non-lucid

Four from the night and two from an afternoon snooze.

fragment
1103: D. Traveling as a drug mule. With daughter of the drug boss. It's actress Kristen Bell, as I recognize her from Deadwood.

Cooking Emergency at Work
1233: C. Emergency at work and Myra has to cook something quickly. Something with noodles in it. She will miss her wedding party because of it. Everyone feels bad for her but she's so self-sacrificing. Then I'm in the back seat of a car. Joe R is driving with Myra in the passenger seat and Lance also with me in the back. Joe is dropping Myra off while he is going to the airport. He's talking about how airports around the world are all the same because they all have the same familiar noises. I think he's going to Japan.

The Ig Fish
1317: B. At a Japanese restaurant. Want to order a simple fish dish, salmon I think. The waitress is a middle-aged Japanese woman. She doesn't hear me right. She thinks I order a really rare and poisonous fish called Ig. I point to what I want on the menu. She asks "are you sure?" a few times. She finally accepts it.

Skip to several minutes later. A Fedex package has arrived at the restaurant with the fish I ordered. The waitress shows me the package and says "Look, we had this very rare Ig fish delivered for you!" There are two fish in the package, each wrapped in plastic. This isn't what I wanted but since it was so much trouble I might as well go with it. I hand it back to the waitress with my approval. She sends to it kitchen to be prepared.

I see a young woman at the next table eating the same Ig fish dish. The fish is colored with dark red and blue strips. It has many feather-like fins all over it like a coral lionfish. It's propped up on thick fins underneath, almost like feet. The woman says something about how she can't eat all of it and she likes to cut it a certain way.

fragment
F. I recalled this while writing down the previous dream. Something about making tools for, Google, and Chrome.

Database Cleanup
1811: C. In a house with my mother and two people from high school, Chris and Brian. We work from Frank? He arranged a promotion deal with a satellite TV company. Chris inserts some data in our database but he did it wrong. He's leaving for somewhere so it's left to me to fix it. Brian is trying to explain the situation but he isn't technical enough. I need to actual list of accounts that need to be removed from the database. I look for my mother, hoping she knows where that information is. She is asleep on a couch the kitchen. The kitchen is a bit like the SAV house. The room is mostly dark and there is a very noisy fan on. I wake her up and apologize for doing so. I ask her if she knows which accounts need to be deleted. I turn to Brian and he's dressed like a Boy Scout. He's about to leave for a meeting.

fragment
D. Feels like a documentary about the wild west. Reminded of Deadwood and Red Red Redemption. Something about the development of the Bowie knife. Hunting wild rabbits near a road out in the desert wilderness.

October 28, 2010

The injured chick (NLD)
I was at a school, and some of the cast members from the play I was just in were my classmates. I found a baby chick in the hall, and picked it up. I wanted to make sure I could put him somewhere where he wouldn't get trampled. I can't remember where that was, it may've been on a ledge or something. I remember going to class, but not much about that.

I came back to the chick, and he was wearing a splint, now. I decided it was time to release him back outside. As I was holding him, he was doing his best to escape. I ended up cupping my hands right around him until I got right outside. I held my hand out, and the little chick blinked and looked around, but didn't move. "Go on," I encouraged him. But still, he just happily sat on my outstretched hand.

I was then approached by a beautiful white fluffy duck. I held the baby chick out to her, and she took him in her beak. But before she left, she was really a white fluffy shih-tzu. I then recall overhearing some gossip that a dog ate a baby chick for lunch, and I thought, "No, no, no... that was a duck! I did not just hand over a baby chick to be ate by a dog!" and the dream ended.

Topless fragment (aggravatingly NLD)
I'm sitting in a coffee shop and realize I'm shirtless. "This happens in dreams a lot to me, but for some reason I did this in real life. Why am I walking around without my shirt on?" I thought. I'm so embarrassed by this. I leaned into the table so no one could see me.

Mike came in and sat down across from me. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked.

"Shield me so I can get my shirt back on," I responded. I did my best to wiggle into my shirt without revealing anything. Success. Dream end.

Farm fragment (NLD)
There's a farm full of different types of animals. I see my baby chick is around, with his mother duck. Yay!

But, what catches my attention in this dream, is this... dog? He looks odd. Kinda cute. Like a pug, but... not... in some way. "What kind of dog are you?" I asked him.

"I'm a pitbull," the dog says.

"You are not," I say.

