non-lucid

So for the past few nights I haven't been sleeping well at all due to real life things that needed to be tended to. Finally got most of those out of the way so I have more time devoted to sleep, thankfully. (Between working out and working, I'm worn out.) I'm not even sure anyone reads this but myself, but what the hell, ya know?

The Blizzard that Blanketed the World - I dreamt we have a HUGE blizzard and for some reason I was in my Ghillie suit (Off note: Yes, I own a Ghillie suit.) I was with Cole, and we were walking through it, barely being able to see in front of us. I decided to venture off on my own when he said he was going to wait for a ride. I thought my house wasn't far away, but somehow I got lost in a village of shacks, seemingly like I was thrown back into Medieval Europe. I was stumbling about, freezing and I knew I was near death. Someone asked if I was alright, and I said told them I wasn't and that I couldn't feel my fingers. The man ran up to me and gave me some fluid I thought was water, but quickly I learned it was whiskey. I got pretty drunk. It felt strange, and I stood up and started walking, though It was more like hobbling, around. While the man and an older woman, probably his mother, argued about giving me liquor. I stammered around thinking "I'm Drunk. I'm drunk! Body, can't you see I'm drunk!". The man and woman decided to take me in until the storm passed, and I was able to live in a giant basement that I pimped out and I got through by helping people with their plumbing.

The Iron Dragon vs The Iron Man - I was in some sort of labyrinth made of steel and lava with 4 other friends. We were decked out in futuristic armor and I had some sort of gun that shot in bursts, it kind of resembled an M16, but not quite. Me and my friends were going through the labyrinth which had doors of fire, and we saw a giant dragon which seemed to be made of iron, or the same material that our armor and weapons were made of. We began shooting at it, and slowly but surely taking down it's health. Then all of a sudden all the fire doors opened and we were no longer safe from it. It charged at us and I dove out of the way. Then we got past it and it chased us through the maze of hallways and platforms. Before I knew it I was separated from the rest of my friends and with the dragon on my tail. I had a good hunch that my friends were dead, and as soon as I thought of it their names popped up in my HUD (I had a helmet on) with KIA next to their names. All of a sudden I was desperate, and I knew I was probably going to die. Almost resigning to my death, I instead pushed on and turning around at corners to send bursts into the dragons head, which did almost nothing to it. I found myself sprinting across the platform surrounded by lava we first met the dragon at, and something, or someone said to me "You are in charge here. You choose your fate." All of a sudden I turned around, saw the dragon about 30 meters behind me, shot some bursts into it, and it charged at me. When it was not a few feet away from me, I suddenly flew up into the air using a jetpack I had all but forgotten about, and through the ceiling. Before me all I saw was blackness, the only light escaping from the hole from the lair of the dragon. I woke up after that.

Just what the title says. No, I haven't already quit. I just had to take some MORE time off from lucid dreaming unexpectedly thanks to getting sick. But now that I'm 99% better, I can start again with documenting my average dreams and work towards making them lucid once again.

I don't recall my dreams from last night, but I do recall an interesting dream from the night before, so I'll summarize it now.

The dream began as a false awakening. I got out of bed and was about to begin my daily routine when I decided to go back to sleep for a few more minutes. So that's just what I did; I got back in bed and lay my head down and I was out.

Now I was in a dream within a dream (notice the darker text indicating a deeper level?). I found myself standing on the edge of a vast canyon and exploring the surrounding area. Something didn't feel right, but I couldn't tell what. After about a half hour of looking around and finding nothing interesting, I decided to lie down and go to sleep.

Now in layer 3 of the dream, I found myself at a friend's dorm at the college he goes to...only the actual layout of the place was nothing like the real-world college. The dream explained it away as remodeling, and I never caught on that it was a dream. My friend was asking me about dreams, particularly lucid ones, and if it would be possible to share dreams.

"Sure it's possible, I've done it before." I said. "We could do it right now in fact, if I can manage a WILD."

"Well, want to give it a try?" He asked.

I agreed to try, so we lay down and went to sleep.

I was now in layer 4 of the dream, aware that I was dreaming, and in a white void. All around me all I saw was white. I couldn't move anywhere or speak, and when I tried, it simply woke me up into the previous layer of the dream.

"Did you do it?" My friend asked.

"Yeah, but I couldn't stay in for some reason."

In another moment, I woke up from that dream and into the layer before it. I was only at this one a split second before I shot up into the air as the dream faded out into the first layer, and I sat up in my bed.

"That was a crazy dream!" I said to myself as I climbed out of bed.

