non-lucid

15.03.2010

Avatard (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream happened early in the night and I didn't write it down when I woke up, so my memory of it is less than complete. I also wish I could have been lucid for this one! I was very close to lucid- I didn't realise it was a dream, but I acted just like my waking self would in that situation. Also, I've never seen Avatar, but would very much like to.

The earliest part I can remember is being in a system of underground tunnels. The celings were covered in tiny stalactites, and every single one of them was dripping water. The echoing sound of the millions of drips in the tunnels was pretty loud. I was in the body of an Avatar, and was just getting used to moving about. I was surprised at how tall I was and how powerful my legs felt. I took long strides across the floor and jumped around. My memory is hazy, but I remember trying to help a group of humans find their way out of the caves. I put one injured girl on my back and carried her out over a rock wall. I found that my arms had some serious strength as well, as I hauled both my own weight and the weight of the girl over the wall using just my arms.


Yep, I "Avatarised" myself. I don't really look that retarded in real life. I think it's the beard.

Skip ahead, and I was back on earth, but still in the Avatar body. The local humans were fascinated by me, and people kept trying to interview me. For some reason, I could only speak the Na'vi language, and they couldn't understand me. I could understand what they were saying, however. Luckily, I had a translator who told people what I was saying. I had a short discussion with a woman about the TV show How I Met Your Mother. I tried to say "Neill Patrick Harris" slowly so she could understand, but no luck. For a minute, I paid attention to my own speech, and started speaking in clicks and noises I certainly couldn't have made in real life.

Shortly later, I noticed I had a tail. My translater was bugging me, so I poked him in the face with it. I didn't have great control over it, I could only really move it from side to side. When he had shut up, I asked my translator,
"What's the deal with this body, do I have to go back to my old one? I wouldn't mind staying like this actually..." I secretly hoped I could stay in the Avatar body, it was way cooler. I was slightly alarmed at how easily I had shrugged off my humanity in preference of this new body, but it definitely seemed like an upgrade.

11.03.2010

Tattoos (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was running through a school I didn't recognise, trying to find a class I was late for. Earlier on in the dream, I had gotten several tattoos all over my body, and I was still only wearing my boxers. I had Bart Simpson on the back of my neck, A Xenomorph tramp stamp, a large Predator's fist blade down my left side, I need to play less of that game! and the lyrics to some emo song on my right side. I found my way into what looked like a "Technology" corridor, and something told me I was in the right place. I rounded a corner and saw some people I vaguely knew heading into a room, so I followed them. I became worried because I didn't have any books with me, and I was also in boxers, but then I realised everyone else was in the same boat!

Later on in the class, I was invited up to the front do some presentation. I walked calmly up, said hello to the class and stopped. I had no clue what I was supposed to have prepared! "What the hell...?" I murmured. I did a reality check. I looked at my left hand, and it was warped beyond recognition as a hand. One of the fingers had become a piece of wood on the end of a green string. I was dreaming! That explained a lot. I remembered then that I didn't even go to school any more, this whole scenario was made up. Unfortunately, the lucidity I got was not very high-level. I ended up showing off my tattoos to the class. They were all impressed.

So yeah, I knew I was going to have a dream about being attacked by something, some time. And it happened. But now, looking back at it, it's just hilarious.

[B]#17[/B]
[COLOR="RoyalBlue"]I'm at this hotel thing with a few friends. For some reason I have no clothes, and my friends makes fun of how I'm going to have to go around naked. I don't seem to care because I'm trying to be 'bring-it-on'-like. There's a balcony connected to the other rooms of other people. We go out here, and we find pieces of wood I can use to cover. We're just laughing about it still. I throw a boomerang over my shoulder.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="RoyalBlue"]I turn around. There's a [I]semi-fat, black man with huge crossed eyes, almost popping out of his eye-sockets[/I]. I've apperantly hit him, and he starts walking towards us, speaking in a language I do not understand. He picks up the boomerang and throws it at us, while saying something that sounded like a curse. "<something something> naebu" He's really ninjalike with his throwing, he hits my friend first, real hard. The door is small so we can't all get in. I'm the last to get inside, and he hits me on my thigh hard with the boomerang.
We go in and hide behind the furniture of the room. He comes in and hits me even though I'm behind a small chair. I try to stop him by using simple english sentences.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="RoyalBlue"]Now we're in a garden (below the balcony) there are people eating. The one sitting closest to me is a bodyguard-like man. It's dark now, and some torches light up the garden.
I scream for help at the guard, and he dosn't seem to understand me. He even seems to laugh at it at first. But when the fat, cross-eyed man begins to throw things from behind, he realizes the danger and picks me up and throws us both into the grass. He holds me tight so I can't move. I remember seeing one torch, some rocks to my left and looking up at the cross-eyed man. Now he's picked up a huge rock and throws it after my head. He's still mumbling his curses. I dodge the rock.
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I can't imagine what the hell I was thinking, making up that guy to be a nightmarish character. It wasn't really a nightmare, it just had the feeling of knowing something bad was happening.

