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    1. Night of 9/27-9/28

      by , 09-28-2010 at 10:47 PM (SCPantera's Dream Journal)
      Two sequences of note tonight.

      I was in a large metropolitan city. I was driving (with some other people?) to some shop that sells herbal products. I/we went inside to check things out; I walked around checking out products, being my normal smug, condescending self when confronted with herbal products. For whatever reason, I stay inside wandering around after they close, I end up staying there overnight. During the night and as morning approached I argued with the owner, some hipster chick, over why the vast majority of her products were utter bullshit. I stick around for a little while after they open then eventually leave.

      I either am or am playing my paragon adept femshep in some ME2-like game. Our ship is under attack by some unknown force, so I'm scrambling about the ship doing damage control. We take a big hit and something notifies me that I need to go check it out immediately or the crew will die, so I quickly head there. There's a big hole in the ship, but it's blocked off automatically by a glass door or a forcefield or something, but I can see that two crew members had gotten sucked out through the damaged hull. I grab three oxygen masks and then jump out after them. I'm able to get to them and get them set up with oxygen in time, but we're now out in space and drifting away from the ship. I turn to look back and observe that it doesn't look like the Normandy, but it looked reminiscent of one of the airships from Final Fantasy 6 (only more obligatorily high tech). It's facing away from us, and it jumps out to light speed but then immediately jumps back so that it's coming towards us again to pick us up.
    2. HH and a nightmare

      by , 09-28-2010 at 10:33 PM
      more progress as far as experience goes.

      woke up several times at night and repeated my mantra whenever i was conscious. at 4:00 am i tried sleeping on my right side and curled my legs. i noticed i was quickly falling back asleep so i desperately repeated my mantra while falling asleep.i was definitely conscious when i heard someone open my door and tried talking to me this noise stopped after about 5-10 seconds. i believe i was still conscious when i noticed green lights appearing out of pitch black. the green lights began to pulse towards me(probably a HH). as the pulses hit me i felt very tense and couldn't move. my heart was beating rapidly and i may have been moaning. it wasnt long until i noticed a dream forming and i was pulled into it. i was standing on a hill above a city. there was a UFO in the night sky. it had a white glow with several tails of light behind it. it stops in the center of the city and begins to shoot pulses of green light towards me(just like the HH) and i felt tense and couldn't move, again. the dream lasted about 5 minutes.

      ive never experienced a hypnagogic hallucination before so i was very excited when i woke up. it took me an hour to go back to sleep.




      after falling asleep again i had a longer dream/nightmare. it began with me walking with my friends to our cars. i got in tom's car to go get my car at some other place. we drove threw a junk yard till we reached a small public building with a small park behind it. we all go to the park and see several small trees filled with abnormally large spiders in them. i began to panic because i hate spiders but i wouldnt say this was a nightmare, yet. i tried to convince my friends to go hang out somewhere else. after about 10 minutes of avoiding any contact with the spiders we finally leave. we go to the car but i somehow ruin my clothes and have to change. as im changing clothes my new clothes disapear. somehow my friends took them as a prank so i had to go look for them outside, naked. it was embarrassing as i walked past people with my hands over my junk. i walked through the park with all the spiders and felt extremely vulnerable becuz i was nude and surrounded by giant spiders. after walking around looking for my clothes i wake up via alarm. i havnt had a nightmare in forever.
      Categories
      non-lucid , nightmare , memorable
    3. Egg McMuffin at the Gas Station

      by , 09-28-2010 at 07:42 PM
      Type: Regular dream.
      Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
      Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

      This dream began with me walking towards a gas station. It was on a long strip of highway, with a few shorter, run-down city commercial buildings, like pawn shops and such. A few generic cars passed by. It was early in the morning, and I somehow knew I was on my way to school. But I was stopping at this gas station for breakfast.

      Outside, it looked like an average gas station, with a parking lot and a pump; then there was the convenience store a bit further back into the property. I walked inside, and noticed that part of the building was a generic gas station interior with snacks and other groceries, and part of the building was a Subway restaurant. Where the Subway restaurant was, there was just an empty space with tiled flooring and restaurant tables. I stayed in the main gas station part. There was a counter with coffee pots, and different bags of bread. I was looking to make an Egg McMuffin, which someone could apparently do at this place. There were at least four different bread bags and I started looking through them to see which one had English muffins. Three of the bags had plain bagels, but the third had two English muffins left in it. The one I took out looked normal, but it had a slight tear in it, as if someone had ripped it. I didn't care.

      I turned around and walked to the other side of the store, where there was something that looked like a doughnut shelf from Tim Horton's. There was back bacon and pre-shaped cylindrical eggs in them. I took one of each and put the sandwich together.

      I exited the building, not paying.