Then I woke up for real, and was totally disoriented from all the waking up

Posted from the dreams between Wed, Dec 1 - Thur, Dec 2

First Dream Location: Night, Old World Village, Modern-day

From what I can remeber as being the start of my dream, I was standing outside, at the time of what I would say about 10:00 PM. It was completely dark and there was a black street light standing tall and bright in front of me. Next below the light was a cobble stone pathway appearing to be everywhere in the city with no signs of dirt or grass paths. Next to the lamp were rows and rows of houses that were painted white with dark wood (either red or natural brown) support beams, which seem to be German influenced housing. Past the light farther up the path stood a man with gray hair (including a mustache), a brown coat and pair of pants, and a blue and white striped fancy long sleeve shirt. The most notable thing was that he was holding a very shiny gold saxophone. He didn't play, he just continued to make eye contact with me and I walked away to a bar where I sat for what felt like 3 seconds and did nothing. The bar had low lighting, everything was dark wood, the lights had candles in them and where hanging in cast-iron frames. It was fuzzy in the room, it felt tired and dark. I felt like I was entering locals territory and the bartender came up to me and just stared, giving me an I-know-what-you-did look while he was cleaning out one glass the entire time with a very white cloth napkin.

Second Dream Location: Construction area

I raced through on a green sports bike with a green helmet on. There was a random woman holding on to me while we were racing through the construction zone. Suddenly I gun it down and aim for this make-shift ramp (seemed to be just some random wooden planks). We jumped up in the air still on the bike and headed directly towards a concrete wall about 6 feet away. The dream skipped over and we must of just landed safely while defying the laws of physics and were standing behind these metal walls (there was a second story with 4 metal walls about 5ft across, if you have ever played Halo 3's "The Pit", on the third story where the turret is near, it's those exact same walls.) The construction zone was simplistic in color, it was tan, and with about 4 red metal support beams. Everything in the room looked soft, almost as if it were a video game. Suddenly as I got my good overhead view of what my surrounding were 3 men jumped out of nowhere, allegedly hiding behind all the construction equipment. We appeared to have a shootout (while I was still wearing my bike helmet) and it was going no where. I threw a blinking explosive device (the C4 from "Just Cause 2") and the dream ended.

Third Dream Location: Ski Resort/Hotel

I looked at the TV as I saw countless Skiers plummeting down a literal 90 degree angle slope. It was a macho contest of failure as I watched 5 or so out of 10 immediately fall face-first or on there backs (the other half just kept going). The snow was incredibly white and looked amazingly good to Ski on. I suddenly hear my sister blurt out "I want to go down that slope" and everyone somehow gets into agreeance of going down this slope. As sudden flash and we were an an orange docking and un-docking room for skiers (the chairlift doors). The outer trim was white and the weather was amazing, clear paths, and awesome visibility. The building was made of about 40% glass and had an orange trim all around it. I tried to exit fast, but there were 20 or so adults and children in front of me all in black rings for going downhill. I skied for who knows how long and arrived higher up on the moutian some how. I went into a room that was dark, all stone and had a pool of water in it. There was a huge line, and some even jumped into the frigid water to get out. We got to the end in about 5 seconds. I awoke again in the hotel (green sheets, white lamps with gold bases, cream white walls, generic looking hotel). I was watching TV when one of my sisters friends came looking for my sister.

Fourth Dream Location: Old Bar/Knock-off Star Ship Enterprise

I was in an old bar with my old friend Eric. We were catching up on old times and talked for about 5 seconds (but it was about 3 full length conversations). We talked about music for a while and we were listening to nothing (I'm assuming there was something in the dream). I told him, "do you want to know an awesome song?" We were already on YouTube.com and I started typing, but there was a distortion in the letters. I typed about 30% letters, 40% emblems and 30% other. I was extremely confused and went to Google.com, the same effect happened when I typed. At Google.com, it was stylized, there was a blue and white background image of stars and the logo of Google was replaced with a distorted image (looked like a black hole was sucking in something). He said "wait" and click on the black-hole and we went back in time 5 seconds and the same typing process happened. He said "wait" and this time the hole sucked us in and I was in a dark room. The room had all tan chairs (like the ones in Star Trek) and there was no artificial lighting. There was one window with a sun outside in space and a chair 2ft away from the window. There in a big elaborate chair was sitting Patrick Stewart in his Star Trek costume staring outside. He pulled up an all blue and bright cyan hologram of what looked like a diagram of a molecule. Everything was sucked up and the dream ended.

Well that's it , I have no idea where the basis for most of these came from.

Dream Status:

Lucid?: Not yet
Dream Count Mode?: now raised to about a dream every other day.
Binaural beats?: Yes

I am at a lakefront. There are some other, unknown people with me. I possibly swam in the lake. I'm quite sure theres a part of the beginning of the dream missing. We go to an island by car. There we drive recklessly around. After driving for a while, we stop. I get off the car and go into a house. I can't remember what we did there. After it we go to a bus. The woman (I think she was female) with me takes a green blanket and says that we'd have to mask ourselves. She wraps the cloth around her head and I go under it. I (or we?) leave the bus.

At this point I had a false awakening. I woke up in my room and started writing down some notes of the dream. There were some unknown people in our house, a man, his wife and their daughter. The computer was on so I showed something to the daughter. Then I went back to sleep.

