non-lucid

I am in a similar building but this time the walls and floor are a shiny smooth
tan color. I am dressed up for something ( white button down shirt and black
dress-pants, no tie ) I leave the building from an exit in the room and come to
a parking lot. It is midday and sunny and everything has that golden sunbathed
color. I go over to the lot across the street. I am sweating profusely so I take off
my shirt. For some reason unknown to me I threw it in the back of 90's looking
dark green car. I went into a building at the other end of the lot and found it to
be some sort of changing room. I put on a cooler shirt and splashed water on my
face from the sink. I then exited the building intending to go get my white shirt.
I find the car, it is still there but there is a person in it. He has the appearance of
a person I know in real life but this is not that person. I come to the window and
explain that I left my shirt in the back of his car and ask if I could please have it.
He says "sure". He reaches over but instead of pulling out a shirt, he pulls a out
an assault rifle and holds the barrel to my chest. I then notice the car is filled with
a myriad of different firearms that I swear were not there before. I tell him that
I don't want any trouble and he tells me to leave. I, naturally, complied. I go back
into the first building and I remember thinking what I'm going to do without a
formal shirt. After this thought, the dream ended.

I am in some building. I walk around going up and down the steps and
it appears to be some sort of school. the walls are "carpeted" as some places
have and the floor is shiny and hard, maybe a dark green or black. the wall
is a light blue/denim color. I go up the stairs and find myself in a room that
looks like its for concert band rehearsals. This room has a light pale-blue
carpet and the same walls as the hallway. My brother is there standing in the
center of the room. We start talking and it somehow comes to a solo I had in
'08. He says something about my friend PJ possibly being better suited for it
which is understandable as I had only been playing saxophone for a few months.
I argued the point but woke soon after.
I then fall back asleep attempting to go into the same dream ( DEILD )
but I fail to go lucid and go into 2011-01-12.2...

I am in a store in a shopping mall. The store is run by my best friend's dad.
There are many isles of pegs and merchandise. I am with my friend and we
are talking about something of which I do not recall. Eventually, it gets to
midnight and my friend's dad tells me to go home. Instead, I stay in the store
with my friend and his dad leaves. I fall asleep hanging with my friend and
wake up at about 8:00 in the morning. At 8:30 my friends dad comes back
to "Open up" even though the store was never locked. And, to avoid him
knowing I had been there the entire night, I had to hide being shelves and
slowly sneak past to get out of the store. I reach the end and round the corner
unnoticed. I am walking through the mall and I get a call from one of my
friends from college. We meet up in the mall and decide to get something to
eat from one of the shops. We get some of those glazed nuts and continue
walking. We sit down for a minute and start talking. The next thing I know,
we're still sitting but not in the mall anymore. We are on the side of road
where my best friend and I live. We get up and start walking in the direction
of my house but the dream ends a few seconds later.

Jan. 12-13*
I dreamed at was at work. We ha our corporate officials come in to inspect our store and grade us on our performance and how good our store looked. The lead person in charge was a lady that was a little bigger...which is odd because in waking life the person in charge is a slinder man. I messed up just a little in the begining of the dream and did something out of place. Later on though I began to gain favor with the people in harge as they checked out our store. I was a very nerve racking experience in my dream. I don't very well remember most of the dream just those highlighted parts. *

1/13/11

1- Failed Planning
I have gone to take the SAT, and for some strange reason Mitchell, my friend's ex-obsessionboyfriend, is with me. He is supposed to be taking the test, too, and my mother is going to pay the fee for him. However, his name does not seem to be on the list. "Can't you just print him off an answer document?" My mom asks the lady.

"Did you even sign up for this, or were you just planning to take it on a whim?" I ask Mitchell in annoyance.

"Sign up?"

I try to explain to my mother that he didn't sign up and that no, they CAN'T just print off an answer document because the College Board deals with that and they would need all of his information. She refuses to listen to me and keeps arguing. I glare at Mitchell, who still does not appear to know what's going on.

Later, he has somehow angered a mob of crazed tourists. I learn that there is some sort of zombie virus outbreak, and that he has tricked the tourists into giving them these tickets that are used to gain passage into a zombie free zone. I snatch the tickets away from him after I chase off the mob. "Why did you take all these in the first place?"

"I needed them for autographs!" Oh my god, what an idiot, I think in disgust.

"Autographs? What the hell are you talking about?" I notice that all of the tickets have the initials RL scrawled on the back of them.

((Also, it seemed like Samael was involved in the whole ordeal, but I can't remember how.))

