non-lucid

I find it odd that my dreams are becoming more and more confusing. It's almost like a Salvador Dali painting.

As usual I don't know very well where it started. It remember I was, once again, travelling somewhere. I believe I was climbing a mountain similar to one I climbed some years ago, but I'm not sure if it really exists or if it's just a product of my imagination.
The landscape consisted in a lot of underbrush (I don't know if this is the right word to describe it) and was very dry.

Now comes the weird part. I'm in some sort of hut, Vietnam style. Very rustic. No electricity.
I remember I was in a mixture of living room, bathroom and music studio. In there was my father, a friend of mine called Joao D, and although I don't remember the picture, I have the feeling my mother was present in some other room.

I recall I was jamming with some sort of string instrument, and Joao D was playing music from a portuguese band I appreciate, called Men Eater. I remember I told him I only like one song called Lisboa and he became very confused because he told me that song was one of the weakest in his repertoire. He stated that he composed much better than that, and with that I reasoned he was insinuating I didn't know shit about music. I remember I became angry and went to take a bath. I turn the shower on, and suddenly I noticed my new 2 week laptop was at the bottom of the shower and would break down with the water. I even remember the letters in it: Asus EEE 4000H

Next, I wake up on the top of a similar mountain. I was sleeping on a rock near a huge precipice/abyss. I stood still looking at the horizon and saw some buildings far away. I thought it was Porto city, at the North of my country. I only been there once, but I knew it was a little bit different.
I stood up and started walking away. Then, I started to watch myself in the 3rd person as if I'm in a movie. Kind of similar to my last dream. The thing is that, now I'm a very old guy dressed with a lot of old stained rags.
I notice some kids like 100 yards from me, and went there to talk to them. Suddenly they start to attack me, shoving their small bodies against me, using bricks. I thought it was really odd, but then another old guy appears in front of me. I looked at him, as if he was my father, but he looked like Hannibal from the A-Team.



He told me the end was near and that we had to continue our mission. Then I woke up with my alarm clock. Unfortunately I forgot a lot of my dream, since I was in a hurry and didn't had time to write my dream.

01/05/2011

Demonic Markings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was earlier in the night, so I don't remember most of it. I do remember being outside, talking with some other guy about these intricate patterns on the ground in front of us. They seemed to be part of some video game / mini game, though I don't remember the details. I remember being paranoid and worried because the patterns would change instantly when I "changed the difficulty setting" (Don't ask, I don't know. xD), but I was the only one who noticed the change. I could change them around other people and they would be completely oblivious to the fact there was any change at all! One other thing I don't know where to put: At one point the patterns looked like they were laid out with garden hose, and at another point they looked burned into the ground.

There's some dream content I can't remember, then I remember hopping in the shower. This was a big shower like we have up on campus. I feel my head and realize that I have a headache, and I'm bleeding from somwhere on my head. My stomach was already feeling uneasy, but seeing my head bleeding caused bile to creep up my throat. It was at this point that I woke up.

Two interesting things of note. The first is that though my head felt perfectly fine when I woke up, my stomach was grumbling somewhat. I'd eaten too much before going to bed. So I sat up for a few minutes, sipped some water, and went back to sleep. The other thing is that some details were surprisingly vivid compared to others. The pain and acidic bile were very realistic, and my thought patterns within the dream at that point seemed reasonably clear. But I can't remember whether the shower was even running, whether I was still wearing clothes, etc. Nevermind the first part of the dream, all of that is hazy.

Dream - Lucid

I can only recall 3 short dreams from last night...I've been having a lot of trouble staying asleep, I think it's because I've been crashing on my rents' living room couch. I'll have my own room again tonight, so maybe that will help with my sleeping and dreaming...the living room is NOT ideal for that kind of thing (people walking around, coming downstairs at the asscrack of dawn, etc. etc...).

Anyway, here's what I can recall.

