non-lucid

So I decided to go ahead and give the DEILD method a shot. I wasn't sure how I'd go about attempting it because it involves reflexively keeping my eyes shut when I wake up and, to be honest, I've got no practice doing that. So I go to bed at about 12:30 with an alarm set around 4 o clock. I wake up a few minutes before 4 o clock and turn on my iPod to play some Solitaire. I want to get in the habit of working out the logic center of my mind while I'm in bed at night. I think this will help me out a lot. I go back to bed. About an hour later I wake up because I have to use the bathroom and lo and behold I've got quite a long dream ready and recalled:

Leah and I are driving home from seeing some comedy in theaters with my parents. In the movie I remember it being sorta creepy because the main bad guys were crazy tall and white and really scary looking. During the move in fighting myself to stay awake. I am sitting by Leah. As I watch the movie it sometimes takes on a first person view. The evil looking characters on screen get into a bunch of fights over turf. They remind me of smart zombies. I slowly start to nod off. Towards the end of the movie i go and stand at the front of the theater and watch the last of the movie standing.

After that we head over to a laser tag and my mom makes my brother and I play a game. The women running the place charges five bucks per person. I overhear my mom and sister buying our tix for us. The clerk suggests me and my brother just share a gun to save money until we decide I'd we like it. My mom gets us each our own. The suits have a mouth guard bracket built onto the front and i put it in my mouth without thinking and immediately regret it. In my mind I'm positive I'll have herpes now or something. I glance over and my brother is sitting slouched against a wall on a black bench. He is spaced out. He looked dejected and bored.

Then Leah and i are driving home. We are both tired. I'm using the gps to get us home but I want to stop at a hotel to sleep but we can't because of the dog waiting at home to use the bathroom. Leah mentions that my parents are leading us home a different way than normal. I follow the gps.

Not bad at all for having a few off nights this week. So I go back to bed and I wake up AGAIN. This time I come startling myself awake but the world is in blackness. I can't see anything! You guessed it: I managed to keep my eyes shut. I'm not sure if it was reflex or the fact that I was actively thinking about it before I go to bed. So I'm laying there with my eyes shut. I feel a tiny bit heavy on my back and I feel mostly numb. My toes randomly spasm every once in awhile and my heart starts to race. I know I'm in a good position for the DEILD technique. But of all the things that could happen I start to hear birds singing LOUDLY outside of my window and when that happens I KNOW it's day time and, I'm not sure how, but I KNOW my alarm is about to go off. I hear a faint buzzing sound that is very distinguishable from all of the other noises. Is this part of my HI? I don't know. All I DO know is that I'm suddenly hypersensitive to sounds.

So I stay laying there for a few more minutes when lo and behold the alarm does go off. I get out of bed and grumble my way to the shower. And then while I'm in the shower I'm hit like an epiphany with recalls of "four" other dreams.

I'm in some sort of giant church like structure. My friend Phil is there and so is Lawrence, Chris, and Jake K. We are sitting in the big room where I assume the Pastor is going to preach when somebody starts handing out stacks of bacon as a snack. I say 'Hey, why not' and grab a huge stack and absolutely stuff my face with it. I then go ahead and sit down for the sermon. Time passes, I'm sure, because I'm running out of the room and towards the stairs. I jog up these stairs and turn right to where a small bedroom is. And there are all my friends! Skipping out on the sermon to play video games. I'm mad immediately... Not for skipping the sermon... But for not telling me they were so I could too! I remember in my dream, as well, to be kind and polite around Phil. I know I think to myself that he's a good guy.

For some reason I'm up stairs in some house. I "know" it's my parents house. I walk down the stairs and outside to see some sort of dog out there. My parents had just left to go see a movie. I'm sure of that for some reason as well. So I've been left to take care of the dog. The dogs name is Asimov (Yes, as in Isaac Asimov). For some reason the dog gets hurt or gets killed and my parents return and I tell them what happened. They mention how at the movie they spent the whole time looking for "Asimov" but couldn't find him because he was under a different name. Don't ask me. It doesn't make sense over here, neither.