[B]#16[/B]
[COLOR="RoyalBlue"]My class is having a lesson, we're by a lake or something. Something about gummibears flying in the air. Also something about fish being thrown into the lake. Me and P need to practice something with the fish while a plane is flying over above us, ready to land on a track not far from where we are.
The plane crashes, there's panic, half a plane and lots of fire.
We rush to help, someone asks us how we're going to help, I reply [I]"Well I guess we'll see"[/I] and shrugged.
There is an unknown girl with a green jacket on the plane which is still on fire, her face is hidden by her hair. I yell for her to jump, she jumps and I catch her. The second she's safe, I move on. Apperantly, a few people from my class is there, on the plane (Maybe on the wing?) but I didn't try to help them, as I thought they looked safe enough.
I helped another unknown girl exactly the same way as before, she was wearing a blue shirt and her face was also hidden.
Now, the fire is sort of under control, and everyone has gotten out of danger. I walk into a room not far from the plane, where my classmates are hanging out. There's a fridge and a few sofas. A guy from my class and a girl, B and Z are talking about what happened, seems like they were actually on the plane. Z says they heard a crack before the plane crashed. B says nothing too bad happened, just a guy broke his leg. But I had seen people on fire.
I'm following N over some fences, doing lazy vaults (parkour) over them. N says something to me, I reply in german trying to make a parody of Nightcrawler from X-Men 2.
I feel like I need to see those two girls I helped, so I walk around a little aimlessly, trying to find them.

There's those magnetic letters sticked to the fridge in that small room. A small boy wants to change the letters to his name. A woman helps him do it.[/COLOR]

PART 1 - CONTACTING C

I contact someone important from my past over MSN who I've been out of contact for a while IRL, C. We have a brief conversation as if everything is normal, then they block me. In the dream there was no other possible way to contact them, I felt helpless and depressed.

ANALYSIS

I did try to contact C yesterday (not over MSN... long story), so obviously this was primed in my mind.

I felt oddly kind of down as I was going to sleep, and wondered if I might have an unpleasant dream as a consequence.

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PART 2 - TIME TRAVEL

Time travel... at a table with a team discussing a mission... girl on team, neck length brown hair, black suit, says it's better that humanity not know certain things/have access to certain technology they're not mature enough to handle...

ANALYSIS

I don't think this was an entirely separate dream, but was related to the one above... somehow. Can't remember the details or context, why time travel was being used or anything.

Upon waking I actually had too many dreams floating in my head at once, most of it was lost.

Particularly in the 10-15 minutes before the alarm went off, I was already half-awake, and basically simply laying there waiting for it to go off. This is probably because I've been waking up at the same time for several months now, and my body has come to expect it.

I'm definitely going to need to keep a notepad by my bed from now on, and record notes about dreams as they come, in the half-awake state at any and all points through the night.

Good sign!

Ugh, haven't been feeling too well and recall/motivation has been bad... hence the lack of updates. Here's some stuff though.

#956:
Date: August 2nd, 2010
Length: 3 minutes

I begin in a large throne room. It is fairly plain, save for the large throne in its center. Apparently, I am part of the royal family of whatever kingdom I'm in, and heir to the throne which has just been vacated. I'm not quite sure I'm actually becoming king though -- first, it seems that I have to choose one of my siblings for some role (maybe king? my memory is unclear, but it was important -- i'll just refer to it as "the role"). In the dream, I have one older brother, the eldest, and a (supposedly) younger sister and brother.

As the dream starts, I'm speaking with my older brother. He has short hair, and a sort of sadistic/maniacal look, but for some reason I trust him, and at first I decide that he will take up the role. He walks away, and I soon find myself strolling through a large garden outside. Here I meet my sister, who starts discussing the role with me. I think she could fly, and may have helped me fly as well. After a while, she explains that my older brother is more treacherous than he seems, and she has heard he's planning to act against me. I believe this, and start to reconsider my decision to choose him for the role.

