non-lucid

Had a couple of dreams. When I woke up after the first one, my wife was awake and using my computer so I couldn't document it, but I tried to focus on retaining the memory and I believe I've still got everything from that particular dream that I remembered as of waking then (though I note even by then it felt like the front part of the dream is partially missing).

I'm living in some different house or apartment and decide I'm going to bed so I go to my room which has just a lone single bed. When I turn off the light, I sense that there's some kind of demon was in my bed so I call an exorcist. The exorcist tells me they'll be over soon, but meanwhile I should put a clove of garlic in my pocket for protection. I didn't have any garlic at home, so I went out to the grocery store to buy one. The exorcist was there by the time I returned. The exorcist brought me into my room and pulled back the blanket the foot of the bed. There was a tiny demon that looked kinda like trolls from WoW, but it had horns. The exorcist explained that this demon was an "Ettin" and is not extremely dangerous but can be annoying. The exorcist showed me that you can stretch and mess with the Ettin's horns. Somehow this transitioned into the exorcist and me (who had both now changed character) walking around a war camp in a place whose art style resembled World of Warcraft (I wonder if I was perhaps just lucid enough that my observation on the Ettin's appearance warped the dream's progression?) We were walking around the camp while the former exorcist explained to me the situation; we were camped in an Elwynn Forest-like area outside of a large gate. I was told that this was the entrance to a fortress that was heavily guarded and we were having trouble finding a way to bust in.

Now I'm reasonably sure I woke up there in that first dream, but there was what was either an interlude before I woke up that I'm only now remembering or the dream semi-continued when I went back to sleep. It featured a handful of characters from the Suikoden series. As it continued, I zoomed out to watch the action. The gate to the fort was the last major fortified objective between the protagonist army and their objective--a large castle in the northwest. As the attack on the fortress was renewed once more, Griffith led a large force out of the castle to the fort, where fighting intensified. Meanwhile an expedition led by Chris was deeper in the forest to the southeast, trying to find some secret weapon that would help them get through the fort.

The following is what I remember from the dream I just woke up from. At first I thought this sequence may be separate, but thinking about it now it makes some sense in context if I argue that the first person sequence that occurs here is where I am part of Chris' expedition. As it went, I remember thinking I was in either some new MMO or some new patch for WoW where there's a new instance. It's inside of a cave in the side of a mountain cliff outside of a large grassy field. I go in with a party of people; the cave is wide but straight back. We fight our way back, but decide to stop and call it a night shortly before reaching the boss at the back; at the back there was a pillow that you were supposed to touch to activate the encounter. Outside I'm talking with some people, apparently mad that we didn't keep going when we were so close. I eventually decide I'm just gonna go in and pull the boss to at least see what they are. I enter the cave by myself but the layout has changed considerably. The cave is still wide and generally straight, but the pathway now winds back and forth and there are many more monsters inside. I run my way back through the cave, dodging attacking monsters. As I reach the end I jump across a series of small rock platforms in the water and then jump onto the final platform, where I continue by jumping onto the pillow. I seem to think there was a black demon that appeared in front of a mirror on the right wall, but I woke up right about here.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Finally a night with some vivid and fun dreams! Although I only remember one of them, I know the other dreams I had was fun. I thought Puffin's DILD class was at 01.00. But it was at 03.00! Anyways it was a cool class, and I can't wait to learn some more

D: I'm just leaving someone's house, and I'm embarrassed. I think it was some kind of party and I had been exposed as a fraud of some sort. I see a black pickup truck and figure it must be my ride. A guy is sitting in the back and I decide to join him. I throw my limegreen bag up and over the car, totally missing it. "God damnit" I think for myself as I grab it and try again. I don't get it right until the third time. I jump up and sit next to the guy. The car starts moving and in a minute or so we enter a forest. The dream changes and suddenly we're cruising the car on ice. It has only one front wheel and I ask why. "It gets better grip if you only have one wheel" someone tells me. We meet up with another car and we splash him with some water as we go by. Suddenly I can see a large hole in the ice ahead of us. "Oh no! The ice has melted away over there" my grandpa doesn't stop the car and continue driving. When we reach the assumed hole, we see that it's still just ice. I make a big speech about sun reflecting. We seem to go around in circles and soon we're at that same forest again. I don't know how, but the car disappears and we're somehow cruising on our bellies. It's like I'm on a surfboard and my grandpa is at the back, kicking with his legs, only we're on land. I jump high up in the air on some small bumps and I go up into the treetops. The landing doesn't hurt and we continue through the forest. When we reach the ice, we see that it has been replaced by water. I grab onto a weird, gray snake-like foam thingy and direct it with my hands. When I get it right, I pick up speed. Alot of speed. Suddenly we're shooting through the water and it feels great! We take the same route and end up at the beginning of the lake again. This time I go underwater for a few seconds because of bad steering, and when I go back up, I see a small raft out in the lake. Filled with extremely hot bikini girls! I shoot past them and take a good look, grinning like a fool. I can hear them cheering me on. After a few meters I jump off the foam thingy and I'm in shallow waters. A huge wave appears out of nowhere and I dive into it to go behind it. My grandpa decided to just stand there and it actually affected him less than me. Soon after I woke up.