      Updated 05-17-2023 at 12:58 AM by 28408

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      non-lucid
    4. What am I Doing Wrong?

      by , 09-28-2010 at 06:51 PM
      Title: What am I Doing Wrong? :( Date: 10/28/2010
      Category: Deep Relaxation Lucidity: Not Lucid

      Keywords: Relaxed, Heavy, Energized, Cold


      Description: I set an alarm to wake me up at 02:30. Instead of getting up and going into the other bedroom where I usually set my lucid dream timer, I stayed where I was. I used no timer. I did my relaxation exercises, putting my body into paralysis. My body felt like a ton of bricks. I was totally relaxed, felt like I was barely breathing. My body felt like it was going thru cycles, energized...cold, energized...cold. I did not see anything, I was in total darkness. I then opened my eyes slowly and did a reality check....not lucid. I then closed my eyes and tried to let my mind wander....Nothing. Disappointed, I rolled over and went to sleep.
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      non-lucid
    5. Night of 9/27 - Recall isn't doing good

      by , 09-28-2010 at 06:22 PM (Grischkaja's world of dreams and mysteries)
      Hello
      I can just remember one fragment. I think it because I'm a bit stressed and I'm not used to wake up early in the morning. I have to get used to my new sleeping patterns, which I'm elaborating only since yesterday
      I'm in my own car, a friend of mine drives. The surroundings are very illogical: I see outsides different places I knew mixed together (e.g: wood+hills+town). I don't remember much of my dream, just that one of my favourites songs was played in the radio (which by the way I never hear on a radio station), my friend was singing to it, although he doesn't know this song either
      Tags: boring
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    6. 28th / 29th September 2010- A stately home, a grammar school and the highest point in the world.

      by , 09-28-2010 at 05:38 PM
      I recall three dreams...

      1) I am in a stately home. There is a staircase, pretty wide, going up to the second floor, it has a sofa at the top, a dark wooden colour, and a chair to the left, looking equally broken. There is a rope across the front of the stairs saying "Danger! Do not use! Please use lift instead. Apologies for any inconvenience" I go to the lift, which is huge, were my mother is waiting. I happen to look across at the hall and am amazed. There is a stone horse's head mounted on the wall directly in front of me. There are also banners draped across to the far right, where there is a coat of arms; a circular plate, half red, half white with blue dots. I turn my attention back to the lift, where we press the button to go up to floor five. It says that, because we are the first people to use the lift that day, we will have to wait thirty minutes for it to track it's way up. I don't seem to understand this because, when it starts to move I ask it to hurry up. I walk outside, and there is one of the more disliked people from my school selling something.

      2) I am on top of a mountain. There is a table. It has a label on it saying "Top of the world, Here."
      My sister gets there first and I am annoyed.

      3) I have been sent to the grammar school for the afternoon. First we are in a meeting room, my three friends and I, and are told about what will happen. First we will have ICT. Then we will have history and after that go home. We go to the ICT room. It is beautiful, but I feel melancholic because I think of my normal school (this appears to creep up a lot in my dreams) and miss it. They have glass columns going up to the ceiling filled with a bubbly-watery mixture. The seats are very posh. They twirl around, and have backs on them, and padding as well. The computers have no lag. However, the lesson is very boring and seems to last for two hours. When the lesson is done, we all rush out thinking it is the end of the day, but we are called back and told to go to history. I notice that the entrance to the school is also posh. There is a receptionist's desk with a woman sitting at it, and a circular fish tank. My friends and I traipse along to history. I notice that there is someone wearing a very long scarf. It trails along the floor behind him.
    7. 27 Sep: Building complex, elephant attack and tsunami in Japan

      by , 09-28-2010 at 01:51 PM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

      I’m a bit disappointed with my dream recall and LDs lately. My boyfriend didn’t use to wake up when I was taking notes, but now he wakes up all the time and complains I’m making noise or that the light disturbs him (I have a pilot’s pen with LEDs, that can lit the whole room). This is inhibiting me as I don’t want to be the cause of his bad nights of sleep.
      On the other hand he also keeps waking me up, disturbing my LDs, efforts to WILD or OBE. I mean, it’s good to have someone by your side, but it definitely messes up with the sleep and dream practices. Sometimes I feel jealous of you single oneironauts out there: enjoy your single bed while you can
      My boyfriend and I are seriously considering that I go sleep on the couch. LOL Really!