The dream continued from the island. We go driving again. After that it's the time to leave. I go to the shore, where we landed. Now there are some people I know with me. A friend of mine says she has to go already. I can't remember with what she left. My brother comes to me, showing me a map. Theres northern Europe and the Baltic sea. We are somewhere in Poland. Theres our route marked with red. Meanwhile, mom is driving to the same place from France. My brother says he'll go there with mom's ride so he'll be there before me. After that he disappears. The next thing I remember is being where the dream started. I go into a shopping centre. I see my friend again, but she goes into a device of some sort and disappears. I walk around for some time. I realize that I have no money at all. Someone drops a coin, not noticing it. I pick it up. It's a two euros. I go back the way I came. Theres a square pit on the ground. My view shifts into it. Now I see myself as a creature made of pure energy. I'm in a alcove at the wall of the pit. Orange beams of energy form a grid about half a metre from the pit's bottom. Also my friend is there, in the form of an energy creature. Also numbers and letters form to the sides of the square. There are now nine smaller squares and about nine numbers or letters at a side of a square. Now she speaks.
"This enigma may seem complicated to you. However, once we get more known with each other, things like this will be part of everyday routine."
The dream ends before I have time to ask what she means.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID SEMI-LUCID

Good morning! Woke up and couldn't recall anything. I was waiting for my ride when it suddenly hit me. A very crazy dream, in which I was almost lucid.

10.00: Bedtime

Crazy Party
I've just arrived at a party. It seems I'm a bit late, as most people are pretty drunk. There's a table on which I can see all kinds of Bacardi Breezer. I can't seem to find any cloudy ones. "Is there any cloudy Bacardi's?" I ask the guy at the table. I spot a cloudy drink standing further away, it will have to do. I grab the drink and a guy comes up to me. I recognise him, it's a friend of a friend. "Hey Matteh!" he smiles with his mouth open and holding two plastic cups. "That's my drink, but it's okay!" He can't even stand straight and I put the drink down, spilling it all over the table. "Oh, whatever dude!" he tells me, even happier.

I walk away and start climbing over tables and low walls. Suddenly I'm jumped from behind. I grab the person and slam him down on the table. It was just my friend Henrik fooling around. I've somehow hurt him bady and my other friend Felix is there aswell. Apparently I've hurt him too, and everything gets very emotional. I hug Henrik as I tell him I'm sorry. Tears starting to form in the corner of my eyes.

The dream skips. I'm still at the party, drinking Bacardi's with my brother Martin and my sister Madeleine. Suddenly I feel something's not right in my mouth, and I feel around with my finger. Three teeth fall out and I spot a hole in one of them. "Because of the infection, the pus in the mouth has started to rot" a narrator voice tells me, and I can feel the disgusting taste of pus in my mouth. I start puking my brains out. The vomit is black and red and the narrator voice continues on telling me how disgusting it is.

"Wait a second..." I say. "This is way too bizzare to be happening for real, I must be dreaming" I head for the nearest door and my brother and sister follow. I stand in the middle of a courtyard in the knee-deep snow. "If this is a dream, everything should be unstable" I tell myself. I can feel the cold snow on my feet, and everything around me looks too vivid to be a dream. I decide it's reality...

05.15: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 7 hours

Supplements before bed: Nothing

That's it! Very close to becoming lucid. Did meditate before bed, and did some mantra work. Might have been that! I bet if I really try hard and meditate every night, and do some mantra work before bed. I'll become lucid much more often.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

the first thing i remember was attending some sort of concert that my friend was putting on with the piano at a park that was also an amusment park. the grass was dark green cut nicley and the playground reminded me of a carousal kind of build. There were some rides but not to many. Friends showed up and we all started dancing to the piano and i eventualy made out with a girl i know whos two years younger then me. She invited me to sleep over and iwas lsikke yeaaaaa. we kept dancing in the moonlight then we went up the trail to trailer and someone have me like and eigth of weed two joins and a blunt for no reason except that he would be coming over later to smoke some. I said aite sounds good Then we went up to tayler and watched some kid get busted by our schosol administrator who was driving around in a golf cart searching people. I through a bunch of tin foil nd shit over the fence and walked calmly home. I showed up home with my friend and then put the weed in my second mail box which was now in a coca cola coin collector. I covered it with shubberey helped my dad with chores and went back out and grabd my weed put it into a bag.
I showed my friend how much i had and he was very excited so then a bus picked us up and we went to majic mountain. There was some sort of sling shot bunjie thing that shot you into the air and i attempted it and shot up way high and floated down towards the ground. After that there was another concert in the park and i attended that. After i again walked home and hung out with my friends in the front yard. After i found myself at a train station and when i got through to the other side me and my friends were all high as fuck making fun of diferent tour guides who showed us into what was a museum inside the train station. after that there was some dance and i didnt go i waited outside and some girls asked wat i was doin nd isaid i was thizzen wen i wasnt nd they said oo come in side but i did not nd woke up soon after

Small Town Secrets

I am in a small town somwhere. It is not my home town, but a friend lives here and he tells me a lot about his friends. My friend and I are somwhere in the town, and there is some adventure going on (darn it, I can't seem to remember many details except that it was interesting). There is a murderer somewhere and I think we are trying to catch him. There is some shooting and climbing around hills. My friend and I climb up a bank, and come across a secret passage in the top of a huge church. My friend tells me to run back into town and get a few friends.