And now I'm shopping. I've been sent downtown by my wife to go check out this resale shop. I'm assuming it's some sort of 'Platos Closet' because as I walk up to it, it is in an underground mall, the woman at the door goes: "Are you Randall? Leah shops here all the time." I say yeah I am and that I'm here to look at jeans. She asks if I need any help finding anything and I decline. It's at this point she points out that they are closing in 5 minutes. I let her know that I'll hurry. I hate when customers linger in my store. So I look around at the jeans and there's a woman back there as well waiting to help. I don't see anything I really like and end up hoofing it back towards the front to leave. It's at that moment that, for whatever reason, an explosion occurs and I'm sent flying. I land back on the ground and my leg is very clearly broken. The women are freaking out and blaming eachother but none of them seem hurt.

And now I'm sitting in another basement. This time in front of a nice bass stack. My brothers friend, Marc, is there. And I'm pretty sure the other guy is Rob. There's a smaller Asian kid that I've never seen but he has black hair combed over and he plays the guitar. I'm obviously in this band. We shoot the breeze for a little bit and plan to practice when the Asian kid says that this is their last show. They just can't do it anymore. He is kind of a dick. So I ask him, gesturing at my leg, 'Is it because I broke this?'. He shakes his head and says that there's no money in it. I tell him: Well, hey. Once you guys hit 18 you'll be able to play shows every couple of days and make plenty of cash. I tell him my band is playing Marys Place (which we are, in real life! I'm plugging my own band in my own dreams) and that we're bringing in about 20% of the door. I envision what the place looks like so he can see it. I show him a bunch of elegant tables set up in front of a nice stage. Everyone is well dressed. This seems to change his thought process because he's suddenly backpedaling and saying things like 'Well, actually we had plans to...' and then that's all I really remember.

Splitsecond lucid dreams that start at 8 o clock near the end of the night COUNT! They count! So yeah, another one this morning. Epic? No. My non-LDs were far more. Here they come, in the order I think they happened:

Another, more and more recurring dream with the girls at the Academy. This time they change counter completely and I hope they wont bother us anymore. But as time passes, I notice they do more and more stuff on our counter, until a lonely dude is the only thing left on theirs.

An epic quest full of crazy women, cafeteria food and kindergarten classes. This was a very long dream I dont really remember. I do recall going to find a crazy woman in a classroom twice, and thinking about it the second time. HUGE chunk missing here.

Im playing Combat Arms. My gun is stuck (like in real life) but gets unstuck at times. Those times I kickass and do multi kills like hell. The map is Death Room. I head up the stairs and find a weird orange cartoony character. He tells me he can mimic people and objects. Somehow I am one too, but a little different. We play around trying to shapeshift into various objects, reversing colors and stuff. More specifically a flower pot. I guess I needed to get that out of my system, but im not satisfied unless its lucid

Im Donkey Kong and me and my buddy Diddy have to climb a huge vine. In Donkey Kong Country, a similar one has to be climbed in the later ruin levels. But were not in the ruins; were in a huge, empty field. And the vine is HIGH. Very HIGH. We both start climbing until Diddy decides hes a wuss and wants me to be in front of him. Son of a bitch. I am also very scared, thinking about the incredible height and the fact that there is a baddie over our heads. In the next scene, I am looking at Diddy climbing while I am hanging out on the ground. He starts swinging furiously until regaining control is impossible. A voice (narrator?) tells him he may want to let go. He does and falls to the ground next to me. I rush to help him.

Heres the cheap LD: I have a False Awakening where I start to float away but hold on to my bed. Very smart to begin with. My eyes are closed, but as always I feel like if I open them I will open my real eyes, which I really dont want. So im still in my bed and I RC to find im dreaming, though the floating kinda confirmed that. Then, I do one of the dumbest ive ever done in an LD, I lye down. In my bed. What a way to forget your real body. Put yourself in the exact same position and ask yourself if its real. Of course I wake up (geez). But it counts anyway. Then I didnt move but couldnt DEILD

Nights left: 2

Just some boring dreams about work the last 2 days but a non-related work dream fragment worth noting, I guess.

Alien Handcuffs

My potential alien dream guide continues to turn against me. First it was after my eternal soul the other day and now it places me in weird, biological, and slimey alien handcuffs. That is all I remember.

For more information about my potential dream guide, click the tab at my dream journal homepage.