F: I'm with my brothers at some huge waterpark of some sort. I don't remember much but the dream was very long and very vivid.

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Note to self: Write more dreams down! I forget to do it when I wake up and fall back asleep. Anyways that's it folks.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Day 7

I only have fragments of this one. We were staying at a backpackers place in a small town. It was like in a square. A few places facing onto a central courtyard. We went into a store, and we had a locker at the backpackers to store our stuff.

I went to this place, it was apparently an animal shelter. But they had all these cats in their house. And this cage. That was crammed full of cats. Most of them dead. Or near dead.

I went back to the hostel. I went back out. There was a road running behind the square. Shopping center. Empty dirt lot. There were some girls playing on the lot. I asked them what they were doing. They were acting strange. They got mad. I walked up the hill looking for somewhere to go. There was a path through long grass.

We reported the cat people. People went there and discovered that the people there were aliens. They vacuumed up the entire contents of the house. And then empty it all back out, replenished.

Back to the hostel, we checked out. Hopped in the car, and drove off... to the next small town...

Next one:

Some kind o town. I was running from something. Someone. There were jets chasing me. I ran through an old part of town, that they were rebuilding, running through things, running, jumping, dodging, weaving.

Came out to a swimming pool, open area outdoors. I ran, crashed through a phone booth. Came to some kind of big island in the middle of the sea. Boarded a plane that flew really high into the sky... exploded... I had to parachute out...

And the big one...

I was in the middle of nowhere. A sideroad, like a truck stop. The Cherry Poppin' Daddies were there and I asked them about a new CD. It was very different, I asked for tour dates. I left... over a bit of a hill, that went back to the main road.

These cars went chasing another car down the highway. I hijacked a small car of my own and drove off. They went chasing the other car, but then some chased me, they shot at the car, it was about to explode, so I jumped out with my parachute - Just Cause 2 style - and landed up nearby embankment. Hundreds of police cARS appeared, they were all white, and there were so many they got stuck. I used my grappling hook to get away, hooked it onto a car that was driving off and got out of there.

I hooked onto a truck. The man and woman in it offered to help me.

The truck came out ot a small village, by the seaside. The whole scenery and everything was very similar to the game Just Cause 2 - and I remarked on this. Lush vivid greens and colours. There was a bridge that crossed a river, we crossed and were at a caravan park. I was there with friends to make a video.

There were spaces for pitching tents. We went to the beachside part, there was a boat/submarine there. We climbed down a ladder into part of the thing that was underwater. We past lots of rooms and came to a main room. There was a bar, couches, everyone hanging out.

I discoered a secret room - some of the others were there and it was like their own secret room. I said people would like us more if we shared the room with other people and we could have parties and stuff. The guys got angry and said no, what if someone damaged the polished floorboards? Or got a hole in the bottom and the boat sank?

Lady got really mad and marched everyone out to the deck. I threw an anchor overboard, and then reeled it in. Something was going on with people getting in trouble, so I launched my grappling hook again and attached it to the suspension bridge we had walked in on, and flew out of there.

I then hooked onto a truck, and standing on top of the truck as it was chased by someone, it drove around the road, onto a side bit, and crashed into a farm. All these farm people came running out. Again, I grappled out of there and to safety...

September 19th 2010

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in my school quad, a large empty space between buildings. I sit on the concrete, watching people pass and thinking about nothing. Everything is grey, the brick floor, the school, the uniform and even the clouds in the sky. A large figure walks up and stands over me.

"Are you okay?" I realise it's Conner. "You look kind of depressed..." His form blots out the little sun I had, making my day even darker than it was before. And he's right, I feel a little bitter.

"I'm fine." I mutter, because all I really want is for him to piss off and leave me by myself. He seems to understand, and leaves. When he moves, I can see the rest of the quad again. Nobody's here, it's empty. I don't remember the bell ringing though...

I watch the two shelters, where I usually hang out in. There's something going on in the second one. I get up and hurry over.