I started dating my friend JS. I was at work, and I was talking about my new boyfriend to whoever I was working with. They asked me who it was, and I said that I'd point him out when he came in. He finally came in, and wasn't wearing a shirt. Now, I'm sitting at a computer desk, but I'm still at work (I work in a coffee shop). JS comes up behind me and starts to massage my shoulders.
"You're dating JS?", my coworker queries. She sounded very surprised. Then, I was talking to JS about his friends, and about how much support he has from them. I started naming them off to him. I then asked JS what my work schedule was, because he was in charge of scheduling, even though he didn't work there.

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A girl I work with, L, was working in my fam's kitchen, but it was supposed to be the coffee shop. She had 2 kids. One of her daughters was in there. She had the most beautiful, long, wavy/curly brown hair I've ever seen. It reminded me of a hairstyle that Princess Leia from Star Wars would sport. Anyway, the daughter was about 16 years old.

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My brother and I were playing hide and seek in my apartment with my dad and my brother's friend. We kept hiding in the same place, which was behind my bed. My dad was the seeker. Dad kept finding me, and I was angry at him for some reason. The last time we played, I bunched up the covers on my bed so it would look like I was hiding under them. Blake's friend found Blake first. It was like they had rehearsed it, so dad wouldn't find me. They high-fived one another. Dad said that he had thought I was under the covers.

EDIT: Remembered a fragment.

I drank the airplane shooter of peppermint shnapps I got from a customer at work, and was surprised that it was gone so quickly.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! Got another lucid last night, but it was so short! I lost my lucidity and the dream continued on. Could have been a very cool one though. Anyways, the "2011 Dream Recall Challenge" has really spurred my recall it seems. I know it's because I've been sleeping so much, but it makes me more motivated.

03.30: Sleep

08.00: LAN
I'm at a large LAN party. My friends are at their computers and there are a few more guys there. We're all about to play some game like Civilization but two of the computers have frozen. I take a look at one of them. "Can't you just tab out?" I ask. Obviously it's just the screen that has frozen. "No, it's a virus" one of them tells me. I sigh and tell everyone to start the game. "Alright, the challenge is to build a penis shaped village" I say and laugh. No one seems to find this weird at all... They all start building the tip of the thing on a mountain with buildings that are all shadows. I spot someone doing it wrong. "No! You need to make it more round, and don't build across like that" I instruct.

08.00: Fragment
*I'm running around in a town similar to those of Assassins Creed. I see my character in third person and I'm being chased. More than ten people show up and I try to escape them by dodging to the left and right. They are too many though and they soon catch me. They beat the living shit out of me with sticks while I stand up and I fall down all limp and bloody.

08.00-08.30: WBTB

9.30: Counter strike MILD
I'm with my friend Eric. We're playing Counter Strike and it's in first person mode. We buy all our weapons and our team takes the elevator down a level. We take the other one but we go up instead of down. I realise I'm dreaming. I stop the elevator and tell Eric we're not going up. I push the button to go down again. "Don't do anything, the elevator is tricky in dreams" I tell him as I hope the elevator won't get stuck. It feels smaller and I touch all the walls with my hands to stabilize. The elevator isn't going fast but after a while we reach the first floor again and we get out. I look around and spot a dark door and try to open it.

I lose my lucidity. We break down the door and end up in a huge, dusky warehouse. There's old stuff lying around everywhere and I tell Eric he needs to equip his gun. I give him a bag with an MP5 in it. He won't take it. "Fuck's sake! Take the damn gun!" I tell him angrily and shove it into his arms. I give him two clips of ammo aswell. My brother Martin and two of his friends are in that warehouse I see. They start shooting at us with BB guns. Eric starts shooting back and I keep close. We walk through the place.

I throw a pair of protective eye wear to him. I run away from the battle to a table. I need to fill my clips with bullets and gas. I spot my friend Henrik next to me. "If you shoot me I'll fucking punch you in the face" I tell him. He tells me he won't as he's shooting Eric instead. Everyone laughs as Eric goes down. "We are using sour cream as a propellant" Henrik tells me.