Non-Lucid Lucid

28-08-10 I was in my grandfathers house on the floor reading. There is a girl next to me, actually my mother is also there, but she quickly leaves and I put my head in the lab of the girl and start stroking her head, at first she finds it nice, but then say I should stop it, so I do. I am trying to go to sleep. At one point I see Djana (home town friend) and her sister standing outside the door I go to let them in, oh yes that is right it is New years eve, how could I forget, Don't be lame and spend it alone like last year! I go up to see what is making that noise in the kitchen it is my mum making coffee. We gather around the table for dinner I look out and I swear that I can see some sort of weird distorted daylight, I talk about this with my uncle who tells me it must have been lights from the car, “What, that somehow generate enough energy to illuminate the planet in daylight!?”

I am not sure if I wake up or there is just a shift in the dream..

Next dream I am watching Yes Man (haven't seen that film so pretty sure it is nothing like it). I see Jim Carrey come strolling in an office, he is stopped by his secretary who is completely naked, hang on is she actually really naked, I look again, closer yep she is naked small perky breasts and a neatly trimmed landing strip, nice! I follow Jim as he thinks nothing of this and continues in the office. He is talking to someone, he gets interrupted by his secretary, chess! Anyways I notice that people are somewhat out of phase and only Jim can see in both phases. There is a shift he is going somewhere to do some carpentry, now as Sam from True Blood, he is in the service of some lord, who likes having well built partially naked men around, Sam runs out and I follow.

same as before..

I was in a train, actually more like a subway train and was very suspicious that I was dreaming. I am escaping some terrorists led by John Travolta in the setting of that recent film I saw something about train 123. After the train is split in half and an explosion is tearing through the station I wonder why the windows of the train don't get damaged. I manage to get away and go through a door that leads upwards, but still look like the door that is connecting trains. I go up jump through a couple of windows. When I find that at the top of the stairs there is a last door that leads out through another moving train I decide that is RC enough, I am defo dreaming. I run upwards through more stairs and shoot some terrorists with the AK47 that I apparently have just received. I make sure I really use my vision and touch some bags on the way up to stabilise. I quickly grow bored of playing action movie, I have stuff to do! I fly upwards through the walls, ground everything, man I am so pleased I discovered how to do this! Oh oh.. now I have to think of a scenario where I want to reappear, I am bad at this (stupid idiot, you have just made sure you can't do it >.<). I come out in pretty much HH land loads of flickering lights and fragments. but I am still in a dream, the closest I come to an actual dream scenario is some grassy land in front of Taj Mahal, that seems drawn by a school girl. Can't handle this I wake up, hang on a minute.. wake up, this doesn't feel right. There is something on my sheet which is a picture of an old school no signal screen they used to put on at night time.. lets see if we can find one.. there..

Now in the dream there are loads of small coloured squares in the version I saw, and in fact there were loads of coloured squares all over the shop. So I quickly pay close attention and make sure I spot a red, blue and yellow. I jump out of bed, am I still dreaming? it is starting to feel very realistic! I look at my hand, oh that looks normal... wait.. is my index finger growing shorter? ARGH, that is some scary mumbo jumbo that is, stop looking at it and jump out the window, yes lets do the classic exit without breaking the glass stunt I have grown fond of. My friends are outside, quite impressed with the leaping through the window and me weakening gravity to land elegantly, what did I have to do again? BAH can't remember my personal goals, lets see if a noob like me can do a unicorn!

Hmm the last time I was on this street some crazy things happened if I looked to the left, Left it is! Oh would you look at that there are a couple of beige (can you describe a horse as beige?) horses. Unicorn I shout in a seductive shout (a tone that sounds a bit like if you were a large cat shouting for the mouse to come out from the hole in the wall). I fly around the corner and turn right, I see a gathering of horses and a lot of shops around. Damn it I don't want to make a unicorn, would be cheesy to copy Nomad's move, at least I think it was Nomad who slapped an Ice cone on the head of the horse. Bah, get practising Vester, I turn around and see two white horses coming out of the cinema, this will have to do. Right “Unicoooooorrnn!” Nothing is happening I shout again, Out comes a White glowy horse, with a purple mane and a horn on it head, chess! Damn though, you are going to look like an idiot on dreamviews for spawning something that looks like it came out of “my little pony” don't care, lets get to ride it, the unicorn goes behind a car and comes out in human form “DAMN YOU!” “actually you are one stunning red head!” I jump on her back, pretty sure that getting a piggy back ride from a unicorn in human form won't count(haven't even read up on if this is possible in mythology surrounding unicorns), screw it maybe I can trick her. “You are very beautiful, even in your horse form!”. She seems insulted being put in the same box as a petty mortal mammal used for transportation by humans and say “stop mocking me” “Oh sorry I meant Unicorn, you are a very beautiful Unicorn” She looks at me teasingly and I wake up.

