non-lucid

One complete dream, one fragment (would have had two if I hadn't been woken up):

Fragment: Mainly thinking up new album covers and songs for the new Kanye West album. The only cover I can remember with any clarity is Kanye from the banned cover sitting on the throne with a crown from one of the other covers. I don't remember how the songs went, but they gave me the same odd emotional reaction as the others.

Dream: I went with my family to a store. The floor was white tile, and the aisles were very tall and black. There was this odd white cube with a glass cube inside it on top of the checkout counter. The aisles were set in a long hallway, and were perpendicular to the length of the hallway. The walls on either side were windows. I was expressing interest in a drink mix that would taste like music. You needed amounts of six different powders plus a seventh for the particular song you were interested in, and the store only had four of the six, but I decided to try it. I had some The Strokes-flavored powder, mixed it in, and the drink tasted pleasantly Strokes-ish (like Someday, especially). At that point, I decided to trek down the long hallway, and found myself in a room with large (like 3x2 foot) tiles shaped like playing cards. I had been in this room before in a dream.

I started off at some house party. There were a bunch of people from school. Inside the front door there was a living room with a hallway and an ice cream freezer. The freezer was filled with those industrial sized tubs. Someone was serving it. I was trying to decided between getting mint chocolate chip, chocolate chip cookie dough, and something else (I think orange?). I could have two flavors, so I took the mint chocolate chip and cookie dough. As the person was lifting the tubs out of the freezer, I decided to not wait and to just stick my hand in to them and gouge out a handful of each flavor. They were freakin delicious.

Then I looked back at the living room. JO and some others were there. They were saying something, and I randomly did a dive roll and sang a line from the song Express Yourself by Madonna. Everyone just looked at me funny. I laughed awkwardly and raised an eyebrow and said "No? I guess not then." I then proceeded to sing the first verse of the song, but I screwed up a lot of the notes, and my voice was really blocked up. JO looked at me in the eyes, but then just laughed along with everyone else. "I know, I sing shitty," I said.

Then I was apparently at school, in some giant room that seemed to be some sort of auditorium. They were planning a concert, but they were barely playing any songs that I played. I asked the teacher if there was even a point of me being there, and she told me I could just skip the whole day. I then saw some of the performance; apparently it was some sort of presentation to the feeder school. A few people dressed in big blue gowns were singing on the stage, and then it disappeared.

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I was in a mall; it resembled DU mall's food court. IR was there in the distance getting some food. Can't remember much else that happened.

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I was with my mom and some others, and they were saying that I should be getting my period soon. I looked at them puzzled and wondered why they even cared, or how they would know. I told them it's usually later in the month, but then they pointed to some marking on my calendar. I repeated that it was later, and my mom said that it must have been an approximate date.

In my dream last night I was at another rather large and weird apartment complex with a bunch of people running around. Right before bed I had watched Far and Away so it was like people were running to claim apartments. I walked into one with my boyfriend. His friends happened to be inside. Some were people I know and others were friends, he said, but I'm not really sure who any of these people were. It appeared that they were all living in this apartment.

I'm shy as it is so I felt pretty uncomfortable around a bunch of people I don't really know. I sat down and Mike, the friend I do know and house/cat sat with my boyfriend a few weeks ago, kinda looked at me and said I shouldn't be here. I looked puzzled and he said that he and Allie hated me and didn't ever want to see me again.

I started to panic because the rest of the people in the house began to look at me like I was unwanted. I ran to a room and started to redress, or so it seemed, and pack to leave. My boyfriend who generally takes a while to leave was walking around and I thought as long as I got all our stuff there would be nothing to cause him to wait any longer.

As I was gathering up my things I saw a letter sitting on the night stand in what was supposed to be Mike and Allies room. It was addressed to me and I could sort of see through it. I saw the words 'I cant believe you did that. You are never allowed here again'.

As I was leaving I woke up.

WTF?
Recall: 9/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

Tim and I are in a car with Jennifer at the wheel. She might be drunk, because her driving is atrocious. She's hitting everything, parked cars, buildings, moving cars, and cutting a swath of destruction across the town.

We finally come to a stop after careening off several moving vehicles. As we sit there a little dazed, one of the drivers from a car we just hit comes up to us and tries to open the door. I lock them before he can. He goes around to the other side of the car where there is an open window. I yell at Tim to take the wheel, and punch out the guy trying to get in through the window. Then we floor it and get out of there.

We make our escape and end up back in Jeniffer's driveway, where she begins to perform what appears to be oral sex on my knee. I point this out to Tim who just shrugs, and I go with it, unzipping and giving her something to suck on. As she sucks me, I notice a cake with sky blue icing beside me and begin to gorge myself with cake as I'm being pleasured. Tim drops his shorts as well, and we let her take turns on us while we laugh and eat cake.

We all go inside, and some other guy starts having sex with Jennifer right in front of us. I turn my head for a moment, and when I look back, Jennifer now has an infant's body. An infant's body that still looks old and rather satanic. She says how the guy loves her as he pull out and finishes in her mouth, and she gobbles it up greedily.