10.45: FA
I wake up and look at my clock. "14.15" It's almost dark outside. "Oh shit... I'm exhausted and it's already this late..." I think.

10.45: Blind date dinner
I'm at my friend G's house. Eric is there and he's preparing food for our date with two girls. I'm supposed to be a wingman or something I guess. The grill looks awesome, on it are two skewers filled with juicy meat and vegetables. One is already lying on a plate on the table. I grab a fork and knife and cuts a piece.



"It's a bit too rare for me" I say as it's almost red in the middle. Eric hands me a small cracker with roe on it. I eat it and comment on how unmanly it is. He hands me another small dish, it's cucumber with some kind of dressing on top. They both taste nice though.
The dream skips. I'm sitting at the table now with G's sister infront of me, and Eric on my side. We're waiting for the girls to arrive. Two girls show up all of a sudden. "I guess I should introduce myself" I say and start to rise. "That's not them, those are Sandra's friends" Eric tells me. I sit back down.

"What if they are too hot? I've already got a girlfriend, that might suck" I think for myself. Two girls enter the front door and from where I am, they look to be very hot. One's got a white dress with a nice cleavage. I start eating food. Before they sit down I have almost finished my plate. I've got my headphones on one ear and Eric tells me to greet the girls. I look up and to my relief, they are not good looking at all. One of them even has a baby on her hip. I barely say hi.

12.15: Bastard
I'm in a car with my dad. It seems as if we're driving Monica's car. The small red car is having some engine problems it seems as it splutters and shakes. The car dies and we get out. The house we stopped at was apparently one we had to do something in. We enter the house without taking our shoes off, a crazy woman greets us. She hands my dad half a bun and takes a bite off another one, which she hands me. My mom starts complaining about how disgusting it is to wear shoes indoors. I get out of the house and sit down at a swing. Some black haired boy is there and apparently there's something wrong with him. He's a bastard and my brother. I feel guilty for some reason. We talk some, but I can't remember about what.

13.30: Porno
I'm walking down the road outside of my appartment. Monica's with me and her friend Emo. I start talking about some porno I want to remember. Apparently I know the names of all the different porn actors and I name them all. Monica seems to recognise the names and tells me what kind of movie it is. I leave my computer headphones in the snow next to the road and Emo unlocks her bike. She hadn't really locked it, just put a metal bar through the tires.

13.30: Wtf
I'm sitting at my computer and Monica's in the shower. I can hear someone moaning and I realise it's coming from the shower. I walk to the door and sneak a peak through the crack. I can see Monica behind the curtains and she's touching herself. I walk back to the computer and I notice she's been on a forum. "Weird dildo's" the topic says. I scroll down and spot a fleshy one with tentacles sticking out in all directions. A superman dildo is just below it. "Uhm okay" is all I manage to say.

13.30: Fragment
*I'm squeezing two pimples. They are very deep ones.

13.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 9½ hours

Supplements before bed: 200 ml applejuice, 2 x Omega-3

That's it! MILD is working great for me atm. I've had intentions of becoming lucid and lucidity I achieved! I might try to get up earlier tomorrow to rebound my REM for friday morning, last "dream day" of my vacation. Will use galantamine to try to induce a lucid then.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I remember I was on the verge of going into a building with D and D. But before I did, I pulled out these clumps of weeds, licked them and pasted them on each shoulder. D was asking me "are you sure you're ready to fly?", and I replied with a semi-confident "yes". The scene looked like a combination of an arcade, and night club. I remember looking down at my wrist and seeing a metal bolt that went through it.


Second dream was about studying for medical stuff...but some girl was sitting on my lap trying to flirt with me. I remember talking about army related medical stuff and getting confused.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

05.01.2011

Music fragment (Fragment)

I was in my family's car with my parents and brothers. We were going to celebrate my birthday in my music school (yeah, makes no sense) When we arrived my parents were worried about the time, so I told them it was 2:28 and that the opening times were 2:20-7:20 (not like that at all in real life) and I got out of the car.

