjamas and how we could dress up in those and run around and rescue people like super heroes. I smile again. What's wrong with me? Why can't I just deal with it and move on? It's like I've become retarded.

Dream skips. I'm out talking a walk to clear my mind. Suddenly my cellphone rings and I pick it up. "Felix cell". No way! He's dead! Or was it some tasteless joke?. I pick up. "Hello?". "Hey man, it's Felix". I am relieved to the point of tears. "I am dead, I'm calling from the other side". What the fuck? "It was all a stupid mistake, a drunken mistake" he tells me. I begin to cry. This time the tears come for real. "You guys will have to be there when they divide my stuff up, heh, my sister has already packed twenty one bags". Apparently they were going to move after what had happened. I cry even more, my whole body shakes and I'm crying out loud.

05.30: WBTB 15 minutes

06.30: Fragment
*I'm at the local pub. A few old classmates are there with me and I ask for a beer. "You can lend one" one of them tells me. "Yeah I know, I already owe you a beer from last time, my memory is pretty good" I tell him and accept the can of beer. I take a sip. "You know, my friend killed himself last night" I tell them. Everyone's quiet. "Felix... dead" I say. People don't know how to react. "Not a very fun fact, but I thought you should know incase you're wondering why I'm acting strange".

06.30: Bright lucid MILD
I'm in the back of a full bus. We take a left turn and I realise I'm dreaming. I want to get off the bus to have some fun. I push the button and I imagine the busdriver pulling the bus over at the curb. It stops and I grab a girl's breast before getting out. Perhaps she will follow and we can have some dreamsex?. The doors close and the bus takes off. I look around and it's a warm, very bright summer day. I seem to be in the middle of an intersection between two huge fields. I rub my hands to make the dream more vivid. A car goes past me. What to do? I look at the car which has almost disappeared around the corner.

I lift my hand up and the car goes up with it. I make a small pushing motion and the car flies off into the distant. Two more cars appear and I lift them up as they reach me. I shoot them out into space using both my hands, going in two different directions. Sweet, sweet power! I feel like doing something crazy. I take off all my clothes and stand there butt naked. I start peeing on the street. I hope with all my heart that my bladder isn't really emptying itself. A whole bunch of cars shows up. I count six of them as they close up, all volvo's. Time to practice multiple control! I manage to lift five of them up, but drop one. I hold the other four ten meters above ground, and I make them spin around eachother.

I release them at the same time and watch as they all crash in all directions. It's quite amazing how realistic it all looks when you don't interfere I think as one car crashes into a tree and slams into the ground, glass and debris going in all directions. I rub my hands again and turn around toward the third road. Suddenly my face feels funny, like I'm having a stroke. I can't move my mouth and my head feels heavy. Oh shit, gotta stabilize! I rub my hands and focus on the ground. "Stabilize!" I yell and begin to sing some random song. I refuse to let the dream go and soon I can stand up again. Sweet, I stabilized it. What else to do? I feel like flying. I run and jump, and it's like I've got a broken rocketpack on my back. I smack into the ground first and tumble around before I start to rise. I fly into the forest the car crashed into, I can feel pines prickling my face.

I start to feel my body and I'm moving my fingers. I decide to DEILD and lie completely still. A few seconds later I hear a loud screeching sound and wind blowing in my ears. My arms (which I'm lying on) starts to cramp. My hands and fingers starts to curl up. I ignore it all and try to visualize a mountaintop. I soon lose focus. I can see Dr. House. "Visualize! Don't just think about it!" he yells at a patient. Cuddy starts talking in Spanish. "What does it mean?" House asks. A patient had said what she repeated. "It's about their deathgod, he cursed himself" Great idea for an episode don't you think? I wake up and write down my dreams. I realise this is my second lucid tonight. I can't seem to write properly. I wake up for real. Damn FA's!

08.00: Football
I'm watching some people playing American football. Apparently this is what the guy who killed himself did before he died. I spot the guy, a friend of Henrik. Everyone's got foam on their bodies for some reason. A whistle sounds and people are about to switch sides. I stay on the defending team and try to position the ball over the small plastic holder for punting. I can't get it right and struggle with it for a long time. Some random guy walks up to me and hands me a home-made rocket. "Just connect the wire to that thing" he tells me. I put a small electric wire into a socket and the rocket takes off. It goes straight towards a building and explodes just outside of a window. I spot a small ball of shockwave going towards us, it's like something almost invisible.