After that conversation, I end up walking on some system of catwalks, accompanied by my younger brother. He has dark, longish hair, and a black beard/goatee. He explains to me that my older brother has a plan to assassinate me tonight, and then take power. I thank him for telling me, and start thinking I should choose him for the role. I head back to the throne room, which I find ablaze, a fire having apparently been set by my older brother. He appears nearby, and it seems he knows I've found out his plan. Unfortunately, I don't really remember what happened afterward.



Some fragments:

- A dream where I was asleep in a room, and had a sort of OOBE, going into a room where my parents were and seeing them talking. For some reason, I was afraid they would "see me" somehow, and so I rushed back to my body in my room.

- A dream about being stuck in an elevator with some girl. There was some kind of horror-movie aspects to it. The girl had a laptop.

- A dream about DV member Queen Zukin starting a sort of research project on the Everyman sleep schedule, and PMing various people about it.

08/03/10

I'm Neal Caffrey again. Only this time, I'm back on Hoth, using quick blasts of blue energy to fight off a giant snow monster. To reiterate, I'm using force powers to fight a monster while wearing an expensive suit and a fedora.

Repeat. Scare Factor: 1.

Behold, my massive HvZ/Star Wars/Fable/White Collar/Inception/Supernatural/Good Omens crossover dream. Includes characters from Inception, but no spoilers.

08/01/10

My brother and I are sneaking into our cousins' house, playing a game of what amounts to Humans vs. Zombies, but with more humans trying to "kill" each other.

My aunt catches us in the house. Her face is red and she attempts to loom over us threateningly. "You're trespassing, you know."

"I don't think that's against the rules." Ben says, considering.

"But we are sorry. Truly, sincerely sorry," I lie. "Really. We should go."

***



I look around. I'm in a mountainous region surrounded by pillars of ice and concrete bunkers. I'm close to the top of a mountain, on a snowy path.

I pull out my phone and look at it. If Hazel's speed dial "8", I could probably reach my brother the same way. I press "1".

The line picks up.

"Hey, Ben. What the hell happened to you?"

"Kkkshhk...separated...zombies...meet up...later."

The line goes dead.

I shrug, knowing that Ben can take care of himself. I look out over the snowy plains, at once clouded and sunny. It looks like a video game environment. Paths leading to certain places, all of the corners rounded and indistinct... If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was on Hoth.

"Hands in the air," says a voice, crackling and metallic.

I turn around slowly, pasting a smile onto my face.

***



Leaning against the concrete wall of the control room, I remain nonchalant as two of the guards keep their weapons trained on me. I was surprised when I realized that they weren't Stormtroopers, and weren't Rebels either. The group that I've let myself be captured by are dark-siders of a different sort, and I haven't yet figured out who they're working for.

The human male in the corner is force sensitive, but not trained. He has short black hair, plain dark clothing, and is probably in his late teens. He's either looking at me with distrust or he's sulking over the pot of cold coffee on the counter. I haven't decided.

The apparent leader is a female Zabrak. Her dark hair is cut in a short bob, and she's going through my personal effects. Finally, she picks up my dual lightsabers in each hand. I shift my weight to my other foot. One of the guards hisses a breath and clutches at his weapon tightly.

"Twitchy, twitchy." I say, eyeing the terrified guard. "Someone could get hurt."

"I'd be careful, Jedi," the leader hisses at me, still holding my lightsabers. "We have you at a disadvantage."

"Do you really?" I ask, amused. I motion with my hand. On the other side of the room, the coffee pours upward into the air, forming an amorphous blob and flying into the face of the sulking teenager. The boy starts to curse, but the woman in front of me barely seems to notice.

"There's very little difference between the Jedi and the Sith."

"You're telling me." I say, "One of those lightsabers is red, you know."

A blood-curdling roar is unleashed from outside. The bunker shakes from its very foundations. Outside in the darkness, I can sense the fury of the beast, aimed at the creatures encroaching on its territory. Us.

"I wonder what happened to the Imperials that built this station." I say quietly, meeting the eyes of the leader.

My dual sabers are in my hands and light up in the next instant, glowing red and blue (and I'm my female Exile character from KOTOR 2). The woman raises her hands. I watch as the blades are folded up into sheets of blunt metal, and look at the woman mournfully.

"You are no fun at all," I say, yanking a pistol from a guard across the room. "Try not to die."

I see a flash of red through the blinding snowstorm. I aim my pistol and shoot three times before it disappears. I hear a roar through the storm, and can barely see the outline of the monster's arms raised into the air before I'm dashing across the arena, dodging the cracks that appear in the ground.