This scene has gotten a little too weird and disgusting for me, so I turn to leave. Before I go, I see Jennifer's evil infant like body has turned green, and it looks like her skin is just a water balloon full of slime. This infection spreads across the floor and infects a guy in front of the stairs, blocking my exit. I'm afraid to touch him in case it spreads to me, and now can't get out.

The bloated green bodies turn brown in some spots and shrivel up like a raisin, making them even more grotesque. But luckily, the shriveling means they can no longer stand up, and I'm able to get past the guy blocking the stairs and leave.

As I leave the house, I see people arriving dressed in costumes. It's a costume party there. A truck drives up but crashes, and the driver is impaled on a spear from the Halloween display in the neighbours front lawn. The crashed truck disappears and reappears, crashing again, and again the driver gets speared. Over and over this happens, each time a different crash resulting in the same speared driver. On a couple of occasions, the driver stops and tries to spear me, so I grab a spear and throw it through his throat.

I finally get far enough away to leave all this madness behind.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had the intentions of getting lucid last night, but it only resulted in me talking about lucid dreaming with another DV member. I did have a cool nightmare about the end of the world. Other than that, I didn't dream much...

12.00: Bedtime

09.00: DV member at a party
I'm in a car, driving through a very nice looking neighbourhood. The lawns are green, trimmed and everything looks new. I spot a barbeque with alot of people at one house. Alot of cars are parked at the sidewalk. We go for a minute or so more, and arrive at a house. Inside there's some kind of neighbour gathering of some kind. Two guys are making a welcome drink in a large bowl. One of them is my uncle. "We do it like this, 60/60. It's going to be perfect!" he tells the other guy while pouring in a whole bottle of whiskey.

I'm in the kitchen, holding a drink myself. A guy in his mid 20's is talking to a woman about lucid dreaming. "My grandma was one of the first who registered, she's 70 years old" he says. The woman doesn't seem to care. "I have been a member for 7 years now" She walks away and I realise that the guy is actually Robot_Butler "Hey, I recognise you" I say and we start talking about lucid dreaming. He tells me about a thread he's made, and I know exactly what he's talking about. "Yeah I read that just the other day" I say.

09.00: End of the world


A massive nuclear blast appears on the horizon. I'm with Monica and two other people in the middle of the desert. "You're never going to make it" one of them says. "Goodbye" I tell them and jump up on my motorcycle. Monica gets on and we take off. I accidentaly do a wheelie but I quickly regain control. Going as fast as I can, I can hear the rumble of the explosion behind us, and I know the heatwave of it will strike within seconds. I spot a rocky area up ahead and I know it will give us cover from the intense heat. We make it in time, going down a small hollow behind some rocks just as the heatwave hits. I know that's not all, there's a shockwave coming next.

Leaving the bike, we run along the rocky area. The ground starts to vibrate, and soon it's trembling. "Do you know why it's doing that?" I ask Monica. "No..." "Well, it's because one layer of ground pushes on the next, which pushes on the next and so on" I say as we start to climb a small hill of rocks next to a white seven stories building. The ground is shaking violently now and we jump down from the hill into a courtyard. There are a few buildings just like the white one around us. "We should be safe here" I say and the shockwave hits us. The ground behaves just like water would when a wave goes through it. I ride the wave. "Wohoo".

The buildings all around us starts exploding, and glass shatters everywhere. When everything clears up, I can see that none of the houses has fallen. A large hole where the entrance should be, no windows left and most of them are crooked. We walk along the road away from the buildings. We're soon walking through a dark forest. Monica stops infront of a large pine tree with a rope ladder coming down from it. We climb up the tree, and I get this panicky feeling of being last in a dark room. Something's definitely going to grab my foot any second.

Once up, everything's very dark. We're once again back in our little tree house, trying to survive in this world filled with zombies. The tree house is a small rectangular room, only 4 x 2 meters, with a small room to the right for sleeping. A table is right infront of me with all kinds of junk on it, and there's a kitchen counter behind that. I bumb into something and Monica makes a shush. We stand completely still, listening for any sound below. She hands me a pair of black large silverware. I put them away and grab my shovel instead. It's very light.

"Get away from the hatch, if they come up, they'll see you" Monica tells me. I slowly back away, keeping my eyes on the hatch. After half a minute or so, we relax once again. I wish I was back at the house we were in before, where you could sleep without feeling anxious or afraid. I know those times are over. I hate this fucking tree house. "Hand me the gun" I tell Monica. She opens a drawer, pulling out an old revolver and carefully hands it to me. "Be careful! It's loaded" she tells me. I open it up, and is relieved to see all six bullets are still there. I am careful not to let it go off.

I realise we have to get more weapons. Only six bullets and a shovel isn't going to get us anywhere. I look out the small window. The forest isn't very thick, and ends at a lake just fifty meters away. I can see two red houses by the shore. There's a town over the water, next to a harbor. I remember there being a mall there, with glass windows. A plan quickly comes in mind. I would drive by and break a window by shooting at it. Monica would sneak in while I would honk and attract all the undead. Monica asks me if she could open a can of Sprite. "Yeah go ahead" I say. She carefully opens it with a low hiss. "Does this taste old?" she asks me. I taste it. "No it doesn't"

11.00: Fragment
*A zebra lies down at a tree, and starts giving birth. I can see a huge pink thing come out from behind. It's covered in crushed up tomatoes.

