non-lucid

These dreams were a little fuzzy

Race for James Bond

I was involved in some sort of race to France I think it was. There was more dream before this I just don't remember it. Somehow, because there was traffic, I was convinced that I could beat all of the other cars on foot. After running on the highway for a long time, which changed and curved frequently, I arrived...first. The highway was almost like a video game highway in the way that scenery was always changing to keep things interesting. It wasn't like a real highway in the way that its long straight and boring. So I won the race and then I headed inside. It was a large ball (The dancing kind) and my dream turned into a watching experience. I was watching James Bond as he hid on the balcony level with a jade figurine on his head. His lady friend walked up to him and asked him what he was doing. He explained that at this ball, they were celebrating the purchase of the last ancient arabian sky scraper. He was here to stop the moving of the sky scraper because that would leave the arabians with nothing, which would effectively piss them off, sending the world into WWIII with nukes and the likes. This would cause catastrophic earth quakes in America, the likes of which have only been nearly seen in California. A quick reel played in my head of old fashioned cars almost running into new pot holes except the reel was of noticeable bad quality with horrible actors and visual effects.

Suddenly I was in my house with my friend Tre, and another guy and we did a rap battle. I remember that I asked if we would switch off every 4 or 6 and he said 8 then switched off at 4. This irked me...

So I didn't get ANY sleep last night, I think it's because I took Lunesta the 2 nights prior to last night (rare for me to even take it in the first place), and last night I didn't take any. But I've really been itching to post these ever since I re-discovered DV...this summer, and actually a few nights ago, I had some pretty intense dreams, which (I felt) carried a LOT of symbolism.

Dreams are in bold.

WARNING: These dreams are controversial. Proceed at your own risk.

Oh, and also, these are mostly notes...I'm trying to recall the best I can. I wish I had journal'd these right after I had them, but, it is what it is. Anyways, here we go!

I was being nailed to a cross. The ground was dirt beneath me, and the day looked overcast, but bright. I had this sense of duty, even though I was suffering. I knew that this was something that I had to do. Now, my cross has been raised, and I am hanging there, staring at all the people below me. I thought to myself something along the lines of "I have to do this." It was very intense. I wish I could recall more of the details that I was seeing throughout the dream, but they are blurry. The biggest thing I remember is the sense of duty I had. It was very strong.

I had many more dreams like this throughout the summer, some very graphic, some had things in place of the cross. In one I remember being nailed to a snowman, with the man I was dating at the time, Daniel, nailed to the other side. I got down from the snowman very easily, but he could not. I tried to get to the other side to help him, but I couldn't. I saw the side of his body, but I don't ever recall seeing his face. I just knew that he needed help getting down, and I couldn't do it.

I even remember seeing and examining the holes in my hands in one of these dreams, and it was incredibly realistic.

Now, fast-forward to the past couple of months...

A very dear friend of mine told me a couple of months ago that he could see auras, and he told me he saw mine as purple, and that it's always been purple. He's always had a 6th sense for people, but he only recently has been able to actually figure out what was going on, after talking to an African medicine man.

I was intrigued, to say the least, so I decided to look up some information on auras and auric sight. I even started trying to "see" auras through tutorials I've read. Anyway, that's all fine and dandy. Now, onto the dream. I had this one a few nights ago.

I don't remember much of this dream, but this part really stood out. I was looking at my reflection in the bathroom mirror for my aura, and all the sudden, I saw my third eye. It took over my vision. It was against a black background, shrouded in shades of purple and blue. It looked like an actual eye, but different. It had the shape of an eye and the details, but it was all blue and purple. It also almost looked "ancient" and was very intricate. I did not see any white in the eye where white was supposed to go, nor did I see any brown (my actual eyes are brown). It's so hard to describe, but I knew I was seeing my third eye, the brow chakra. It was very vivid and mysteriously beautiful.

Very strange dreams, I'd say. I have a history of weird, vivid, even symbolic dreams, though none have ever been to this extent. I'm glad I finally wrote these down somewhere.

★★☆☆☆

12/30/10

"Doctor, believe me I know. When someone locks themselves in their own mind like that, it's only a matter of time before it destroys them."