09.30: Demoted
I'm with some evil girlfriend. I mean really evil. I've been sick for the past few weeks, and she hasn't let me get on DV! I am finally allowed to though, and I log in. I have been demoted! I check the chatlogs and see that PercyLucid kicked me from the chat because I had somethign called: "Matebot" or something. Weird. I check the "DG Away" thread, and people had asked alot of questions about where I was. I start to write a DJ entry about where I was and why. Stupid evil girlfriend! I wonder why the hell I allow someone so small control me so much.

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I haven't cried like that in all my adult life. Fascinating what the mind can do huh? Oh well, I'm glad I had it, even though it was very emotional at the time, it was only a dream and an amazing experience. Nightmares always are! I refused to let the nightmare be the only thing I had during the night, and even though I usually don't get lucid more than once every weekend, I felt like I deserved to become lucid after what I've gone through.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Sunday 6th March 2011
I walked in to my mum's house only to find her sifting through a curtain of coats on the wall hooks. I asked her where she was going, but I can't quite remember where she said. But for some reason, I had the feeling that she wasn't coming back.

After she left, I decided to inspect the house. It was very unkempt. Empty bottles and wrappers littered the floor. On the arm of a chair I saw a little bulldog puppy resting there; it had an air of sadness around it.

I then took my investigation upstairs. What I found was quite upsetting. There were empty packets of dog food on the ground --as well as the very empty food bowls. I then saw two puppies that were so starving that they lay on their sides in exhaustion. Their bones protruded from their skin and fur. They obviously hadn't been fed for a long time.

I rummaged through the rubbish on the floor and found an unopened packet of puppy food. Rushing downstairs, I remembered that I should also feed the bulldog puppy, which was still perched on the arm of the chair in the livingroom. Everything was so still and quiet, it was eerie.

A thought then occurred to me that I should feed Sam [My step-dad's Labrador--who is actually alive and well!] But then I remembered that he was killed by my step-dad. Meanwhile, I had reached the kitchen and looked in the cupboards for a third bowl for the bulldog puppy. The room was so dilapidated; the cupboard doors detached from their hinges; washing left undone; rubbish bags still needing to be taken out.

I grabbed the bowl and headed back into the livingroom. [This is when I was woken up by my alarm.]

There is a chance that I am pregnant, so my Mom brings out a bunch of tests for me to take. I look at the tests and I'm a bit doubtful, because the tests are so old looking. I take one and it's negative, but I really question it's effectiveness after I notice it expired in 1966. I look at the other ones, and notice another one expired in the 80s. I point this out to my Mom and she looks frustrated. I guess she decides to take me to a doctor or something because we're in the car and driving down a very familiar highway past an old building I used to always look at as a child.

As we are zooming past, I see someone I think my Mom knows, hitchhiking along the side of the road. He is dressed kind of funny, but I couldn't get a close enough look. I tell my Mom to maybe stop and go back, as her friend was looking for a ride. She looks surprised and says she didn't see anyone. We go back and pick him up, and it turns out to be Jack Sparrow from the Pirates of The Caribbean. He is very grateful for the lift, and starts spreading out all different forms of illegal drugs in front of me to pick from in a form of payment for the ride. I explain to him that I can't take any because of the possible pregnancy and the dream ends with him looking at me rather confused.

For the last 2-3 years I've had some really really nice "meetings" with an old friend from High School, in dreams. I don't know what type of dream this would be, but it's very real indeed. When I wake up, it's like thinking back when I met up with a friend at the coffeeshop - a memory of it. That's what these dreams feels like too - memories of something very real that happened during my sleep.

You see, this friend and I may sit on a bench at the harbour, looking out over the fjord/ocean and just talk. In the dream or what ever it is. I can smell the salt ocean, I hear the seagulls and the noise of cars and people in the background. Just as it would be in waken life. And we have the best conversations! It feels safe and very relaxing. There are no change in scenes or in the enviroment. Everything happens cronological, and the timeframe is the same as in waken life. 5 seconds in the dream(?) = 5 seconds in waken life. At least that's how it feels like. We always met outside for some reason.