Amount of sleep: 10½ hours

Supplements before bed: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! Very cool and scary dream. Had trouble falling back asleep after that one, and the last dream I had was so weird I couldn't even recall it. Well well.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

For starters, it should be noted that my mother and I have a very complicated relationship. She was rather abusive, though rarely physically. Out of the six daughters, two have cut off contact with her to protect their children. Three have become just like her. I maintained contact because I'm the last one to want to speak to our father, who Mom tries very hard to turn all of us against. They're still married, but she treats him like she used to treat us. It's a mess.

As part of this relationship, Mom pressured me to get into another abusive relationship when I turned of "marriageable age." She wanted a good, Christian son-in-law that would keep me "accountable" to God. That lasted 3 years, without marriage, before he decided that I was too masculine. I was two months from my marriage to my current husband before Mom took Fiance 1 out of the family album. This is all necessary to understand my dreams, I promise.

I used to lucid all the time, even managing an OBE a few times. I don't lucid as much anymore, and hardly ever OBE. Annoyingly, both Mom and F1 show up in my dreams far too often. When F1 used to appear, I'd wake up and my husband would be bruised and scratched from my thinking he was F1 and trying to fight him off. After a couple of years, this stopped happening, and eventually he stopped appearing. Unfortunately, last summer he contacted me again wanting to get back together. He's married, and knows that I'm married too, but... yeah... He started reappearing after that, about once a month.

Mom used to show up once or twice a month, always turning the dream into an emotional nightmare. No fear, really, just lots of pain to wake up with. Often, the dreams include a big blowout that I've been expecting for years, the one where she finally disowns me for good. Or she does something new and I start screaming all of the things I've wanted to scream for years but couldn't.

This Thanksgiving, she insisted for months beforehand that we had to come spend it with them. My husband couldn't miss his family's dinner and I didn't want to, so we spent one night. This was the first time I'd been under their roof overnight in 5 years. She was alright while Dad and Hubby were nearby, but as soon as they were gone she turned sadistic. Things so small that I couldn't really complain without looking like the bad guy, but calculated to hurt.

Since then, every dream has been entirely centered around her. I can't lucid, I can't have any dream other than dealing with her. It's been a horrible drain. I haven't been functioning awake like I used to, and at the end of the college semester that's not good. The campus shrinks are no help, the last time I went to one they decided that I was suicidal. I'm the last to know everything, aren't I?

Anyway, to the dreams. There were 2 sleeps today. The first one was the usual nocturnal, with the addition of someone who used to be in my dreams all the time but not in the last year or so, and is slowly returning: my husband! Yay!

We were all graduated, and had just moved back to Southern IL, where Hubby's family is. It's only a few miles from where I grew up, though the parents moved away long ago. We were living in a trailer in the middle of nowhere, felt about halfway between Benton and Thompsonville (Oh, Deja vu. I've dreamed about typing this before, I think... that happens often...). We had a pet duck and a monkey, for some reason. The monkey liked to play in the forests around us, and I had wild berry bushes nearby to munch from. My grandfather was alive (died over 10 years ago), and helping us get settled. We had just unpacked, and were getting everything arranged. There was something about driving on the gravel road to get there, it's very vivid... I remember, we were sad about something happening to someone close to us.

No, Granddad wasn't there, but my father-in-law was and was called Granddad, but we didn't have children yet. We were coming home in his old pickup (how I know it was him), with the news that Hubby and I were going to be taking care of a baby only a month or two old. Her parents were close to us, but something had happened and we were fostering her until they could take care of her again. In retrospect, I do note the absence of two if our RL friends who we have planned to live with after graduation and who may or may not be a couple. It may have been their baby? That would explain the "Granddad" thing, the male friend is practically another son of his.

When we get there, I have a handful of (very red, and sweet) berries and let my father-in-law taste some with me before going inside to prep an impromptu nursery. I find my mother there, she came down to help, and she begins trying to convince me to send the baby away: "You should hold her for a while before you decide. (WTF does that mean???)" "Are you really willing to donate what this baby will need?" "What baby could possibly be happy with you?" etcetera.

I try to ignore her as best I can, then leave the nursery to find myself in the house I grew up in, right outside my bedroom door. I wander over to the sofa, and see an empty binder. I don't know the binder IRL, but I know it as a makeshift photo album that used to be my school binder. Finally, staring at the binder, I tell her "I will be SO glad when you move out, you are so f***ed up!" This is the last thing I remember before waking up.

My husband works graves, so we rarely get to share the bed. After a few hours, I took a couple of Benadryls to sedate me and went back to bed. I had just watched Inception, and found this site, and wanted to see if I could lucid. Benadryl has a hallucinatory effect on me, but I don't want sleeping pills in the house. I'm depressive, and it just doesn't seem safe, you know? Silly me, should have used mugwort.