Squish. Scare Factor: 2.

non-dream / dream / lucid

Sonhei que estava na casa do Vinícius Freire (que nada tinha a ver com sua casa real [provavelmente era uma casa onde já sonhei antes]). Era aniversário dele, e eu, Gabriel e Enrique estávamos lá, escondidos. Quando soubemos que o Vinícius estava chegando, tentamos nos esconder. Eu e Gabriel tiramos as mochilas e eu tentei me esconder entre um armário e uma parede (o armário era baixo, então tive que me deitar e me encolher para conseguir me esconder). Vi várias pessoas chegando, mas nada do Vinícius. Quando Enrique me viu, começou a rir, pois minha posição ali estava engraçada.
E então ele chegou, e de cara já nos viu. Me levantei e dei os parabéns para ele. Dei o presente, que era uma fita cassete (embrulhada em um papel bege). Colocamos a fita com embalagem e tudo dentro da máquina, para ver o que acontecia. Houveram barulhos estranhos, mas a fita acabou funcionando. Tocava várias músicas de rock, e ficávamos fazendo como se fosse "air guitar" enquanto as músicas tocavam.

I can remember 3 dreams? Maybe more

Dream number 1- I went to see my brother at his university

I was going to Sheffield to go and see my brother at his university! I'm not sure how I got there, only that I got there very fast. I was in a room of his accomodation and everything was white. The floor and the walls, the doors, the sofa, the furniture and there were quite a few shelves on one side of the room with little colourful objects on it that my brother and his friends own. On the other side of the room, there are a few steps to go up onto a platform which has a sofa and chair on it. If you faced the stairs, on your left would be this giant tank. It was filled with water and it had coral plants in it. It was my brother and his friend showing me around.
Inside the tank was this fish. It was called an Awl fish (sounded like owl) and my brothers friend said the fish was completely harmless. It had the body of a person i suppose, except it was about 7 feet tall! It's feet had no toes, they just rounded at the bottom of its very long thin legs. On the bottom of its feet were dark pink suction cups type things. Like on an octopus. It was the same on its hands which looked just like the feet as they had no fingers, only round and also the same suction cups. It had these long tails? They weren't shaped they were just like hairless, skin tails. These 'tails' came off from its' legs and torso and its head. It also had one as an actual tail. It had huge black eyes at the side of its head. They weren't at the front but at the sides like a fish. Its mouth was like a cylinder and it was oblong. It took up most of the Awls head and had dark pink holes in it. It didn't seem to have any teeth. It was also pink.

I then decided I needed to go and find my friend, B. The fish really creeped me out. So I was suddenly on the street B lives on and I go to her house and see her riding a bike and her parents and her sister are at the house and they said that B would come with me. So then I was in another house. It wasn't mine, but it looked similar. It was bigger and more spacious. The house seemed to be more part of a group of buildings though, like a school and I kept switching from this house and the university. Then I was with my other friend E and I don't think I was with B anymore but another DC who was my friend and she had blonde hair.

There is a warning bell and everyone is afraid but are being really brave. We are told there is going to be an invasion I guess of the creatures. Most of them will try to kill us so we need to fight back. I team up with E and the DC (I'll call her Blonde) It begins with only being small animals, though nasty. Everybody easily kills them. People start teaming up or going alone and moving around. A few go outside and other stay in the houses. It also seems that it's not just the creatures that are against us all but the system as well. E, Blonde and I decide to go outside, like many others and we find that the creatures have gotten a lot bigger. We end up having to run from two T-rexs and it's also at night so we can only hear the T-rexs and only see them when light shines on them. There are other creatures but I can't remember them. E, Blonde and I are still alive unlike many others and we decide the safest place is inside. So we go back into one of the houses. We are in the kitchen but hear a T-rex just outside so we are about to go upstairs. But then I notice these heat sensor machines and the only way to get past them is to crawl below them. I tell E and she agrees. Blonde is nowhere to be found. I start crawling on my belly past the heat sensors but I think one of them catches me as I hear another roar. The sensors alert the creatures where a person is so they can kill them I think I wake up after that.

Dream number 2 - The little girl died

I'm working at this school and they are putting on a play. The school seems to be on a hill surrounded by many other fields and meadows and hills. Everything is sunny and very pretty.The teachers get all the children to stand on the tiered seats facing the stage in the middle of them. These seats and the stage are made of a pale stone and are circled by pillars like the ones in a roman or greek temple. The children in the play are dressed in their costumes (which seems to be ancient greek clothes) and the star of the play is a little girl. She has blonde curly hair and is very clever. I have to take care of her. The children all go through the play and when the little girl comes on everybody is excited. Until out of nowhere something flies toward her and hits her. It's like a little bullet and it kills her. There is a huge commotion and I then wake up.