      23:00 GMT – Sleep

      Escaping a complex long building
      I’m with a group of friends in a very strange place. It’s almost like a long, long tunnel housing complex. It includes a bit of everything, from a kindergarten somewhere in the middle and a gay/travesty bar in one end. And all these places are interconnected. We’re having some fun at these gay bar at the end and some of these guys in the group are like politicians and public figures and some of them are with heavy make-up and travestied, but no one is really gay, they are just loosen up trying to have some serious fun.
      But then a bunch of police like a swat team is coming. There’s a lot of panic around, we don’t know exactly what, but apparently there’s something illegal going on this place and we were caught in the middle. My friends freak out, because although we’re not involved, it would be quite a scandal if their fun party would become public. So we decide to escape by the back, through the interconnected series of buildings behind. They have no time to undress so we just need to be very discrete and avoid being seen by anybody – if someone sees us and the police then questions people, they will still get to us and specially become suspicious with our escape.
      So as we go (we’re quite a large group – maybe 6-7 people) we really struggle not be seen. There’s a funny scene, when we’re crossing the kindergarten area – a lady sees me in the kitchen and asks me what I am doing there. Luckily she didn’t saw the others who were squatted behind some furniture. I distract her, trying to luck totally normal and filling up a glass of water and saying I’m new there and I am just coming to get a glass of water for some kid. She is not really convinced but immediately gives me some errands to do. As I distract her with this, the others use the opportunity to continue forth, still squatted and manage to go to the next building. As I also get rid of the lady and go after them we then meet at this kind of passageway between two buildings and someone sees us. But fortunately is my friend Hugo and he decide to help us. He checks the path and tells us when it’s clear. Then we have to cross a yard and although there are some places to hide (now we have to crawl behind some bushes), there’s also a lot of people passing by and at some point I need to run back, as I risk being spotted. And I guess this goes on until we finally reach the other end and get out of this complex... but don’t recall anything else.


      3:10 GMT

      Attack of the big mad elephant
      I’m in what seems to be some of my home town streets, near the river. There’s some festival going on and at some point everybody starts running in panic because an elephant is on the loose and he is not friendly. As I see the elephant coming I prepare to simply fly away and get into safe ground but I see all these people totally vulnerable and feel like helping. I try to gather them all and we run to some parking lot of a supermarket (something like that), which has fences around. The elephant still takes some time to get there as he is distracted along the way with other stuff/people. I coordinate people to help me close the gates and secure the fence, but I realise it is quite weak and in some places it is even broken. I know an elephant can simply step on it and enter, as if it was made of paper. But these people need hope and I play along. My father is also there. He hands me his watch. It has a leather bracelet and he tells me it can be used to close the gate. I actually think it’s quite a great idea, even if it won’t make any difference.
      Then I spot this warehouse behind us, which is actually also very weak, but could give us a better chance and I tell everybody to get inside.
      We close all doors and barricade in there. The elephant has finally approached and we sense him outside. He is huge and he is mad. I sense it’s no ordinary stressed elephant, he is on a mission and won’t let go of it.
      He actually yells (yeah, the elephant speaks!) to us that he’ll be watching us and we’ll eventually need to go outside and he’ll be waiting for that moment. People feel upset but also in a good mood because they escaped so far and there’s a chance if they come up with the right plan. There’s a young couple with their kids and they plan to take some shower (apparently we even have showers on the warehouse, I wonder if there’s also food by any chance) and take the kids along. Then at night people make a bonfire and sing and dance. They are really in good mood, but the future is uncertain.


      5:40 GMT

      On the church’s attic
      I’m inside some old building which I’m not yet sure what it is. I see some stairs going up, like to a tower and I want to go up there, but there’s tape saying “construction site” on it and meanwhile a guy yells at me that I can’t go there, that it is dangerous. I say ok and keep exploring the ground floor. I see this corridor with arcades on the sides that leads me to a big central nave and I realise it is a church. On this central nave there are stairs leading to a higher platform, not really another floor, but an intermediate floor. The same guy who yelled before, now yells that I can climb to that one. And I say ok again and climb the stairs. I find myself in this platform, not at all interesting, but with a very old wooden floor, that squeaks and bends down. Some guy that looks like a junkie tells me “Have you seen this floor?”, “Yeah, so what!”, “It was restored recently and it’s totally safe to jump on it!”. And I see many people just walking around and jumping on it. I feel no confidence at all on this floor and just decide to go down again, when I spot some more stairs leading to some attic. I go up there and I find this wonderful room with kiddie furniture and toys and such a cozy warm ambiance. I wonder who’s living there and then I see my two cousins S. and J. They are living there. I say hi to them and how good it is to see them again. Then I say this place is amazing and I am so happy they finally have a nice room just for them (they’ve always been poor and sleeping on really shity houses, with no room of their own. I tell them they deserve to finally have such a nice home. But somehow they are not looking very happy. I notice they have this ball pool and a smaller room on a corner which is a playing house. Then I look through the window (which is a skylight on the inclined roof) and I see a beautiful view – green lush mountains and the ocean.
      They still look unhappy and I wonder why they look so young. They should by now be twenty and twenty-something years old, why do they appear as kids.
      But I don’t get lucid...