I remember my older sister, Mary (One of the Mom clones), living with her boyfriend Tom. I was with Mom, Dad, and my little sister, Shawna (Another clone, but much more sympathetic) visiting her. They lived to the north of my hometown, a couple of hours away. I think Salem, but it was a ritzy subdivision in the woods. She can't afford that IRL. I think the car we were driving was the green Taurus station wagon, which we got rid of in... '99? But I was an adult in this dream, married though Hubby was elsewhere at the time. I think he was back south with his family.

We stopped at a gas station I've seen many, many times in my dreams since I was young, a mini-truck stop. I don't know it IRL, but now it was in Mount Vernon and we'd stopped there many times over the years. Now I know where in my dream geography it is. We stopped to eat, a greasy spoon diner, where Mom made all sorts of jabs at me that I don't remember while Dad stared at his food and Shawna tried to ease the snarks by laughing back at Mom.

I left the table, seeing a newspaper headline that Mary had bitten Tom and the police were looking for her. I bring the paper to the table, saying that it must have happened after we left (though how the paper was printed that fast is kind of screwy), and I see Mom holding up a half-empty foot-tall salt shaker shaped like a juice bottle. She yells "Your salt intake is high! You're pregnant aren't you?" She's ecstatic, but making fun of it in front of the whole diner. I finally snap, and start telling her off that my cycle ended a week ago (not irl, of course), I hadn't had sex since then, and if I WERE pregnant it would be none of her business and she wouldn't be involved in any way. There's more yelling, and I wake up.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[Another really long entry, but it's a really good one this time. Sorry for taking up so much page space again.]

I'm on the playground of my elementary school. It's dusk, and there are lots and lots of kids and teenagers on the playground, some playing games, others just milling around. I see one group of kids playing something that they call tackle football; it involves one person on the team holding a bowl of green beans and others holding and occasionally eating spoonfuls of the green beans, while the entire team moves around the field. Curious about the game they're playing, I approach the group.

“Are those green beans?” I ask.

“Yes,” someone in the group says.

The group spreads out a little, and I see that two of the people in it are P. and Thomas[, who first appeared in my dream dated December 7]. The instant I see him, I know for sure that I'm dreaming. “Thomas?” I say, looking at him. He acknowledges me. I'm pleasantly surprised to see him again, and amazed at how completely real all the people around me look. Throughout the rest of this dream, I make a special effort to pay attention to the environment around me, including paying attention to the physical sensations of touching things whenever I can. I'm aware that if I don't, they'll stop existing and fade away.

I start wandering through the playground, heading back toward the school buildings. P. and Thomas are following me. It's now fully dark, but the playground is still crowded. I end up on the sidewalk of the street that runs along the south side of the school and passes the kindergarten before the dreamscape shifts on me.

I don't notice the shift itself, but I find myself walking through the streets of a charming, slightly old-fashioned downtown with square, orderly blocks. There's no one else around. I stop and turn around, attempting to summon P. and/or Thomas by expecting them to be there. It doesn't work; I'm all alone. I shrug and continue exploring. As I had in the previous scene, I continue to notice and marvel at how vivid, detailed, and realistic the environment around me is. Everything looks and feels exactly like reality, yet I know perfectly well that I'm dreaming. I can even feel the asphalt and pavement under my feet. [It didn't occur to me until I had woken up and was lying there, recalling my dream, that I must have looked pretty funny wandering around in public places with no shoes on. ] I remember one of my lucid goals and attempt to walk through a wall into one of the shops. I try it twice, but it doesn't work either time; I'm not surprised at all to discover that the wall is just as solid and “real” as everything else in this dream world. As I continue walking, I think, Wow, this dream is really stable and seems to be going on for a long time. What should I do here? Oh, yeah – the Task of the Month is to hit a DC with a snowball. I'll have to go find a snowball. But there is no snow in this setting, and the weather is clear and bright.

I pass a small shop front on a street corner, with a red brick facade and a walk-up window where you can buy things. I recognize the woman inside as Lisa D., a real-life friend. I stop and talk to her. I say, “Lisa, do you happen to know where I might find a snowball?” She invites me to come into the shop through the door on the side. I stand just outside the door. [I don't know why; recall is a little vague here.] The small shop is actually a short truck, which is backed up to the brick facade with the window in it with its back cargo door open, forming the interior space. Lisa starts up the truck and starts driving it away from the facade and along the street. I walk quickly along with it for a little way, holding on to the frame of the open, narrow door on the side and keeping pace with it. Then I step up into the truck through the doorway and ride in it. I say aloud, “I could float along with the truck, but when the truck is moving, why make the effort?” I vaguely remember another person being in the doorway with me, but if so, I don't know who it was.

I ride inside the truck as it drives up into the mountains. While sitting in the truck, I hold onto the handle of a plastic bucket, feeling the sensation to ensure the dream remains stable. The truck takes me to a town on a mountaintop. I'm on or near a different, fenced-in school playground [I think; again, my recall isn't very good here.] I can see buildings on the tops of nearby hills, and I think I catch a glimpse of a patch of snow on a distant hilltop, but I'm not sure.