I run back to town. The dream is set in the 1950's, and I walk into a diner. It's a bit like a scene from Happy Days in there, and I try to find the people my friend was talking about. I ask around, and come up with a couple. (There's more to this part, too. I just can't remember what. Somebody doesn't like me asking around or something. And I think I eat something).

In the company of these freinds, I go back to the top of the hill and find the opening to the passage. My friend is waiting there. He seems to know the way, and leads us down in. At the opening, the passage is very narrow, just like a crack in the rock. Farther in it opens up and looks like a hallway in a building. A few rooms appear, and a bathroom. Everything is a clean white color, like a hospital. I wake up before we go much farther.

Back to my Grandparents' House

I am at home. I am getting ready to make the drive to my grandparents' house, and am going to eat before I leave. My mother is going to make macaroni and cheese, but not until supper. I will have left by then, so I try to find something else to eat.

I know that the next day I have to give an oral presentation. I have given many, but this doesn't stop me from worrying that the anxiety will ruin my evening.

Hunting for Arrowheads

My family and I are staying at a lodge (one that exists in real life. We were there about two months ago.) I get up one morning and decide to go arrowhead hunting around some overhanging rocks I saw earlier. I make my way down the path, and come to an area that I don't remember from real life, but have dreamed about before. I go down a littl deer trail rather than the main path. and come into a wooded area with the rock overhangs. As i walk it begins to storm. At first I think nothing of it, but then a bolt of lightening hits so close I can feel it.

I dash under an outcropping. It is dark under there, but I have a flashlight. Shining it around, I can see bits of flint on the ground. Searching some more, I find arrowheads and other arifacts. They are quite well made, and in waking life I would categorize them as Mississippian, though there seem to be some Late Archaic types too (these are much more delicate than normal late Archaic points, but are shaped like them).

Former House, again

I am invited to my aunt and uncle's house for a family get together. Their house happens to be one of our neighbors' house where I used to live. It is a dreamsign, but I miss it. Instead I think "this is really weird! My relatives just happen to have bought this very house."

I drive up on a scooter. No, not a motor scooter. A toy scooter. I lived here as a little kid, so it must be associative memory. Then we go in and look around the house. I think how ironic it is.

Tornado

I'm driving down the highway. I'm also walking down the highway. I'm also scooting down the highway on a piece of cloth. I run into a drawer by the side of the road, knocking it open (it's like the highway is lined with wooden filing cabinets). I think about leaving it open, but i'm afraid some distracted person might accidentally run into it and wreck. I make an illegal U-turn and go back. I can't find the drawer, but I do see some guy in a pickup truck pulling a huge trailer behind him. He is going about 4 mph, and what is more has to sit next to a huge piece of meat hanging from the ceiling of his truck. I laugh about this with some other guys standing by the highway. "If I were him," says one guy, "I'd get out and call a taxi!". The general idea is that his wife is making him do this.

Now I'm at work. My work looks a lot like my former school. It is blowing up a storm outside. The wind is getting worse and worse. I look out, and see the wind knock over a dumpster. then the dumpster is pounded to pieces by the wind. I see a few people laying around, and run down to help. Some people have already gone out and helped one guy, and I call for assistance as I rush out to what I thought was an old lady. When I get there, I find it was just a bunch of packages. Still, it is storming so i move them inside. One guy who came to help is annoyed, but I don't care because the packages are saved.

Opening the packages, I find an oil lamp that is also a heater. This will come in handy if we lose power. I set it on a table covered in straw, wondering if that is a safe thing to do.

Being an accountant (fragment)

Part of another much larger dream. We are sitting at a table in a class. The instructor asks what we think is the best thing about being an accountant. "The power!" I say.

Last night I remembered three dreams but didn't record two of them (dammit) so I only have my most recent one to share.

I also almost DEILDed this morning but my dad made me talk -_-

Clubbing

Awake Non-lucid

I'm in my aunts car and she's taking me to pick up two of my cousins. Only one of them comes along. He looks surprisingly like my friend Sean, but younger. I shrug and go along with it, I haven't seen him in awhile. My aunt says we're going on a family holiday.

[Dream skip - Unknown] I'm in a hotel room or something. It's really big and open planned, but you can tell the different rooms from the shape of the walls. It's a dimly lit red area. I open my suitcase and groan. My aunt has only packed jeans and t-shirts. We're supposed to be going out! The only dress I have is the one I'm wearing. It's black and figure-hugging, and barely comes down to the bottom of my ass. I'm just glad i'm wearing black tights, along with strappy black platform heels. I can't remember the last time I was so glammed up!

"You didn't even pack me underwear!" I moan at her. She bites her lip and apologises.

"Sorry hunn, but I was busy packing the OUR stuff." She winks at my mum. I'm disgusted and decide to leave. She gives me a puzzle to do.

[Dream skip - a few minutes] My mum, aunt and cousin are already inside. I walk down a small hill to a brightly lit building. This holiday has been pants so far, so I plan to get smashed, I don't care if my family's there, they'll be wasted too. When I get inside, I sit by the bar. The guy fills a glass up with vodka and then whisks an egg into it and hands it to me. I've never seen that before but what the hell.

Suddenly I think this is a school trip. Where is everyone? I head outside, leaving my "vodka egg" at the bar. Up the hill, my english class is standing around. "Guys? Come on inside! Let's party!" I grab a few of my friends hands and pull them down the hill with me.

Kyle runs down with us. "I wanted to go in, but they didn't. It was MY idea." He pants.

I look him over, wondering if he thinks we're friends. "Yeah whatever, lets just go inside shall we?" Then we head in. Somehow all my friends have dyed their hair blond. I sit there, drinking my vodka (which I changed to lemonade instead of egg) playing around with their newly bleached locks, asking them questions about it. Then we head onto the dancefloor, except soon everyone moves to the side because some shitty pop group wants to play. I'm much more interested in the guy sitting beside me.

The dreamscene changes and I'm standing in my friends conservatory. Where's my dress gone? Now i'm wearing a crop top and low-rise jeans. I'm sick of looking like some kind of whore. I want my bootcuts and t-shirts back.

A blond, overally tan girl is standing watching me. She tells me she's going to be my personal trainer. I tell her I don't need one, but as I go to leave, she wraps measuring tape around my hips. Somehow it says my hips are 17 inches (which is probably impossible) and she tells me I need to lose an inch. She squeezes the tape down to 16, which really hurts.

She gets me to stretch a little bit, and asks what dancing I've done. "I've done dance-gymnastics" I say, but she just rolls her eyes. I'm starting to feel really heavy, I have to move slowly and can't run. So when she tries to get me to run and jump, it's really hard.

Then my dad shouted at me to wake up. I lay still but he wanted me to say something to make sure I was awake so I did. Meh.

Good morning, everybody. I remember a fragment of a dream from last night. I know there was a lot more. I also know I had a kind of long dream later in the night. But my image memory has been kind of off lately, so I'm not retaining dreams as well as I'd like to.

Dream #1

I stood before a "beetle" that had a long horn, like the horn of a rhinoceros beetle (?) and a stinging tail like a scorpion's tail.

The beetle stood on something like a platform or table that maybe reached just above my navel in height. The table may have been lit from a small track-lighting beam in the ceiling, like in a museum. The rest of the room was dim.

The beetle was maybe about 10 or so cm tall and 30cm long, with its tail coiled up, not straightened out. In addition to the beetle having a scorpion's tail, something about the beetle's underside and leg positioning remind me of a horseshoe crab.

The beetle had a weird, green color, like an old, metallic Chinese vessel, except darker, almost pine green. The beetle itself may have been metallic.

The beetle was protecting an egg, possibly by standing before it, so that the egg was behind the beetle's scorpion tail. The egg looked like a white chicken's egg. But it may actually have contained a human being.

At some point the egg was no longer behind the beetle. It may have been near me or somehow in my possession. At another point, the beetle may have been climbing on the back of my neck.

(One side note, December 5th. I took a look on line to learn about scorpion eggs. Probably everybody in the world except for me knows this, but scorpions don't actually lay eggs.

Based on what I found on the internet, scorpions keep their eggs in their body. The babies are born live. The babies then often spend a short period maturing while living on their mother's back.

Sometimes scorpions do release their eggs. If they do, however, they often eat the eggs before they hatch.

So, interestingly, humans and scorpions have live birth in common. This might partly explain why the scorpion was protecting an egg with a human inside of it. And, I guess, the babies maturing on the mother's back might explain why the scorpion was climbing around on the back of my neck.)

I am at a water front resort and there is a dark unseen presence pursuing me. I am scrambling over and through waterfront shops and bars to hide myself and often find that I am trying to hide myself in pools of water.

I run out of hiding spots in the resort and run to the wharf where many yachts are tied up. All of the boats are the same size and shape but different colours. There is a wooden yacht just leaving the dock and I am able to sneak aboard and hope that I am out of the reach of my invisible pursuer.

The yacht travels to the open ocean and has suddenly entered a different world where we are very small and sailing through a pool in what looks like a giant's shopping mall that has waterways and watersliders rather than floors and elevators.

There are many giant humans lounging in the water while tiny tour boats like ours sail around them. The tour boat that I am on comes to a pool admist a giant's bar and bumps into a large orangish brown blob floating in a far side of the pool. The blob splits open and begins pouring a greenish black liquid into the water, which make any humans or fish who touch it, tiny or giant alike, very sick.

The contamination spreads to all of the wate in the giant's mall but I am able to escape it by flying away from the boat and floating near the ceiling. This sudden flying ability seems to come from the black ball of yarn that I am suddenly carrying with me but comes at a price because I am now invisible and no one can see me.

The dark presence that was pursuing me before suddenly finds me and appears as a giant gravity defying white tiger which can cling to and jump from wall to wall and thus continue chasing me without touching the contaiminated water.

I am able to outrun the tiger for a while, but sudden find myself cornered in a dead end hallway at the far side of the giant's mall. I panic when the tiger draws near and drop the ball of black yarn that I had been carrying. The tiger lunges and snatches the yarn out of midair and takes off. Apparently it was after the yarn the whole time. After the tiger leaves the water suddenly clears up and is a beautiful fresh blue and everyone who was sick from the contamination suddenly recovers.

I find myself suddenly back on the tour boat as it reenters the normal world and pulls into the wharf area of the water front resort where the dream began.


The only thing I liked about this dream was that my favourite animal, the white tiger, appears in it. I have never had a dream with a tiger in it before.

I don't remember the beginning of the dream, but the first thing I DO remember is saying to LostInLA "Okay, I'm going to wake up now." Suddenly everyone around us stopped and stared for a while suddenly turned towards us and started to come after us both.

I presume it was because they think that if I wake up, they will all die.

We were being chased through a kind of miniature city, as in a previous dream. Eventually we got to a balcony. It was cloudy and overcast, raining, and about 5 in the afternoon because it was half-dark.

I was cornered against the railing while my friend ran off another direction. 20 metres (65 feet) below me was a carpark, so I jumped off and tried to land on a car, instead hitting the ground, hard.

I thought "Wow I should be dead," feeling all broken etc. The car I was facing had a silhouette of the driver's seat, but then it changed into a person and so I threw a nearby glass bottle at the window, quickly stood up, and saw a car drive up to me. The car was covered in advertisements for Xbox Kinect and was bright green and pink, compared to the gloomy grey everywhere else.

I got in and LostInLA was in the back. I don't know who the driver was, but we drove away. There was conversation, but I don't remember what was said. Something like "Where can we go? The whole world is gone!"

We turned down a small street which turned out to be a dead end. It was a place where you can launch a boat into the water. In a previous dream, we had driven over this water in a car, because we were going fast enough, and there were no zombies lol. I said "The water is too rough to drive over," and suddenly there was a possessed baby in front of the car, so we started to drive to the left, there the dead end extended to...
And then I woke up D=

After remembering no dreams for many months, I finally have not only a dream, but a long and detailed dream.


This dream starts off in a huge grocery store filled with fresh produce. Some of the aisles and sections of the store are dirt patches that are growing the actual produce. There are many young people working the fields and organizing the aisles as the place has just opened for the first time. The owner, a middle aged man in deniem overalls and a green plaid shirt is at the entrance of the store brainstorming several ideas about making this unique store more accessable and interactive with customers, like letting them harvest their own produce and things like that. There were many interesting and varied ideas but I have forgotten what most of them were.

I enter the store and beeline for the potatoe patch near the front. I have a basket with me and fill it with dirt and then place a line of potatoes, slanted diagonally, on the top, before coving them with dirt. I head for the cola aisle but I cannot get through because many cases of cola have fallen on the floor in a big pile and are blocking the way. All of the cola cases were coloured purple but it was diet colda, not grape cola, that were in the boxes. A bored looking young man is there slowing restacking the boxes but he seems very unenthusiastic about his job and ignores me when I ask if there is another way to get around the pile.

I head back to the front of the store to look at some more vegatables but something happens (I cannot remember what now) which triggers by post-traumatic stress and I fall on my back to the floor. I am conscious, but paralyzed with fear and unresponsive to the curious crowd that gathers around me. No one makes any effort to help me and one young man takes a picture with his camera phone before two young woman enter the store, see what is going on, and carry me to a more secluded spot to recover. I can hear them talking and for some reason they know exactly what has happened to me and know all about my past and post-traumatic stress. One of the young woman is dressed in a "goth" style while the other is dressed like a punk rocker. Though I do not recognize them from anyone I know in real life, in the dream I felt very close to them like I had known them for a long time.

