non-lucid

I've been having difficulties in finding the time to post my dreams, so I have a bunch of them waiting in line. I will post recent and old ones, interspersed, or I'll never catch up with the date.


01:30 GMT

Volunteering late night
I'm in what seems to be a mall, doing some voluntary work for some people. But they are quite snobish. I even spend a lot of money in a coat because of them and in the end they just couldn't care less about my efforts or my dedication. It's late night and my boyfriend drives us home through some roads we don't know and he feels lost, but I follow my intuition and we're on the right track.
[in RL we'd just been doing that: on a mall, getting food for the homeless people and then got back through a new road but our intuition guided us right home. No snobs involved, though.]

05:05 GMT

Guru on a librabry on a mall
Again in a mall. Shop visiting. Remember picking up some bras, but didn't buy them. There was some guy's presence - guy who had a crush on me or vice-versa, but can't recall what happened. Then I am at cash register and there's beautiful fairy dolls on the counter for only 1 EUR. I want to take one for my mother, but as I try to choose which one is cuter, the dolls inside don't match the picture outside. On one of the boxes, there's a cute fairy in red on the box's outside but inside it's military toys. I give up on that.
Then I move on to a library and remember looking at the books, but soon I spotted a staircase leading to a second floor and because I see many familiar faces, I decide to climb upstairs. On the second floor I find many buddhist practicioners sitting on cushions and some monks and lamas. They are waiting for the beginning of some teachings but I see the teacher and I don't recognize him. It is a young boy, with an indian look, more hindu-like than buddhist, but I'm curious to hear what he has to teach, so I also look for a place to sit. There are seats right in front of his trone,but they are reserved and I am sent to another room where people have to follow the teachings through a TV screen. I loose a bit of interest and I am trying to decide to stay or not, when..

Plane crash
I am instantly transported to inside an airplane. It's a big one and it's making a long trip. It's coming from Sweden, or going to Sweden or of a swedish company or at least I think so. I'm sitting on one of the seats and the airplane suddendly plunges almost vertically. I feel that rollercoaster stomach feeling very clearly as if it was real, but I think "It will be just fine." And the plane recovers for a while. Then I have a vision of a road full of ups and downs and bathed by the moonlight when the plane starts to sink again. I turn back on my seat and put my knees on the seat and grab the back of the chair with both arms. It helps reducing the feeling on the stomach, but now I'm concerned that I'm going to die, so that sensation is the least of my problems. Then I have another vision, I'm hovering above the plane and I see it crashing against some huge glass wall. Then I am floating above the earth and see the beautiful oceans, green land and fluffy clouds. Then I feel I am transported back again to inside the airplane and I can sense that the crashing on the ground is about to happen, but then I have another vision of kids playing on the street, laughing and chatting and then... I go into nothingness and in slow motion I start to wake up. I feel like I really died and this is my after-life dream.

Meditating
After a while I fell asleep again and I went back to a dream I immediately knew I had already dreamed before the plane crash, but hadn't been able to recall. So now I have an opportunity to remember it again, although it's not so interesting.
I was in my old office in Brussels and in front of me is my ex-boss who had a big crush on me and vice-versa. I look at him, knowing that I am dreaming, and trying to figure out if he is just a DC or if this is a shared dream. He looks quite real to me, but we never know for sure. I am pushed by my office colleagues to the elevator and we all descend to the -2 level. We're preparing to go somewhere but we wait for a second group (that didn't fit on the elevator with us) and which includes my boss. I wat to see him again, because a shared dream with him would be worthwile exploring. But then someone comes and says he got out on -1 level with the others and I decide it's not worth my time to go look for him.
I decide to check this floor and to think about next lucid step. I remember that my guru told me to just sit and meditate but once again the usula problem: too many people around who will distract me. Then I see a door that leads to a huge warehouse-type of place and there's people there too, but I spot a kind of pedestal and I fly to sit on top of it. I'm sure nobody will disturb me up there. I cross my legs, I can distinctively see the floor and my legs and the veins in my legs. I feel confortable and because I totally focus my eyes on the floor, all the rest of the dream scenario fades around me. I forgot the vizualisations I was supposed to do, but I just breathe in and out without loosing focus and feel happy that it is working. Then I experience total loss of weight, I feel floating myself in space and then I get a sensation that I am plunging backwards with my head into a black-hole. I don't allow it to scare me. It actually feels very blissful. I let myself go with this falling sensation and then I feel sort of vibrations in my temples, then forehead and then eyes. In the end it feels more like someone is tapping on my head, but I stay relaxed. Then I feel I am close to wake, because I can hear the street noise, the kids going to school, car engines strating, etc. But I hold on and then I wake up to realise I'm still in a dream. I'm back in the warehouse but now there's a mirror in front of me. I look at it and I don't know now what to do. Should have went back to meditation but instead I plunged in the mirror and went to the black void again. More vibrations, more falling sensation. Almost waking up, hearing the street noises again and then waking up again in a dream. This happened maybe 3 or 4 times through different ways and led me to think I was again in a loop not managing to wake up - but this time I didn't really want to anyway.
Last time I wake up in front of the mirror, I am dressed in a green barely covering the skin, outfit, with a kind of corselet with ties across my chest and stomach with lots of skin showing and hot pants. I felt hot. I wanted to see my boobies. I opened the corselet but was disappointed to see that my boobies were actually smaller than in RL. Oh well... I could try to make them bigger, but what was the point. I am still admiring my dream body so I get all naked. Then some guy comes and says they need to close the warehouse so I need to go away - nevermind he has a hot naked girl in front of him. So I flew away to the exit and now my lucidity was dropping fast. Just remember entering a bar where lots of guys were having a drink but none of them seemed to care about the hot naked lady who just came in. I didn't know anymore what was the point of this dream, so I gave up and woke up.

08:00 GMT

I dreamed I was at a baseball game. It looked like one of the fields outside of my school(DS). The sand was bright and tan(obviously). A large green forest surrounded us. The sky was clear, not a cloud in sight.*

So, the game had begun. Both teams consisted of my classmates(DS). I was the pitcher. I threw the ball. The batter slammed it sky high.*

I ran over to catch the ball. I caught it, then dropped it. Luckily, my friend Zaine caught it.*

The next batter was up. I threw the ball. Another high fly. I easily caught it. Two outs. One to go.*

The last batter was up. A pinch of darkness was going over the field. I looked and saw a red sky starting to rise behing me. A few stratus clouds now were in the sky. They looked amazing with the red sky.*

I took a deep breath. I took my stance, and threw the ball. A hit. Then, it was going foul. But, it landed fair.

I rushed over, and picked up the ball. I was breathing like a horse now. I sprinted back. The girl who hit the ball was nearing third base now.

I threw the ball, and fell back in exaustion. I wasn't giving up. I got back up and countinued running.*

The third baseman caught the ball. At the same time, the girl was sliding in. The baseman touched her with his glove. At the same exact time, she touched third base.*

The umpire called her out. We all hopped and cheered(not everyone of course). At the same time, the night was upon us. The game was over. Grey stratus clouds now filled the blackness of the night sky.

My friend Victor(DS) had his Dad give me a ride home. First, we dropped Victor(DS) off. Then, while we were heading towards my house, I awoke.

07.11.2010

Accounting on a treadmill (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Two dreams.

I was in Spain with my brother who was really grown up. I was in a park with my dad and my mom. I went to a room and I saw my dad walking on a weird treadmill which had also a computer. My dad was paying himself. He is the President of a gym, self employed obviously. He was doing accounting (on the screen of the treadmill) I realized it made no sense so I turned lucid. I asked my dad to reveal me something. My dad entered a number that started by $4 and had four digits plus two digits for the cents. I was surprised that my dad made so much money, then, I realized that in Spain you get paid monthly. My dad kept entering numbers until the amount turned into something a little more than $2000. I can only remember the number $2.

I lost lucidity at some point. I started to play mind games with my brother. There was a scenery change. And some stuff I cannot remember.
The dream was longer but I cannot recall, something about dogs. However, at some point I did a Reality Check and turned lucid. I started to fly as usual to make my dream stable. It was day and I was flying over a forest. I start to feel double consciousness. I found a dog I was dreaming before while not lucid. I asked the dog to lick my hand to stay anchored to the dream. The dog started to lick my hand and the dream was more clear, however, it ended abruptly and I woke up. My cats were nuts around my bed making a lot of noise. They woke me up.

Missed dream signs:
- I was in Spain.

Spotted dream signs:
- My dad was doing accounting on a treadmill.

07.11.2010

Pata Negra madness (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Two dreams.

First:

I was at the Pata Negra store. The store itself was different with different employees. It was like bigger. One of the co-workers asked me to find the Magno soap. I pointed were it was stocked in waking life, however, it was not there. I was stunned and I started to search around the entire store.
After a while, more employees were searching for it without any success. I was mad because nothing was on its place. I saw a customer and I offered assistance. He asked me how much it was a whole shoulder for the Bellota Iberico pig. I grabbed the ham and it looked a lot darker than usual, which surprised me. I told him that the whole thing was about $2000. The customer complained about the price and asked for a piece instead. The slicer was not on its position and I had two scales. One of them was very weird, it had four round buttons. I was worried that I was not able to find it.

I could not find the slicer, so I decided to search for a knife to slice the ham manually. I found no knives either. I tried to search for sliced up packages to just handle one to the customers. The ham was not stocked either. I found a second refrigerator and it had a few hams stocked, but none was the one I was looking for.

Missed dream signs:
-This whole madness.

Quiz, Annoyed
0732: I am in high school. We are on a field trip? We are taking a quiz and the teacher is being very strict to avoid cheating. No talking. No borrowing paper or pencils. But sure enough, when the quiz begins, some idiots ask me for paper. I get up and move my seat away. This happens 2-3 times. After the teacher is to guy to collect all the tests. ... people been scattered around or not listening. I am so upset at all this dumbshits.

Non-dream Dream Lucid-Dream

I went for a nap 3 hours ago and had like 7 lucid dreams. But most of them I couldn't do anything. Here's the best one: I wake up in my room, paralyzed. I realize that if I wiggle my fingers around, Ill get the rest of my body. I sit up. And there is a ton of stuff on the floor like clothes and trash. My vision is extremely blurred. I think to myself "well this isn't right, Im in a dream!" I walk out into my living room and everything is dull colors. Almost black and white. Shades of gray. I walk to my front glass door. I look outside. Its full of color. I hear rain. As soon as I step outside everything got extremely clear. With full and utter clarity. Theres a big rectangular pool outside with dark blue water. Theres palm trees around. Its raining. The place was filled with awesome tranquility. I jump into the pool. The water feels real. The water was warm. The sounds and the feeling felt completely real! I stood in the water looking around completely amazed. I wake up.

10/22/2010
"T-Minus: 3...2...1..."

I was with Todd, and we were at a theme park which was going to let us - among others - be some of the first passengers on a commercial shuttle flight into orbit. There were a few people waiting in line with us, whom I knew, but I can't exactly remember who they were. We sat around in line, for a while, just shooting the shit; watching people come back from the off-world trips that they'd taken, just minutes before ours.

When it was our turn, we rushed onto the vessel, to make sure we got our spots up front, taking out our cameras and beginning to snap pictures of the whole launch sequence. The ship taxied along the track for a while, taking us passed many different sites. We were watching other roller coasters zipping around, in the distance, gazing out over high mountain peaks - there was even an erupting volcano in the background. We took a ridiculous amount of pictures, and I was just getting really anxious, waiting for us to get to the end of the track, where the launch pad was. Just as we were able to see the launch pad coming into view, though, I ended up waking up.

10/20/2010
Dream One:
"Queen of Heartless"

The first thing I remember, was flying to Paris. There was an older man with me, and I believe he was a scientist, but I'm not exactly sure of his role. We'd gotten off of whatever flying vehicle we were in (I don't believe it was a plane.), and had begun sight-seeing; making our way up to the top of a building, and looking out over the Parisian streets. It was at this time, that I spontaneously became lucid. Instinctively, I looked at my hands to ground myself into the dream, but the dream immediately unravelled, and everything went black. I kept trying to keep myself in the dream, but it would only flicker into sight, a few times, and then disappear again.

(I don't know if I woke up, or just finally slipped back into the dream. It seemed like such a continuation of the dream, though, that I will count the following as the same one.)

I was back in Paris, no longer lucid. Todd was with me, this time, and we were just wandering around the city, exploring different places. We'd found ourselves inside a house, and trying to get up the stairway, to the second floor. The staircase began crumbling under our feet. Todd had made it up, first, and the stairway completely gave way, while I was making my way up. I ended up having to hang from the damaged banister, and use my arms to pull myself up higher and higher - gaining a bit of assistance from Todd, upon the last few feet - until I was able to pull myself up onto the second floor.

Searching these upper hallways, we came across a person, lying on the ground as if she'd simply fallen asleep there. It was a little girl, probably no more than about 12 years old. Upon getting closer to the girl, and having a few words with her, we realized that she had been seriously abused, and was left out in the hallway after having been beaten. Apparently, her mother was the Queen of Hearts, and her father was just some insanely powerful creature (whom I never actually got to see, in the dream, but could feel his presence). The girl looked like she had just been beaten within a few inches of her life, and we told her we were going to get her out of there. We were barely able to get a few feet, when we were confronted by her mom, who chastised us for having the gall to try to take her daughter away from her. She began to exert her true power, and the whole building began shaking. We high-tailed it out of there, and she chased us into the streets, people everywhere, screaming and running away from the tremors she was causing.

It was about here that I regained my lucidity, and I remember stopping to confront the queen. We were standing on an elevated stone walkway or something, spotted with high bushes. During our altercation, she said something about my not knowing who I'm messing with, and she waved her hand, causing some white roses to bloom upon the bushes beside us. I told her that I wasn't the least bit impressed, because this was my dream, and I flicked my fingers at her white roses, making them turn red, as if I was finishing her work for her. This apparently pissed her off, to no end, and she attacked me with the biggest 'force' blast that she could muster. Quite confident in my control, at this point, I fired back, and we got into a sort of 'telekinetic pushing match,' until she just couldn't withstand anymore. She completely submitted, and Todd and I continued to usher the kid further away from her mother. She ended up catching up to us, one last time, just as we'd entered a tunnel-like hallway. She made her final stand, warning us not to take the kid anywhere. When she reared back to throw another spell our way, I used more telekinesis, mentally grabbing her by the head and slamming her into one of the nearby walls, knocking her out cold.

I decided to stay with the kid, leading her to some random room, which looked like a kid's play room, and it was around here, when I lost lucidity again. We'd found a portal, inside the room, which was known to transport the kid to some far away place, where she wouldn't be abused by her parents anymore. The last thing I remember was a great feeling of accomplishment, knowing the kid was going to get away.

Dream Two:
"Fetch"

I don't really remember much of this one. What I know, is that I was flicking through the channels, on TV, and there were a bunch of horror movies on. I got to a movie that I recognized, which was Stephen King's: Silver Bullet, about a man who turns into a werewolf, and the wheelchair-bound kid who attempts to stop him. Soon, I was sucked inside the movie, becoming a character who had been driving in a truck at night. The werewolf had showed up and was about to tear me apart, when I ended up crashing the truck and we were both ejected. I picked myself up from the dusty, back road of a wooded area, and the first thing I did was break into a sprint, heading back to my truck. I could see that the Lycan had been thrown further than me, and it, too, was getting back up to its feet. I made it to the truck, staring out the wind shield at the werewolf, which was directly in front of me, watching it shake the cobwebs from its head and slowly begin stalking toward me.

I fumbled for the keys, but there were none. They weren't on me, and they weren't in the ignition. It was then, looking through the wind shield, that I saw them, sitting peacefully on the hood of the truck, as if they'd simply landed there, after the horrific crash. Wanting nothing less than to have to expose myself to this beast, which was stalking my way, I jumped out of the truck and ran around to the front, swiping the keys off of the hood and circling back inside the vehicle. The wolf now dropped into a run, closing in on me, while I threw the truck in reverse, spun it around in the sand, and sped away as fast as possible.

10/19/2010
"Dead in Sight"

There was a young girl, who claimed that she could see ghosts. No one believed her. During our (I'm not sure who all "our" consisted of, but I know I was with some group or team of people) meeting with the little girl, we seemed to have encountered some either invisible force or group hallucination. The little girl tried to convince us that it was nothing - playing it off as if she didn't know anything was going on, but I slowly began believing her story about the ghosts. Later, we'd had some sort of seance, where we gathered over some gel-based artifact. At first, I could see the apparition of an old man, coming to join us at the table. Then more and more spirits joined him. They seemed drawn to the artifact, so we held it out to them. The ghosts began touching it. Everything was so vivid that, when I would hold the artifact and raise it out, for a ghost to touch it, I could feel their fingers rubbing across mine - though all I could see if their bodies were soft, smoke-like trails of green and blue light, which highlighted their features.

10/16/2010
Fragment:
In this dream, I'd had a girlfriend who'd recently passed away. I spent the entire dream with my friends, and they were trying really hard to console me. I was pretty much lost, though, and hopelessly depressed. After the dream, I woke up with dried tears on my face.

Hours of sleep: 6h
Vividness: 4/5
Recall:4/5

1. I'm in a kinder garden. I'm the teacher, or at least I'm in a practical training. There are some kids. There is another teacher. He is very rude to one boy. He pulls him out of the class and locks the door. I'm kind of confused. In front of me is another boy. He has a bottle of water in his hand and he drops it. The water lands on my feet. I feel the water, my socks are already wet. So I don't question reality. First, I thought that he dropped it by accident. I tell him, that it doesn't matter. He replies that he did it on purpose. I'm even more confused and I want to punish his act, but I have no clue what to do.
The scene changes and I'm in a park. There are a few teens. They fight each other. As I approach, they run away. What the ...? I don't know what happened there exactly. I keep on walking. I leave the place and I'm in front of a big house. It's hot outsides. In front of the door there are stairs. A DC sits on it. He's crying. I ask him what happened. He said that his son was involved in a robbery. And that he now sits in a jail for teenagers. I'm shocked, but somehow embarrassed, because I don't know what to do next. So I leave him alone and go to a different place.
I now go up a hill. There are a lot of trees. I see a big stone on the side of the road. I stop there, because I see that there is a box. I open it and I see that in it there is my novel I wrote and sent to a publisher. The pages look weird, there a few words which are deleted and some brown random words were filled in. I get angry: I realize that someone has stolen the script, and that's why the publisher never wrote me back. But I don't take it, because I want to catch this bastard.
I run down the hill to the house. The DC isn't there any more, but my car is there. I jump in it and drive up the hill. I see the same previous group of teens. They are looking at the pages and start to rip them apart. I drive towards them, they run away through the wood, so that I don't get them.

2. I'm in my favourite club. A friend is there. I remember that the last time I saw him, he was completely drunk. I take a look at him and see, and he's still drunk. He goes to the bar and orders something more to drink. I go towards him and say to him he had better to stop drinking. He asks why and drinks his beer. I answer him that he is drunk.
- Drunk? No I'm fine!
He goes away, but he walks normally. I look again at him and he doesn't seem to be drunk any more.

My first dream was lucid, but I don't remember what happened. It faded right when I got lucid, but I DEILDed into a new one.

I was sort of detached from the dream, more like watching a screen than being in it. I tried to visualize stuff so that I would be more immersed in it. I wanted to try to share dreams with AN and make him lucid. I started yelling his name and yelling to get lucid. I then tried to visualize myself going through a door and expecting to find his dreams in there, but it wasn't really working. I wasn't really in the dream, more just like visualizing it and pretending I was there. At one point I was in the dream I think, but I was losing control and starting to do other things.

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I was at the ranch again. I was in the corral with ME, KR, some of KR's apparent friends, KI, DE, and some other random staff. They were closing up for the day or something. KI had just come to ride WO. I said hi to her in a shy manner, and she ignored me. Usually she talks to me, I thought. She was the type of person that would ask me why I hadn't been there since the winter last year. But she remained silent.

KR then gave me a piggyback ride and we ran around the muddy corral like that. She was wearing her faded blue skinny jeans and her converse sneakers and glasses. Eventually I hopped off.

I spent some time running around the pens for one reason or another, trying to avoid something. I think KA was there at one point too. Eventually I returned to the corral.

In the corral there was this white horse that was saddled up. I knew somehow that it wasn't meant to be ridden at all, but the corral was empty, so I took it quietly through the barn to the entrance. I then mounted and urged it into a gentle lope. It didn't want to lope much, and wouldn't go faster when I squeezed it. It was peaceful and enjoyable still. I only rode up the driveway. I saw a bunch of stores when I looked past it. I decided it wasn't a good idea to go further, and rode the horse back to the barn. I dismounted and took it through the barn again. I was scared that there was someone on the other side. When I got there I think ME and DE were there; I tried to go and pretended not to take notice of them. They didn't say anything, and I was quite grateful for that. The dream then ended.

I used to Lucid Dream when I was a child. It felt like I was living a different life. Things were so surreal but they made sense in that strange dream-logic kind of way. I stopped having Lucid Dreams after I was about seven. I started getting loaded up on sedatives and other tranquilizers that either suspended brain function or just turned me into a dreamless sleeper. I stopped taking them about 5 years ago and still hadn't had any really memorable dreams.

Last night, I attempted to induce a Lucid Dream using the WILD method, like I had when I was young. I told myself I would dream of my friends and I would recognize that I was dreaming. I had several very short non-lucid dreams where the instant I knew I was dreaming, I woke up. I tried about three times.

I started to count backwards from 100:
100, will dream of my friends tonight.
99, I will dream of my friends tonight.
...
I reached 81 before I entered my first dream

The first dream, I was in a world with little more than unintelligible block shapes for other entities and I knew this was a dream almost the moment I entered. I immediately woke and continued to count from where I had left off.

80, I will dream of my friends tonight.
79, I will dream of my friends tonight.
...
I reached 76 before I entered another dream.

The second dream, I was with a group of people I did not know. We all had masks on and we were hiding? robbing? I'm not sure. I knew my pulse and breathing were elevated. I felt tension and anxiety. I wanted to look down at my hand but couldn't. It felt like my eyes were on rails. I couldn't control where I was looking or what I was doing.
I forced myself to look down at my hand. After a few moments of straining, I saw just black filber, like a sock, where my hand should have been. No fingers, not even a hint of digits under the cloth. I knew I was dreaming and was forced out of my dream.

I remained in bed for a while, unmoving, concentrating on the faces of my friends.
I counted backwards from where I left off.
75, I will dream of my friends.
74, I will dream of my friends.
...
I lost count a few times around 71 and started over from 75. I eventually slipped into a dream around 63.

I was standing in a very nice Hotel Lobby. A dark and rich wood siding covered the walls and all the counters. There was a soft yellow lighting behind the checkout counter. Track lighting with amber cones and yellow bulbs hung over the desk. A brass chandelier hung over the lobby, directly over a few leather couches, a rosewood or mahogany coffee table and a few expensive looking chairs.
The Man behind the counter was young, bald, and had a goatee. He was tall, about 6'5" and had a thick gold earing in his left ear. He wore a white or light beige dress shirt with a tall collar and a black vest/waistcoat made of silk/satin. When he smiled he showed large, rounded teeth that seemed too large for his mouth. This made his mouth protrude a little from face.
I was able to observe for a few moments before my body began to walk toward the check-in counter. The man behind the counter uttered a few words in a language I could not understand. It sounded like three different voices were talking at once. I realised immediately I was in a dream and tried to hide the expression on my face.
The man noticed something about me and seemed like he was asking me something before his face went blank. He pulled a large knife from under the counter and thrust it into my solar plexus, his arm stretching farther than it seemed it should have. The knife pierced my body painlessly and I woke up again.

I did not try to induce another dream that night and instead stayed awake, concentrating on remembering what happened that night in my dreams.

The Bridge
Clarity: 7/10
Importance:3/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

My brother is supposed to get some tanks or something, and asks some military guys he knows. Next thing I know, we're riding in the back of an armored personel carrier, with two army guys in the front. The incongruity throws me off for a moment, but I eventually just go with it.

We pass a checkpoint, and I duck down in the back. The people at the gate hardly even look at the army guys in the front, and we barely slow down for the checkpoint.

Next we come to a bridge, and as we begin to cross it. we notice too late that both sides of the bridge are angled downwards. Instead of meeting in the middle, the slope down towards the water. And our vehicle is sliding down towards the gap in the middle! I'm getting ready to jump out and swim for it, but instead we fall into a metal cage on the surface of the water. From there it carries us to land, to a secret military installation.

Our armored vehicle is full of civilians now, like a bus, and my brother and I get off with our parents. There are things for sale on the park benches, and my mother buys a cylinder of gum which I put in my pocket. The building here are supposed to be museums and schools, but they are all just stores. We enter a convenience store, and they guy working sees the gum in my pocket and thinks I'm stealing. A customer offers to buy it for me, but I explain to him that we bought it outside.

Recall lots of other dreams from last night, but they were either boring, or repetitive video game inspired dreams.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning. Had a few too many beers last night, and instead of going to sleep with only Calea in my blood, I had probably a few percentages alcohol in there. Anyways I did have a random dream. Not sure if it was two dreams, but they had the same "theme" so what the heck, I'll write it as one.

Bedtime: 02.00ish

12.45: Black gangsters
I'm down at town square and I take off all my clothes except my underwear. I walk a few meters and come to a large outdoors tub filled with foam. I take a bath and is soon joined by a few black guys. My co-worker Snusknicke is sitting in his excavator next to the tub. "Haha yeah this is so gay, taking a bath with several other dudes" I say and he laughs. I realise that the one closest to me, isn't a guy at all, it's a girl.

She starts talking about how hasch is so misunderstood and people are judging her so quickly. She's talking in a very sluggish kinda way and I can tell she's a crackhoe. I leave the tub and walk back to my clothes, it seems like forever ago since I took them off, and I worry that someone might have taken them. "God damnit! My headphones and my wallet was in my pants" I think for myself. I find my sweater and my shirt, but no pants.

A few meters away under some rubble, I find them and I'm relieved. I'm suddenly taking care of this small baby aligator and it's snapping at everything. A black crow comes up to it and I realise it must be its mother! I feel very happy when they are rejoined.

This is very like my normal, waking self. I am often very selfish in my dreams. The dream changes and I'm walking between two large white buildings. They appear to be abandoned and I can see why. There's a gangwar going on on the street.

A single african guy is standing in the middle of the street, shooting at a couple of people further down, who are behind boxes and statues. I hug the wall to not get hit by the bullets coming from multiple AK-47's. One by one, the people behind the boxes go down, and I can tell they can't aim for shit. The lone guy on the other hand seems to be VERY skilled at it. Near the end the five or so remaining people go down within seconds as he adapts this army-like shooting style. Fast, methodical headshots.

I can see his right arm is wounded and he puts it in a sling, but other than that. He is unscathed. He smile as he reach the small hill of rubble and people, and runs off the other way. Just another day in the African ghetto.

Wake up: 12.45

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Food before bed: 1 x Calea extract pill (around 1 g) Lotsa beer.

That's it! I will try calea out in a few weeks, and only once during the weekend. It doesn't seem to give me much, but I have to admit it does give alot of clarity and apparently I dream about gangsters when I'm on it. We'll see next time I try it.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!