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05.01.2011

Judo store (Non-lucid)

I was in some kind of mix between a store and a gym with the man who used to be my Judo teacher. My youngest brother and a bunch of kids were also there. He was teaching a kid but the kid began crying because he couldn't do it right.

A while later someone came into the store and warned the teacher that there was a fire or something and he had to leave. I decided to look at a cupboard in the store and in the top half (I looked at it several times and could never get it right, i think it switched places) there was a soap and bubbles kind of toy. I wanted to steal it but in the end my conscience won and I didn't.

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05.01.2011

Groundhog bus (Non-lucid)

I was in a bus being driven by one of my cousins who didn't have permission. I new he was driving because I'd already been in this situation before (I think in the previous part of my dream I stopped him but in a different manner). So tired from having already done this I just went to the front of the bus, took the steering weel from his hands and forced the bus to stomp, but then I accidentaly put it in reverse and someone else had to stop it.

After that the bus was taken back to my home town and I sat with a person (I think at first she was a girl but at some point became a boy) I explained to her that I knew about my cousin because I had already lived this day many times. She told me to call my parents because they might be worried and I thought about how to explain to them that a thing such as reliving your day over and over could be real. (Note to self: if you ever, ever face a situation when you fear explaining something because it doesn't seem real, then for the love of God do a reality check.) When we arrived at my home town I walked her to the hospital. Once in there I saw him and I decided to stay at the hospital because it was about 3:30 and I was scheduled at 4:00.

Wow, two dreams tonight in which I checked my watch and I didn't do a reality check. Oh well, at least watches are starting to appear in my dreams.

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Non-lucid, 'Video-game-controller mode' [see side notes], Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

My dad and I are on a bicycle ride together. I've just checked out a thick paperback book from the library, and it's in the rack on the back of my bicycle.

I'm outside a movie theater in Florida, with my mom. Directly across from the entrance to the theater is a small kiosk where you can get drinks in plastic cups. She and I get some drinks from it for the whole family.

False awakening in my current real room. I hear the sounds of people shouting something about a surfer dude, and decide to follow the shouting out to the creek, but decide not to wake my parents. As I'm walking out of the house, I see that there's a bunch of writing in thick, black letters on the back wall of the dining room, as well as several papers with more writing on them taped to that wall.

I'm entering an upstairs apartment. My uncle is there.

I'm walking past a junior high school. I see a large group of kids in PE uniforms setting off on a run around the perimeter of the school.

I continue walking, and my route takes me along the street in my old neighborhood that goes around the edge of the park. I'm going in the direction of House #2. I turn around and see a tiny, cartoon kid with a BB gun standing behind me on the sidewalk. I'm a little worried that he's going to shoot me with the BB gun, but in the end, I ignore him and continue walking.

I reach House #2. In the garage, floating vertically in midair, is a menu of choices, like on a DVD. They say something like 'imaginary ideal' and 'reality' [I think; I don't really remember.] I select the former first, and find myself standing in my bedroom at House #2. The room is arranged the way it was in reality, but everything in it is completely white. [I really wouldn't call that design choice 'ideal.' However, when I lived there in reality, almost everything in that room really was white, and I was pretty happy living there.] I return to the menu, and this time, I select 'reality.' After making this selection, I find myself back in the same bedroom. It's still arranged the way it was in reality, only now the bed has a green bedspread with flowers, kind of like the one I have right now in reality [which I bought when we moved to House #3], except that the pattern is bigger and bolder.

I look out the window of my room and see a wide view of rolling grassland, with a lot of people walking around all over the place. There's only sunlight shining on one small, roughly circular section of the scene, though; the rest is in shadow. I speak aloud to the scene, saying something to the effect of, “It should be sunny all over the whole scene!” The sunlight spreads to cover the whole scene.