The dream scene changes and it is suddenly night time and we are on a hill, under a broken and abandoned railway bridge in a small town that I do not recognize. The two girls and I are still together but we have grown younger by about eight to ten years and are now children, even though we are still dressed the same. The three of us are street children and are playing amdist the abandoned scaffolding once put up in an effort to repair the bridge, a project long since abandoned. We are not the ony homeless children in the area as there are many running around, but my two friends and I are "new" and don't really know any of the other children yet. Despite being alone in the dark, we are playing carefree. I am on the hill, under some scaffording near the traintracks when a bright light down the tracks catches my attention. I can see the headlight of a large locomotive making its way over the horizon towards the broken bridge. I can see the outline of a long train behind the light, can hear the rumble of the engine, and feel the shaking of the ground, but no one else can see the train and they continue to play as if nothing is there. I become terrified and my post-traumatic stress kicks in and I fall to the ground paralyzed with fear like I did back in the farm grocery store. I do not consciously think it in the dream but I can sense that the approaching ghost train represents something dark from my past and that is what triggers my pts, not the thought of the trains crashing on the broken bridge.

Some children gather around me, including my two friends, but this time they do not realize what is wrong with me. They try to rouse me with teasing and stuff but I am completely paraylayzed, though I am concious and can see and hear everything around me, and I cannot respond. As the train that no one else can see gets closer my feelings of terror and dread grows. As the train passes group of teenagers wanders in from somewhere and one of the boys in the group takes a picture of me laying on the ground because I am so unresponsive and pale that he thinks I am dead. He and his friends are laughing about all the damn homeless kids in the area but the children get defensinve and chase off the teenagers afterwards by ganging up and throwing rocks and debris. As the teens run off the ghost train hits the broken bridge and crashes into the river below, taking half of the bridge with it. I can see, hear and feel everything and it is so overwhelming that I feel like my soul is being extinguished by the terrifying experience. Though the other children could not see or hear the train approaching it suddenly becomes real to them as it crashes into the bridge and they all flee in terror from the twisting metal and train cars piling up on one another under the bridge.

My eyes finally close and I think I pass out or die from fright but I can still hear and feel the train crashing into the river. When what seems like an eternity of the ground violently shaking and the sound of screaming metal finally passes and I open my eyes and can finally move my body again. My friends and some other children are gathered around me trying to wake me up and they want to know why I passed out. I look around and the train is gone and the bridge is back to the way it was before the crash. The night is quiet and still and there is no evidence that there was a train at all. My friends said that I was playing under the scafforlding when I suddenly passed out and they could not wake me for several minutes. Though there is now no train or any physical evidence of it I know my experience of it was real because the memory of it is so vivid in my mind and the numbing terror that I felt is still lingering in my heart and body.

There is a bit more to this dream, something about riding the tops of cars around town, stealing food, and three fire engines driving off or crashing into the broken train bridge, but the details have become to blurred and I cannot remember them.

Sidenote: I decided against polyphasic sleeping. I woke up on time (at 3:30am) and stayed up for an hour but I was so tired and I thought of how exhausted I would be for weeks as I was transitioning and I decided it wasn't worth it. I am going to continue waking up in the night (though about an hour later) as a WBTB.

Dream 1: Pre-Three Thirty
I was with my friend Jacob (who seems to be in all of my dreams right now). We were eating vanilla ice cream that looked kind of lumpy and homemade (like the kind we made in chemistry class with liquid nitrogen). I remember saying something along the lines of "more food?" or "I'm so full but I'll eat this anyways" and I kind of remember seeing a ton of plates of food in front of me. We were sitting at a table in the middle of a square in a European looking city. We were watching the area as if we had been placed in a movie or a book and were watching some story take place, though I can't remember anything happening in front of us and I don't think anything was happening. I also remember Jacob saying "well it's up to you" as if we were deciding what we would do.

Dream 2: Post-Three Thirty
I was in some kind of room with people from my school. My friends Cora and Davida were sitting with me. One of them was sitting on a chair like this, the other was sitting on one of the arms, and I was sitting on the other arm. We were talking and decided to go outside. We were in a square similar to the one I was sitting in with Jacob but instead of being a flat square it had a round "pyramid" (like a round staircase up to a platform). We went back to the room and we were talking to this boy Adam. We went back outside and Adam's ex-girlfriend Hazel was sitting at the top of the stairs. Then we were looking online at some kind of message board about NaNoWriMo winners/losers (Cora and I both attempted NaNoWriMo which ended at midnight and lost).

I dream I am in a random house. It may of been a small building. I wasn't to sure when I recalled the dream. I go upstairs and look out the window.

I see that beautiful red sky you usually see in dreams. It was amazing. I come downstairs. On my way down the stairs, I see a woman. She's a bit chubby, middle-aged, and had black hair.

She randomly walks by and goes up to the room I just left. I see my Dad. I freak out. I'm screaming in joy. I see he has a box
with a wireless card in it. I need one for my computer to connect to our network. I'm thanking him and thanking him.

I return upstairs and set it down. Then, joy turns hate. I hear a song on the radio. It's
downstairs, but it's pretty loud. I reconize the chords. A, D, C, A. Then the chorus. D, G, A, A. Then, I hear the lyrics too. Then the solo. I reconize the drums too.