      Tsunami in Japan
      Then I’m kicked to this outside landscape I was seeing through the window and I’m by the sea. On my left side is a river flowing into the sea. I’m with a group of girl friends. And we’re in Japan! We’re just relaxing by the water when I notice a strong wave hitting the quay on our left. The wave is about a meter high, but it is so straight up and strong I sense something abnormal. Then I see a second wave like this and I tell my friends I think it’s a tsunami. And if it is, these were just the warning waves and we have just a few minutes until a big one comes. They could say I was crazy but the fact is although not entirely convinced, they decided to play it safe and depart with me. A friend is driving a tiny red car and we go through a road that goes side by side with the river. Current is now upstream and water is starting to rise. They realise I was correct and I tell them to turn on the left to a road that goes up, instead of staying on this road that is quickly being flooded.
      As we go up, we see other big waves hitting the shore and covering the land. On top of this hill we find a village and people are running away. We ask two guys if they know what’s going on and they tell us there was a warning on the radio that had been a big quake on the sea and a big tsunami was expected and that the big waves were still going to come. They told us it wasn’t safe to stay here, we had to go to higher ground as everybody was doing. Half the hill was already covered by water and it was surrounding us, because this hill was only connected to mainland through one side. We asked him the way out and he just pointed vaguely to the road in front of us and then left. We saw 2 or 3 cars going that way and we followed them. Then we arrived at this bifurcation again, on some square and we didn’t know where to go now. We first went left but the road was going down and half of it was already covered by water. We were getting scared and yelling at that guy who didn’t offer to guide us out of there – was every man by itself. Now driving really quickly we turned back and went to the right and kept going up.
      Then I woke up. [Let’s hope this is not a precognitive dream, because next week I’ll be going to Japan...]

      7:10 – Wake up
    8. One super long dream

      by , 09-28-2010 at 12:03 PM (Ranbow Island - Otis's Dream Journal)
      Interrupted by several FAs, and real awakenings I had one really long awesome dream. I'm not going to type the entire thing out, but the gist of it was: I was a mermaid. i went lucid a couple time becuase i was breathing under water, and at out point santa clause was harassing me, but i let myself slip back into the dream because it was just to fun.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    9. 09/27 War and Peace

      by , 09-28-2010 at 11:52 AM
      Last night was finally fairly productive, dream-wise. I have three, maybe four dreams that I fairly clearly remember (I'm unsure of the number because some may have connected together.) Interestingly enough, I didn't try and do anything different sleep-wise last night; no WBTBs, auto-suggestive mp3's, or anything else like that. I just went to bed, said a mantra, "I lucid dream and remember my dreams," until I fell asleep, and slept through until morning. The only thing that I did differently that probably helped quite a bit was, when my alarm went off, I turned it off and laid in bed for another couple of minutes, to see if anything else would come to me. When I thought I remembered all I could, I recorded a few details of each dream, and got up and around. Here's the dreams, organized into what I think is sequential order through the night:

      Large Library and Gift Shop

      A friend and I are walking through a large library in the middle of the day. There are a few other people around, but not many. From where we're standing, I can look up and see at least three other floors, maybe more. I've been here before, in what I now recall as a dream from a few months ago. My friend and I walk up to a TV which is showing some sort of video concerning the Harry Potter books - a documentary, or history, or making of, or something of the like. We're fairly interested, until we see that to watch the whole thing, we have to spend $95, which isn't going to happen. We begin to head towards the door. On the way, we pass at least one shelf with Harry Potter paraphernalia, such as fake wands and candy from the book. A short, stocky man comes up to us and asks us if we want to buy anything. We mumble a negative and move out of the shop.

      Frustration in the Parking Lot

      Another friend, or maybe the same one, and I are now driving around a parking lot, trying to find the exit. We think we're almost out, but we see that we have to detour up and over an overpass, which will put us completely out of our way. We're trying to get somewhere in a hurry, and we're really annoyed. The parking lot is enclosed within a square of buildings, and the only way out is a tunnel on one side, but traffic is backed up too far, and we know we'll be stuck there for a while.

      Dead Tower

      I'm an experienced soldier, and along with a less-experienced person, am assaulting the tower of a sorcerer or evil being. At the top is trapped a friend of mine/ours, locked in a cage, and it is our mission to rescue her. We teleport (my browser dictionary doesn't know that word?) unto a balcony of the tower, on what is about the third or fourth floor. We sneak in through a window, and look around. The less-experienced soldier I am with is very excited, and states that he thinks the job will be a piece of cake. I get angry at his irresponsibility, and ask him, "Do you have any idea what we're up against?" Looking down, I search for something on the floor below it. Finding it, I point out a huge, red-eyed, black-furred, demonic rat to the other soldier. The rat, of which there are several more, is extremely strong and possessed by a dead spirit. He seems to understand the danger, and starts to shake. We move on up the tower, and my recall ends.

      Battlefields

      This time I'm the inexperienced soldier, and my commanding officer is going off on a general rant on the inefficiency of the training system. He says/yells, "They think that a few months of training in a controlled setting back home is good enough to prepare soldiers like you for the realities of war! Well, it isn't. You need field training, in an actual battle situation, before they should even think about sending someone as green as you out here." Just then, someone comes up and informs us that a battle is about to occur. The officer glares, but permits me to fight. The battle is, for whatever reason, somewhat reminiscent of the first campaign level of a Halo game; the last dream, though in a less conventional battlefield, was like the last campaign level. Going out onto the large field, I have a feeling at least one of our soldiers is definitely going to die, though I don't know where I get this sense.
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      non-lucid
    10. 26 Sep: Psycho family and mixed stuff

      by , 09-28-2010 at 11:29 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
      NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG


      22:00 GMT – Sleep

      Fragment
      Someone is advising me about my trip to Japan [I’m going to Japan soon]. What I should prepare for the travel but also instructions I should leave behind for others.