Conner and a random are fighting. There's a table against the wall, where Aaron sits, just watching passively. The random is on the ground, and Conner is kicking him. Suddenly Conner's head snaps up and he sees me, then he runs away, leaving the random on the floor. Conner would get in serious trouble if anyone found out about this. Before I think about it, I kneel down, grab a fistful of the random's dark hair and lift his head up. I slam it onto the concrete several times, as hard as I can. I lift his face up again and study the damage. What's left of his facial features are hidden by a mash of swelling, bruises and blood. He's dead.

The bell rings, and I decide to head out for some retail therapy.

[Dream skip - 30 minutes] I'm in a shop, at the front of the que. There's a line of people trailing out of the glass doors behind me. There are mobile/cell phones hooked in neat lines all over the white walls. The lighting is too bright, it's flourescent and hurts my eyes. Finally I'm called into a door on my left. An old man with fluffy, white hair asks me what he can do for me.

"I'm here for a shot of blueberry juice." In the dark room I notice a huge sofa chair and a coffee table. I sit down and take the shotglass of blueberry juice from the table. He quickly snatches it off me before I can drink it.

"I don't sell this to anyone under sixteen."

"But I was told you're the best supplier!"

"I am, to anyone over the age of sixteen." (Apparently in this dream, blueberry juice is like a class A drug of something...)

"That's shit. Just give me the juice!"

The door bursts open and Taylor (my cousin) walks in. He quickly takes in my hysterical state and takes me outside. "Let's take you somewhere to calm down." He says quietly.

[Dream skip - A few minutes] He takes me to a gaming shop, and tells me he'll be back in a few minutes. I shrug and scan over the aisles. I see a game with my face on it.

Suddenly as I stare in shock, I feel something disconnect from me. I look to my right and see a light blue, almost transparent me floating next to my body. It's attatched to me by blue string at my waist and neck. It's part of my soul, it's leaving me. I scream when I realise.

Taylor storms in to save the day (again). I cling onto the string, he lifts me up and carries me out of the shop. He carries me across a white stone bridge. A wave crashes over it and soaks us, saturating my soul, making it harder to stay with me. Taylor puts me in his white car, which gets my soul back to normal. The sun is out and bright now. Taylor quickly drives me back to school and tells me to have a good day, and to not get in anymore trouble.

I head up to biology and sit down. Conner comes up and sits next to me. He whispers that that the random was found, but people thought he was stabbed by someone else at school. Relief floods through me.

[Dream skip - After class] I'm at the end of the corridor and have just won "Pupil of the Year" award. Two girls are next to me, looking insanely jealous. The headteacher will be coming up, and she hates me. She'll most likely try to humiliate me in some way. I need to get out of here... The two girls will set off the alarm if I run, out of spite. But running is the only chance I have. I tell them i've left something in biology, the stairs are next to the classroom door. Once I get to the doors to the stairs, I bolt through them and run as fast as I can.

By the time I get to the bottom, the alarm's ringing. I sprint across the quad and into the entrance hall. I make it though the doors just before they slide shut. Now that I'm out, I know they'll call the police. I run across the road, managing not to get ran over. Instead of taking my usual route, I head down a hill to where a stream is, running on the gravel path alongside it. Why can't I run so fast now? I concentrate on the ground, which helps a little. Once the path ends, I come across a little lakehouse. Without hesitating, I leap off of the tall bank and into the lake. Other than the fact it's not supposed to be here, the lake is salty... Wierd.

I climb onto a black ledge that runs across the lakehouse. I shuffle until I think I'm close enough to the bank, the fling myself from the ledge and onto the path.

Once again I run as if lions are after me. I can hear police sirens, and pretty closely too. Just as i'm next to my house, a police car shows up. I quickly head up the steps and unlock the door. Before I go in, I risk a glance behind me. The police car isn't there anymore, in its place is my dad's jeep. My dad, a woman, and two guys close to my age get out. Since when did my dad have a girlfriend? Does that mean those guys are my step-brothers?

We all walk in, I head straight to the kitchen. The two guys sit at my table. The older one is someone I know, a guy from school who I really don't get on with. He glares at me and says; "Nice scive today." I ignore him and ask his brother how old he is. Fourteen apparently. My day just gets better and better... Not.

I stomp my way up the stairs and into my bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

Just to clarify - I'm not usually like this haha I don't fight people, take drugs, scive school or go into stroppy moods...

Day 4 & 5

Nothing???

Day 6

I was walking down a hill to Sheas house. Her neighbour accross the road saw me, he had long hair and he was someone that recognised me. He said he knew that I liked Shea. I walked a bit more, but became scared. I walked back up the hill.