The scene shifts without my noticing it. The window of my room is now a doorway that opens onto a scene of an arctic landscape, with a wide, shallow pool of water in it. [An aside: After all those times I complained last month about the lack of snow in my dreamworld, I finally had a dream with snow in it, and not only did I completely fail to remember that I was supposed to make a snowball and hit somebody with it, but that Task of the Month is over now, anyway! Argh.] I walk out into the scene. From the far side of the pool, I step into the water, trying to walk on it, but I quickly give up the attempt because I get scared away by an orca and a walrus approaching me through the water. I walk back out. I then get the impression that they weren't really threatening me, after all. I go back toward the house. My mom is standing outside the doorway, and I tell her she can watch me do this if she wants to. I start walking back toward the pool of water again, concentrating on continuing to walk forward, straight into the pool, while believing that the surface of it will be just as solid to me as the ground is. It doesn't work; I end up standing ankle-deep in the shallow water again. [That's all I remember.]

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Side notes:
I'm really not sure for how much of the above sequence of events I was actually asleep and dreaming, and for how much of it I was awake and actively using my regular old imagination. I felt like I was doing the latter for at least part of it, hence the green text, which I always use to indicate a sort of half-awake, half-dream state where I know that I'm using my imagination like a video-game controller to control what happens. The division between green and purple text (indicating a lucid dream) is mostly an arbitrary guess. Then again, I was definitely aware that I was dreaming by the end, so it's entirely possible that I really was dreaming the entire time, and that's what dream control feels like. If so, that's really cool! I really advanced a lot in the area of dream control last night. I will have to experiment with this further.

I'm mildly annoyed, but not at all surprised, to discover that verbal commands work really well to control my dreams. As much as I love Inception and would love to be able to alter the dreamscape just by thinking about what I want to happen, that idea is relatively new to me. I've been a Star Trek fan for years, so it's not surprising that the older and better-entrenched idea that one can change one's surrounding environment by giving verbal commands, like they do when using the holodeck on Star Trek: TNG and later series, would take precedence over the newer idea that one can change one's surrounding environment just by thinking about it. Now that I know what works for me, though, I guess I'll go along with it.

4.01.2011

Feeding Time (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Darkness covers the deserted outpost. Grey walled, black roofed buildings, dot the area, each a relic of the past. Though, the architecture, old-west in style, seems to be the norm across this post-apocalyptic wasteland. Shuffling through the first floor of the Inn, my sisters and I cast shadows on the murky glass. They're coming. . .

“What's that movement? In the window,” a woman points and whispers through hushed sobbing. A group approaches from up the grassy, wet, dirt-laced hill. They haven't slept for days. I motion with my flesh-torn arm for my sisters to cease their movement, close to the door now, out of sight, we're in perfect striking range.

“You're hallucinating,” warns the portly man with a broken staff and scruffy shadow of a beard. He saw it too, but hunger, the possibility of food, and a lack of sleep disrupt his reasoning. Unsure as he approaches the loosely hinged door, he warns the others to stay back.

It's likely these people have never seen one of our kind before. Never had to fear our bloodlust, our thirst for human flesh. No, these poor travelers have no idea what's waiting for them, just inside the darkness. We have the advantage.

They're unlucky, really, terribly unlucky. We could have come to any world, any universe, in the hunt for our true prey. I never had to steal that alien craft in our home dimension; the resistance would have gotten along fine without it. Sure, some key leaders would have been executed, but the fight would have continued.

Instead, out of character, I took a risk, and here I am now, in another plane of existence, dead and rotting, kept moving only by a powerful virus, or magic, I can't be sure. My intelligence, my self, remains intact. A true zombie, I am not, but my craving, my need to feed. . . all too real. Even as I bite down on this man's fleshy leg, repulsed by the taste, the dirt, the grime, I can't stop biting, tearing, where the others can't see him, can't hear his muffled cries.

I really hate it when they don't shower.

Nonlucid


My childhood best friend Taco who I haven't seen since I was 11 years old was in my dream. Some guy with a long beard in a bar told me he was adopted and that I needed to tell him that. I didn't know where he was so I did everything I could to find him. I went to his old house but he had moved and nobody knew where he went.