      0:00 GMT

      Mix of stories and nationalities
      Me and my boyfriend pass by some sportsfield and we see large banners with message written in what looks German, but I can’t understand it and conclude it is some other similar language. It has the name of a girl and seems to be a cheering message.
      I stick around among the bunch of people who’s there, sitting in groups, around tables or just hanging. I see a cute sofa made in sort of bamboo and then I am given a kind of huge book with detachable pages in wood, which can then be assembled to make this sofa. It comes with an handler and it is so light that you can carry it home as if it is a bag.
      [IKEA hasn’t yet thought about this]
      Then this sportsfield is also my mom’s living room and I am looking on her shelves for some things I left behind, mainly some tiny flasks of essential oils. But it doesn’t transform entirely into her living room, because right behind me are these guys sitting on the floor discussing whatever game happened on the field. On my right side is also a desk which is the reception of an hospital. A Chinese girl just arrived there and she is complaining with a doctor that happens to be there, that she had been there before with pain in her wrist and was sent home and now she is feeling much worse. Then she starts saying how the health care in her country (China) is so much better than in the USA and that over there they would not spare efforts to find out exactly what was the source of her pain. The doctor looks impatient and like he couldn’t care less about her complaints. Even more to the side is a TV on the wall and it is playing some television channel for Portuguese immigrants. It’s playing a contest in which a guy is trying to win something for his mother. He is knocking on doors and following leads but he looks like a brute from the countryside.

      2:15 GMT

      Prisoner of psycho family and helped by couple of angels
      Me, my boyfriend and my mom go by bus from my current home to go somewhere. But soon we realise we took the wrong bus and we get out a bit further uphill. We cross the street and look to all bus stops around trying to find the right number of the bus. Then I see this kind of garage sale taking place in the neighbourhood behind us. People have their doors open and yards full of stuff and I can’t resist checking it. I find two guys who are selling the weirdest stuff and I feel absolutely surprised when I see this box with some device and substance that promises better sleep with more vivid dreams. I ask how does this work, as I never heard about this. It’s something that you can buy in the pharmacy but then I’m speechless when I read the instructions and it says it’s for females only and you must insert a long stick with the substance on its tip into your vagina!!!
      I find that absolutely bizarre and I can’t help to buy it. I ask how much is it, but they don’t want to make a price, they ask me to say how much I want to pay. I hate that, I like people to set the price, I have no idea how much this thing is worth! They keep not giving me any number and they actually seem to be stalling me. My mom is there and also senses something wrong and tells me to go. I also feel like going. Where’s my boyfriend, by the way?
      Then a kid (there’s always a psycho kid...) comes out of nowhere and starts messing around with a bead necklace I am wearing. First I tolerate but then he breaks it spreading the beads all over. I get pissed and kneel on the floor to grab the pieces while I scold him. When I get up... Where’s my mom? Then I realise I am their prisoner.
      It’s a huge family, parents, uncles, lots of kids of several ages and they are all mentally deranged. They keep me locked in their house for absolutely no other reason than just to terrify me and exert control over me. I try to run away several times and they always catch me. Because they are so many, there’s always one around or outside or coming back home and finding me on the road. I even try flying but they can also fly.
      But one day I go to an upstairs room that has a window and a balcony and I lock the door behind me and jump to the ground. It’s night. I hide behind some truck as I see some of them coming home. I then go alongside the road, but through some field to stay in the dark. One of them spots me and flies after me. I fly to, but he keeps on my track. Then I make a strong effort to fly really high speed [picture Neo, when he wants to save Trinity] and I manage to leave him behind.
      I don’t know where I am and I take refuge in some nice couple's house I stumble on accidently. I tell them my story and they know this other family and tell me I am safe with them as they won’t dare coming nearby.
      One day they take me to the beach. It’s a grey rainy day, but they emanate so much joy it’s impossible not to feel light and happy around them. I feel the presence of my former captors and the couple confirms they are around spying on us, but they promise me they will not dare come close, so I’m safe and that I should totally relax as if they weren’t around.
      They then fly to these electricity generators on wave energy that float close to the shore – they look like giant sausages that go up and down with the waves. They really love this game and as I fly to one to be closer to them, I see many other “beings” that are there having fun the same way. I cannot help thinking that they look like angels, so strong yet so innocent, enjoying such simple pleasures, increasing their energy by just having fun and creating this energy field that keeps psychos away.
      Then there’s a gap in my memory, but I think they help me rescue my mom (my boyfriend I don't know), because later I’m reunited with my mother and we are staying in some youth hostel, temporarily until we go back home. She wants to celebrate, but the bar of the hostel in the basement seems to serve fish instead of drinks! We find it odd – there’s a big board over the entrance with pictures and names of several different fishes. And we say no thanks and give up. We take a shower on a common bathroom and as we go back to our rooms my mom looks and feels a lot younger and that is affecting her behaviour. She is half-naked with only a towel around and she’s having pleasure teasing the boys that come across in the corridor, showing a bit more of leg and so on. I tell her to behave but I’m finding it funny that she's so confident.
      Then we pass by some girls who have their room open and are chatting on the door, some inside, some on the corridor. One of them is singing beautifully some R’n’B song. I think it’s from Alicia Keys and I also want to sing along. But as I am passing by and singing a bit, they tell me to shut up and look angry at me. They say I suck and this other girl is so full of herself she wants to be the star. Ok, I move on. Then I find some table on the corridor, with a spinning top like the one from Inception. I stop to make it spin, but no matter what I do, it just won’t spin!!!