I got a call from Shea, she asked if I was coming because we were meant to be going rock climbing. I walked down to her house. There were heaps of people rehearsing for a play. It was a really big house. Stretched into all sorts of corners of the land it was on. I went to one bit, could see to a pool in a courtyard. There was a far room that was big enough to have rooms to be a house. There was an old computer in a corner. A little boy turned it on.

I went back into the next room. I got locked in there. I found a trapdoor, but then someone opened the door to the courtyard. There were people partying. A friend came to me and said, "Aren't you going to talk to Shea?" I walked over to Shea... she was sitting on a ledge kissing some guy.

I left.

I walked past some people.

I walked back up the hill, accross the road, and up another hill. Across a bridge.

I came to an area that was like near dads old house. I was looking for my street. A young, sexy, well off woman, stopped her car next to me. She gave me a lift.

Her house was next to where dads used to be. It was a really fancy mansion. We left through an underground access that led to a carpark that was in the heart of Melbourne. We walked into the carpark, we were approached by people with cameras from magazines.

They took photos of us. She was some kind of celebrity. She had some kind of draw to her. That I could not resist.

There was a wide open park, I had to attend a function with her. There was a funeral, and then she was making a speech to people. There was media. They asked if we were happy together, she put her arms around me and said, "We are very happy."

This wasn't right, I had to get out of there.

I looked around. Saw bridges that were too slippery to cross.

I ran.

And ran. I couldn't find my house. I ran and ran. And found my street. But it wasn't. It ended too early. I had to cross through someones yard. I came to another half of the street.

People drove past looking for me. I hid in a ditch. I called Donna, tried to call her, but she was angry from what she saw on TV. I tried to tell her that it wasn't right, but she wouldn't listen.

On the other side of the ditch was a main road, there was a car that pulled over to give me a lift.

Another Dream

I was at the Edge. I walked outside and saw Barchick in there, and people sitting at tables. There was an outside room. A back room. I met Donna at one table there. There was a band playing. Iain and Daniel were there. We went to get a drink. Shea came in. There was dancing. Someone stArted bleeding, Daniel and Iain took them to the toilets. I did some crazy dance.

Then it was like some tall skyscraper we were in. We were at the top and it started swaying, so much so as to fall to the ground...

Another Dream from the Same Night

We are on holiday. Matt called to ask when I would visit. I drove to an island with Donna. Around and around. We passed a store. We stopped to purchase some food. It was a little store. But there was huge line. We skipped it.

We came to a little park and followed a swampy track that cAme to a pond of sorts. Bigger than a pond.But not deep. There was a tree in the middle. We were looking at a flower, then we saw crocodiles. We ran.

We caught a ferry back to the city.

Forgot to see Matt.

Went back to the Island. We stayed at a small accomodation Unit with the family. We left the next day. My sister asked if I had packed my stuff. I said I didn't know we had to, because no one had told me we weren't coming back. I went back into my room and tried packing my stuff, there was far too much of it. Books. Toys. Looked under my bed. Looked in the lounge room.

And one last fragment

There was some airport. Near my old school. We were flying back to the island. We had to wear rocket packs that we had to attach to ourselves. They had wings.

Kylie came to see us.

I messed my suit up. I couldn't fly, and all the others took off and got to fly.

Good morning

I definitely have to train awareness! I don't know why, but lately, strange things are happening during my dreams and I don't realize it

I remember 3 fragments from 3 dreams of last night. Really confusing fragments...

1. I'm in a city with some friends. In front of me is an amusement-park. But there isn't a roller-coaster or something like that. There are a few bowling-lanes, which are outsides . In addition, the lanes weren't made of wood, but made of sand. For one moment I was wondering why there is sand and why we didn't have to pay to play a game, but instead of realizing that I'm dreaming, I just say to myself: "Ok, let's play!"
2. I'm in front of a mansion, which looked really scary. I'm just waiting that it gets dark outsides. A DC walks towards me and ask me what I'm doing there. I answer that tonight is the night of horrors. It's an old tradition and I was chose to scare everyone!
I also explained to him how I'm gonna do it: I'm going to lead a few persons into a dark tunnel. I'm going to assure them that nothing will happen and than, I leave them for a few minutes alone in this tunnel, I put a mask on and than..... I'm gonna scare the sh*t out of them
3. Last but not least, I'm in a building. My mum explains me that we are going to open a restaurant in a sh*tty town, where only a few people live. I'm angry, not because of the fact that it's a bad idea to open a restaurant in such a lonely place; but I'm angry that I have to drive so far away and I'm going to miss an important basket match! (just for information, I used to play in a basket team but I stopped to play 5 years ago!)

Grischkaja008

So this is what I should have posted yesterday but I was too busy to do. I actually don't really remember the dream at all anymore but I have my small amount of notes, therefore what I say may not actually be what happened.