Sailormoon fragment (NLD)
At a school again. In a basement area of some sort? Mamoru is down there, and the senshi and I (untransformed) find him. He says something about being attacked, and wanting to fight them. I told him we will take care of it. To calm him down, I held him in my arms and whispered-sang a japanese song to him.

It wasn't this song, but it was a lot like it...


Forest path fragment (NLD)
I was in a natural park-type area. There were certain animals that were "zoned," if you will. And for some reason, I was moving ones from one area and putting them into this other. I ran back and forth between the two areas a few times. On my last trip, I noticed some animals grouped up, staring at this one... at first I thought it was a wolf, but then realized it was a coyote. The coyote looked like he was ready to jump me. Dream ended before anything happened.

I don't know if it's me going to bed earlier or what, but my recall has been uber high. Still want to get it a little better - I don't want just long and many dreams, I want to remember more details.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

10.27.2010

Two Sides (Non-lucid)

Anime-style. There's a girl who has two sides. In teal-haired mode she can summon her minions. A boy (brown hair) is friends with the light pink-haired side of her.

The teal half wants the boy's soul or something and sends her minions after him. At one point he's hiding in a closet clutching the door shut as hard as possible.

- At one point he(?) is in a dark place like a chamber, blindly searching for pink girl. His hand touched a little lock on a grate on the floor.

Mmm, Donuts (Non-lucid)

I was in class. I stacked some books on my desk and put them under the chair. They were heavy and it hurt my hands, but I made sure not to show anything. An angel walked around the room and stopped at me. She came up close, clutched my fists in hers and said a special message to me - general uplifting things, and she healed my hands. It did seem to make the pain almost disappear.

Dad was at the front of the class ahead of me (I think I was on the second row to the right, three or four desks down). I believe some kids were talking about roleplaying games, and dad started talking about Nascar and the gestures to indicate driving. I followed him out of the room and glomped him. I told about him about the angel.

He ended up dragging me to the doctor's office in the school(?). We were sitting on a window-seat type area, me kind of hidden behind him. The doctor came in and dad made a joke about me, something about being dead that was supposed to mean that I was invisible. He asked if it was okay for me to be there. The doctor asked him to strip down, and he did, down to his gray boxers which he owns in real life.

Suddenly there's a kitchen area in front of us and people are making donuts in a big deep friar. She sees me eying them and gives me a tiny piece, saying that she 'can share her donuts'. As she gives me a bigger piece, dad leans over to the side and snags his own. The donuts are like glazed ones, but with chocolate on top.

- Jacob was sitting beside me in class.
- My hands began hurting again soon.
- When Dad was talking about Nascar, I turned to Jacob and said 'that's my dad', but he didn't seem impressed.

October 25, 2010
Nothing? Can't remember. No notes.

October 26, 2010

Walms fragment (NLD)
I'm an observer in this dream. Walms is driving a car with other people in it. They stop somewhere to camp, but the others are being rowdy and noisy. Walms is upset because he can't sleep.

Hair fragment (NLD)
I have short blue hair like Sailor Mercury's.


Raccoon fragment (NLD)
I have a pet raccoon. May have been somewhat lucid in this fragment, as I recall wondering where this raccoon came from (my city doesn't have many... in fact, I've never seen one here, and I live way out in the suburbs). The raccoon is quite well trained. Like a dog. Even scratches on the door to be let out so he can do his business.

English Vacation (NLD)
The dream starts out at a bus terminal. I'm with Jack and his parents. We chatter there for a bit until the bus comes. It has the same logos as my city's transit, which confuses me, a little.

The bus takes us to Southport (fun fact: since I don't know UK geography very well... I actually thought Southport was... well, southern. I didn't realize it was close to Blackpool. This is actually somewhat relevant... read on). It drops us off at this swimming pool. I don't recall much here, other than being in the deep end and trying to use this red ball to float. I see Jack's brother there too. I also have the strong urge to text Julia, figuring that Southport and London aren't too far from each other (ha!)... I want us to meet up. I remind myself to text her once we're done with the pool.

Jack and I spy a hot tub off to the side. On the way, I see this little girl eyeballing my red ball. I asked her, "Did you want to play with this?"

"Yeah!" she says, excitedly.

"Here you go," I said, and handed it to her. I thought to myself, "This is weird for me... now I'm the one with the accent..."

We get to the hot tub, but it's kind of weird... there isn't much to it, other than to dip your feet into, but there are also two jellyfish in there! One of them pokes his head above water, looking like


I got my feet out of the water, and the jelly fish floated towards me. It landed on me, and I held it by it's tentacle-thingies. I felt shooting pain in my arms (like the same pain you get from an electric shock), and attempted to throw it back into the water. The grabby tentacles stopped it from going very far, though, and it came back for round 2. I woke up.

October 27, 2010

I have a goal to try and complete the advanced challenge in the next couple of days, so I tried to focus on a goal of chatting with a ghost in a Victorian house (this house is a reoccuring location in my dreams, and it IS haunted. One of my dream guides used to take me there all the time).

An Extremely Riveting dream... (NLD)
Jack had to get to his mum's to help her with something, but he said he could be there whenever. I decided to plan around this, and meet my mum for chats, too. However, as the dream gets on, it's coming up to 4pm, which is kind of a let-down, because my mum won't hang out that late (for reals, she's obsessed with Warcraft raiding :bored: ).

During this time span, there was some kind of work related thing in there, but I can't really remember it. I do recall seeing Rachael, and I had a slight lucid moment where I thought, "At least I got her right, this time." (Hearkening back to a dream from a few nights ago where she appeared, but her DC didn't resemble her at all, so I had to rack my sleeping brain for what she really looks like, and change her).

At some point, I went down to a basement. It was completely bare, except for some hanging lightbulbs. I pulled each cord. Some worked and some didn't. I wanted them all to work, because if it was dark at all, then I might encounter some ghosts, which I didn't want (apparently). :sad1:

I also recall squeezing around this intentionally too narrow play apparatus of some sort.

Third Dream Journal Entry: Thursday, October 28th, 2010

• In my opinion, this dream was probably the most boring dream I have ever had.

• I woke up very frustrated because I remember that there was so much more to my dream but I could not remember a damn thing.

I can't remember much of my dream but I tried writing down as much as I could. I was in a car with my friends Chris and Alex. Chris was driving us to the mall. On the way there we were talking about our friend Jessica and we were trying to figure out which route she takes to get to the mall. I do not know why we were talking about that but we were. I was sitting in the back seat of his car and Alex was sitting on the passenger seat. We then laughed about how stupid she is for taking the longest and dumbest route ever. We finally get to the mall where Chris drops us of. He then says, "I am not going with you guys to the mall because I am going to go see my girlfriend, Nina!" (ex-girlfriend in real life). We both say "ok" and started heading towards the door. As we are walking I notice that it was not a main entrance to the mall. It seemed more like a back entrance. I could see stairs at the door but I could not see what was at the top. We walk through the door.

I'm no longer at the mall and I am now with my friend Dariel. We are also in a car. Dariel is driving me home (he does not have a license or a car in real life). At one point I decided to look out my window. I saw a girl walking our of her house. I noticed that it was a girl that goes to my school. Her name is Unique. I am not really close with her but I have known her for a while. We continued driving and I wake up.

Auto Christian vs Medical Christian

I was at some sort of christian camp and we (me some smaller kids, and a black guy counselor with a goatee). There had just ended a party of some sort and my friend, Peter, was there. We went outside to talk some more as a group. Outside was large forested area with legit cement roads. We had stepped out of a large white tent. There were tons of people walking around besides us. A little girl rode past us on a bike and I hit her and took it from her. Everybody looked at me and asked why but I just sped off as fast as I could. I sped around for actually a good 10 minutes or so and the whole group chased me around. When I stopped at the bottom of a hill, it took me by surprise when the little girl was the first to catch up to me closely followed by peter and then the rest of the group. We all accepted this as normal and then we started a lesson about Christians. In the world, there were 2 types: Medical and Auto Christians. I asked what was the difference and the counselor said that the Auto Christian had to put down a down payment on a car before joining any type of activity. This made sense at the time. He then read a bible verse about cheating on your spouse that went something like this. "Therefore whoever goes all the way to Palestine for a whore instead of using locals has another cherry to pick after human judgement..." Hint: Not a real verse.

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I was at home. Something caused me to go into my living room of my apartment. My mom was there. She told me to look outside; she was really scared. Outside there was a wolf and a cat. They were looking at us and following my cats along the giant window. For some reason this scared the shit out of me; I could feel the wolf about to just break through the glass and kill me or something. The dream ended somewhere there.

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Had a FA. I woke up and started writing down key words of my dream onto a piece of paper. I wrote the words "rejection, cat, dog" on it with my pencil, like I usually do. I then started to get dressed. I remember putting my grey and pink socks on. I know I did some other distinct thing too, but I can't remember.

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In the next dream I became lucid at one point, I'm sure. I was going down some water slides. There was sort of a hint in my mind that I was dreaming, and that nothing could hurt me, though I didn't have enough control to really take over. I was going down these water slides that had sharp panels. I went down them knowing it was a dream and that they couldn't hurt me if I didn't expect them to. It was really quite fun. Eventually the slides turned into highways, and the dream started to change.

Eventually I ended up at some store or bus station with my mom. We were waiting for a bus and commenting on how long it took. When it finally arrived we said something about all the people unloading. The dream ended somewhere there.

regular/lucid dreams: 10-28-10

I know I haven't posted a dream in a long time so I figured I mise well post one now.

I think this one was lucid, since pretty much the whole time I was attempting to fly and was like "wow I'm so good at getting lucid!" I don't remember the whole thing so these are just some fragments.

I kept jumping in the air and trying to stay up and fly. It was like trying to improve the skill, and I was getting better and better. I was just pretty much having fun with it the whole time. I knew I was in a dream, but all I really wanted to do was see where the dream took me.

(not sure if I'm still lucid) Me and my parents went to San Fransisco for a vacation or something. The whole time we were there all I could think about was going up on the Golden Gate bridge at sunset so that I could take pictures. I kept thinking we were going to be late, as the sun kept creeping closer to the horizon. You needed tickets to get on the bridge, so we got our tickets and started walking on the bridge only to realize we had gone the wrong way. So we turned back and I tried to look for the right way on the bridge but couldn't find it. Time was running out, the sun would be setting soon. I ran into this really old who seemed like she knew her way around. I asked her where to go and first she asked me to do a favor for her.. wait for her till she went to the bathroom. When she was done she still wouldn't tell me... it was really weird.. I woke up before I made it on the bridge, sadly. I was so damn anxious to see that bridge...

I also remember standing on top of a very tall ledge or bridge or something with people around me. I really wanted to jump off that thing.. not sure if I actually did or not though.

Then there was something about going down a waterslide....

We ere talking about movies and my Dad mentioned to Alannah that some war movie was really good. As he started telling her about it, I realised that I had seen this movie. It was about a guy at the start of the movie hides behind a low wall downhill of a mountain. The enemy move slowly toward him and he shoots them as they approach. one step taken every two secs by enemy. When they come to is wall, they step over it, and also step over him, ad he start shooting enemies in the back. They see him and capture him and the rest of his men. They are told to march ahead and they find some allies and turn around to fight off their captives. Captives run away, build up a bgger enemy and eventually come back to kill them all. One of the soldiers in the protagonsist's force is missing, and he is a traitor.

Bobo was captured and taken to prison where he was put on trial for something. His mother was really upset. I remember being taken away and put in a chair we're they tortured me by smacking my balls with a mace (quite light) to get me to talk abut Bobo's involvement in some crime. I told the truth. Bobo also got tortured. I saw the Buuddhists meditating and they kept me in a room whre there was a circular roof above me w lots of plastic babies stuck out of it which went round and round. Was kinda scary and very wierd.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Most vivid dream ever aswell, or perhaps it was because I became lucid and got a good look around. Anyways I hadn't had any dreams in three days, and went to bed last night a bit earlier in hopes of getting something. All of a sudden I am lucid.

04.30: 10/10 Vividness but 0/10 Control DILD
I'm at work and everything's more colourful. I'm standing on a ledge overlooking the digging site. Some of my co-workers are stacking file cabinets in one corner for some reason. It's break time and I see Björn roll in through the door on his white roller skates. I notice it's actually his normal shoes but with wheels on them. I sit down at the long 12-man table, three-four co-workers are already sitting there.

"Can someone give me a phone?" I ask and everyone starts laughing. "What the hell is a phone" someone ask me and look at me like I'm crazy. Everything feels so surreal and people don't behave normally. Like everyone's alot happier and stupidier than they really are. "Here take this" They hand me a strange red walkie talkie. "You can light candles when it's blowing real hard outside with that thing" they say and I try it out. I swing it in the air and produce a flame from the antenna. I try to light a candle while it's blowing real hard, and it works!

Björn decides to go home, and skates off on his white roller skates. I walk into the building and grab my bag. I turn lucid just like that. "Ok first of all before I try to get to the desert, I have to relax and focus at the same time" I tell myself and it's working great. I put the bag over my shoulder and walk towards a door. Suddenly I'm on a porch of some sort with a low triangle roof behind me. Like I'm on top of the roof. Everything's extremely vivid and I start to question if I'm really dreaming. I look at my hand.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7 fingers. They are too short, chubby and pointy. "Yup this is definitely a dream" I think. "But why is everything so vivid and stable?" I walk towards the edge of the porch and get up on the railing with the intention of flying. I do my usual trick but it won't work! I try again but still nothing. I question if this really is a dream once again and count my fingers, getting the same results. "Then I should be able to fly!" I tell myself. I try to fly again but it only results in me almost falling off the railing. I sway for a second before I jump down on the porch.

I look at the sun. It's burning bright on a blue sky. There's NOTHING in the dream which indicates it actually is a dream, and the lack of control makes me lose interest really fast. "I now understand people who are afraid of being in a coma or something when they can't wake up from a dream" I think and I decide to stop trying and do what my insticts really crave... I take a pee on a stone wall. It feels great. Then I start feeling my body.

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Food before bed: 1 x 100 mg B6, 1 x 50 mg B6, 2 x Omega-3

Action before bed: Meditation on shakti mat for 20 minutes.

I actually had another dream, and a fragment/FA. But I cba to write them down. I'm starting to get worried that I need the B6 to be able to dream. I will not take it in a week or so, and see what happens.

<-----Shakti mat

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

There has been a contest to choose the guests who will attend a dinner party with a friendly, very easy-going, gray-haired woman who makes letters out of soft wax. I am at this dinner. There is another woman there who collects little figurines, including one that looks like a classic Hollywood actress. I mess up the top bar of the wax “E” that the first woman has made, making it all bent and chewed up so that she has to redo that part, but she doesn't mind because she loves doing her art. [It wasn't until I woke up and was writing down this dream that I recognized this woman as former Survivor contestant Gillian Larson, who was the guest speaker at a lunch seminar I went to last week.]

Third-person perspective. I'm watching a teenage girl walk around in a mall or a department store. She rides up an escalator, and I can see the bright-green lights glowing from the spaces between the steps. All the time she's walking around, I can hear a voice narrating her story. The words of the story are written in the first person with the teenage girl as the point-of-view character, but the voice reading them is Scott Sigler's. [Not surprisingly, as I just finished getting caught up on the latest episode of the Ancestor podcast an hour before I went to bed.] According to the narration, this girl “eats, sleeps, and breathes TV:” she has a name very similar to that of a specific, well-known TV character, she watches a lot of TV shows, and other aspects of her life are very similar to the situation on various TV shows. I'm aware that what Scott is reading is the first chapter of Ancestor. [The actual first chapter of Ancestor is absolutely nothing like this.]

A typical scene: a school+hotel (not dorms), but strangely vivid for something so mundane. I was kicked out of one room as I was about to take a shower. Apparently I had stayed too long. On leaving, I forgot my key, which looked more like a car key than one for a door. At this point the building became a school.
There were 4 floors accessible by at least 3 elevators. Joined by some past acquaintances, we entered elevator #3 and headed for the 3rd floor. As we ascended, the elevator swayed. It came to a stop so that half of the exit could be seen. I jumped across and the others followed with some help. We called management to tell them about the error. Later, a repairman spoke to me and told me that due to some mechanical wear, had we not alerted him, the elevator would have shut its doors and fell, trapping whomever was inside. I remember noticing that the repairman was surprisingly intelligent -- not for his occupation, but for a human being in general. As I listened to him, I felt he knew something important that I did not, but should.
There was more but it has already faded - a sinus infection broke my sleep into small unsatisfying sessions with dreams less memorable.

Hello : / My dreams get weirder and weirder. I realize that something bothers me deep inside me. I don't know... I'm afraid what I may find deep inside me...

Hours of sleep: 7h
Vividness: 2/5
Recall:3/5

I'm standing outsides in a street. I have to wheels and on one a seat is fixed. I sit on the seat and I make movements with my hands if I'm driving a bike. I suddenly start driving and it reminds me of a motorbike. But the handlebars are invisible. I don't see the engine either.
I somehow realise that this is a dream. But it doesn't bothers really. I keep on driving and suddenly, I'm in a mall. I drive around and I get of my bike. I want to go to the cashiers, But I circle through the mall. Every time I'm near the cashiers, the open ones are full, so I keep circling. A few times while making a new turn, I meet girl N. . Every time she sits on a barstool. Next to her is a guy. She always says when she sees me: "That's my new boyfriend" and kisses him as long as I can see her. While kissing him she looks at me. Her eyes are saying, that she just wants to tease me.
I repeat this scenario at least 10 times and I finish in the moment that I see that all cashiers are full. I don't know what happens next. I end up in a blank room,sitting in a corner, face to the wall and I cry.

O Gosh... What do I want in Reality... CRAP!