Suddenly I was in my room playing a First Person Shooter with lousy graphics and I saw a name appear on the screen. (can't remember what it was) I instantly knew it was Taco. I clicked on it an started talking to him. I told him I wanted to meet him somewhere.

Then Taco and I where talking to each other in the middle of the street. After a little chit chat I told him I had to tell him something. Gently I told him that he was adopted. He was in shock, I comforted him and layed my hand on his shoulder. We shared some memories of the old days when we would have a pancake eating contests and eating icecream in the swimmingpool on his backyard lawn.



Then my parents came and told me I had to tell his parents Taco knew he was adopted. I refused to do that. I said that if he want to talk about this with his parents he should do that himself. We got into a fight about it.

I went back to my place and remembered I had to sell cookies for some reason. This is all I remember before I woke up. I was really hungry for a pancake.

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Me, my brother and sister were standing on something like a big platform, jutting out from a really tall building. Like a balcony with no edge.
We were going to play some sort of game.
"I don't think this is safe, if one of us tripped we could just fall off the edge!" I said nervously.
My brother and sister both agreed, so they started laying down bricks along the edge, building up a brick wall, with mortar and everything.
"What the hell are you doing? When Dad sees this he's going to go mad - the mortar... this is permanent! You can't make a brick wall here!" I said. But my words made no difference, they built the wall on the edge of the balcony anyway.
My bro then brought along a little pet cage with a tiny monkey in it.
I sat down and talked to it.
It seemed to know what I was saying. It did some tricks, and over a few minutes it showed that it could understand me.
My delight ended when my brother (who is older than me, by the way) came along and picked the cage up. He moved it away, and sat down with a smirk on his face, hiding the monkey from my view.
"Why did you have to go and do that? You always do things like this - just as I'm having fun you come and ruin it, like you find it impossible to let anyone else enjoy themselves!" I shouted.

-dream recall jump, same dream but different place-

I'm faced with a menu screen of characters to choose. I pick an ape character.
I was standing in a nice looking town, a clean modern metropolis.
The little monkey from before was by my side. I can't remember much, except that we went through the city looking for my brother (I think). The monkey could understand me and followed my orders.

Eventually, I end up with my Dad. I'm still trying to find my brother to teach him a lesson, but for some reason he's wanted by the law so I can't tell anyone.
I walk into a clothes store. I go to the back - there are loads of urinals and cubicles, and random cubicle walls dotted around the place, so I decide to look around and see if I can find my bro hiding anywhere.
A beautiful woman walks up to me. She's a shop assistant, I think. She asks if I need any help, so I tell her I'm looking for an actual toilet, because all I could see was urinals.
"Jericho has some toilets" she told me, and explained where I should go to find it. Apparently "Jericho" was another clothes shop.
"So, is there anything... else you think I should tell you?" she said, batting her eyelids at me. I just knew she wanted to give me her number, but I panicked.
"Uh, no no I'm good. Super good, I'm fine thanks - in fact I have a lot of stuff to, um... goodbye..." I said, and ran out of the store.
I'm telling you, it was like a scene out of one of those embarassing comedies, where the main character just fails beyond comprehension.
I'm not quite sure why I declined her offer of her phone number, I think I was just shitting myself because a super hot babe just flirted with me, and I didn't have the confidence to act in the spur of the moment.

After I walked out of the store, my Dad said:
"What was that about? She was totally trying to give you her number, why didn't you ask for it?" in an incredulous voice.
"Well, you know, I don't even have a phone at the moment for starters" I replied.

And so the search for the store "Jericho" began. I think I walked along train tracks through a mine, and other things.
At some point I met up with my brother, but I can't really remember what happened.
Something about me being taller than him, and then... ugh I don't know, I'm too tired.

Fragment:
I'm standing in front of a window, looking down on a field or something. Strange chibi characters are playing below.
I realise I'm lucid, but... that's all I remember.

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all i remember was something about watching the cosby show....they were heading somewhere in an old car...down the highway, maybe a bridge.

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