Dream 1: PAARTYY!
I was at a party and people were taking embarrassing photos of me. Then these two boys in my grade got in a water balloon fight. The dream was really long and pretty detailed, I just don't remember it now.

Some quick backstory, for context.

Selina is a girl I knew in high school. She showed up once in a previous dream. The two of us never spent much time together, but we got along fine. From what I remember, Selina is a very nice person.

Jesse, I also went to high school with. We didn't get along, and though we're distantly related (small towns, eh?), we really don't share any of the same viewpoints. At all.

I met Zoe Killion a few years ago, at a fine arts-related event. We've been friends ever since. She has a younger sister, whose name is (not really) Ava.

This dream relates to Nomad's RPG. Vaguely.

09/18/10



The good of one, versus the good of many.

We are in a forest, surrounded by tall, black-barked trees. The edges of the clearing are choked with thick underbrush, and the lilac leaves and tall grasses tickle against the back of my t-shirt. The sky is streaked with the orange of the setting sun, which is hidden by the trees ahead of me.

The group is gathered in a large circle, sitting cross-legged on the ground and facing inwards. I look around the circle, cataloging each face. I know all of these people. All of them are my age, and they're from all over the world, these people I've met in waking life.

We've been stranded here, I realize.

"It'll be one of them," says Jesse, pointing at me and - Zoe, sitting to my left. "Look at you two! Your spots are right next to the forest! Anything could come by and grab you."

I'm lucid, not even feeling the need for a reality check. I frown. I can feel the dark, wolf-like presence lurking in the shadows behind me. Wordlessly, effortlessly, I call up a wall of mirrors on the other side of the clearing, confident that I'll be able to see the creature coming.

I recognize the mirrors as a part of Nomad's first task, and I decide to stay here to play out the rest of the game. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror: short blond hair, black clothes... everything gets a little fuzzy.

Who cares about the many? I just don't want it to be -

"- anyone," says Zoe, a bit sharply. "All we've been told is that one of us is going to die."

"And if that happens," says Jesse, "Then the rest of us will be safe until tomorrow night!"

Half of the table stands up at these words, shouting at each other. They're leaning across the round, stone table, ready to escalate into violence.

The sunset is fading into darkness.

Selina is standing up, ready to play the mediator. To get everyone to calm down, and work together, and I see my opportunity.

I squeeze a hand into a fist under the table, and Selina collapses, dropping to the ground like a marrionette whose strings have been cut. Her internal organs have been liquefied, some of her bones have been ground into dust, and I'm pretending to panic along with the rest, pushing through the crowd as someone yells "WHAT HAPPENED!" and "Did you see?" and I'm pressing two fingers against her carotid artery, checking for a pulse that I know won't be there.

"She's dead." I say quietly, and the faces around me reflect both horror and relief.

The rules don't apply to monsters.

I twist open the back door on a blue van, crawling in the back to reach for a case. It's orange, and the outside is covered in foam. My fingers sink into it as I lock it, latch it, make sure nothing is going to open it by accident.

"Everyone's still trying to figure out what happened," says a voice from behind me.

I crawl out of the van, resting the case upright on the bumper.

"I mean, one second she was alive, you know?" says Ava, rubbing her left arm with her other hand. "Everyone thinks it was something supernatural, a new kind of monster from the forest."

"It probably was." I say.

"That's the briefcase." Ava nods at the orange case I'm holding. "The one that'll kill us if we go near it. So, it's safe now?" She makes a grab for it.

"Don't touch that!" I snap, hitting her hands away. Idiot, of course it will still kill you! It's just that nothing is going to attack you outright - at least for now.

I slam the door shut on the van, and walk away from the camp, still carrying the orange case so I can hand it over to my employer.

I'm on no side but my own.

"We're leaving!" says the Matron as she paces the inside of her ship, the flowing fabric of her dress trailing behind her. "Get the rest of the crew."

"And the survivors?" I ask.

The Matron growls. "I meant to capture all of them, but we're on a deadline."

I nod, and turn to leave.

"If you should happen across Miss Killion, of course," says the Matron coldly, "Bring her to me."

I pass Ava as I leave the ship. She has her arms crossed, and is guarding the gangplank. She winks at me, and I allow myself a small smile.

I'm certainly not on yours.

I hit the drunk crewman over the back of the head with a bottle. It shatters over him and he collapses to the ground, dead weight. His equally drunk friend, who was about to attack me, looks from the unconscious man to the razor-sharp bottle neck in my hand. The man stumbles away, apologizing, and promising to go back to the ship.