      4:40 GMT

      Teenager TV series and Carl Sagan
      Me and my boyfriend arrive at my mom’s house and we find my dad sleeping on her room. We wonder what he is doing there but whatever... We want to watch TV, so we turn on the TV that’s on the room and we sit in the dark on the other side of the bed, trying not to wake him up.
      As we zap, I notice there’s Carl Sagan on some channel, but my boyfriend keeps zapping until he stops on this high school TV series. It’s about a black girl that is cast aside in her school. Then a new girl arrives and she is the only one who offers help and gives her a tour and introduces her to the school. She then tells her how she was friend with this and that girl or boy and how, for no reason at all, one day everybody decided to turn their backs on her. As I watch the series I get into her skin and I touch my hair and it is afro! So cool!
      Then my boyfriend complains this show is lame and I say I actually find it cool because I also went through all those integration problems in all schools I’ve been to. Anyway we do some zapping again and I tell him why not watch Carl Sagan and he says “and you tell me only now?” I thought he had seen him. So we tune to that channel and it’s an old episode from Cosmos. We miss this guy and we’re enjoying a lot watching the episode but after 2 minutes it ends and my boyfriend starts complaining “No! It can’t be over already!” and then my father wakes up with the noise. But we shut up and stay very still and he turns to the other side and keeps on sleeping.


      7:00 GMT – Wake up
    11. Another 3 Dreams

      by , 09-28-2010 at 07:15 AM
      Well yesterday i tried a new method of "self-hypnosis" on myself. I dont know if you can actually call it like that but i guess it kinda worked. Well, the goal was to get into contact with my own subconcious, i already tried it in a different way with a friend of mine 2 years ago, and there it also worked.
      Well, to say it short: I asked my subconcious if it could help me getting lucid and giving me clear dream signs. The problem was when it asked what signs i had no idea with which sign i would become lucid...so i told it (or well - myself) that it knows me good enough to know what gets me lucid.

      Well, this night i didnt get lucid...but i definetly got a good amount of dream signs...usually my dreams are at least "near" reality, but this night they were kinda "signy" i would say.

      In short:

      1.Driving over (damn i dont even know how i should say it in german!)....well...some big pieces and staircases of wood? And then jumping from one to another with my car(usually i drive on normal roads lol).

      2. Walking through a field and spotting a bear....damnit, and he spotted me. Next scene im at home and saw my dog outside the house, so i opened the glass door to let it in when the door got pushed open. I thought the invisible bear would push it open so i closed it lol

      3. Hacking through different doors(lol?) and computers in my(?) school...then i was told we are writing the final exams this day....guess what? I didnt learn. lol (final exams will be in 2011 for me so no worries )

      Well, i guess my subconcious sent me a few nice signs...but i failed to realize im dreaming. Mh.
      Categories
      non-lucid , side notes
    12. Yesterday

      by , 09-28-2010 at 06:43 AM (a teahouse inside my head.)
      I was too busy last night with homework. I didn't have any dreams last night because of my measly three hours of sleep. I was too tired this morning to even remember that I was supposed to try and recall my dreams.

      Yesterday
      Dream 1: Driving
      I picked up my friend Kristina from her swimming practice (IRL I don't drive and she doesn't swim). We were at a pool, she got in my car (some kind of volvo) and we were driving around just talking about random things.

      Dream 2: Stressed Out
      I was driving to school in my carpool but instead of my normal driver (a senior at my school) his mom was driving us. For some reason we were going the opposite direction of the school and we were on the freeway (which is not necessary to get to school). Then I got a frantic call from my mom that my dad was missing. She also told me that I forgot to do most of my history paper and she emailed me a copy of a worksheet I was supposed to base it on. I tried opening the file on my blackberry and it wouldn't work because the file was saved as .x (I find this funny because I have a problem with being unable to open .docx files and doc x sounds like dot x). I seemed to be stressing about finishing my entire paper in my one study hall period way more than I was stressing about my dad being missing. Then my carpool pulled to the side of the road and I got in my dad's car. He was driving us in the correct direction but went way too far past my school. I feel like there was more but I don't remember.