Dream number 3 - A continuation of dream 2

It is the day of the play and the teachers and I come to a conclusion that we have to put on the play. I think one of the teachers must of turned back time to when she was alive. Only it was still the same day. I am walking with her across a field towards the stage and we are talking about the play. I then tell her to go and rehearse and I'm talking with a teacher. I ask her why we are going on with the play when it will just be a repeat of the rehearsal. I tell her that because we brought the girl back from the dead to do the play, she will die again at the same point in the play. The teacher tells me that she knows that will happen and that she just hopes it doesn't. The parents start to arrive and then the play starts. Sadly the girl dies again at the same point as she did in the rehearsal.

Dream number 4 - A fragment

My family and I are royalty and we have another royal family over who are really stuck-up. My brother is marrying their daughter. We are told that we must kiss her hand and tell her something ( I can't remember what though) to make her happy. Then the daughter and her army start chasing my brother I and our army. The daughter is part of her own army as are my brother and me. I wake up after.

Thats it Didn't have anything before bed except for a chocolate biscuit. Stayed up a bit later than I usually do!

BYEEE!!!

12/29/10 Happy Birthday MoSh!
Plans: MoSh wants to have a party tonight, I don't really feel up to it, but I will attend because it is for MoSh's birthday and I don't want to miss that. So now I am trying to think of a gift to get MoSh... Q has found some interesting information for Asuka if she will trust in it to work... basically it's a symbiant, it maintains a steady energy flow, in exchange it feeds off of a small portion of that energy to live. The purpose of the symbiant is to keep the host from losing control of their energy. And before that happens, Q is going to remove Walms' AoH since Asuka seems so paranoid about it…

Happy Birthday, MoSh! The Cake Has an Asuka Filling!
I am at a party, I look around and see quite a few different people around, though I don't immediately recognize any of them. I am lucid, though I don't remember how I became lucid. I remember the purpose of the party… it's to celebrate MoSh's birthday, so now I am looking for the birthday boy. I make my way through the party, there is music playing but I don't recognize the band, so I keep looking after I grab a Coke off of a table with various refreshments. I take a drink and discover it's a Coke and rum, but that's not a bad thing for me. I finally find MoSh, he is talking to a couple of people, I think one of them might be Nomad, though I don't actually get a chance to look really closely at him before he disappears. I get MoSh's attention, and I tell him I have brought him a big 'ol cake! I don't actually have the cake yet, but I figure that isn't a problem since it is a dream. I summon up a massive cake… what a cake…

there are multiple tiers and cupcakes around it and candles and it's brightly colored… and it wishes MoSh a "Happy Birthday" in big letters. It is like the cake here, but there aren't the gifts on top, instead it has a third tier. I summon that cake up and say "Happy Birthday" to MoSh as I present him with the cake. He looks at it, but before he even has a chance to respond, Asuka comes jumping out of the cake and lands right in front of him, completely covered with cake and laughing like a school girl. My cake… I look at the ruins of my cake all over the ground now, or at least part of it is on the ground… the rest of it is on Asuka… Asuka suggests MoSh eat the cake off of her, and adds that she is not wearing anything underneath… ok, that is definitely TMI. I form the mess back into the original cake, except for the part on Asuka… I would prefer to have a piece of cake that has NOT been in contact with Asuka's ass… With that thought in mind, I am finding I have lost my appetite… so I just go back to the beverage table and grab another Coke and rum.

Puff the Magic Dragon
I am at school, I am running late for class. The problem is that I am also hungry, and I don't really have time to stop to get something to eat. So I run into the cafeteria and grab the quickest thing I can, which turns out to be a glazed donut and a raspberry Danish, and then I run straight to class without even stopping to pay… though I also notice that no one seems to care if I walk off with the food. Run off is more accurate, however, as I am late for class and I run down the hall so fast I run right past my classroom door. I have to skid to a stop and go back to the door, then I enter and take one of the few empty seats left in the room. I set my backpack down beside my desk and reach inside to get out my book. I also find I have a couple stuffed animals in there, one of them is a dragon. I set the dragon up under my desk, at my feet, so I can look down and see it looking back up at me. It's cute, and that distracts me from the rude comments that seem to be coming from all around me. Comments about why did I even bother coming, comments about those who are close to me not wanting to be that close to me, comments about me being disgusting…

The instructor continues droning on, not paying any attention to the fact I came in late, and I am trying to catch up with what is being said. I take a bite of my donut, but when I lift it up to take a bite, everyone stares at me as if they are angry that I would even consider eating something in there. So I hide the donut back under my desk again and just take covert little bites. I notice that the donut isn't getting eaten up… it seems to be getting bigger somehow, and soon the donut is approximately the size of a pool life preserver ring… I can't eat all that! I pull off a piece and eat it, then I pull off another piece and feed it to the stuffed dragon under my desk. I hear a couple people behind me, a couple of guys, laughing loudly that I am feeding donuts to a stuffed animal, how retarded is that? I ignore them as best as I can, and I continue eating the donut and feeding the dragon. Strangely enough, the pieces of donut I am giving the dragon are disappearing, actually being eaten! The idiots behind me continue laughing until the dragon actually comes to life, flies out from under my desk, and bathes both of them in a blast of fire. The fire doesn't prove lethal, but it does leave them with soot blackened faces and no hair remaining on their heads…