I sigh, and pick up the unconscious man, swinging him into a fireman's carry over my shoulders. I turn to Zoe and nod in the direction that the man just ran in. We start walking.

"So let me get this straight," says Zoe. "We're working with the bad guys. Who want to kill me."

"Because the Matron has the only transportation off the island."

"Who wants to kill me."

"She won't," I say, grinning.

You really should have seen this coming.

"You can't touch her." I say. I'm feeling gleeful, and I'm sure that I'm radiating an air of smugness that's setting the Matron on edge. Well, that and the fact that I stole away her first prize in manipulation.

"You can't do this." She hisses.

Except that I can. If I own Zoe's soul, the Matron can't touch her. I would be obliged, even within all of the complicated truces and agreements we have with one another, to pay back any harm threefold.

I don't actually own Zoe's soul. But the Matron's not about to question my integrity. She has too much to lose.

The Matron's sulking is so pronounced that I have to laugh. "I'm the devil!" I tell her, "Did you really think that I wasn't after anything for myself?"

Scare Factor: 4/10
Rating: 7/10

Quick roundup of this week's dreams. Yay, real life.



09/14/10 - No recall. None. Very little sleep.

09/15/10 - Illegible handwriting. Apparently this was a dream about drinking.

09/16/10
I'm on a family vacation to the States. There's an entire bulletin board dedicated to the "Ground Zero Mosque" in the lobby of the hotel. This starts me off on a rant about religious tolerance.

The Joker kidnaps two children. They're probably more trouble than they're worth.

I find a swimming pool in the shape of a tea infuser.

09/17/10
I'm driving my dad's old Ford truck. We're carrying something explosive, and if we hit anything suddenly, everything will go up in flames. Suddenly, the brakes are failing, and I have three options: I can drive into a fence, a pile of logs, or a swamp.

We hit the swamp, and the truck sinks into the muck and stops there. It's not sinking any farther though.

My dad turns around and looks at me. He's about to start yelling.

"Good thing this is a dream, right?" I say sheepishly.

Pause.

"Hey, this is a dream!"

I spend the rest of the dream climbing buildings. I'm having trouble flying, but I find that if I swing my arms and move my feet, I can walk vertically up the side of walls.

Scare Factor: 3/10
Rating: 3/10

Preface: after taking 1mg of melatonin I went to bed. I know I had other dreams but I don't remember the content. I was able to recall many of the details of this dream later, on my way to work.
It will be apparent that as climbing is more than just a hobby to me, I am not surprised it has made its way into my dreams. I actually hope to possibly improve my technique through lucid dreaming. Not this time though.

Dream: It starts, I'm watching a climbing competition. I see pro climbers doing their thing, mostly bouldering (doing problems at the most like 4 meters high). I begin to get excited and decide it's time to get my shoes and chalk, but I have misplaced my bag. So I walk around the place asking people where my shoes are. All of them guys who I don't think looked like climbers, more like frat brothers or something like that. There is the climbing wall outside, inside is a hallway with a bunch of thin curtains that barely hide mattresses behind them. The beds are beds for things beds are for though, not crash pads. The guys I'm asking about my bag are sitting on some of the beds. I see a girl, not particularly attractive, but interesting to say the least. She is walking the hall, I ask her and she doesn't answer. I decide it's helpless, my shoes, my chalk bag, and my bag are all lost, so I go to a shop and try buying shoes but they don't have any in my size at a price I want to buy them at so I decide to pick up my search again. I walk out into the hall and see the girl dancing. I do a little jig myself cause I do that sometimes, and she glares at me. I wake up.

Just wanted to get this in before I forget. Had a short dream last night but woke up without any will to go record it. What remains is a fragment where I recall being in a lecture hall with Dr. Kelsch once more. The lecture hall was reminiscent of the larger of the two east rooms coming in from the south entrance to Sudro.

I seem to be struggling with a diminished will for lucid dreaming. I really need to summon the focus to recover my will to lucid dream. It's somewhat discouraging that I haven't been able to get lucid all month. I'm not sure if this is bad luck or if I'm just getting lazy.

I was on the street in a normal looking neighborhood, walking along the sidewalk. I had absolutely no idea that I was dreaming, but I knew exactly what I was doing. My plans were to go down the street to meet up with and spend some time hanging out with MoSh. His house was just a short way down the street, and the weather was beautiful, so I had decided to walk instead of drive so I could save some gas and reduce pollution. I reached MoSh's house in just a short time at which point I went right up to the door and knocked. It didn't take long before the door opened to reveal MoSh inside, smiling. He said I don't really need to knock every time, I can just come on in whenever I want to. He stepped aside to let me in.