      Dream 3: Jewish Holidays
      A little background info: I go to a secular (non-religious) school that happens to be about 85% jewish. I am not jewish.
      It was a jewish holiday (I think in the dream I was saying Yom Kippur but the holiday was clearly a different one, I just don't know which/if it was even a real holiday) and I was going to school. My mom had made me a ham sandwich that morning for lunch. As I was reaching out to grab it to put it into my bag, I realized it might be a little insensitive to be eating ham on a jewish holiday (a note: barely any of the jewish people at my school keep kosher). I took out the ham and cut it into little bite sized pieces and put them into the sandwich (I have no idea how this helped at all).

      Fragment:
      I was commenting on the fact that no matter how hard I try I cannot get rid of the acne on my chin/the second it clears up new pimples appear and no medicine helps. (though this is pretty much true, it hasn't been true lately, I have clear skin. I don't know where this came from, I haven't had to worry about it at all lately. I just have a clear image in my mind of my chin in the dream)
      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    13. Lava Rising

      by , 09-28-2010 at 06:01 AM (A World In My Head!!)
      September 25, 2010

      Synopsis: My sister's forced into a movie, and then she wins a prize, a hotel flooded with lava! Non-lucid

      Note: I've been lazy with my journal, trying to get back into it

      Lava Rising
      Me and my sisters watch a movie in the bedroom, with all the lights off. Suddenly theres a knock on the front door, which is kind of freaky because its like 2am! Sister L peeks through the peep hole, and refuses to open the door. We go back to the bedroom, when sister V notices a man outside our window! We try to hide from his view and pretend were asleep.

      After that weird episode, we turn the tv back on. Hey! There's a movie featuring sister V! Film taken from just moments ago as the man spied through the window. My sister seemed pretty fed up that her privacy was violated and no its all over tv!

      A letter slips through under our door. Its a threat. Either my sis keeps quiet or they will kill her. They sounded serious! They gave one more option, my sis can keep quiet and accept their prize. Their prize was a new job at some fancy hotel. Well that sounds promising!

      We head over to the fancy hotel, fighting who should get the new job. But just as soon as we get to the hotel, the lowest level splits a part, and lava bursts through. The hot lava slowly climbs its way up through the levels of the hotel. Crap!

      Me and my sisters run for it! Climbing stair case after stair case. I kept looking back at sister V, who was dangerously close to the lava. Can't she run any faster?

      We make it to the top level, which was hard because the staircase was actually just a ramp, a slippery one. Up here there there was an arcade game area that seemed really attractive. But the lava! Some of the people hop into an elevator thats going straight to the roof. But I imagined that elevator, with all the lava underneath it, was an oven.

      My oldest sister L leads the way, and she finds us a staircase leading to the roof. Just on time, the lava is hot on our heels. The staircase to the roof becomes trecherous. Narrowing, gaps, sometimes we had to jump a long distance to reach the next step. It was terrible! We make it to the top, but it's a thick glass roof! We have nothing to break the roof with, and the lava is gaining on us.

      Suddenly strong hands pull me up. Constructions workers on the roof pull us out. Except it's not the roof anymore, it's street level! As if the entire hotel was underground. The men explain that only that hotel erupted with lava, but the rest of the city is fine.

      At this point my older sister gives us all a big hug and a sisterly kiss, happy that were all safe and alive. I also magically had a nonexistent brother. We decide to run for it before whos ever after my sister strikes again. We run into a bad side of town. We pass by a house and by the look of the silhouette in the window, a young girl is dancing seductively for an old man. Sis comments that she's just a dirty whore!

      But then we step into their front yard, where the carcasses of young women were on display as disfigured artworks. He's an abuser and a murderer! Holy crap! Now were really running for it before he sees us. Towards the end of the dream, we camp by a tree and eat what ever we carried with us - peanut butter.

      The end

      Categories
      non-lucid
    14. #157. Keys to the Kingdom

      by , 09-28-2010 at 04:00 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      ★★★★☆

      ...or "Taking Over a Country in Five Easy Steps".

      09/27/10



      "Your son, your majesty, is a psychotic despot who's been running your country into the ground."

      "And you have a solution?"

      "Your youngest child went missing several years ago. You should inform your court that I have returned."


      Johanna swings the sword furiously at her attacker. Her blonde hair, braided into a plait, sweeps through the air as she ducks his return attack. She's on the defensive, frantically blocking his sword, barely avoiding being cut. The man's face is expressionless as he forces her into a corner.

      A slow clapping starts up from across the room. The attacker stills, and Johanna steps away, keeping her sword ready.

      "Bravo," says the man on the other side of the room. "You've done extraordinarily well, getting this far."

      "I'll kill you," she hisses back, not taking her eyes from the bodyguard, "For destroying my family."

      "With that sword?" asks the prince, "I think not."

      "I've fought my way through your legions," she pronounces, "Decimated them."

      "Yes," says the prince, "But then, you had someone to protect, which is the purpose of your enchanted sword. Tell me, where is your brother?"

      "He's dead," says Johanna, "Murdered by your men!" On the last word, a knife materializes in her other hand. She rushes the bodyguard, swipes down, slicing at his face.