The chords, the solo, the drums, the lyrics...they add up to be a perfect match of MY song! Those f***ers stole my own original song!!! I am now p***ed off. Then, the dream begins to fade until I awake.

Note: Tonight I had plans to meet up with MoSh to place a connection between his inner world to the Hogwarts we have been visiting, but then he told me that someone has been screwing with Asuka's memory and she doesn't even remember him. So the first plan became to restore Asuka's memory. I also had plans to meet up with Kaomea to raise a bit of chaos in a different Hogwarts, specifically one where Professor Umbridge (5th year Defense Against the Dark Arts Instructor) deserves to be the object of some amusement. More specifically, never can these two dreams meet! Unfortunately, I once again have only fragmented memories.

The Memory Remains
I am with MoSh in a strange town, I have no idea where we are, and I am not lucid. MoSh and I are looking for a new age store where he says he will be able to find Asuka, he says I will have to help her remember him. I am wondering how I am supposed to help Asuka remember him if he can't do that himself. We are heading toward the store, MoSh seems to know where he is going, but we reach a spot where there is a barricade and a cop is not letting anyone down the street we need to take. And they are clearly taking this very seriously, there is a large barrier that is about ten feet tall at least and it is topped with razor wire… um… they are taking this way too seriously. MoSh and I take a different street to go around the barricaded area and get to the new age store that way. Now there don't seem to be any streets heading in our direction at all, and the street we are on is curving in the wrong direction. MoSh points out an alley and we go down that, determined to reach the store. There are dogs there now, about seven big dogs that look like Rottweilers, and they are all blocking the alley and snarling menacingly. I go over to a fire escape and jump to reach the ladder, pulling it down. Now MoSh and I are able to use the fire escapes to get past the dogs. We continue using the fire escapes until we finally reach a store called New Life, MoSh says that is where Asuka is working. The fire escape ends on the roof of the place, which seems a bit odd, but we are able to get inside through a trap door. Inside, Asuka doesn't seem to think this is strange at all, and she greets us by asking what she can help with. I tell her I think MoSh is looking for a bit of quality time with her, adding a wink. She looks at me strangely, as if she has no idea what I am talking about… MoSh says I had said I have a song to restore memories, maybe I should try that. I look in my pocket and find I have my iPod, so I take it out and play the song "The Memory Remains" by Metallica while focusing on restoring her memories. The song plays through, and it looks like there is a flicker of recognition in Asuka's eyes.

Haunted Dungeons
I am at Hogwarts, and this time I am spontaneously lucid, or maybe I just don't recall the time when I became lucid. But at the point where my memories start I am with Kaomea, Fred, and George in some dark corner of the dungeons at Hogwarts. We are all talking about making fools out of Umbridge, Snape, Ubridge, some of the Slytherins, Umbridge… oh, and Umbridge! It is unanimous that every there hates Umbridge beyond all others. Something comes into my mind, I am thinking Kaomea and I can use form shifting to make Umbridge look really retarded, and the effect will last even after we are gone. The situation will be set then for Fred and George to have whatever fun they can get out of it, make a plan? They say they will improvise, that is what they do best. So we start off by sending a fake message from Snape that says he needs to meet with Umbridge immediately. Kaomea and I turn into cats… she turns into Hermione's cat, Crookshanks, I turn into Mrs. Norris. Umbridge comes down into the dungeon shortly later. I, as Mrs. Norris, go over and wind around her legs, which results in her kicking me. I hiss at her. That doesn't fit with all her plates and pictures of cats in her office… but it is also not unexpected. I flip back to my feet, arch my back, and I hiss loudly. Umbridge tells me to shut up, so I start mutating. From the form of a cute little kitty cat I start growing, there are bony spines protruding from my back, and my hissing becomes more malevolent… Before long Umbridge is staring, stunned and terrified, at a face that looks something like this.

She stumbles backwards a couple of feet, then trips and falls on her ass before letting out a horrible sounding scream of pure terror. I hear someone behind me, so I quickly transform back to Mrs. Norris and jump on Umbridge's chest and start purring. Snape enters the hall and sees Umbridge on the floor, cowering, pointing at me and saying to get it away from her, please get it away from her, it's a monster… Snape picks me up by the scruff of the neck and looks at me, he states the obvious, "It's… a… kitty… cat…" in his usual mocking tone. He puts me down and looks at Umbridge with disgust. Umbridge is going on about how I had been a monster just second ago, I respond with a questioning, "Meow?" Snape says, "That's Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat… she may be filthy and have fleas, but she is no monster." Umbridge wants to know what Snape wanted to see her for, he says he doesn't and then walks away. Umbridge is visibly shaken, but then she walks down the hall she came from. I see Crookshanks waiting near the end of the hall, Kaomea is going to have some fun with Umbridge. I head down the hall towards them, to see what is going to happen, but this is the last part I remember.