I went inside and looked around, MoSh had a very nice place there, it looked like a really welcoming place. I was about to say something to MoSh when line of kids came running down the stairs from the second floor, they all charged right out the door with Data right behind them and a couple of dogs right behind him. They left the front door wide open, though MoSh didn't really seem to care, he seemed more interested in getting me to follow him into the living room. Since the weather was so nice outside, I didn't bother closing the door before following MoSh into the living room.

The living room was a fairly large room, MoSh was standing beside a comfortable looking couch and pointing at the largest wall in the room, which was completely taken up by a huge flat screen television. The flat screen television was mounted on the wall, or maybe the television was the wall... I couldn't be sure since there was not a single square inch of the wall was visible. I was wondering exactly how big the screen was. MoSh seemed quite pleased with the television, he stood there for a couple minutes as if waiting for me to say something, but all I could say was one word... Wow. Apparently that was an acceptable response, since MoSh continued to say he had an extensive library of movies and games, so let's watch or play something. I was thinking how awesome it would be to play games on that thing, so I immediately agreed and said we should play a game.

MoSh went over to a shelf and looked at some cases there, talking as he did. He was only halfway talking to me, however, he was mostly talking to himself. He said something about me not liking Starcraft, he muttered some more stuff, then he took a game out and slid it into a slot in the television. Wow! It even had a built in video game system! The game that started up on the screen was a space game, I had been right in thinking a game would look awesome on that television... The graphics looked absolutely amazing. MoSh and I were playing a co-op mission where it was the two of us against a fleet of enemy ships... Fortunately the enemies weren't very bright. MoSh and I came at them from different directions, each of us had a squad at our command, and we took them all out.

MoSh and I were playing a death match version of the game when Asuka came in, I blasted MoSh before I realized he was distracted... Asuka had sat down on his lap and kissed him... Not really a fair kill. MoSh won that part of the game, I have never been really good at death match games. Then we played a version of the game that was a race through an asteroid field, there were rings we had to fly through while avoiding running into the asteroids. I won that one, zipping in, out, and around the asteroids and through the rings to the finish line which was a space station inside a cool looking nebula. MoSh wasn't far behind me. I was wondering what other versions of the game were available, but I didn't get a chance to find out before I woke.

If you can be bothered reading this all the way to the bottom, I will be impressed. It does contain at least 3 dreams from one sleep in a single sitting. Continue at your own peril!

Notes Normal Dream Lucid Dream

For the past week my recall has been terrible, with me only remembering a couple of fragments. This morning I woke up and started thinking through a dream - still half asleep. Suddenly I realised, "I should be writing this down!" So I hurriedly turned over and started writing. Part of the dream was lost, the part I was thinking about before I started to write it down.

First (?) part of dream was forgotten, but I recall entering a dark building. I was sure that I wasnt myself at this point, like I was inhabiting someone else's body. It was an orphanage, and I had the distinct feeling it was where I had grown up. Moving through the building, I found no-one about. Dumping my stuff (when did I get it?) in a room, I moved to another corridor and there was a guy who I knew in real life. Wearing nothing but a very short towel. Not being gay, this was not exactly a particularly pleasant thing for me to witness. "You must be looking for [his mother], here follow me." He led me to the reception (of sorts) and I knew that there was another part of the building behind it, that I didnt get to see. I was taken to a room, "Terga 4" (definitely saw that written down) which incidentally was the exact room I had dumped my stuff, and also grown up in (the person I was inhabiting)

Dream Change

Cutting grass in my current High School, although it seemed slightly different. I couldnt place why exactly in this dream. In any case, I had finished cutting two portions of the grass, and was just about to start the third when I was informed it was military property, and was as such dangerous. WTF? I moved outside the school, along a path. There was a box which provided electrical current to some wires, one along the first portion of the road, two along the second. I reached the start of the second portion the first time I walked along it, being led by a friend. The second time along, I was the one who was leading, and I'm sure we were being followed by a couple of idiots. At some point along the path I touched a wire to see if it was live It was before telling the others not to touch them. For some reason we walked on the part of the road that was narrower, on the grassy bank to the right hand side. When we got to the end of this road, there was a house.

It was dark, or at least stormy, with an illuminated house opposite us, atop some cliffs. A river went by in front of us, making a bridge lower down the only viable way across. Luckily there was an elevator for us (me + several others) to go down. We had almost all managed to fit into the elevator, only two people were not in it with us. As we started to go down, the idiots who had followed us arrived. We touched the ground below, and the idiots cut the rope that would have allowed the other two to get down. Interestingly enough, I predicted this would happen.