Anyway - two nights ago we met again, and I noticed that he was more reserved in a way.. Couldn't really figure out why. The next morning I log on to Facebook and see that he has changed his status to be in a relationship. Well, good for him! I'm already happily married THIS night however, gave a end to it all. This nights meeting happened in the very early morning, the sun hasn't risen yet. It's a rainy day, and we stand on a field of gras. There's a stream just by us with so much water that it's overflowing(?), and covers some of the gras.
Anyway - he carries a smal wooden bowl and goes to the stream to get some water. While doing that, he tells me that we will not meet again. He takes my hand and we just feel how much we care about each other, while knowing that we've already chosen our paths and that we need to follow them. Then his hand, followed by the rest of his body, dissolve into water. Before I know it, the field of gras has been replaced by a classroom, and the water from him is now a little pond(?) on the floor, pulsing back and forth from a corner and out while these words are being echoed: Kept in heart, not forgotten. Kept in heart, not forgotten. As the words fades away, so does the water on the floor - until I'm left alone.

For me, this was just a absolutly fantastic closure of something very beautiful. These meetings have been something I've cherished, and they couldn't have ended in a more beautiful way. I highly appreciate these experiences and I'm very grateful. I don't feel I've lost something, rather gained.

Thank you, H.

Time: Morning
Scene: Boarding School
Plot: Wrestling
So here in the morning I had an interesting dream. Me and my family were in the Theatre Room in my school, where there is a great stage.
We were sitting on first row, and a table with 3 judges (kinda like idol/x factor) were in the side.
Now the game begun. First 2 of my cousins and my uncle had to fight with the 3 judges and my other uncle and aunt.
Next up came my cousin (age 6), his father and his sister vs some unknown people.
Now came the last round, where my two cousins Christian and Martin had to fight. First they wanted me to come with them, but I said "I know no moves, and know not the rules!".
Then they went backstage without me, one man short, the judge then came over to me, and asked if I wasn't going to participate. I repeated "I know no moves, and know not the rules! Wouldn't it be better without me?" Then the speaker came "The three teachers are in their cells, but this young boy, is on a quest for knowledge, he knows no rules in this game, but he will soon learn!" And I knew that was the cue for me to get backstage and get in the game.
As he said the "teachers are in their cells", a lightning show made three silhouettes of cells show up on the wall with shadows of men behind them, you remember we were on my school .
Anyway, I went backstage where my cousins were awaiting, and as the bell rung we ran towards the stage, and saw our opponents. Before we started fighting however, I woke up.
By the way, there was no actual fighting in any of the rounds, my brain skipped those parts, and went straight to the next round, without proclaiming a winner.

I had a pretty bizarre dream. There were fluffy creatures who ended up in our world. At first I was scared, but it turned out they just got lost and meant us no harm. I decided to take the one back that I'd found. It was a fluffy white creature, that looked a lot like an owl! But wasn't quite!

The scene changed then, and I became a boy! (How my dream self didn't think that was odd, and go lucid was strange, lol!) I brought the creature to a room. It told me that was the place it had to go, but upon walking in I realised this was a place unusual animals were killed! I was really fond of it, and just wanted it to stay with me. I told the creature what would happen if it stayed here. Just as I did the door opened. The guy looked really smug, probably thinking: "Another creature has been caught!" But I refused to hand it over, and ran out!

I'm not quite sure how I slipped past the guy in the doorway, but I somehow managed it! I held the creature protectively, not knowing who to trust anymore. I just started running! It didn't take long until there were three people chasing after me, but I kept running. Soon enough I came across a dead end. It was a hunter's home. Two guys with guns were dragging an animal corpse! I realised it wouldn't be long until those guys caught up with me, and sure enough they appeared! I turned, not looking in their eyes, saying: "I give up.." That seemed to pleased them, for they started on their way.

They weren't very careful though, because they were just walking in front of me. This gave me a shot at escaping. I slipped behind a hill, keeping my arms wrapped around the creature. Once they noticed I was no longer behind them they thought I'd gone back to the hunter area, so ran back that way. Once certain they were out of view I chose the mountain path and ran as fast as I could go!

I came across water, and these strangers seemed to know of my situation. They gave us a disguise, and opted to walk with us. We were so grateful! Feeling certain those guys wouldn't realise it was us, with so many people around us. However, they saw right through my disguise! At that time I felt all was lost, that I wasn't able to protect my little friend. At that point the three guys who had been chasing us suddenly had handcuffs around their wrists.

It turned out they were convicts, and the people who gave us the disguise were police! I was so relieved for I got to keep my little friend!

First Dream I'm a character in a book that I've recently re-read; Vivian from Blood and Chocolate. She's a werewolf, or, I am in the dream. I'm with a group of people in some kind of wild refugee, in human form. I cross a small creek where wolves reside on the other side. I am affectionate with them shortly before returning to the side of the creek where the people are. One girl approaches me and spits at my feet, she calls me a dirty dog. Enraged, I push her and call her a piece of meat. I hit her and claw at her until she falls into the creek. My girlskin is shed and I am a werewolf at this point.

Second Dream I am in a lavish vintage manor, it is night, and there are armies of all time periods gathering about. I'm one of them, but I cannot tell who I represent. A general asks for me to be seen by somebody, and it is a very urgent matter. I know who I am about to see, which is Adolf Hitler, and I can feel myself conscious now. I telepathically tell my allies to follow me, so we can kill him. (Valkyrie much? lol)

When we get into the room where I'm supposed to meet him, I find a long table with food covering it completely. Hitler is seated at the end of the table and he laughs at me gently, like he knows me, and tells me to be proper. I only salute him and sit at the opposite end of the table. Two men sit beside me, and we quietly discuss our strategy of taking him out. A butler serves us coffee in pretty china, but the coffee looks like melted chocolate ice-cream. I know it's poisoned, so I silently tell my friends with my thoughts to not drink or eat anything. One of them does not heed my warning and dies from eating and drinking. Nobody seems to notice that he's dead.

When Hitler proposes a toast in my name, I stand to make my move. Suddenly, he isn't in the room anymore. The walls disappear and arrows are flying at us slowly. I slow them down more, almost completely and then I wake.

Thoughts & Stuff For the most part, I'm a very conservative person. So I tend to bottle up the wild side of me, especially my anger. If I can't express it in life, I've noticed that I do express it very often in my dreams. The first dream was not lucid, where the second, was. And if it makes any difference, I will admit that I used to be a very violent-intrigued person, like many other typical Americans lol. But I'm somewhat of a pacifist now, or at least, I aim to be. If you would like to share some insight, feel free.

here is the dream I had last night.

I was in a hospital room. Jen Ledger was standing next to the bed, crying her eyes out. I looked over and saw Ben Kasica laying there, pale as a ghost. Jen was clutching his hand, begging him to wake up. He had been in a coma. She put her hands on his face and cried, he stayed still. Suddenly the moniter was like this -------------------------------- BEEEEEPPPPPP. Jen cried out and the dream went fuzzy and I woke up. (the song Comatose was playing....)


dream 2:
I was at a concert. I was up on stage with John, Korey, and Jen. Ben was still gone... We played some songs before I woke up... SADFACE SADFACE!!!

Dream 1: I find myself at my mother's house and shes smoking some cannabis out of a really pretty looking bong. I'm shocked but instead of becoming lucid I proceed to believe she must be using it for medicinal purposes. Apparently it's her first time though and she explodes into laughter and passes me the bong. I ask her if she's sure I should be smoking with her and she continues laughing and insists. I take a hit and immediately get high, this is one of those dreams where I've smoked cannabis and felt exactly as I would if I smoked it in RL, where as in other dreams the high is very odd and unfamiliar. We share some stories while passing the bong a few times and we connected in ways I'd never imagine possible between us, it was a very nice bonding experience.

Dream 2: I'm sitting on the trunk of my brother's car and I'm taking huge drags out of a cigarette while he talks to me. I hate cigarettes and can't figure out why I'm smoking it in the first place, but I take another drag anyway. I can't remember what we talked about but I remember how nice it felt to be chilling outside on a nice breezy night, it was very realistic.

Dream 3: I'm watching my friend take a ziplock bag out of her backpack and upon closer inspection I see 4-5 large clusters and crystals of DMT. I'm amazed that she had so much and having never done it myself, but having looked forward to doing so, I was very eager to act cool until she offered me some. She lit up and as she was doing so I recall saying "When you feel like you can't take anymore, make sure to take one more hit! Have fun in hyperspace!" She gives me a look like while she takes another hit and I say "Oh and it tastes like burnt plastic I hear, I bet it's harsh huh?" She nods and laughs, making her cough out all the smoke as she giggles. She zones out and I can tell she blasted off. I sit there patiently but also really wanting to take just a tiny piece. Surely she wouldn't notice. No I'm better than that. But it's DMT! She opens her eyes, back from her trip, and just as she's about to talk I wake up.