I started at first on some sort of ride or something. There were seats, and FR and DA were there. I scowled; I hate them. I was with KA and some others. We sat down in the row in front. I was talking to KA in some "secret language" that was really just talking with a really high pitched voice. But it was so mussy that no one else seemed to understand. I also kept making these high pitched sounds that would lift us off of the ground and let us float.

Somehow I ended up walking at some park. JO was there and he tried to put his arm around me. I pushed him away. Then some random blonde guy came to me and did so. I let him. He was really tall. I hugged his as we walked; I really liked him.

Then we were getting ready to fly or something, and I took his hand in my and twined my fingers around his. The next thing I knew we were in a sort of sling, and I was making my weird high-pitched noises to make us fly.

1. I was in some sort of swamp area with my dad in his boat.

2. I was asleep on the couch when Katy Perry was performing on NBC news. In my dream, I was at my computer and my sister was playing this song on the computer. I said, "Turn that crap off!" then I woke up, only to hear that the song was still playing. I must have sub-consciously heard the song while I was half-sleeping or something.

27.08.2010

Wet Project (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Thursday night... cards night... little sleep! Two fragments.

First:

- It was cloudy and rainy.
- The floor was wet and I was running, like to class.
- Needed to be the first one.
- I saw several female DC holding a big project. It was getting all wet.
- I helped them and ran to class.
- I had a project on my own too.

Missed Dream Signs:
- The fact I was going to class. I do not go to school.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for the ToTM

I remember being in our school's gym. Ken and I had made some sort of roller coaster, built into the bleachers.
A girl that I know came up to us and asked if she could ride. We told her it was five dollars. She handed the bill to me, and got in the coaster car. We started it. After it had gotten to the last bleacher, it stopped and she got out. Then she vomited. And again, and again..
"Thanks for nothing!" She yelled at us, and walked away barfing. l0l. It was so weird.

On the first "day" of my dream, my school caught on fire. It was badly damaged, and everyone rushed out of the school.
The next "day", I remember riding in my mom's car to school. I kept telling her how stupid it was that we were not out of school that day. As we arrived, I looked at the school. Everything seemed to be back to normal, I only saw a few blackened smears. I rode around back and can't recall what happened from there. Then I remember being in our library. There was a deep pond in the middle. I don't know what was in there, but it may have been piranhas. I remember throwing these clear balls full of water as fish food. It was weird.

I sadly do not remember much of my dream, I do remember that it was from the perspective of two people at the same time, which was very strange, and that both were in some kind of desolate place along with some other people. All of us had gas masks on and were preparing for some kind of assault by piling up bricks and other debris. I/We (The two people I was seeing through) turn around and suddenly we now have a small abandoned house, now surrounded with a low wall of debris. We take cover inside and board the door shut. The group realizes too late that one of the pair I was seeing through is still outside and my vision switches to just that person. Suffice to say I woke up rather quickly when a group of mutated animals started tearing me apart.

Notes: Once again, I believe I was influenced by the game S.T.A.L.K.E.R.

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

I was in the car with my father; he was driving and I was in the front seat. It was a black infinity, even though we have a white one in real life, with a black leather interior and polished cherry wood accents. We were traveling along some city street with small, decrepit buildings on both sides, the kind of buildings that would host pawn shops and second-hand stores.

I was playing a game on a hand-held system that looked like an original teal gameboy color. However, the screen was twice as big, as was the console itself. There was a pokemon game on the screen; it was three-dimensional and you controlled one pokemon. There was a mountainous layout like that of the Sims games, except with much more details and crisper graphics. The whole mountain was a bowl shape, with all the pokemon in the bowl part, along with other small hills and rocks. There were many other pokemon running around, flying around, and digging in the ground. It was sort of like mission impossible, as it was every pokemon for themselves, and they had to defeat all the others before they defeated them.

I was a flygon in the game, and I was pressing buttons that were labeled "fly" on the console. The flygon would dive down and attack a pokemon underneath it, then come back up again into the air.

The dream changed, and now I was a part of the game. I was on a small rocky hill covered with snow, looking for powerups. I saw things covered up in the snow, little coin-shaped light green circles with plus signs on them, and when I got near them, I'd absorb them and I'd hear a beep. I had no idea what they did, but they were obviously good for something.

Then, I saw a large purple sticky hand in the snow. The hand was visible, but snow covered up the long part, and it disappeared onto a small hill. I picked up the hand portion and ran up the hill, to see an upside down u-shaped piece of rock, with the end part of the purple sticky hand tied up in it. There were two children, probably seven or eight, wearing heavy parkas with fur. They looked at me and said, "this is ours, get your own". I told them, "I'm already touching part of it, so it's mine".

One of them walked up to me, puffing out her chest, and said, "no!" I leaned towards her and said, "if you want to fight me for it, fine, but I'll win." She punched me but I didn't feel anything because she was wearing thick mittens. I laughed and said, "bye", waving as I did. The two backed off and went away.

I spent quite a while trying to unravel the sticky hand.

I was standing on the edge of a sidewalk that was next to a railroad in the city. I was with my boyfriend. We were both Chinese. We were cuddling and talking, until he becomes quiet.

"Did you see that?" He asks.

"What? Where?"

"That man...I've never seen anything like it." He points across from us into an old, dark shed. I can just barely make out the image of a man putting on white costume makeup. He was very pale.

"Freaky."

He leaves, and I go home. Everything red around me starts to resemble a clown, like the one from It. I start running home, and dart upstairs to my room. I turn on the computer, some dolls still resembling that messed up clown. I try to keep my eyes from looking in the reflection of the computer screen because I'm afraid I might see something I don't want to.

I try to log into IRC but the computer freezes slightly and no seems to be responding in the channel. I google my condition and it seems that I am not alone. Other people have been attacked by this clown and then they are slowly killed off.

I'm teleported somewhere else now...Maybe these people can help me? I look around. I'm in a giant church...But this looks nothing like any of the modern religions. The ceilings are high and gray and the lights are dimmed. People are chanting in tongues and a man, who resembles Dumbledore, is leading them.

I take a seat on the western side of the 'church' near the front. In front of me are tall, metal torches that are unlit. A caretaker in rags slithers up next to them. It is explained to the procession that if the caretaker does not truly believe in their cult religion, that he who lit the flames would catch fire.

I watched as the man lit the torches. A different colored flame sprouted in each one. When the man was finished lighting the torches he turned back to the head speaker. The flame started at the bottoms of his robe and worked their way up until they engulfed him. The head speaker made a halt sign with his hands and the flames stopped. The head speaker explained that because of the caretaker's doubt in their religion, that he would be sentenced to a life without a left eye.

I was back now in my house. Who were those freaky people?? I decided to go wash up in the bathroom. I couldn't let a man with a little make up freak me out, I'm tougher than that!

I heard a banging on the door, and jumped a little.

"I just wanted to say good night to you," My mother in the dream said. She was also Chinese.

"Thanks mom."

"What is this on your back?" She turns me around so that my back is facing the mirror. In the reflection I can see that I have a vividly shaped scar of a dragon going down my back! On either side are scars of traditional Chinese houses. WTF

Mom tells me that I'll be sleeping in my aunt's room tonight. How could I ever get to sleep?

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was so exhausted yesterday that I knew I would not do much dream recall this night. I actually woke up in the middle of the night, with dreams floating in my mind, but I just couldn’t care less and turned to the other side to go back to sleep. In the morning I was feeling a bit more refreshed and wrote down a few, especially because they were one of a kind.


22:30 GMT - Sleep

1 wake up, recorded no dreams


5:00 GMT – 2nd wake up

Dentist waiting room and cinema
I’m with my mother on the waiting room of a doctor’s office (I think the dentist) and for some reason to have an appointment we need to have a key (?). My memory fails me a bit on this part, but I think for some reason they didn’t want to give us a key – maybe the key was the equivalent of making an appointment, maybe they didn’t want to give us one, because they had the agenda full? Anyway, I think my mother got to steal two keys without them noticing and we just left all happy with the achievement. Then she invites me to go somewhere, like the cinema, which I think is a great idea, but I am worried that my light summer clothes will be uncomfortable when we leave the cinema to the cold night.

Performative arts camp
I enter a bus full of youngsters. We are on a trip to somewhere. I don’t know anybody. They are clearly from different countries and nationalities but not one looks welcoming to me. I look for an empty seat and I found one by the aisle by the side of two other girls (there’s 3 seats on each side of the corridor, like in an airplane). The chair in front is reclined and I have very little space to fit. I have a black backpack in my lap and it’s really cool because it has a flexible screen on it, showing continuously the Matrix code animation. That seems to attract some attention, but still, nobody gets friendly with me.
We all get out at some kind of camp and soon I realise it’s like an artistic camp. We have an auditorium and some kids are rehearsing a play, others sing and I just wonder what am I doing there, since I have no artistic talent. But I see other youngsters also looking a bit lost, so I chill, thinking I should not worry and should just watch and go with the flow.
Then a girl makes a dramatic entrance in the auditorium. It’s C.L., a friend from my childhood and my neighbour for many years. She was always a drama queen, so this suits her. She is wearing a very theatrical dress, like a wedding gown but with splashes of colour. She is singing and heads to the stage where she makes some theatrical show.

James Bond emotional
Then I have a strange dream that I am watching a James Bond movie (but the movie is like floating in the air, because there’s no TV). By my side is my dad sleeping – he always falls asleep watching movies. But in this James Bond instead of the action, sex and espionage, Bond is having a candid conversation with his father and it all gets very emotional. The even weirdest part is that meanwhile my father has awaken and is crying because of the movie. I feel doubly eerie with so much strangeness and this leads me to awake. I wake up in my bed and someone is by my side. But instead of my boyfriend it is still my father that is sleeping there. What? I take some time before I understand I’m still dreaming, then I really wake up (I hope).


6:30 GMT – 3rd waking

Toilet drama (again) and a fake enlightenment
I woke up, wrote down my dreams and apparently I’m still awake and I go to the toilet before going back to sleep. The toilet is totally different from the toilet in my (real) home, but I don’t notice that at all. I feel totally comfortable with this version of it, as if I have used it my entire life. I just notice after using it that the flushing is not working. I check the cistern and it’s dripping water. I try to discharge at least some water but it really isn’t working, so I try to take the cistern cap to check the mechanism and eventually fix it (did it many times), but the thing is seriously jammed and I stupidly put my foot on the toilet seat to push and I end up with my foot inside the toilet, with the water, urine and mushy toilet paper all around my foot. Yuck!!!
I am disgusted and I think to myself – “My god, the shit that happens in my dreams is starting to happen in RL!”
[Usually in my dreams I get lucid because I simply know that I’m having a dream - no need for dream signs or reality checks, it just happens. This time I had no idea I was having a dream. I was totally, absolutely convinced this was real.]
So then I thought “It’s a good opportunity to practice reality checking. This way in my dreams I will remember to do it every time I’m on a toilet again facing yucky situations like this, as it recurrently happens.”
So I decided to put my hand on the wall trying to go through it and I was absolutely amazed when my hand started to sink on the dissolving wall. I couldn’t believe it! It never actually occurred to me “After all, this is just a dream!” No! Instead I believed that I was actually manipulating real matter like in dreams – I was convinced I had had a little enlightenment! It felt awesome! It felt amazing! It felt... Ohhhh, now my face is also sinking in the wall! And all of a sudden I open my eyes and it’s just my hand and face sinking into the pillow... Oh, crap! What a disappointment... I really don't know if I should classify this as a lucid dream. It was more of a wrong-reality entrenchment, so I'll call it a reverse-lucid, but it had all the characteristics of a lucid dream. I was fully aware and conscious, I simply mistook that reality for this reality. Freaky.

Warm snow
I just had one more quick dream. It was early dawn, it was summer and I am at home. My father is staying there to. We both wake up because something strange is happening outside. I go to the window and I see snow falling and coming through the window. There are a few people on the street also amazed at it. Everybody is in summer clothes, it feels warm and even the snow is just at ambient temperature. How can that be? I just have a quick thought that even climate change cannot cause warm snow in summer and that there must be more to it, something more bizarre. I start having a bit of lucidity and that's when I wake up again.


7:30 GMT – Wake up

So I got back into doing the WBTB function and my recall was much better. I remember three different dreams. The final one I had during a fifteen minute nap which is pretty wild, honestly.

For some reason I own some house that an old acquaintance, Zeb, used to own or live in. It seems fairly run down but in the basement there is a large collection of band promotional stuff. I'm talking: posters, albums, stickers, shirts, and whatever else you can think of. Somewhere down the line I invite him and a few friends over to my new place and I tell him about the stuff I found down there. He looks at me, very seriously, and tells me not to sell any of it or make any sort of money off of it. I tell him he can have it all back and that, at most, I had just been giving it out for free.

This is just a fragment.I remember seeing some sort of promotion for an album that my buddy Tom is a part of. It's getting rave reviews.

I'm in a dark and gothic looking version of New York City. I work at a grocery store and I look like a younger Brad Pitt. For some reason an epic chase scene starts up and I'm suddenly on top of a moving van fighting for my life to get something or take something from somebody. The car I'm clinging to is swinging this way and that until finally some other person, an older man whom I know somehow, drives along side me and starts bumping me and demanding what I've got/am trying to get. I fight him but eventually he causes an accident and I am thrown from the car. I flash forward to the next morning working at the grocery store. I'm sitting down slumped against a wall when this beautiful woman comes in. She's white with long brown hair and dark eyes. She comes over to me and we begin talking. I don't really know what we talk about until finally I say: "You don't know what it's like. I have no ambition. I'm going with you."

And now we're outside of some large castle looking place and we're talking in a hushed whisper. She says the place belongs to her father, Tsuonga. We walk down these concrete steps that are overgrown by dead trees and arrive in front of a large black and brown polished door. For some reason I can suddenly see a glowing yellow receptacle similar to the one seen while playing Oblivion. I make a little joke about it and she nervously laughs. And then the door swings open. We slowly walk in and as we do I warn her that sometimes, in Oblivion, you can get invited into a room and then attacked for no reason. So she needs to be careful.

We're in this building now and everything about it is gigantic. The ceiling is arched and appears infinitely high. There seems to be several different levels all displayed above us, sort of like a mall, and everything reeks of opulence. But everything is still very dark. So we crouch and start to slowly make our way forward. She mutters something in my ear about keeping a lookout for her dad and I nod and we continue. And then suddenly we hear him jogging down the stairs and to the bottom where we are at. He looks odd though. Like a mix between the Mars Attack Aliens (without the helmet) and the Green Goblin and his movements remind me of an NPC in any RPG you've ever played. One minute he's far away and the next, like framerates skipping, he's mere feet away. He jerks towards us and then back up the stairs. My heart is hammering and I motion for her to slowly move forward. So we do. And then suddenly he's descending upon us and obviously furious. We start to fight back but he's absurdly strong. For some reason I try to use some form of magical lightning but my power is low and I'm unable to hold him with it. I run up a set of stairs as and grab him from behind as he closes his arms around some person that is suddenly there. It appears to be a girl. I scream to the girl that I arrived here with and tell her that I'm going to pull his face away from the woman, as he is gnawing on her neck, and that she needs to be ready to shoot power into him even if he is her father. She says OK.

So I grab hold of his chin and grimace as I feel the wetness of the open wound and his saliva and I pull my hardest to get him away from the womans neck. He's biting furiously like a zombie and I'm struggling to even keep him still. And then I wake up.

I really am. I forgot the paper with the dreams from... Tuesday? again. And I'm leaving tomorrow for the Mackinac City-ish area and won't be back until Monday. Anyways, I'll put what I remember of last night's dreams.

~I was walking around a mall with someone else, and Hayley Williams from Paramore was sitting in a big chair in the center of the place. I just kept walking around. Nothing happened.

~No idea where I was in this one--there was some brick building that might've been a school, and then a bunch of grassy areas. Someone was mowing the grass and I was holding a really cool looking pen. It had an elaborate clicker-thing and the middle where all the ink is was encased in a kind of long oval of glass with white roses and stars painted on it.