We had to get across the river, and once again I predicted what would happen next. The bridge broke. Luckily we were carrying the wooden elevator floor with us, and this allowed us to float. Unfortunately, I somehow fell over the edge and got trapped between a submerged post and the current of the river. Next thing I knew, I was floating near the house, and I remember a distinct feeling of WTF? How the hell did I get over here? I could hear the two friends who had been stranded up on the other side of the river, but not the friends who were actually in the river.

Dream Transition, like a scene change in a movie.

I was back at the first part I wrote about, but there were two changes: I was younger, and I definitely was myself instead of inhabiting another person. Were the two above parts of the dream linked? It would appear so, because there in the distance was the house, but it was daytime. Riding a tricycle, alongside a girl. We were both of about 7 or 8 years old at this time. Of all the parts I've talked about, this is the most difficult to remember. Things were fuzzier, more indistinct. I have no idea who the girl was, and I dont get the feeling that the major part I forgot explained who she was. All I know was that we were playing, and suddenly, she wasnt there. I asked no-one in particular, possibly my brain, what had happened to her.

She had died.

I suppose I knew already, but subconsciously. I think she died of cancer, although what variety wasnt explained. It was very sad, because it was like a childhood friend had died, and I didnt quite understand why.

Dream Change

Sitting down in the shower room, for some reason I put my thumbs on my nostrils. Breathing in still worked. Why? Had I not covered them properly? I tried again, sticking them right in, blocking my nasal passages completely, and yet I could still breathe in and out. With a sudden realisation, I was lucid dreaming! This was only the second time I could ever remember going lucid, and the first time with a conscious reality check, (albeit one I have never used before) and this made me pretty pleased. Feeling incredibly pleased, I sat for a few moments, relishing in the feeling of awareness. I was by this time quite tired of dreaming, I doubt I could have taken much more, so it was quite a relief when I woke up.

Im completely happy with the Lucid lasting only a few moments, because it has happened only once before. My goal now is to have a longer lucid dream, where I explore being aware.

I remember Cacaphony and J were at my house. She hopped on my computer and was complaining about how IRC was black in white. I told her to click MIRC and she should be able to see the difference. J was was in the kitchen talking to some guy....about something...like the guy needed something from him...money or whatever.

FA I'm on the phone talking to J about the dream.

18.09.2010

I am the son of a King. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I finally had a night where I could rest. However, every time I woke up I felt very lazy, I have not been so tired since a lot of time. Two dreams, missed lucidity a couple times on the second one.

Second

I was with a group of people like in a mall and we were planning to go to like a castle. We were inside a warehouse (inside the mall) and there were boxes around. The lighting was not very bright, but I could see well. I was going to stay around, but I felt that I had to go as well.

A made up dad approached at me and told me I had to go to my Castle. I was wondering what was going on and he told me that we needed to meet there. He was the King of the castle. I wore regular casual clothes and my dad advised me to dress like a prince I was. We exited the warehouse and we walked through the mall. A guy tried to abduct me and my dad said, "Yeah, Mark, yeah! There is a lot of security here, you will not be able." He laughed.

I stopped by some books and when I was going to read them, my dad grabbed them and moved them making new books. I was able to read different messages on the side of the books.

My dad told me he had to go to the castle first and I had to go own my own. I did not like that idea, specially with abducters around, but I recalled the way to the castle was all straight and there was a lot of people, so I did not complained.

We grabbed an elevator to go to a basement room. The elevator was small, however, the funny fact that the elevator worked perfectly in the dream. I did not have flaws. While I was talking with my dad, I looked at my hands. I stared at the for a while. I had some sort of "lucid" feeling (I recalled within the dream the feeling I have when I turn lucid) but my hands looked perfectly OK. My dad asked what was I doing and I told him I liked to Reality Check whenever I was inside an elevator just in case. He did not ask further questions as the elevator stopped and opened.

The basement was dark and I saw like a small jail. I found the prince clothes so I started to change. When I was all done, I was about to leave. The room was big, full of boxes and old stuff, and I could see the street outside. As soon as I started to walk, someone placed his hand on my shoulder. I turned and it was the abductor. He smiled and claimed I was going to give him a lot of money. I was worried I was going to be placed inside that small jail. I started to ask for help, however, I did not feel scared. I tried to fight him until I saw a guy who looked like my dad. I told him, "Help!! Mark is abducting me!!" But the other guy was an abductor too. I tried to walk but they were grabbing me, however, I was still stronger than them. I was able to reach the street (which was about 40 feet from where we where. I screamed for help in the street, however, all the DC walking in the streets ignored me. I woke up.

Missed Dream Signs:
- I was the son of a King.
- The scenario with the books was odd.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Talk to the abducter and ask him why his is threatening me.