[I think] The scene shifts again, and I'm walking around on the campus of a community college. [Day residue; I walked back and forth across my real community college campus several times yesterday.] There's no one else around. This community college campus has slightly more traditional-looking architecture than my real one does, has a different layout, and there are more plants around and they're more mature, making the campus greener than my real one. This is a pretty campus, I think. I'm still admiring how vivid and "real" my surroundings are as I explore them, and I'm still looking for snow, but not finding any.

[Dreamskip? Another scene shift? I'm not sure, but the next thing I remember is that] I'm walking through the interior of a large, recreational building. I'm in a spacious, high-ceilinged indoor space with two swimming pools in it, a large, deep one and a smaller, shallower one, at right angles to each other. There are people in this room, many of them kids, walking around, swimming, and getting into and out of the pools. In one corner of the room is the entrance to a child-care room, which is full of brightly pastel-colored play equipment with little kids playing on it. It's separated from the room with the pools by glass walls. One of the glass walls has sticky gel letters on the inside of it, so that they look backward from outside the room. I can still read them backward, though. When I first look at them, I read them as “Children Sno” and think, Yay, snow! Then I approach the room for a closer look and realize that I've misread them; they say “Children Glo.” I leave the room, walking on the path between the narrow end of the larger pool and the longer side of the smaller pool. As I walk, I complain aloud: “There's no snow here! I mean, I know I've lived in Southern California all my life, but come on! Can't I have some imagination?” [I was complaining about the fact that, even though I wanted to complete the Task of the Month, my mind wasn't creating any snow in my dream world. The explanation I came up with for this observation was that I've never spent a winter in an area where it snows, so my mind can't re-create snow very easily, because I've only experienced it in real life a couple of times, so I don't know what it's like very well.]

Outside the recreational building, there's a courtyard or patio where a large group of people are having a celebration or reception. I walk among them without speaking to anyone. No one takes any notice of me. There are folding tables with paper tablecloths and lots of food set out on them, including oatmeal cookies. [I wish I'd thought to try one! This was the first time I've had the chance to try dream food while lucid, and I missed it! Dang!] Still in search of a snowball to throw, I decide to try summoning one by reaching under a small table of food next to a wall, without looking, and expecting a snowball to be there. It doesn't work. When I look, the only thing under the table is a small, open-topped cardboard box with some kind of party supplies in it, like paper napkins. [I note that in my attempts to summon people or things in this dream, I did not have the same quiet assurance and confidence that it would work as I had at those times in the past when I successfully summoned an object. I wasn't truly focusing on it or believing in it this time, which, I think, is why it didn't work.]

I get up from looking under the table and look around at the people celebrating. I sense that the dream is about to end. I close my eyes, hoping to use that method of teleporting to get to another environment. I just end up looking at the inside of my real eyelids.

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Side notes:

This dream came at the end of a very bad, emotionally draining day and a late night. I was too tired to really try to induce a lucid dream. All I did was get up for a minute or two and go back to bed right before I had this dream, do a minimal amount of affirmations (maybe one or two), and wear my cardboard-square wristband on the inside of my right wrist, which I hadn't worn at all in a while. It may have been one of these things that caused such a long, vivid lucid dream, or maybe it was just the fact that I'd had a bad day and wanted to escape from it all (even though I consciously told myself before bed that that was stupid). I sure did feel a lot happier and better after waking up from my dream, though.

After waking up, I realized two things about this dream:
A) Expecting to be able to summon a snowball was stupid because, unlike the seed pod that I successfully summoned before (see entry dated October 26, 2010), a snowball doesn't naturally exist as a discrete object. You have to make a snowball yourself.
B) I was surrounded by DCs several times. I could have talked to my subconscious and asked for the answers to the questions from my exam that I missed because I had studied those subjects months ago, forgotten about them, and failed to review before the exam. (I'm not saying for sure that it would have worked, but it would have been fun to try. I'm curious to know if it can work.) I actually thought about doing that before I went to bed, but I didn't even think of it while I was dreaming. The only thing it occurred to me to do was to hit a DC with a snowball. Silly me! I will have to add “ask a DC about stuff I should know, but have forgotten” to my list of goals.

One final note: Wow. I now have a recurring, original, named dream character who is neither a pre-existing fictional character nor anyone I know in real life, and seeing him made me go lucid because I remembered meeting him in a previous dream, and here he was again, so I had to be dreaming. That's pretty neat. I can't say for sure that that officially makes him my dream guide, though, at least not just yet. It didn't occur to me to ask him if he was one. If I see him again, I'll try to remember to do that.

11.12.2010

I turn into a... Old School video game? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Hi readers!!!

It has been a while I did not post dreams. I had an average of 1-2 recalls per single day and its on my paper journal, but I have been super busy and I did not have the time to write them all. On these last ten days, I had around 24 dreams recalled and 6 of them, were lucid. Nothing awesome. My lucids were short because, as most of you know, I am using all my lucids to either completed the Task of the Month (usually on the first lucid after I see the tasks) and then, to Astral Project.

Here goes one dream from last night. I will try again to upload daily my dreams.

I was in a fancy school with a female dream character. I have been in this schoool before, or that is what I thought on the dream. I knew I was not rich enough to enter the school. There was some people making sure only white collar people. I was worried they they would spot me or something. When I approached the entrance, I tried to walk at a slow pace without looking at the guards. There was a very loud alarm making a lot of noise as well as a red light. There was some confusion so I could enter.

I knew I had several points or tokens from the previous time I was there. I had 1,000,000 of something. I was able to pay it to a Genie who would make me live a new life. This school had several different rooms. I was looking for the Genie room. I saw a lady and I asked her. There was still confusion and people running around.

This lady had no idea. She was on the laundry room. There was a washing machine that was about 20 feet tall. Each piece of clothes was about 10 feet. There was a guy inside the washing machine (the door was open)

I left this room and found a beautiful garden. I sat on the glass next to the female DC I was with.
I realized how beautiful she was. I kissed her and we had sex.

I remembered I was searching for the Genie. I entered a small room. All the walls were like made out of iron. There was a guy with a huge gun that threw electric beams. He chased me, however, I found this Genie room. I asked the Genie to give me a new life. I started to float in the middle of the room. The guy shoot at me but he could not harm me.

The dream switched to third person. I saw like a very old school main screen of a old Donkey Kong game. I think I was Donkey Kong. Mario (from modern games) had to collect old school pixelated mini Marios. I could hear the voices from Sponge Bob and Patrick shouting, "Basement!" I suddenly saw Patrick jumping and rolling on the screen, also collecting these marios and destroying barrels. After he collected all the Marios, he jumped on a surf board and drowned Donkey Kong.

Missed Dream Signs:
- I was going back to school.
- The huge washing machine.
- The Genie.
- The weird videogame

Catching up on some missed DJ entries

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Non-lucid

NonDream Non-lucid Lucid

I remember being in some kind of camp, somewhat like a summer camp type thing. There are several small cabins with large bay windows, and all the comforts inside (large TVs, Refridgerators, munchies, etc). Two of my close friends are there, G and P, as well as my girlfriend, S, I'll call them for the purposes of anonymity. We decide we're going to go hiking, though for some reason I get the impression that we're doing it against the rules. After quite a while of hiking, G starts suggesting that we head back rather than get in trouble when they realize we're gone. We ignore him for the most part, and continue hiking

After a while, we come across some kind of racetrack. I can't remember for the life of me what races on the track, but I believe it's a kind of animal, or maybe robots. There is a lead car which is a medium sized remote control car with big, grippy, offroad tires for driving in the mud. It's supposed to run around the track, making the racers chase it. Like the rabbit at greyhound tracks The car veers off of the track when we get close, and drives off into the woods. There are semi well traveled paths throughout the woods, and we stick to those throughout our adventure. We continue to follow the car for quite some time, and it eventually emerges from the woods on the outskirts of the park/property. We realize that we are way far from where we are supposed to be, so we pick up the car and head back towards camp.

We approach the camp on a ridge overlooking the entire site. Everyone has chosen their cabins and campsites already, and we are disappointed and annoyed that we are stuck with whatever is leftover. The car is gone now for some reason There are miniature 'stargates' at each campsite and cabin, and we've got a 4' 'stargate' with us now. To get down to the campsite from where we are, we must get down a 2 level cliff type thing. There is the level we are on, then about a 6 foot drop, sloped slightly, then a ledge of about 4 feet wide, then another 10 foot drop after that. I suggest that we use our small 'stargate' as a sled and slide down the hill. G points out the huge "Keep Off" sign on the top of the hill, directly blocking where we would need to slide down. I try to convince him that it is a dream, and it doesn't matter. Major missed dreamsign lol I point out the stargates around the camp and ask him if that makes any sense. He replies 'no' but he still doesn't want to risk it. I say whatever, and slide down the the first part on my butt, using the sign to propel me faster like on a slide at a playground. I land with a hard thump. The mud is harder than it looks. It hurt my butt, but I told everyone that I was okay, and to come on down. Then, not looking forward to the higher fall, I slid down that as well. I landed on my feet this time, looked back, and we were all at the bottom.

We started looking around the camp, presumably trying to find an empty campsite or cabin. P is hanging with some friends of his in a cabin with humongous bay windows, we can see they're having a good time and don't want to interrupt. Unable to find anything, we head back to the visitors center, and crash on the couch in the lobby. All three of us laying on the couch together. Not fun. An old friend of mine's mom came in and offered us blankets, we told her no thanks, and she left. It WAS really hot and humid. I start playing around with my gf, S, and I roll back and forth, annoying G. I end up falling off the couch, and we all had a good laugh about it.

Not a particularly exciting dream, but it was pretty long, detailed, and with all the fragments I've been having lately, it's nice to have a bit of a plot.