2- Street Punks
I am riding the school bus, and for some reason my dad is sharing the seat with me and this other girl. She asks my dad why he's coming to school with me. I suddenly wonder the same. What in the world is he doing on the bus? Without learning the answer, we arrive at school and I wander down the hallway. What class am I supposed to go to...? Something is wrong with my memory. I end up at my AP United States History class. "Oh yeah, I have APUSH first period," I remind myself.

But where is all my stuff? Is it in my locker? I go to my locker and find that someone else's stuff is there. "Did we have a locker change again?" I ask a nearby student.

"Yeah, it's really annoying when they do that. Should have waited 'till the next semester."

I remember that my alternate locker number is on my schedule... which is in my locker. Great. ((BTW, there is no such thing as a locker change or an alternate locker number. Yet another false memory.))

I go to the office and find a bunch of band students playing jingle bells very unenthusiastically to a tall, official looking lady. They finish as I enter the room, and she claps happily. I hesitantly approach the lady. "Um, I don't know if you're the right person to ask for this... What is my new locker number?"

"You're number 18," she says cheerily, without even looking at a list. "I placed you myself. See, we try to position everyone based on their abilities."

"Okay... 18. Thanks." How does she know who I am? What abilities? I mull the question over and walk out the wrong door. I get it right on my second try. "Great," I say to myself, embarrassed, "I definitely have 'special' abilities, alright."

At that point I "wake up" in my car, pouring sweat. Ugh it's so hot in here... I look around and note that I'm in the student parking lot. Weird... I don't think we even have school today. Was I sleep driving? I'd better call my mom and let her know where....

My thoughts trail off as I RC and become lucid. All worries assuaged, I observe my surroundings. It is sunny, and though the parking lot is empty, there are people walking everywhere. I happily get out of the car and decide to go on a walk. No telling what might develop along the way.

It isn't long before I come upon a gang of boys who are playing with a yoyo. The youngest (who is about 10) accidentally slams it on the ground and breaks it. "Oh no," he moans. "If Carlos finds out about this, he'll kill all of us." I notice what is in my hand at the same time they do. One of those rubber yoyo's with the flashing lights inside of it. Well, then...

I break into a run, and they all jump on motorcycles and come after me. I'm fast, but they're faster. I make it to a bridge several miles from my house before they catch up with me. Well, I gave them a chance. They chose not to take it.

With an evil grin, I leap into the air just before the bikes would have run me over. They skid to a halt and glare up at me, unfazed by my unnatural performance. I am suddenly hurdling through the air directly at the largest gang member. My foot slams into his chest with enough force to knock him off the bridge to his death. NOW they look appropriately frightened. I make short work of the others. Now only the youngest is left. I do not intend to kill him at first, but then he holds one of his dead comrades in front of him as a shield. This angers me. "Stupid street punk!" I yell as I beat the life out of him.

3- Playing with Energy
I am listening in to the Elders' meeting without their knowledge.

"What? The youngest son of the Uria clan has run off?"

"He is a disgrace to his family."

"What of the eldest?"

"Her position in this matter is unknown. When asked about it, she merely said, 'These things happen.'"

I roll my eyes and place the headphones back on the table. Stupid old bags. Is it really so difficult to understand why my brother ran off?

My uncle walks in the room, and I look as innocent and meek as possible as he goes into his usual speech of upholding the family values, blah blah blah, and I'd better not end up like my "wretch of a brother."

At this point, I RC and become lucid, exiting the role of this Uria character.

I go to the back door and walk outside, thinking about the Queen (yet again) and wondering if I should try to contact her. I am still contemplating this when I look up and notice Sadie sitting nearby with two other cats. One of them seems to be massaging the other's shoulders. At first they look similar to cats I'd previously owned, but then they change slightly and I no longer recognize them.

The one who had been getting the massage runs over to me and bites my hand affectionately. I pet her and ask her what her name is. No answer. "Come on, you can tell me." She still doesn't answer. I look at her black and white companion. "Hey, cat. I know that's not your name, so speak and tell me what it is." No answer. "Sadie?" Sadie turns up her tail and ignores me. "Hmph. Fine, be that way." I ask the cat that I'm petting one more time what her name is, and I hear my stepdad's voice behind me say "Betty."

"Betty?"

"Yeah, that's her name."

He and my brother walk up and start horseplaying. I notice that whenever my brother goes to throw a punch, I can see his energy fly from his hand and hit Chris before the physical impact. "That's interesting," I say. Chris takes some of Steven's energy in his hand and forms it into a ball, then throws it at me. "Ow!" That really hurt. He throws another one, but this time I catch it and examine it closely. I let my own energy flow into it; the ball goes from being clear to swirling with black and purple energy. "Interesting," I say again. I throw the ball at Chris. At first it sticks to my hand and absorbs back into me, but I make a new ball of my own and throw it. I have terrible aim; it lands several feet away and creates a mini explosion.

I notice it's getting dark out, which is a good indication that the dream is getting unstable. I wake up before I can do anything about it.

4- Canoeing
I am watching from above as PJ and a few other people are canoeing in a beautiful wide river surrounded by an evergreen forest. The dream tells me that this is in Detroit, Michigan or maybe Delaware, I can't remember which. I know it started with a D.

My dreams were long and vivid and I spent awhile in hypnagogia, flying down suburban streets with old dilapidated houses. But my dream recall upon waking lately has been awful for some reason, even though I spend time recalling my dreams just after having them to insure better recall upon waking. For some reason I keep forgetting anyway.

The first dream I really remember involved a classroom situation. We were in lab, but it was several times larger than a normal lab. Somehow I managed to break some glassware and a piece of glass got lodged in the cuticle of my right hand. I remember walking around the classroom with my middle finger covered in blood, and for some reason I wasn't doing anything about it. I remember using tweezers to extract the glass chunks from the nail bed, and after wards there were chunks missing from my finger. It was actually rather gruesome and I remember thinking how unfortunate it was that I was going to have this ugly damaged finger forever.

I went over to a sink to rinse off the blood and when I turned the faucet instead of water this thick yellow vapor sprayed out into the room. It was a caustic, noxious gas...and I remember thinking something in my head about sulfuric chloride gas, although I was obviously getting mixed up between sulfuric and hydrochloric acid. Anyways, this gas set off some sort of alarm and caused everyone's faucets to start emitting this same gas like some kind of chain reaction. People were dropping and like flies and the professor was trying to evacuate everyone. I just remember feeling really stupid because I had caused it to happen, but I was just trying to escape the gas as well which I could feel burning my eyes and lungs.

The dream sort of transitioned into this other dream involving, once again, the guy from Ink for some reason. Except in this dream he was actually my cousin's ex husband. Thinking about it now, I can sort of see the similarity between the two and can understand how my mind might have connected them. In the dream he was this important executive running some advertising company, and he had asked for my help in doing some design work for him. I remember hearing his voice, just like the guy from the movie, and it was so calm and soothing...and somehow also seductive. There was a lot going on in this dream, but it gets pretty mixed up. My cousin and sister were there at some point. At another point me and him were in my old dorm room having sex and I remember feeling guilty because somehow in the dream he was still married to my cousin. Even though he told me they were divorced. Anyways...typical weird dream. Wish I could recall better.

Dream - Lucid

I MILDed again!

I just used my mantra of "I will become lucid" and also said "I will reality check" a couple of times. Yay! I'm glad I found a method that works. Thanks, Matte!

I was at my house. Some mini leprechaun guy, I think it was supposed to be a guy I know in waking life named Jonni, killed my friend/coworker Virginia in her sleep at her apartment. He was very smart, so there's no way she or anyone could elude him, even if the attack was known about in advance. I was terrified this would happen to me, and my parents were at a movie. I was home alone, and it was getting late. I tried to call my mom and she said they'd be home soon. I fell asleep and woke up quite a few times, each time with a wave of terror upon waking. I called my mom a few more times. I fell asleep and woke up again, and my mom was home, working in her office. It was midnight. I went over to her and told her how scared I was. She seemed annoyed and told me she could just give me a Xanax and lay there with me until I fell asleep, but she truthfully hated doing that for my dad. She said if I didn't fall asleep, she wouldn't do it. I got excited and told her I promised I'd fall asleep. I thought to myself even if I didn't fall asleep, I could pretend so she wouldn't leave.

~

I had another dream, but I swore I'd remember it and didn't write it down. Guess what? I forgot it. I fell asleep and woke up again, and decided to MILD. I did my mantras until I fell asleep.

~

I was in an episode of Family Guy. The story was about how one of the characters met his wife. It wasn't a very funny episode though. We were on a bus going to basic training for the military. I was sitting with a younger version of Peter. He pulled out a bag of pot mixed with cocaine, and said we could just do the coke off our fingers. I really didn't want to do that. He had just pulled it out, opened it, and stared at it for awhile.

We got to basic training. It was nighttime outside. We walked through the grass to a screened-in shed that had many seats in front of a stage-type thing with a podium on it for a speaker. We were supposed to listen to someone talk, but they weren't there yet. I smoked a cigarette with Peter. We saw the girl that one of the characters was supposed to meet. She was a cartoon with long, brown, wavy hair and she was dressed all in blue. She smiled flirtatiously as she flipped her hair. Peter's voice came on in the background to say something like "And there she was.".

The speaker finally came, a big black woman, and we all sat in the chairs. We listened to her talk, and she told us that we had to get up at 5 A.M. every day because one of the people in charge had to get up that early. I thought that was a little ridiculous, but it was the military, so I didn't argue. We were dismissed. I took Peter's hand and he offered me a cigarette. I took one, and he lit mine off of his. We walked past this little area where there were big rocks surrounding a tree in a semi circle. Morrie from Tuesdays With Morrie was there, all cartoonified. Him and Peter made some sort of joke, and we kept walking. We went into another little screened-in shed. There was a big banner lying on a table to welcome us. A big rainbow appeared on the banner. I thought it was very sarcastic sounding, since it was welcoming us to the military.

Wait what? Rainbows don't just appear on banners. I was dreaming! I knew the dream was almost over, but I examined my hands anyway to induce clarity. Things kept fading, but I finally stabilized them a bit. I did an RC. There was a chalkboard/marker board in the room. It had an orange spiral drawn on it with text inside of it. There were little stick people drawn off to the side. I glanced away and looked back. The text had changed, and the spiral was smaller. I floated up through the ceiling and ended up inside my family's bonus room. I could feel that I was going to wake up any minute, so I quickly thought of something I could do in a short amount of time. I decided to fly through space, if only for a minute. I took off through the ceiling and I was in space! It was beautiful. There were purpleish-blue stars everywhere, and I saw an orange galaxy off in the distance. It was amazing. It only lasted a few seconds though, before it started to fade to black.

"Each time we face our fear, we gain strength, courage, and confidence in the doing."
Anonymous

I was at my school, and I was carrying my baby cousin. She was having a fit and completely freaking out, so I put her in her stroller.
Time skip.
I was in a hallway at the school, and my mother was there. She told me to go outside to the car to assist my father with carrying some things. I had my sweater on, so I knew I'd be warm enough. I walked over to the doors and was about to go outside to the parking lot, when I realized that I didn't have my shoes. I went back to where my mother was to get them, but she began to scold me for not helping, claiming that everything had been brought inside already. I angrily put on my shoes and went outside. I jumped on the ground and slid on the ice on my belly. It was jolly good fun, but I stopped because I didn't want to dirty my sweater.
I walked over to the car where my father was working on his computer. I began talking to him though the window.
"Can I help carry anything?" I asked. I noticed some gross-looking bugs on the outside of the car.
"Everything has been brought in except a couple things that Ill get."
"I'll carry them."
"Why?"
"Well, because I didn't help out earlier and I desired to make reparations for my lack of assistance, and THAT BUG IS CREEPING ME OUT!"
On the car was an ant and a "tomato spider," as I called it (see image below). They both had a bunch of little white grub-like things attached to them, parasites I expected. The ant was big, but worse was the tomato spider. It had a gross red body and long legs, and a fuzzy tail. It fell off the car and I jumped back. I began to stomp on it, but every time I tried to kill it, it didn't die. I stomped again and again, but it still lived.
I went into panic mode. I was freaking out. I hate bugs, and they are one of my biggest fears. I began to flail, and I almost hit a nice young lady in my panic. My father kept telling me to calm down, but I just couldn't. Now while that damn spider still lived. I stomped again, and again, and again. Finally, I threw a napkin on it and stomped again. Finally, I woke up.
This one scared the feces out of me. I am so afraid of bugs, for no reason. I think this one counted as more of a nightmare than the last one, because while roaches are just gross, big red spiders are frightening.

This thing is awful. Actual size.

I'm skating down the interstate on roller blades. There were a few motorcycles that I was keeping up with until I came to an exit. I got off and I was trying to find my way around this place. I ended up going across of railroad tracks. I think I was just looking for a good spot to skate. I ended up going trough a crap load of huge rose bushes, and some guy on skates was also following me.

I saw my two brothers, and one of them let me hold their fishing pole, and I started fishing at this ditch, and immediately had a few hits. On the third cast, I pulled up as soon as I felt a tug and started reeling it in. A crowd showed up, and they were trying to critique my technique. My brother was thinking that maybe it could have been a junk fish. I continued reeling, and eventually I pulled out this crystal clear looking bass. One of the random dc's held it up for a second and said that was the first fish he ever saw caught in person. I tossed it back, and we hopped in the car.

We were all smoking and my brother said something about how we were going to get 5000 for something we did. We ended up going to some part of town that seemed familiar, but now that I think about it, I don't know where it was, maybe a dream?


sidenote: starting to wake up after each of my dreams now.

Ninja9578 was asking me my opinion on Alex's DJ. I told him that it started out being just a regular journal, and then it became a journey into ones subconsciousness. I was looking at the DJ on paper in my house, but I don't know where they were...maybe on the internet.

12.01.2011

Odd meditation and healing facility (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Three dreams for today.

Third:

I arrived to a place, next to the beach were people was doing some weird meditation and healing. People were laying down on the ground and they were covered by water. After a while, they would loose consciousness due some weird gasses the water had. Then, the healing process started.

I though myself it was going to be a great place to Astral Project and I decided to sign up. After a while waiting, a guy told me to sign up and to get into a swimsuit. I started to search for a swimsuit in a bag, but I realized I already had one. I found some boxers inside my bag. One of them had music and hearts painted all around. I found a few dirty ones as well.

I laid down and the ground was wet. I asked the guy if this was a good Astral Projection aid. He told me it was not, that I only would archive blurry vision. I laid down again and tried to get comfortable, but there were some iron chairs on the way and I was not happy.

I had some sort of Christmas tree, but about one feet tall. I had to place that tree on my head, or at least it was what I thought. I asked a lady who was next to me. She told me I had to open the tree. I pushed a button and the tree inflated like a balloon. It said a noise something like, "wouldooooooo" I found some balloons by the tree and I had to remove them. After I while, I had a like a blue mat with holes. I was supposed to place those mats on me and they would soak up sun's energy and transfer it to my chakras.

I woke up.

Missed dream signs:
- The whole dream was odd.

12.01.2011

Two level soccer game. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Three dreams for today.

First:

I was playing soccer with my wife and four or five other dream characters. I was having a lot of fun and enjoying the game. I was playing as a goalkeeper but I made a few runs as well.

We were playing on pavement and I noticed a huge pothole that was filled with water. We were playing like in a two level field, it was hard to explain.

There was a moment that I grabbed the ball and ran to the opponent's goal. There were no one trying to steal the ball from me, so I scored a goal.

Missed dream signs:
- The soccer field was weird.

(Nap)
I met Mariah Carey in my dream. The song "Touch My Body" was in the backround. o.O! She was very, very nice. We talked alot and she made me laugh. [ Fragment ]
Dream #1, Nap
Our school is doing the Baby Think It Over program. (A baby simulator) and I chose the alternative assignment, in real life (the research paper, five pages!) But like in real life, in the dream I really, really wanted the baby, but it was too embarassing to carry around all day. Mrs. Smith showed us a a new "baby" she got and it was sooooo adorable. I fell in love with her. She was a white, little girl with big, brown eyes and a pink/white outfit. Her body was soooo small but cute. "Mrs. Smith, can I take home the baby, instead?" I asked as she said yes. "Yay! Can I have another copy of the permission slip, too since I lost it?" She said yes, but I knew she lost it because I turned it in, already! -__-
Then, we were schedueling the baby and I woke up.

I had a bunch of dreams last night, but I can hardly remember those. Well, here is 1 I remember.


(Non-Lucid)
I was at my grandma's house. I was sitting on her couch and I had some sort of candy bar. It had chocolate and caramel. (NOMNOM) I sat it on the couch and it melted. My grandma told me to clean it up so I started to wash my forehead(?!?!?!). Then she said thanks and I woke up....................

Oh, here is a fragment from a few days ago:
I was with some mystical cat-like creatures. That's it.

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1/11/11
Nonlucid
I was waking up in a hotel bed. I didn’t know where I was but I was still sleepy and maybe I just needed to wake up a bit. I noticed a woman was in the room with me but was not seen. I looked outside the wide balcony window and saw a large beach. The beach was unusually wide from the shore back to the hotel where I was. It was so wide I could not see the waves for the bump of the beach’s overall shape. I saw a tall tower on the beach that looked like a scaffold covered in black clothe. There was a horn blast from the area like an air horn. I focused on the area more and my vision zoomed to the area much closer. There was another horn blast and a silver fireworks stream shot up into the sky not too high. The firework did a circle in the sky and then fell to the ground, several fireworks circled or spiraled up into the air like this as I watched. I remember hoping no one was hit by the falling still sparkling fireworks but they always fell between people.