A Friend for Asuka
Note: MoSh suggested that, to help Asuka learn to be more confident in controlling her own powers so that she will be willing to actually defend herself, maybe we should seek out a trainer or trainers that can help her with her specific issue - which seems to be a fear of losing control. Q took this task on, and he discovered there is a group of people living in a world, they live a lot like monks tend to live… they are called the Teshnons, and their focus in life is training, learning, and achieving balance with all things. There was once a major obstacle to the peace they seek, however. They have a considerable power level which they focus into their fighting style, which they will use when necessary to defend themselves and maintain peace. The problem was that many of them found it difficult to keep control of that power, they found when in a fighting situation, even just training, they could lose control, so they were considering banning one of their most valued traditions due to the fact that many of them would lose control of the powers they were trying to use only for protection, only when absolutely necessary.

Then disaster struck, or they thought it was disaster at the time… an alien race, called the Nes'tulk, came to their world. The Nes'tulk are a parasitic race that latch onto another species, implant themselves in their host much like a Goa'uld, and they drain the host's energy to replenish their own. When they drain all of the host's energy, they break out and seek another host. So the Teshnons and the Nes'tulks were at war for a while until it was discovered that many of the Nes-Tulks didn't really want to harm their hosts, they just wanted to survive… but they were forced to drain as much energy as possible from the host, as quickly as possible, or the host would fight them off and kill them. Once it was discovered that many Nes'tulks would prefer peace, the Teshnons and the peaceful Nes'tulks defeated the war loving Nes'tulks and then a truce was called. Each Teshnon would accept one Nes'tulk as a symbiant, the Nes'tulk could implant itself in its Teshnon host, and take what energy it needs to survive… which the average Teshnon can easily afford to provide without any harm to themselves. In return, the Nes'tulk will regulate the flow of the Teshnon's energy so that it is no longer a problem for any of the Teshnons to keep control of their power. This has remained a mutually beneficial arrangement for the past 150 years in their world. Enough of the background info… on with the dream.

The Teshnons and the Nes'tulks
I am in MoSh's inner world, and I am there with Asuka and MoSh, and I am once again lucid even though I am not sure when or how I became lucid. It looks like the party is over, I remember there being a party there earlier for MoSh's birthday… and now MoSh and Asuka are looking at me expectantly as if I am supposed to do something… but I am not sure what they are looking for me to do. Finally, Q appears next to me and says he will take all of us to see the Teshnon masters, to see if they will be willing to accept Asuka as a pupil. If they accept Asuka as a pupil, she will be given a Nes'tulk symbiant, and the Teshnon masters will train Asuka to fight while keeping full control over her power with the assistance of the Nes'tulk symbiant. He says before anything is to be done, of course, Asuka, the Teshnon master who is to train Asuka, and the Nes'tulk who is to be her symbiant will all have to be in agreement that this is the course they want to take. I notice that Asuka looks a bit skeptical, but Q adds that he thinks everyone should meet each other before anyone makes any final decisions, just meet and talk things over, then if anyone is uncomfortable with the arrangement in any way, we look for another potential trainer. He says that while he feels the Teshnon masters would be ideal to train Asuka and the Nes'tulk is just what she needs to keep control, there are many other trainers and techniques out there to explore. He asks Asuka if she will agree to meet with the Teshnon masters, she pauses, then says she will meet with them, as long as MoSh comes along.

Asuka says that before we go to meet anyone, she still wants to get rid of Walms' AoH that is inside her, and those damned strings that could be used to control her power… the last thing she wants is for Walms to have access to control her powers whenever he decided he was especially annoyed at her. Q says he looked at the control strings carefully, and there is no sign of any foul play associated with them… they do what Walms said they do, nothing more, nothing less. Additionally, no one could take those control strings without Asuka's permission… so unless she gave Walms permission to take them back, it wasn't going to happen. And as for the AoH itself, there is no harm in that, either… So Asuka and Q spend a brief time arguing about whether the AoH and control strings are meant to cause harm to her, she says after all, Walms had already tried to kill her once. Q gets sarcastic at this point and says sure, whenever he really wants to kill someone he poisons them and then contacts friends of that person and tells them how to cure it. Q rolls his eyes and has a look on his face similar to the look I've seen on Q in the Star Trek series when he is trying to get a particularly obvious piece of information to become obvious to a particularly dense and cranky Piccard.

Asuka looks impatient, and apparently Q decides it's not worth arguing about. He says he will remove the control strings and the AoH, he adds that to be honest, he's not sure how the AoH would interact with the Nes'tulk symbiant. He says that the removal of the AoH isn't the most pleasant procedure, so a very intricate system would have to be set up to do it… first he will need a ????? (I didn't understand the word, so I can't type it.) and a ????? so they could alter Asuka's energy flow to match the frequency of the ????? at which point they could… by now Asuka is just staring at Q with a blank look on her face… Q continues, he says they can invert the ????? of the control strings themselves in order to ????? a ????? to the AoH and then… RIP! While Q had been talking, he had been fiddling with some energy strings of some kind… apparently the control strings… and now he gives a sharp pull on them, which pulls something out of Asuka, leaving a wound just above her solar plexus. Q contains the thing he pulled out in an energy sphere and puts it away. MoSh is mad, he asks why Q had to do that, Q says sometimes it is just easier to pull a Band-Aid off in one quick tug rather than try to take it off gently. He heals the wound and asks if everyone is ready to go. MoSh says Q could have at least warned Asuka, but Asuka says it's ok, she prefers that it is taken out quickly… now it's gone.

So Q now takes all of us to the Teshnon masters' temple, which is where the masters live and train the various Teshnon pupils once the pupil is of age to receive a Nes'tulk symbiant. We go to meet one of the Teshnon masters, he is a very old man indeed, though he also looks very strong. He says they are a peaceful people, they are focused on martial arts, energy control, and seek to achieve both inner and outer peace with all things. We all talk for a while, the talking and information seems to put Asuka a bit more at ease. The Teshnon finally says he thinks Asuka would be an excellent candidate for their training, and even now they have a couple young Nes'tulks that are reaching the age that they will need a host. MoSh questions that if they are young, will they know how to keep Asuka's powers under control… The Teshnon master says of course, that is actually a natural instinct of theirs, and by the time a young Nes'tulk is ready for a host they are more than capable of keeping any energy flow stable and under control. So at this point I think things are settled… until the Teshnon master says something about setting up Asuka's quarters there at the temple. Asuka says she won't be living there, but the Teshnon master says she must stay with them if she wants to get the most from her training. MoSh also doesn't like the idea of Asuka being away from him. I think that might be a deal breaker, but then I remember the connection between MoSh's inner world and Hogwarts… and I suggest setting up a similar connection to the Teshnon masters' temple. Everyone is quiet for a bit, and I wonder if maybe I said something wrong… but finally the Teshnon master says that would be acceptable for their part, as long as Asuka can focus on her training and the gateway is kept secure. Q says it would have to be secure. So finally everyone is in agreement on a plan, all I can do is hope they will be able to make this one work.

I just remember being in IRC with Tamidoll and Oneironaut. I'm not even sure what we were talking about.

• Okay so I remember getting a job at this really sick looking salon, the people were really chill and everything. i was on my way to work for the first day, and found this jacket (exactly the one I used of max's when we were dating) and picked it up, noted to my friend that this was a small for some reason, and decided to keep the abandoned jacket and continued on my way to work. When I got there I sat for a long while and eventually decided to leave with some people cause they weren't having me do anything at all. A few days later i was going back to work but it was now this salon restaurant type thing and i don't know but i walked around the place and worked the day.

• I remember talking and hanging out with a couple of my friends, but I don't remember much else besides hanging around with them at a mall or something.

I entered a classroom and sat down at my desk with a computer in front of me, the teacher comes by and picks up a piece of duct tape (I used duct tape to fix a chair at work two nights ago) on my desk and reads the writing on it. He says something like, "This is it?" I'm a little confused, but come to the conclusion that because I was a couple minutes late to class I missed an announcement where he said our projects (a powerpoint which I had finished) needed to be out on our desk by the time he made it around. He said that I failed the project and that I could not pass the class. I'm thinking something like "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" and I said something like, "This is bullshit! I have my project done, I just missed what you said at the beggining of the class!!" And the teacher said, "To bad, you can't pass" This to me means that I would have to stay another semester at school. So I flip my desk over, and knock over this open windex bottle and and leave the classroom.

I was holding this pot and it was leaking water, and the person next to me that I didn't recognize says that he fixed the pot and that it shouldn't be leaking

Later I'm at this restaurant with people that seem familiar but I don't recognize and water starts leaking from my finger tips. (I'm thinking maybe this has something to do with my broken sink faucet that only trickles out water when you turn it on)

I was at work and getting one of the kids ready for breakfast and there was some confusion as to who I should be watching, also there were kids wandering where they shouldn't be.

I find myself riding up a steep grass hill on a road bike, so it was very difficult. And I see one of the kids from work DS ride past me on their bike, which I thought was funny.

Side Note: Missed doors: 40 This was about 50%

fragment
0537: Prepare for sleep with games. Dreams get wiped.

The Beach at Night
Method WILD
Lucidity D
Vividness C
Control C
0618: I visualize a sunny beach, but instead I find myself on a beach in the very dark of night. Nonetheless, there are many people around, laying as if to sunbathe. I am laying down as if sleeping. A girl walks up to me and greets me. She extends her hand to help me stand up. She has short black hair. I can barely make out her other features in the darkness. She leads me down the beach toward the water. We hop over a man laying on his back.

We get near the water and I notice the water and sand. The sand isn't smooth. It's clumpy, like a stampede of horses just trampled through. The attention to detail improves my lucidity a bit. I turn to look at the girl and realize how pretty she is. I pull her in close and kiss her. Then I say confidently and excited: "Let's go in the water!" Now I lead her by the hand a few steps into the water. Then I say, "No wait, let's go ON the water!" I start running on the water's surface, pulling her along. She's a bit scared but also excited. I feel the wind on my face as we go faster and faster. I say "We can go anywhere we want. And we can go as fast as we want!"

We are zooming along the water, parallel to the coastline. We are approaching a city in the distance. A collection of twinkling lights and buildings barely visible in the darkness. I jump off the water and soar into the city, landing on a street surrounded by tall buildings. I look around. The girl is gone. Whoops. End.

fragment
0729: Person talking about dreams. In body. Other person gets trapped in dream. ... we are OK.

Work and Games
0757: Menial tasks at work. Patching and doing regression tests. Playing the game. Zombies in a dark room. Playing another game. Humans sieging an elven city. They reach the queen's chamber and challenge her army to a final battle.

Game with Trippy Time
Method DILD (absurdity)
0815: Playing a FPS game with Hugh. He takes the lead and I follow. We are walking down a hilly city street. We reach an intersection and I look left. I see a bunch of enemies. We all turn to shoot. I only have a pistol. I fire fire shots at a guy at point blank range. But the world seems to freeze. Then it unfreezes and the five shots all go at once.

Then suddenly I seem to be on an acid trip. I see swirling colors and symbols of drugs and poison. I notice this is all so strange and become lucid. Then immediately a false awakening. It's dark and I'm in my own room. I'm confused and disoriented. End.

fragment
One last dream in here but I didn't write down. It was long. Babysitting for some rich family. Then going to a bar near a beach. Tornado warning coming in from the water. Helicopters somehow fly over the tornado and weaken it. Order drinks at the bar. See the pretty young girl I was supposed to be babysitting. She's been following me.

This was quite an interesting experience. I remember waking up and having difficulty recalling what was I dreaming about. Though remember writing down one or two words. One of them had something to do with soldiers of warriors. Then I went to sleep for a little longer in hope to be able to get back to the dream and being able to remember more later. When I woke up, the page in my notebook was plain, with no words written. I must have been dreaming about it then. Strange.

I find myself back in highschool, though it is a highschool I do not recognize. I have only one course, Art, which is an elective, because I graduated with honors years ago but yet for some reason this class is manditory for me. Because the school is so big and space and time are limited the class runs for two hours every second day. I am much older than the other students they treat me with great rudeness and disrespect and often I have to clean up their messes after class it out. I cannot complain or cause any trouble in class because I will be automatically kicked out, so I have to take all the crap and be silent. The teacher of the course seems sympathetic to my situation but she is reluctant to step in and say anything. I assume it is because her job will be threatened if she does so. She looks like my former art therapist but has a different personality in the dream. The overseer of the school is a group of Christian priests and they are all mean and oppressive even though it is supposed to be a secular public high school.

We are doing sculpture and have the choice of working with coloured modelling clay or real clay and porcelain. I choose porcelain and make many little animals like bears and turtles over many days but at the end of the week I am not allowed to fire them and am asked to destroy them instead. I unhappily agree and not only have to throw out the clay but have to yet again clean up the mess left behind by the other rude, inconsiderate students. I am growing tired of my treatment in the class because all I want to do is make art unhindered and unoppressed.

For some reason, the next week I am allowed to bring my four cats to class and this seems to please the other students and they are a lot nicer to me. The cats roam freely around the room while we all work. The teacher brings up the fact that the art room is going to be renovated and all of the students are expected to put some time in painting the walls and cupboards. Of course I end up doing most of the work and spend many lunch hours and time after school to make up for the extra work. I cannot remember the reasons why now but I painted half of the room in a baby blue colour and the other half in a light violet colour, which I finished on the last day before the weekend. This angered the priests who run the school and they demanded that I say the weekend to "repaint the room with the appropriate colours" but left without saying what colours I should use.

I was angry and went home without doing the work because I thought it was unfair. The next monday I went to school with my cats as usual and as we worked on new projects I noticed that everybody was very quiet. The class had not been repainted and a priest in a grey shmock was sitting in the class working on something, though I suspected he was there to keep an eye on either me or someone else. He left half way through the class. When class ended and I went to collect my cats I could only find three of them. I was in a panic and asked the rest of the students if they knew where my lost cat but no one knew anything. I asked the teacher but she avoided anwsering the question by trying to change the subject or by sitting at her desk with her head down doing needlework.

Eventually I pestered her enough that she told me that the grey cloaked priest took my cat and sold her to someone. At first I thought he was just trying to help because he may have thought it was a stray, but the teacher tells me that it is punishment for not doing as the priests said and staying the weekend to repaint the room. She said I could speak with him the next class. The next class I try to track down the priest who sold my cat, so I can try to find out who he sold it to, but the priest had left the school and apparetnly wasn't ever coming back. I was angry and distraught and tired of all the bullpoop I had to put up in this school and I angrily raged at the teacher and class, as well as, some of the priests who came down to our room unexpectedly (I suppose to gloat over the selling of my cat because they all regarded me with smug smiles on their faces). I yelled and told them all off and stormed out of there filled with hate and frustration.

Then I woke up.

[Fragment] I'm in a grocery store, sitting at a disused checkout stand. The store has recently been rearranged so that the checkout stands that are actually being used are on the opposite side of the building, but the old ones were left in place.

I'm parking my Saturn [the car I had in Florida] in the parking lot of an Albertsons grocery store [none that I've ever been to in real life]. I notice that the temperature gauge on the car is maxed out [as it usually was in reality]. I think about how I have to make this car last all year because, in my situation, there's no other method of getting to work that will do. [In this dream,] I'm back in Florida for a second year.

When I went back to bed after having taken some handwritten notes on the above dream, I noticed that my body already felt heavy. I decided to roll with it and try to WILD. I had attempted to do so a few days before during an afternoon nap, and had gotten as far as one of my arms starting to go numb before my mom interrupted me with a question. This time, I succeeded, and to my surprise, it wasn't nearly as scary as I had thought it would be. My hypnagogic hallucinations consisted of a buzzing sound in my head that seemed to go on for a few minutes. Then it stopped, and a few seconds later, I find myself lying in my bed, looking around at my current bedroom. I immediately recognize the false awakening for what it is, since I had been expecting to be dreaming. I did it! I think excitedly.

None of the lights appear to be on, and yet I can see everything clearly. In other words, the room looks very much the way it does when early-morning sunlight is coming in through the window, and yet I'm aware that it's nighttime. I get out of bed and start walking out of the room. Just before I walk out the door, I do the nose-pinch RC just to verify what I already know, and for the cool experience. I can still breathe, which I still think is the neatest sensation.

I go out the door and walk down the hallway. This looks exactly like my real house. There's no one else around. As I pass by the door to P.'s room, I notice light coming from underneath it, but this is normal in our house, so I don't investigate. I go to the front door and open it. It's exactly like the real one, too; I even have to unlock the deadbolt on the screen door before I can open it and go outside.

I walk along the front walk. I notice that I'm wearing one of my summer nightshirts, the one with the teacups printed on it and the pocket in the front. It occurs to me that I could have stopped and gotten dressed if I had thought of it, but I didn't, and it doesn't matter anyway because this is a dream, so it's only natural for me to be wearing sleepwear. I'm not cold at all, though. [The strange part, which, of course, I didn't realize was strange until I'd woken up, was that I wasn't wearing that nightshirt in reality; I was wearing my new purple pajamas. It does get cold at night in the winter here, so I always wear pajamas in winter.]

The scenery outside my house looks just like reality, too. When I get to the driveway, I take off and fly in the way that I've learned to do it, by pushing gently off the ground with my legs and feet while thinking about initiating the act of flying. [The mental process involved is very similar to the mental process involved in starting my bicycle moving with that first push on the pedals, now that I think of it.] It works, but once again, once I get airborne, I immediately start getting pulled backward. I try to relax and let myself be pulled along, as before, but it seems I'm not being taken anywhere in particular. Then I hear a male voice that seems to come from the air around me, and yet sounds like it's coming through a radio speaker. It says something along the lines of, “If you always expect life to go the way you want it to go...” but doesn't finish the thought. I finish the thought with, “...you won't be able to control it?” [Hmm. Very interesting.] [Because, once again, I've forgotten to concentrate and pay attention to the scenery,] the dream fades and I wake up.

[This next dream is from my next sleep cycle on this same night. I'm adding this section on 1/15/11. I didn't have time to write all this out on the day I had the dream, but I did today.]

I'm watching a series of commercials and reading some poster-sized ads for kids' day camp programs at a chain of big, fancy hotels. There are two such programs: one is called “adventure camp” and features soccer, while the other is called “non-adventure camp” and features poetry and other non-athletic, creative activities.

Then, I'm at one of the big, fancy hotels, sitting on the floor in the lobby, leaning up against a wall. I use my laptop to log in to a game website, not Neopets but similar to it, that I've been to before. I wonder, Do I remember my password for this site? The login screen plays music. A lady comes by and asks me to go outside, where the music won't disrupt the quiet of the lobby, so I do. I go out to a wooden patio with several metal table-and-chair sets on it. There are people sitting at the tables and studying, though, so I press the Mute button on my laptop. I ask one of the girls on the patio if the chairs at her table are taken. She offers me a seat, and I take it. Another girl sees my laptop screen, and we have the following conversation:

Girl: Is yours a dragon?
Me: (after figuring out that she's talking about my pet on the site I'm logging on to) Yes, it's a silver dragon.
Girl: They know about it.
Me: Who?
Girl: Your 'rents.

I haven't told my parents about this site. They know about my Neopets account, but not my account on this site. I wonder about the girl, Are you my dream guide? but don't ask her. [Yes, I managed to think that without realizing that I was dreaming. I don't even know.]

Me: We don't get along very well right now. This is part of the reason.

I log in to my account anyway. The screen shows animation of the digital creatures on the site fighting each other by shooting beams of various things out of their mouths, like some Pokémon and Digimon do.

Bold=Dream

I was in the shower, it was apparently in my parents house, but I remember it being very strange like it was inside but also outside at the same time. It was nighttime. Anyway, for some reason I had my phone in there. It was sitting on one of the little ledges on the wall. All the sudden, it was gone, and I looked around frantically for it, and saw a very obese man wearing a plaid shirt and jeans run off with it. I chased him down to a little river/creek (I was either doing this naked or with a towel on, I can't quite remember this detail) and jumped on him to try to tackle him. Obviously, he was very large, so I couldn't bring him down. Instead, I shoved my fingers into his eyes to blind him, ripped the phone out of his grip, and took off running. Then, I remember going back to my house and telling my mom about what had happened, and she suggested I call the police. I thought that was a good idea, but I don't remember if I ever did it.

The rest of the dream is pretty blurry, unfortunately. I do know there was a bit more to it than that though.

I've been thinking about LDing for the past few days, but I still have yet to do so. I miss it...hopefully I can get back on track with that soon!

I don't know what is wrong with me, but my dreams are lately kind of weird.

Hours of sleep: 9
Recall: 2/5
Vividness:4/5

I'm standing somewhere in my old school waiting for someone. I already took my jacket of and hang it on a handrail. Next to me are tree taps. One of it leaks. I watch how it drops slowly. I'm wondering, why they are good for, because it seems that I'm standing in a floor or something like. I don't know why, but this leaking tap fascinates me.
Suddenly, there is more water flowing down. I try to turn it off, but it breaks and the water flows everywhere. I don't know what to do, so I go to an opened door. I knock and a teacher comes out. It's a chemistry teacher I've known. I explain to her what happened and she goes away to find a plumber somewhere.
While looking her go away, I remind myself that in fact, she died a year ago in a terrible car accident.
Yeah that's true. She just had began to work at my school when she died.
I find it really weird that she's there, but I don't get lucid, because obvious, she faded away. I start to think about it a time, but don't know what to do. So I simply walk in to her class.
I sit down somewhere at the back seats. There are some teenagers who are loafing around. I start a conversation, but I can't remember about what. In the meantime I'm taking notes about their opinions. It seems that I'm doing some work for university, but I don't know why or what.
After a time, I get up and go in front the class, like I did it- But I was learning to become a teacher in primary school and not at an high-school. Anyway, I just keep talking (I don't know about what) and the students are enjoying it