I had the most amazing abstract dream last night, but I was too lazy to get out of bed to take notes and now it's gone. Was sleeping on my right side of course. I think it was some sort of abstract take on the facebook game Backyard monsters. Only have a boring regular dream, but there at least one interesting part.

Outdoor Athetics
Recall: 5/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

I'm at some sort of outdoor athletic event. Chantal walks up and puts her arm around me, which takes me by surprise, and I'm not sure how to react. I put my arm around her in return, but I feel uncomfortable, mainly because it just came out of the blue like that. Sasha is hitting on me as well, and some guy asks me "You hang out with those girls?", to which I reply yes. I'm a little offended my his snoby attityde.

I walk under a bridge to and some racers run out of the woods. They are going so fast, they run right across the water and up a steep hill. As they climb, they become... different. Like exagerated superhero bodies. One is built like the hulk, and just powers up the cliff, tossing people aside.

The racers out of sight, I look out to the river where there are people wading in the water and fishing. This woman catches the biggest fish I've ever seen, and I try to tell my friends to look. But when they do, the fish is gone. They don't believe me, and ask the woman about the fish, who says she released it.

(12/11/09)

I had a very short dream last night. It was something like this:

I found a small baby panda crawling around in my back yard. I remember looking down at it at first from the balcony at the back of my house. I got out and picked up the little cub and brought it in. I don't remember seeing my own hands or any part of my body as I picked the animal up.

I briefly took my eyes off of the little panda and, when I looked down again, it was a grey hamster instead. I didn't see it transform or anything. It was just no longer a panda cub at that point.

Shortly after, I remember waking up.

Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

[This is a catch-up post from two nights ago, which was the night before an examination. As I was going to bed, I tried to concentrate on the ideas that were going to be on the exam, hoping that I would dream about them. It worked... but not in the way I'd hoped. My commentary on the dream will include explanations of what parts of it relate to the exam.]

[Dream #1] I'm making a scrapbook. I'm brushing clear, rubber-cement-like glue onto the bristles of another kind of brush, to glue it onto something flat. The handle of the brush I'm using to apply the glue breaks, so I have to apply it by holding on to the outer part of the bottle instead. Satoshi and other characters from the Pokémon anime series are there. [I can see why I was dreaming about scrapbooking: it's a method of committing things to memory, which is what I had been doing all day to prepare for the exam.]

[Dream #2] I'm visiting Fallingwater.

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As I approach the entrance, I feel absolute awe at the beauty of this place, and it shows on my face. There's a big, dramatic, semi-enclosed entryway with dark brown walls; the main doors are on the left as you're walking through the channel that the entryway forms, and directly across from them is a low patio coffee table and some patio chairs, facing onto the walkway. Several of my professors from college are sitting in those chairs, including the one who taught the art history class focusing on architecture in which I first learned about this building [in real life]. I stop and chat with him about how wonderful it is to be there. He remembers me, and says that he's there to work. I say that I'm there on vacation.

I enter the building through the entryway. Inside, there's a child-care room, full of older kids and teens who would be bored by the tour of the place. There is a silent radio in the room to announce when kids who are in there are being kicked out of it for bad behavior and released back to their parents. It says things like, “(Kid's name) is now under the direct guardianship of her mother.” I watch from a third-person perspective as one of the teenage girls in the room offers to have sex with one of the teenage boys. There follows a non-graphic, narrative description thereof, without any visuals.

The child-care room is located just off of a large, open entry hallway, also dark brown and clearly built after the fact, especially for the tourists. There is a sign that says “Photographers will be shot,” as in, with a sniper rifle. [I know it's a famous landmark and all that, but that's awfully harsh!] [The exam was on the subject of data network architecture, so of course, it makes sense that I would dream about one of the most famous works of architecture ever built. Even though it didn't help me with the exam, I thought this was a pretty awesome dream. I'd love to visit the real Fallingwater someday.]

I haven't been able to remember a dream in what seems like forever, but I remembered two last night. Somehow this happened when I was on a terrible sleep schedule (accidentally napped for 2 hours, didn't go to bed until 5am), but I'll take what I can get.

1: I was going to a gigantic airport in the sky with my dorm friends and there were many sculptures suspended outside. There were minimal-to-no handrails. We got on this huge airship (I mean like a propeller-driven floating cruise ship with all the amenities) and we hung out until one of my friends in a lounge chair fell over the edge. Nobody was in the room at the time, so I had to let everybody know, except I woke up before then. Kinda depressing.

2: I was at this convention and I bought this game, then immediately warped back home where I could play it. It was pretty fun: there was an underground level where you had to find things with a metal detector but you could only move slowly, and there was a level where you could grind on the rails of a rollercoaster. The intro took place in a colorful half pipe. The controller looked like that of a Dreamcast. The game even had an option for content unlockable with a copy of a Ratchet and Clank game. I had to keep the system hidden, though, because nobody knew I had bought it.

Also, I tried to WILD after the nap. I could feel SP happening, but then I did RCs and I was still awake.