      Blood splatters against the wall, and Johanna clutches at her throat in surprise. She falls to the ground, aware that she's bleeding out. From the corner of her eye, she can see another man emerge from the shadows. Stupid, she thinks, should have realized he would have backup...

      She's standing on a stone bridge, which spans the entirety of a mountainous valley. At the end of the bridge is a city. Blue spires reach up into the sky, and Johanna is dimly aware that she's looking at the Capitol City. This was her home, before everything. It's still peaceful. The sky is blue, and sunlight shines down, lighting up the valley and the mist with an ethereal glow. The valley is lush, full of greens and grains and enough food keep most of the kingdom from growing hungry. It's almost unbelievable, that such an awe-inspiring sight could hide such a great evil.

      "I brought you back." I tell her.

      Johanna turns to look at me. "Why?" Her face is blank, but I can hear the anguish in her voice.

      "I don't think you understand," I say slowly, "I brought you back. Nothing you've endured has happened yet. Your family is still alive."

      She's quiet for a moment, looking out over the blue lustre of the city in the distance. "What's the catch?"

      I have to smile at that. "You can prevent all of this from happening," I say, "If you do exactly as I say."

      plots to pacify the population with the latest crop of sweet potato, wading through water fields under the bridge

      I'm standing in a stone building (opulence, splendor) at the centre of the city. I know the precise moment that it happens, because it feels like a string is being cut. And just like that, destiny has been rewritten. The prince is dead, long live the prince.

      A cell phone chimes in my pocket. I answer on the third ring.

      "Hello, 'Father'," I say, irony in my tone. "So, when is my coronation?"

      Scare Factor: 3/10

      Wait, wait. Your crown prince is an evil sociopath, so you want my dream self to rule instead? Good luck with that.

      1. Establish yourself as an heir to the throne.
      2. Find someone who wants the prince dead.
      3. Bring them back in time.
      4. Assassinate the prince.
      5. How old was the king, again?
    15. High with my new friend, drunk with my old mom

      by , 09-28-2010 at 03:45 AM
      Length: 30 min
      Dream Non-dream

      I was walking up a hill, and I saw my friend C at the top. I've known him for a while, but have just started really hanging out with him. He was there with a one hitter, I sat down and toked with him.

      He said to hold it so people thought it was a cigarette. "I know the deal man," I said. We sat there and smoked for 3 minutes or so. I looked at it, it looked like a joint for a second. I then noticed that the weed came all the way through ,and it was all hollow. So now I noticed that the weed was burning the whole way through, and if I hit it wrong, I would burn my lips. I pucked my lips around it to avoid the embers. A little bit got in my mouth, but it wasn't hot. It was done, good high. Me and C walked around a bit, and he told me there was weed at the telephone pole I looked up, There was a telephone line going through a freeway. It was twenty feet above me, and I'd have to walk around to get on the freeway.

      I told him "bullshit, no way" and he said he was joking. I left him and went to a flea market. I saw my mom there. We walked around and shopped for a couple minutes, then we started talking about drugs. I asked her if I'd get to drink with her next year when we went to Europe. She said of course I would, and that I'm gonna need to learn to drink before we go. I asked if she would drink with me now, and she said yes, but only in the safety of our home.

      We drive home. She brings me to a bar that my aunt owns (apparently). It was a corner shop, a small rounded bar with a garage door instead of a normal entrance. She closed the garage door so no one would interrupt. My aunt asked me what liquor I would like. I asked her what kind she had. "Vodka, super vodka, vodka on the rocks, vodka mixed, sherley temple, pina colada, black forest, amputated leg (my friend makes these in real life, not sure if they're official or a home recipe) and the obvious choices of whiskey, UV vodka (I like my vodka), rum, kahlua, and wine."

      "Well.... I'd like to try it all," just about the best thing I could have said. She made ma a sherley temple and I sipped on it while I saw her make "super vodka" during. She said the key to vodka drinks is to add a lot of ice. She put vodka half way up a huge blender (5 liters prolly) then filled it all with ice. She added some garnish and some red stuff, then added more ice till it was overflowing at the top, but it didn't overflow, because it all stuck together. She added half a shaker full of salt and all of a sudden it collapsed on itself, and the ice shrunk down with the vodka and whatnot so that it was filled with only 1/5 the way with ice/vodka. I thought it was a neat trick. Then she added more vodka and ice, blended it all up, and gave me a cup.

      Strong shit, might I say. The weed was holding up well, and I could just start feeling the liquor, they put 20 shot glasses in front of me, with my mom, all different liquors. All of a sudden the place was crowded and I had to hide my drinking. She asked how it was, and I said it tasted good, but it wasn't "good enough" afraid to tell my mother I wanted strong drink. I took some sips out of my sherley temple and thought "I hate how dreams cause you to only be high/drunk if you think about it," I became more drunk from thinking that, and then walked out to the car with my mom.


      I woke up. Overall, good dream.

      I'm teaching myself to reinforce the idea that I'm dreaming when it comes up by focusing more about dreaming when I think it up. Should prove useful.
      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable