non-lucid

This night my streak came up from 3 dreams to 6 dreams in a row. Had I taken the time to write them in the middle of the night, they prob would be more detailed.

Dream 1: Phillippe shows me a big garage door in the middle of the school yard. Its a secret door noone can open until a certain class but we manage to open it and see there are chickens inside and also a weapon. Im scared, because I know we could get caught. We promise to not tell anyone.

Dream 2: I am at home with my friends. I explain to them and to my mom about the door. There is a big chunk missing here, and I just cant find it. I think I run in a big busy street, I show a pokewalker to someone and I talk about how the weapon is only for girls. There was also vampires and bats in it at some point, since I remember very well a single image in my head.. All I know is that at the end Julien comes to me when im playing a Mario game (Sunshine?). It is on pause. He picks a controller and I explain him how to run, jump and such. The level is some kind of Bowser level. I jump over electric rays connected through balls.


Dream 3: Now it is time for the famous class in wich they show the chickens. It is very rainy and dark outside. Phil talks to me about how he paid a dealer to open the door. Im like: What?! You paid a dealer?
Our teacher is a big black woman that is similar to Dr Bailey (Grey's Anatomy). Before going inside the school, she looks at me with a suspicious look. Im freaking out. Were busted I tell him. He answers everything is fine, he planned it all. When the class starts, she comes to us and we form a circle around her. She asks Olivier(black), who is apparently with us, how to kill a superhero. He answers correctly and pulls out a color code paper out of his jacket. The teacher takes it and thanks the guy. Then an another dude who is a chicken pro comes in to help Bailey with the chickens. We go open the doors and a ton of chickens rushes out.

The guy talks about how if they stay there too long, they could die. So I help him take the chickens out but he tells me we have to get them IN. I look around and see tons of chickens in cages. Some of them also wear scarfes.

Comment Dream Lucid

Managed to get more sleep last night and I'm definitely getting closer to LDing. Last night I had a familar feeling:

When I first joined DV in 2008 I was experiencing low levels of lucidity (see DJ archive). For example, something would happen in a dream that seemed hyper real or wasn't quite right and a disembodied feeling in the back of my mind would flag it up. In the dream this usually translated as, "Huh, that's strange" but I'd just carry on. It got to the point where it felt like there were two of me dreaming: the one in the dream/behind the camera and the one behind all that watching from afar. A nagging feeling crept into most dreams that all was not quite right. Eventually this came through as full LDs (as brief as they were).

08/08 Donkey Stilts and Rachel Green

I'm zach braff. I'm working in the same office as Rachel Green (Jennifer Anniston, though this was specifically Rachel Green). The office itself is tall and imposing, I don't remember ever seeing the ceiling. It's filled with files and old desks. It looks like an office would look in the film Se7en. Dark green chairs and that washed out grey brown of old wood. There's an almost sepia tint to the place.

Myself and an unseen other are trying to usurp Green, doing our best to make her loook bad and get her sacked. Flagging up any mistakes in her work to our manager (what an arsehole). One specific mistake she made was her failing to capitalise the word which in a report, which doesn't make sense but hey - dream.

If I can succeed in getting her job my pay will bump up to 140 (I assume that's 140k, but in the dream I only said 140)

[Fragment missing]

Next thing I know I'm zach again, this time with Dr Cox from Scrubs. We're in a tall city that feels like NYC, the buildings all have the distinctive architechture a brit associatesd with the place. Stone, very rectangular, lots of ledges, zig zag fire escapes and AC units bolted to the outsides of buildings and of course, steam pouring out of vents everywhere. It's late dusk, the colours in this dream are even more washed out, like colour photo that's sunbleached close to sepia. The air feels heavy, really heavy. (I'm starting to notice these as potential dream signs: heavy air and distinct colour palletes)

We're some 10 stories high, stood on a 10x6 sheet of wood with stilts. There's a donkey on its back tied to the board. From each corner pieces of 2x4 meet in the middle forming a roof-like structure on the board. Myself and Dr Cox are stood on either side as counter balances to each other.

I feel like the stilts are attached to my legs as we walk this bizarre contraption across the city. We hold onto incredibly long guide poles resting between the roofs of buildings seom 200 metres apart. They're not attached to the stilts by anything more than the two of us holding on.

Inevitably we fall from the platform, spiralling round and down. Rather than yelling and panicking we calmly tell each other to grab this ledge, turn that way, try the next one. (In the back of mind something isn't right. IT's the fact that the camera has moved quite far away to take in the action, but our voices are still heard as though right next to me, as though badly dubbed. This is the disembodied second dreamer I was talking about).

When we do grab a ledge, hanging off a small spire on a slanting roof we'#re fine, then suddenly realise how stupid that was and start yelling at each other. We calm down and start to look for something else.



#2 Motorbike Suitcases

I'm myself again, stood in Valencia with Rachel Green, it's an overcast evening. Recalls a bit sketchy but I do remember the air seemed to have grown heavier with each dream and the sky hung low with heavy clouds. The streets are filled with architecture from Medieval to Roman to Modernisme, all very European (you know I'm not really into architecture as a hobby but my dreams always have a very distinctive style relevant to the dream. I'm learning quite a bit in trying to describe the style in my DJ). The colours seem even more washed out than previous dreams, mainly differing shades of brown.



We're walking near an open cobbled square with our cigarettes not quite sure if we're in the right time zone. All around us people are putting away there belingings in hatches beneath the street. Certain parts of the cobbles open up into vault like hatches, either swinging upwards or revealing a set of steps down to a shallow recess. They're everywhere, filled with shelves. Some have futuristic concoels, others are simply ornate lock and key systems.

We approach the traffic lights when the sky cracks with thunder, the air pressing in all around us, electric. Rachel dashes across the street just before the traffic lights change back and I'm left waiting. I pull out my cigarettes, a brand of American Spirit Menthols I've never seen before, the pack dark blue. The filters are filled with large uniform holes, each pumping out smoke like a miniature factory. The camera zooms into high defition macro shots making the disembodied me yell something's wrong (for those who don't smoke, quite a few cigarette tabs are perforated to varying degrees to cool the smoke down and make it less harsh. I always cover them up personally which is a bit of a pain when you do come across them). As I light it I feel like The Shit - superpowered, and I stride across the street.

On the other side I need to look for some underwear, but we don't have suitcases full of clothes, instead we have motorbikes.



The engine block has been taken out and replaced with well crafted rigid plastic compartments that sit flush to the frame. As I shuffle through the angular compartments the air feels heavy, really heavy.

I''l put the dreams from the last 2 nights in the same entry

8/9

can't remember why but I looked at my left hand and I had too many fingers, failed a nose RC then checked my hand again - still manky, became lucid. Was in a room which was supposed to be my parents it was very dark. I touched the cupbords and whatever else I could reach to stabilize the dream, it worked. I left the room and was in G's house I walked to the playroom but didn't see anyone, I walked back towards G's room to see if B was there as I approached the room the dream faded.

Later that night I had a non-lucid dream in the same house, this time there were lots of DC's including a beautiful woman who was totally into me. I felt like I was cheating by being with here and tried to hide what we were up to. We kissed in the playroom and them made plans to meet in G's bedroom, she wanted me to stay another day but I said no. I went through the kitchen on the way to G's room and B was making breakfast in the kitchen. Eventually I'm in G's room with the woman and we have sex, B is there and she is giving me instructions - LOL

Nap: I'm travelling in Africa and am in charge of some teams, Dad and me split the teams mixing them. S was there.

9/9

We're visiting houses from a news story? We go into a house that I know in the dream world it is a very poor area, the house has yellow and blue walls. We're invited to sit down and I notice 2 of those buzzy magnet things on a table. I remember someone mentioning them in the inception totem thread and realize im dreaming. Do a hand RC and fail but know I'm dreaming so I do a nose RC and I can breathe. I touch some things to stabilize and walk toward the kitchen where the old lady host went. As I get to the kitchen I start loosing the dream, in desperation I close my eyes and spin and fall, I get up in the living room again and head toward the kitchen the dream fades again this time I can't stabilize it .

Later I'm fetching L from school but the building is different as I get to the gate I realize this is a dream, I RC and become Lucid. I touch the gate to stabilize. I go into the classroom but there are no DC's. I decide to walk through the door to transition to somewhere else, I walk through the door without opening it and simply am outside the school. K is sitting outside and I decide to see what kissing feels like. I put my hands through here hair to help stabilize and kiss her. It feels ok - not amazing. I loose the dream - probably because I closed my eyes.

I lie dead still after waking and slide back into the dream, this time I'm fetching P. I'm lucid from the beginning but loose the dream waking up after a few seconds .

fragments: Africa again, S is there, Trip to Russian or Turkey?

I've been writing my dreams down but haven't been updating here so here goes.

3/8

something about a juvenile prison, that is just a deterrent and me and some other DC's trying to escape over the roof.

Hectic meeting with some people I work with about some stuff that they are doing wrong, everything comes out into the open and they both admit to wrong doing. One of them admits to having an a affair.

Can't remember the significance of the rest of my notes:
D watering his plants
neighbors flat - holiday
railing kid safe
gay guy
talk to guy about flat windows

4/8

Long dream about moving into a flat in Pretoria. C doesn't like the courtyard I'm explaining that the plants have just been planted and they need to grow, it's like a formal garden with hedges. The flat is in a really nice building and we can afford it but we're looking for a cheper place that's just as nice.
There is a strange bouncy walkway with red carpets, I think CT is there.
Later F and some others are sitting at chairs in the courtyard i go and talk to them.
Later there is a swimming pool in the courtyard and I'm swimming, staying underwater for very long periods. Suddenly theres acid in the water and it burns me. I get out and the burns continue to get worse E is in the dream at some stage.

notes that don't make sense:
flyers for church
bikes, new tire
watering grass
buildings

Later I'm chasing something with the help of a bloodhound

5/8

Playing golf with K at Unicorn golf club

I'm at a mall with T and W. We are in the part of the mall that is only used by employees. It turns into a factory/mall, we are spies. We are running away and someone goes through a "baggage slot". At some point we're in a bathroom and I p on T - LOL

Also at some point in the mall we are comedians and we are ripping on a group of people for coming to do something lame - to do with strangling a lady, only thats not a bad thing and the lady doesn't mind. I tell the group that they should "not be themselves" this was apparently a witty diss.

6/8

I'm teaching people about a healing technique which has to do about the other universe (too much fringe )

In a hotel room with sex stuff going on, S and V are involved as well as K. K tries to make a fool out of me. There is lots of alcohol involved.

7/8

Was in my old SL house with C and P can't remember if L was there. Played on the giant rock with P.
Tried to stop C from seeing me in the photos inside the house.

Nap: Parrot with a broken beek and metal prosthetic. Golf club Dad and L are there. Pool with Alex, Andre and Ant - LOL

PART 1 - DREAM ABOUT DREAMING

Had something to do with dreaming itself...

ANALYSIS

This was right on the edge of my mind as I woke up. I tried to hang onto it, pull it back into consciousness. Felt so close... but faded away.

Lanna was working at Big W (a retail store) and she was working every weeknight. I was there and there was this guy in the line and he looked pretty bogan. Someone (I think Lanna) gave me this mobile phone and I answered it and there was this woman on the phone that said "can you please give this phone to Darren (? I think that was his name, the bogan guy). If he wants to talk to me, get the phone again after he finishes, but if he doesn't want to talk to me, you can just let him have the phone". So I told him that there were people on the phone that wanted to talk to him and at first he said "No" and refused to take the call, but then he thought about it for a while and I put the phone to his ear and he took it. Somehow it was to do with reconciling with his parents. I was happy that he was listening to them. So I stuck around for the conversation to end. I think the girl that gave me the phone was thankful for what I had done.

Lanna was telling me that on a Monday the managers at Big W would give people socks if they were wearing flimsy footwear. I thought, "why not take advantage of this every Monday and get free socks every Monday? ", but then I saw one of the managers and she looked like she would be annoyed if you were to do such a thing.

There was another part that had gas cylinders with graffiti or something. I think this girl I knew from primary school, Chrissy, was there.

And in another part, I exited some building and I landed on this street. It looked like typical suburbia, with all the houses made of brick and looking pretty much the same. I recalll thinking that I didn't like it. I can't remember what I was doing there, but there were some strong winds that were preventing me from walking. I kept walking down this road entered some room. It looked like a "common room" for the suburb. Pretty cool, I thought. It was a large hall-type room and there was a door that led to a bathroom and a reception area near the entrance. There was some guy at the reception desk. I went to the bathroom and the floor was a bit icky, but other than that it was in good condition. Kinda surprising given that it was a public venue. Near the reception desk there was a donation box for people that wanted to make donations to improving the room.
And then in some part there was a stereo in the room, and I thought of how I would plug my electric guitar into a radio transmitter and then I could play it through the stereo.

And lastly there was another part where James and Diwei were going overseas. We were at the airport and at the X-ray machine place. All our (or their, I am not sure if I was going with them or not) stuff was scattered on the conveyer belt thingies. We all had to lie down on the conveyer belt and go through for a body check.

Comment Dream Lucid Dream

Yesterday my recall sucked, today it blew me out of the water. I remembered up to 4 dreams (fragments). No lucids though, but I don't care (more or less ;p). This is progress anyway. Here goes:

I'm at a seminar of my old guitar teacher. He invited a couple of his best students to record a DVD with him and learn a couple of songs and techniques along the way. We all had to follow a certain course in which we could choose between two songs, play one of them and when we did so correctly we could move on to the next two songs. For some reason, he had decided to visualize the course outline like this, with two piramids:



We all started out on the right and could choose between song 1 and 2. Then you move up to 3 and 4, 5 and 6, and so on and so forth. I first tried song 2. It was an acoustic guitar song accompanied by me singing (song doesn't actually exist). My performance wasn't actually that bad, but the intonation of my voice dropped a bit at the end. I knew that, because halfway the performance I transferred to another version of me listening in the audience. Because my intonation dropped, the teacher said it wasn't good enough and I decided to go for song 1 anyway: Heart's Crazy on You.

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In my second dream I stood behind the counter at a restaurant and I was supposed to pass out french fries to anyone who would want to have them. A gorgeous lady walked up to me. Red dress and lipstick, dark hair, big brown eyes. Stunning. I looked her in her eyes and repeated a mantra in my head. I remember kicking myself in the head (figuratively ;p) because it should've been "I am lucid dreaming", but I kept repeating "Don't pay attention to the floor". Weird. To make matters worse, the lady was apparently a psychic and able to read my mind. She asked my why she shouldn't pay attention to the floor and I told her the floor was dangerous because of its colour (I genuinely believed that, though). I gave the woman her fries and she went away. And I didn't become lucid.

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I was waiting at a hatch with my instructor. We're in an old building made of metal and steel, rust and algae are running up the walls. It smells a bit. The instructor tells me that at the other side of the hatch are ghosts. It's the garbage dump of wherever we are and the ghosts are attracted to the trash we dump there daily. I have to go in though, so the instructor gives me some pills that are to make sure the ghosts don't come for me as soon as I enter, they apparently love human meat. The pills only work for a given amound of time, though.
I take some pills and climb through the hatch. The other side looks just as metallic and rusty as where I just was. I can indeed see some zombie-like figures wandering about, but they don't come after me. Whew. Time to go search for what I am initially here for: a lost Zelda II cartridge. After I've looked around I was able to find only a couple of cartridges with parts of the game on it, but not in it's entirety. I remember that was obvious, because the cartridge had been split up in several parts, because it was just like a zip-archive.

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In my last dream I found myself again at the garbage dump. This time I was much deeper in, together with someone else. This part of the dump looked like an old, neglected city, but still as rusty as ever. We were in trouble. The pills would almost lose their effect and to top it all: Voldemort was coming for us. We hide, but Voldemort still manages to find us and kills my friend. He doesn't even look like Voldemort, by the way; glasses, brown scruffish hair and a bordeaured polo shirt.

Obviously I am more than happy with this amount of recall . I do wonder where my mind gets all the references from though. I haven't read HP in 3 years now and never even played Zelda II O_o

I was in the mall, I was looking for some piece of jewelry that would help me have a source of dark energy IWL since that is where I really need more help keeping myself stable and under control. I have a stone that holds some, but I was thinking I should find something better. As I walked through the mall I looked at all of the various stores, clothing stores, toy stores, video game stores… the video game store almost got me distracted but I spotted a gift shop at the last minute and went there instead.

The clerk inside was a shady looking person that looked like the kind of person who would be selling dark energy, but he turned out to be merely stupid, not evil. I asked if they had jewelry, and he kept trying to show me shirts with fake gems studded all over them. I specified that I wanted earrings, bracelets, necklaces… he took me to more shirts, he didn't seem to be getting the picture at all. After giving a brief look around the store I left quickly as the man continued talking behind me, saying something about the bathroom and a low flow toilet that kept the water clean with sanitation crystals so it could be used several times before being disposed of… um… I hadn't said anything about a toilet…

I continued walking through the mall for a while longer, I was beginning to think I would never find what I was looking for, so I went to a restaurant and ordered a soda. I had some more money, and I wanted something to eat, I felt I should buy something healthy… a salad… but I wanted something fattening… donuts or a hamburger… so I balanced it out. I ordered a grilled chicken sandwich with lettuce, tomato, and a few other vegetables on it, but then I went ahead and cheated by ordering one donut. I walked down the main path in the mall, eating and drinking as I went, for some reason fumbling with my sandwich, soda, and donut instead of just sitting down to eat… I finally decided I had to sit down to eat, found a bench, and sat down while I continued to eat. It was all tasty, I finished and took a deep breath, I was still disappointed to not have found any jewelry. Then I saw what I was looking for.

I walked across the main corridor to a jewelry store which had been right there in front of my face the whole time I had been eating. I looked at the jewelry in the cases, some of it was pretty, some of it was butt ugly, but then I saw gems that looked like they could hold dark energy. I asked the salesman about those, he said they were black diamonds, which I have never even heard of let alone owned. Since they were diamonds, they were very expensive, and I couldn't afford any of it. I was so disappointed. The salesman seemed to look down on me for not being able to afford the diamonds, he mocked me, but his mocking turned out to be helpful. He said that cheap people like myself should stay down at the other shop where they sell only the crappiest jewelry to the lowest class of people. Hearing there was another store, I wasn't even mad at the insult, I thanked him, which drew a confused look, and headed in the direction he had pointed.

I moved down the main corridor of the mall until I found the shop the jewelry salesman had indicated, then I went inside. This store was actually selling a lot of things, and there were two levels to it, it did seem to be more of a gift shop than a jewelry store. I went upstairs to the jewelry display. The first thing I noticed was some smoky quartz earrings that were a very reasonable price. I would prefer not to get earrings, though, since I usually can't wear them for long without having my earlobes get irritated and itchy. I wanted something I can wear all the time. I looked for a bracelet, since I already have a pendent as well, but there was very little selection. I found a couple of bracelets, they were plastic pieces of crap, didn't have any gems in them, not even fake ones. I spotted a couple of stones that got my attention, there were two black stones sitting on the counter that were sparkling vaguely, I instantly knew those would be perfect.

I asked the clerk if they had any bracelets or other jewelry with that kind of stone in it. He said no. I asked if one of those could be made into a piece of jewelry. He said no, they're not for sale. He seemed rather rude. He turned and walked away without another word. Without thinking about it much, I pocketed one of the two stones and left the store quickly.

I was back in the main corridor of the mall, I felt the stone in my pocket and I could already feel its dark energy, it felt good. I thought I had better leave before someone came after me, so I looked for the nearest exit. When I got outside I realized that since I had come out the wrong door I didn't know where I had parked. It was dark out, many of the parking lot lights were out, but I had to find my car. I looked around the parking lot a while until I finally spotted my car. I was almost to my car when I woke.

I remember a name or alias "Desperator" ( I have no idea what this means, desperate maybe? googled. Close to the Spanish word despertar meaning wake up. Coincidence?)

I was in the living room. My parents were there. I got upset. I realized I wanted to stay. I opened an album put the pages were blank. I knew what was missing. It was her. I cried til I woke up.

08/07/10

I hum a little bit, smirking as the crowd of terrified DCs shrinks away.

"Look at these people," I sing, walking down blue-lit steps, "Amazing how sheep'll show up for the slaughter..."

I hit the wrong notes. Annoyed, I start over.



Slipping. Scare Factor: 2.

This was probably inspired by the conversation I had with Mzzkc the other day, saying I couldn't remember lyrics during dreams. Apparently my subconscious took offense.

06.07.2010

Hermaphrodite (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had to record this one. Even though it'll make me sound like a freak! Read with caution, and please don't judge!

I woke up in a double bed in a homely bedroom. The decor was light browns and creams. I knew that I had temporarily changed gender, and I was going to have to chose one of several gender variations to be stuck with for the rest of my life. I stood up and looked in the big mirror on the front of the wardrobe. I was naked. I looked just like myself, but I had a vagina. This didn't cause the freak out I would have had in real life. Instead, I pondered the implications of this setup. For the rest of my life, I would only be able to have proper sex with dudes. This, I was not up for. I shook my head and "Hmmm"-ed to myself.

I woke up again in the same bed. I got up to look at myself. I had the body of an incredibly hot brunette woman. With a penis. I was shocked at my own attractiveness. Sexual narcissism aside, I looked awesome. I felt my new breasts, which I was very surprised to find had feeling in them. Having a new, working body part is weird. But I had a penis still. "Hmmm" I pondered. If I was to go with this variation, I could still have normal sex with women. They would just have to be lesbians. Looking at myself though, I reckoned I would have no trouble at all bagging a hot lesbian. I definitely preferred this over the last option.

I know... Freud must be banging to get out of his coffin...

1. I'm searching to buy a regular guitar at Guitar Center. I look at the wall and select a $180 Strat, black with a white pickguard, and take it down to play. There's some trouble getting it hooked up, and even more trouble as the seat next to the amp is feet taller than I need,

2. I vault down the stairwell in a college food court.

17.08.2009

Time lapses going to a concert 2 (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

im at J's old house with my brother and sister. S is getting a new roomate so D and i are helping her clean up her room. at some point im getting ready to put some of her clothes in a closet i pat D on the back and tell him its nice to have the three of us together. i start to choke up when i say that i really didnt think it would be but its nice.

*jump*

i wake up on a couch having a dream about having sex. i walk into the dining room and Mike Tyson is there getting a blowjob in front of everybody. i go disembodied and im watching it go down. i meld into Tyson and now im the one getting the blowjob. im getting ready to cum and the girl stops. S.L. looks at me perplexed and says "youre not going to finish??" im embarrassed to because now its totally me, there isnt anymore trace of Tyson in me. so i finish on the floor. instead of an all out toe snapping orgasm, i just let myself release the back up. i grab some paper towels from the kitchen and clean up my mess.

*jump*

its daytime and im inside of a different house watching a football game with my family. Aunt K is in the kitchen with her daughters and kids and theyre all cooking some food. (this is now really blurry, lots of stuff happened in the house)...

....i walk by the couch and Uncle D is there and he starts telling me about how he cant eat certain foods. he says he recently went to the doctors and his cholesterol is through the roof and he could keel over at any time.

*jump*

its daytime and im in the back yard with a bunch friends and were having a party. theres a fire pit, lots of beer and food, a swimming pool, music, and a swing set.

*jump*

were all sitting around the fire laughing and having a good time. im telling some really terrible jokes and joking about how im bringing the 4th grade back.(terrible stuff like saying female dog instead of bitch was extremely funny in the dream) were all laughing really hard and being loud, the mood and energy around the camp fire is great. then i ask if were being too loud for the neighbors and somebody says yes.

the energy bubble collapses instantly, its now dark outside and everyone is just sitting there around the fire pit like a bunch of zombies. it feels like we all went from zero to stoned out of our minds in an instant. very heavy vibrations coursing through me.

i get a vague memory of smoking with the 2 people on my left earlier in the night by the swing set.

*jump*

im still in the bark yard at night and were all drinking beer and getting ready to eat. there are people in the pool now. my friend S.H. is getting chased around the party by a tall brunette. shes not his girlfriend so he doesnt want anything to do with her. hes acting very shy like a grade school boy and shes being persistent. at one point S.H. walks by the pool and somebody in there drags him in. i turn around to laugh with somebody and when i turn around S.H. is getting tossed out of the pool. he lands pretty hard and i wince. he lays there for a few seconds and then gets back up slowly. he had all of his clothes on and hes soaked.

*jump*

were out front and its night time. we see a car whose body is a ping pong table driving down the street erratically, swerving this way and that. it stops somewhere at one point and my friend S.S. sets a couple of tennis rackets on top of it. we go and do something(have the party in the back yard???)

*jump*

were out front and the ping pong table car is driving away with our tennis rackets, 2 old ladies inside. were all laughing and thinking its funny until it rounds a corner and we realize its not coming back.

we hop on a many person bike to chase after it. im sitting on the back pedaling but facing backwards. im pedaling as fast as i can trying to catch the car. my face is going through all these different contortions as im pedaling because of how much im straining. i entertain the though of quiting because i must look like an idiot to the people on the other many person bike thats off to my right and alittle behind.

i have a birds eye view and i see a downhill slope coming up. i tell the person in the front to put the bike in 6th gear so we can make up as much ground as possible on the way down the hill. she does and were flying down the hill, everyone is pedaling even harder now. my vision is now back in my body and i tell the person in front to keep it steady because i cant see where im going.

thoughts of the bike crashing and me getting seriously injured are running through my head and im feeling the different injuries i see myself getting but i push on, let go, and trust the person driving.

now were going up the other side and the pedaling gets tougher. we have to drop down to 4th gear but we keep going. weve almost caught up to the car, were a few feet away but cant seem to close the distance.

a disembodied voice says something to the effect of:

"if youre as close as the diameter of a nickle....

...thats sometimes good enough?"
...you give up?"
...you push on?" (i cant remember what the voice said.)



i dig down deep and pedal even faster and we catch the ping pong table car.

right off the bat the lady driving the car is a huge bitch. the car is just a ping pong table now, and its inside of a basement with all of us. instead of just 2 tennis rackets on the table, there is a ton of our stuff. S.S. and the driver start talking and getting buddy buddy. the situation has turned into kind of a gift exchange where everyone is trading different things. at one point a little girl is getting alot of the things so i start giving some things(a pack of oreos is one i remember) to a chubby little boy to help even it out and make him not feel so sad.

*jump*

(this is going to be hard to explain: im at a place that is different places depending on where my attention is. its my friends moms place, the backyard of the house with the fire pit, outside courtyard on a college campus, none of those, or all of those combined visually(if not visually, then energetically))

*just now as im writing this out, seems like i was always in the backyard with the firepit, the other parts would meld themselves into that dreamscape. the amount of crossover was directly proportional to how much attention i was directing at a person. the more attention i put on someone or what they were saying, the more my fire pit dreamscape would resemble the place where that person was.*

im sitting around in a circle in fold out picnic chairs with some people. the circle from my perspective is:

on my left is M's mom, after that M, then a black college friend of hers, a white guy friend from college, and immediatly to my right is a blonde haired girl from her college.

M is talking with her mom about her college classes and how thats going. im focusing on M and her black guy friend mostly and her mom just a little bit. *so i can see the college dreamscape behind M and her friend, and i can see M's mom's back yard barely off to my left behind her. *

M's mom is talking to M about that and other things in her life and asking some questions. *im focused mostly on mom so my view is moms backyard mostly and a little smidge of the college campus in front of me*

M answers and the view shifts

M's mom realizes that when M goes to college that shes only a few miles away. she starts to get pissed that her daughter doesnt come and see her more often. *while this is going on, i see a 3d map that overlays what i was seeing and shows me where moms house is in relation to the campus*

i zoom in on the campus

*jump*

im sitting in a circle on the college campus with everyone. M's mom asks everyone what kind of computer programming experience everyone has. M says C+, black friend says C++, white guy says C+++, blonde girl says C+. the blonde girl is looking at me and im thinking that it would be great to impress her because i really like her. instead i say i have absolutely no experience programing at all, and in fact i just downloaded visual basic 2008 to teach myself and try and write a dream journal/mapping program.

*jump*

its daytime and im outside of the firepit house on the street with my friend L and a few other people. were waiting to go to a concert. L's friends and a bunch of other people are supposed to meet up with us so we can all go. a bus pulls up and her friend start getting off of it. theyre all christians. all of the women have on a ton of jewelry. im thinking how sickening it is that theyre so materialistic and im wondering what L sees being friends with these people.

i see my friend R.R. walk by and i wave. we talk about C.M. dying last week(really fuzzy). everyone starts to load up into robs truck(there are hundreds of people getting ready to squeeze into the backseat of a Ford F-150. i think it sucks that i wont be able to fit. the blonde college student and i look at the bed of the truck and get in.

*jump*

weird 2 dimensional post cards are swimming across my vision. they show me and the blonde getting into a shopping cart to go to the concert and were goofy looking cartoon drawings. the cards show us as we ride down the road and hit a bump and get tossed around inside of the cart. then each card thats goes by me has us in different states of undress. eventually i see us end up having sex on the cards.(i could feel whatever was going on in the cards even though i wasnt doing it, just watching it happen.

*jump*

its after the concert and im back in the fire pit house. were all talking about how great of a show it was, comparing experiences. a guy walks up and introduces himself as Stevie Ray Vaughn(he looks like my friend G). (im thinking NO WAY!! youre dead. and i still didnt get lucid) he says how it was awesome watching the show because he had bought all of the tickets in one section so he wouldnt be bothered by people.

i think thats a dick thing to do so i tell him(impersonating my buddy M.M.'s voice) i cant wait to go on tv next week and tell everyone what a big dope he is for doing that. he morphs into M.M. and is asking me about my job interviews that i had last week. he has the days i went wrong and when i correct him he has a surprised look on his face. he tells me he sent some food to my boss from me and it might have been spoiled. im thinking how messed up that is when i wake up

EOD

15.08.2009

Time lapses going to a concert (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

im at my old house with my brother and sister. D is searching through the house for something. they were both out getting drunk and stoned and was late picking his son F up. he gets in trouble with F's mom and cant see him.

*jump*

im at a bar after after seeing a concert drinking a beer and wanting a cigarette. D is there hanging out with a group of his friends. he gives me a smoke and i say thank you. i walk out of the bar and it exits to the 13th street side of my high school. i walk north along the side of the build towards the parking lot so i can wrap around and go into the school from the entrence by the cafeteria.

i try going up the wrong side of the stairs and a group of young kids is coming down so i stop. F chastizes me for trying to go up the wrong side of the stairs. i lie to him and tell him i was just waiting for him. we both walk down and the stairs have turned into the black rock retaining wall that was in front of my grade school. we get to the bottom and he gives me a short hug. i ask for another one for my brother since he wont be seeing F. as i pull him back and get a bigger hug, F says "i love you brother."

*jump*

D is looking around the house for something. my sister comes back in the house and ?the kids? are all gone. Aunt C walks in to check on us and see how were doing being alone. one of us asks where mom is and Aunt C tells us that mom isnt here because shes going out to have a three way with some people. then she says something like "girls night out ya know".

*jump*

mom is in the kitchen heating up some of the leftovers we made earlier.

*jump*

J is driving me around in his truck, were going to get concert tickets. i start thinking that i left my wallet in my bdu coat back at the school/bar so i ask J if he can float me. next thing i know im pulling my wallet out of the cargo pocket of my tan pants. we start talking about Victor Wooten and how awesome it is that were going to get to see him again. we talk about how amazing he is to see live, how many times weve seen him, where weve seen him at... i tell him about the time i saw Victor open up for DMB in 2007.

im wanting a smoke so i ask J to stop by a gas station for me. hes driving his big truck and we pass by a gas station, instead he pulls in front of the doors of a building.

i walk in and its a small convenience store. there is a russian looking guy behind the counter. i ask him if he has any pall malls. he says no. i ask about marlboros. he says no, we only have one brand. he goes into the back to get them and i start walking around the bar(the inside of the building is now huge, instead of a little counter, there is a huge wrap around bar that he works at).

he comes back and has a box half full of half full cigarette packs that are opened. he tells me theyre $2 a pack since youre only getting half a pack. and id have to get ticket vouchers to buy the smokes. i ask him why he sells them like that and he tells me that customs looks through all of their stuff to make sure that they arent smuggling anything into the country and its easier this way, less hassle.

as hes telling me this im looking at a tv that has a news program on it.

*jump*

im disembodied watching the news like in an IMAX theatre. im shown footage of russians killing russians. i see tanks, fires, people with bazookas in the back of flatbed trucks, people with machine guns mowing people down. over the footage a voice is saying that theyre killing all of these people to help clean up their country.

theres been some sort of huge global event.(i have a small echo of a deja vu like feeling as im watching the news that its about aliens showing themselves to us and thats why these people are reacting the way they are) the news cuts around to different world leaders and generals praying to their gods after such an amazing experience. theyre all talking about how there way is the right and only way, there god is the only god, and theyre explaining theyre working through god(implying theyre the only one) and thats why theyve reacted the way they have.

the voice thats narrating is a lawyer and i think its kind of ironic thats hes telling the truth. the lawyer/narrator is saying how its funny how full of themselves the leaders and generals are, and isnt it weird how with what has happened that youd think they would know better than to react the way they are. theyre out of touch?

as im shown all of these different people quickly, i make out that all of them are famous actors, and that they all have beards when normally they dont.

*jump*

i turn around from the tv back towards the bar. the russian clerks 2 daughters are behind the counter now as well. the russian clerk(whos changed appearence now) hands me my 2 ticket vouchers for the smokes so i can hand them over to his daughters, he also hands me a beer. im drinking it and look over at J. his beer is finished and i get the feeling he is annoyed with me because hes been waiting so long. i hurry up and down the beer, leaving an inch or 2 of it left in the bottom of the bottle. i walk out with J without getting my smokes....

EOD

YMCA
Huntington Village
Gymnastics
Parallel Bars
Sitting

Okay, those were my words to remember this.

I walked over to the YMCA, i live near it, and I have a lot of friends who go there. Anyway I walked over, and sai hi to everyone, I hugged a girl and gave her the Oreos I owed her. Then my old counsilor told me I had to leave. So I went down the gravel and somehow ended up on Parallel bars. I swung down, released, did a backflip and grabbed the bars again, balanced, and did a front tuck. Someone was sitting next to me watching. I saw naomi lying down against the tree. I then got yelled at for being on the campus still, I pointed out that I wasnt on it. I was idly working on the Parallel bars while saying this. It didnt look like the YMCA i remembered, the parallel bars were where the wood should have been, there was no building just endless parking spaces (which for some reason didnt register). There was still the stage, the tables, ect.
After getting yelled at I went into the village. Hung out with a few people, but my dream was ending so i lost effects of it.
I then had a false awakening. Had to have been. But I rolled over and fell back asleep.
For the dream below this.