I have another day of teacher practice and have a lesson with a small group of students (maybe 3). However, instead of talking to them and helping them I soon find myself in a bed on the other side of the room. Just like the students, I find this a bit weird and surprising. I just lay there and ignore them while I at the same time start to feel guilty for being lazy. They seem to feel abandoned and they just sit there and stare at me with confusion in their eyes, apparently waiting for me to do something connected to the lesson. But I just ignore this, relax and pull the blanket over my shoulder. Right after this I wake up.

This night's dreams are definitely going down as memorable. I remember a great deal of them, good stuff happened, and I briefly went lucid (Not in my last REM cycle even!)

The first thing I remember of the dream is being in an underground facility of some sort. There were lots of DC's everywhere. My RL friend was with me (as a DC) and we were looking around the place. We ended up in this room with two other female DC's (Who didn't resemble anyone that I personally know). They joined up with us and after awhile it became apparent that one of them liked me, and the other liked my friend. The environment didn't change much during the exploration, but it kinda did start to resemble the interior of the northern building of my high school. The girl who liked my friend actually kinda brought me to the realization that her friend liked me (I was ignoring the signs apparently). So I went up and grabbed her hand. I'm not going to go into detail of the next few scenes cause it doesn't really belong in a dream journal Now what happened next was the girls had to go, and apparently my friend and I had to escape the facility. There was hulk hogan and guns. Alot of my memory of this dream is hazy as it did occur in one of my first REM cycles, but I remember my friend jumping through blast doors right before they closed. I went back into the facility, found a bag with a handgun in it (with 2 shots). I actually did squeeze of two rounds without the trigger jamming like it usually does in dreams. I met hulk hogan with whom I apparently had a family connection with and we forged an escape plan where he ended up doing a bunch of stuff in character to some of the guards.

Now I don't remember if that was one whole continuous dream or if it was split by when I woke up. I cannot distinguish when I woke up in terms of my dream because the entire dream is blended together in my head (though when I woke up I took about a minute to review it in my head so as not to forget it, ill keep some paper bedside to write it down next time). Anyway, I tried to WILD for about 15 - 30 minutes and after not being able to enter the dream state (though I'm pretty sure i hit SP), I gave up and went to sleep normally.

Outside of the facility was a parking lot, but the whole world was blocky and resembled the environment of the game Minecraft. There was just something not right about it and I finally did pick up on the ridiculousness of the world around me by looking at one of the trees. It was make of blocks, and I could even see the seams between the blocks. Even the leaves were in large 1x1 meter block shapes. It clicked for me and I became aware. I didn't even have to throw down a reality check, I just became lucid. Now what I should have done right then was stop and stabilize the dream. I got excited but I actually didn't wake myself or become aware of my body. I just took off in one direction determined to find my dream guide. I actually saw a few blocky Minecraft people looking at me running and jumping around (half flying). I turned a corner and saw my mother walking in the direction I was coming from. I asked her if she knew where I could find my dream guide, but she just spouted utter gibberish to me and walked away. I walked into a blocky hut that I saw in front of me, and immediately my vision faded and I had a false awakening. Bummer.

I seemed to be back just outside the facility. I was looking at a computer screen and associated my LD's clarity to just sleeping with my eyes open looking at the computer screen or something. I didn't RC on awakening like I should have, I just moved on.

Much later, most likely in another dream cycle I was walking outside a building. There was a tank in front of me firing down the street at another ground of tanks. I threw myself flat and crawled to cover. I looked over at the target tanks and saw men scrambling out of the top. The tank beside me put another round into the hull of the tank and I saw limbs, blood and bits of people explode out ward from the hatches. Thick oily smoked poured from the hatch. I turned away and climbed onto the side of the tank nearest me. It took me down to the wreckage where I looked around a bit. The hulls of the target tanks were crushed and their lifeless operators just sat in the street where the rain washed away their blood. It was pretty nasty. I walked down the street to a building marked 'HQ' Upon entering I received a badge with my name and military ranking on it. I was a bit confused but I just rolled with it. There was a girl i was talking to inside with ranking 11 (my rank was 4). An Asian guy with ranking 101 walked in a little later to cheers of the other DC's inside. Eventually I ended up outside walking down the street. There was also a cat and mouse. I was holding the cat so it wouldn't pounce on the mouse. I could hear the cats thoughts of "Let me at him!" But for some reason I didn't let him. Memory fades at this point.



The next thing I remember is being in line for a roller coaster. Its an updated version of a local one. And resembles it greatly. I climb on board with a few other DC's, the restraints actually close this time and the ride begins. I managed to ride this thing mostly to completion. It had tons of inversions, twists, turns, corkscrews, barrel rolls, and spins. I even got a picture in my head of a dream I had months and months ago of the same roller coaster where I had refused to ride it because it had looked so terrifying. I don't remember the train ever completing its circuit, I'm pretty sure I woke up right before it did.

TODO: RC when I wake up! I think this is what's screwing me out of alot of potential LD's

Woah.. wall of text. I highlighted the beginning of the LD in blue and the end in red just to clarify it in case someone reads it and wants to give me advice without having to read the entire frigging thing.