***

"Coffee?" I ask brightly, pushing a cup towards the teenager. He scowls but takes the cup.

"That was a mean trick," he says, "I like coffee."

"No, messing with someone's lightsaber, that's a mean trick." I pause, "The coffee was just funny."

He's still angry, but he seems to be hiding a smile as well.

"Master Kenobi. In my study, you will meet me," says a voice over my comlink.

"Of course, Master Yoda."

Yoda shows me over to a glass case filled with crystals and gemstones. He motions me to look at them. I find myself drawn to a black piece of rock the size of my palm, smooth and glassy, with waves rippling over the surface. I stare at it, intrigued, and look back at Yoda for permission.



He nods.

I feel for the orange piece of Carnelian in my left pocket, reassured when it's still there. Turning my attention back to the shelf, I pick up the rock carefully, touching it only with my fingertips, and turn it to lie flat on my palm.

I breathe in, allowing the power in the stone to ground me. I feel...

"There's a darkness to this," I say, as if I'm in a trance. "It has a history with death, it's beautiful, it feels cool, the temperature, I mean. I can feel it echoing through me... ignacious, born of fire and now... cold, complete, rational -"

"Back on the shelf, you should put it," says Yoda sharply.

I set the rock back on the shelf, drawing a shaky breath. I want to pick up the rock again, feel for the green crystal that I know should be there, break it in two and give the other half to the person who should have it... Stop it, you're supposed to be Obi-Wan.

"See, you do, the power inherent in these crystals." Yoda says, "Yours, one of them will be, should you take on an apprentice."

I smile, leaning against one of the white walls. I'd wondered why the force-sensitive teenager felt so familiar. Amon?

I shake myself. "We have a mission," I say reprovingly, "Are you trying to distract me, Master Yoda?"

"Hmph. Dream of it, I wouldn't."

***





I take on the guise of Neal Caffrey, all smiles and warm handshakes as we bluff our way into Saito's mansion. Ariadne and Scott Summers back me up, along with four men and women in suits that follow us demurely.

Our whole group is surrounded by Saito's bodyguards, and my companions are feeling intimidated, grouping together until they're nearly touching elbows. I pretend not to notice, and focus on the conversation with Saito as he shows us around his mansion.

We stop by the swimming pool. We're more or less openly flirting right now, and I'm drawing on the Neal Caffrey personality in order to distance myself and appear more outgoing. My form is flickering now, male to female and back again, through half a dozen personalities before settling back on Neal. No one seems to notice.

I fall into the water, pleased to feel the shock of cold on my skin. It feels wonderful, and I let myself sigh in pleasure before I force myself to concentrate. I climb the steps up onto the deck, my clothes holding none of the moisture.

Saito is yelling at his guard for jostling me, and apologizes. I tell him not to worry, but that I need to talk to my doctor, as I may have broken one of my ribs. The man points out the change rooms on the other side of the pool.

"Doctor?" I say, holding out an elbow for Ariadne. She looks surprised, but catches herself and nods. She threads her arm through mine and we walk towards the change rooms.

"Doctor?" she hisses.

"It's improv, Ariadne." I say, smiling. "Just go with it."

We round the corner and Ariadne steps away, brushing at her arm. I flirt with her as she touches my temples, exposing the wiring there.

"I need to upload the schematics to your mind," I tell her, "So that I can stay behind while you get Xavier the information."

"And why is it you're staying behind?" She asks, skeptical.

"There's something bigger going on here," I say quietly. "I need to convince Saito I'm on his side. You get the others out, and I'll figure out what's going on."

Ariadne steps back, nodding reluctantly.

I decide to give Cyclops the information, since his visor will work as a direct transference point into his temples. (What?) A quick shock, and he's ready to head back home.

***

"Not so fast," says Saito.

We're standing outside in a courtyard, surrounded by enemies. The DCs in business suits are entirely useless, and for some reason, I have to keep them alive. Guards have automatic weapons trained on us, and I'm practically staring down one of the barrels as I raise my hands slowly, ready to talk my way out of this. Ariadne shoots me a look, clearly worried. Cyclops is ready to start a fight.

Saito is overconfident. I can use that, but I need to get the others away first. I need Yoda and Xavier to owe me a favour, dammit, and that isn't going to happen if I get their people killed.

Bright white light explodes from the far end of the courtyard, and a shockwave knocks the guards to the ground and disarms them. Not limited by human sight, I swing around to face the four pillars of light materializing on the ground before us. One of the pillars is wreathed in red flames that fan outward, scorching the earth around it.

The light coalesces into four human figures, three of them standing in a ring behind their leader.

He is never going to let me live this down.

"Castiel." I greet him, but the angel is already barking orders to the other three, sending them into the fray to grab my people and transport them back to the compound. Ariadne catches my eye as she disappears, and I can see all of the questions written across her face.

Until the only ones left standing are me, Saito, and Castiel. I let my false face fall away, and I turn to say something to Saito.

The dream fades.

Mansions of Silence. Scare Factor: 3.

Looks like Castiel and I are 1:1 for rescues.

This is actually a dream i had a few weeks ago, but decided to write it down becuase i found this dream transcription hiding in a random folder on my computer. I was in my kia, and got in some kind of accident. I was putting the car in reverse and the gear wasn’t catching and then all of a sudden the car slid over, sideways, really fast and hit another car. The people got out of the car and there were two girls in the back. One was acting mentally retarded, presumably from the accident. She didn’t look physically hurt, she was just making stupid faces and acting strange, and i felt terrible because i felt responsible. The parents were freakin out. They wanted me to call the ambulance. For some reason I didn’t do it, because I was afraid I would get in trouble I guess. That’s how I felt the whole dream, like I was trying to get out of trouble, and also a deep feeling of shame. Then later, I’m at a semi formal party, with jesse h, we had been going there and the girls and her mom were there and they were looking at us the whole time. Occasionally they talked to other people, I suspected they were telling them how I messed up their daughter. Then all of a sudden this guy comes out of nowhere, running quckly towards me, then jumps in midair and punches me in the face. It was extremely painful. He beat me mercilessly. I tried to get away. Put up a pathetic fight. I vomited in the dream and he continued to beat me. FInally at the worst of the beating, he's standing over me, kicking me and cursing at me for fucking up his daughter. My upper jawline came out of place and my teeth were sticking out strangely. Everyone was staring. I felt humiliated and ashamed. I could feel the punches. I actually felt nauseous. Then abruptly he left and took his family with him. I pulled myself together, but was embarrassed. Other people came to talk to me. Told me that it was wrong of me to not have called the ambulance and to have hit their car. I asked one person to testify for me in court. His first name was argo. Assumed he was Italian. He said that he felt uncomfortable testifying in court because the guy who hit me was actually his friend and apparently a really good guy, even though he personally thought that the guy who beat me was overreacting.
= END OF DREAM;

I woke up. Next morning I went into the kitchen and saw a bunch of canned foods on the counter. There was a can of green beans on the counter and the brand name was “ARGO” in big bold letters. I do not recall ever having paid attention to the cans and can't recall having heard of the brand name. however, i immediately recognized the name from when i was in my dream and then felt compelled to write it down before i forgot.

This dream was clear despite my horribly disturbed sleep in the past week of my vacation. Anyhow:

I started off looking at a bunch of horses. I was with my mom at a ranch waiting for a trail ride. I looked at all the horses; most of them resembled ones I know, whether it was by their markings or tack.

Eventually I was riding a pony that resembled BU. He was small but sturdy; I was surprised they would put me on him. For some reason his saddle and red blanket were absolutely huge. It also was fairly uncomfortable.

Then I was with my class. We were playing some sort of game that involved three teams. Each team had a little plastic figure that represented them, and everyone took one. My team was the red team. I cantered over fast to the green team for some reason, but then returned to the red. VI was there, gaping at how fast I was going. The pony's belly was firm but responsive to my legs. I veered him around the pack of people that were running along the field and I raced past them. Then VI was there and she wanted to switch horses. I jumped off of mine and hastily made for her dark-coated horse. By the time I had mounted and was just about to run off, the dream, to my dismay, faded.

Stayed at a hotel last night. Had two false awakenings. It was bizarre..these both happened in the morning. I had several dreams, but don't remember them.

The phone rings. (FA) I reach over and pick up the phone. It's my boss. We start talking about something important, but I can't hear him. The maid is coming in to clean the room. I'm trying to tell her to come back later, and all the while my boss is talking to me. I grow angy and upset that I can't get the maid to leave...fall back to sleep

FA, I get up and start to get dressed...fall back to sleep


Conditions:
Fell asleep: 2:30am
WBTB: Several times.

COMMENT LUCID NON LUCID DREAM SIGN

03.08.2010

My Dream Guardian is on a 2 year and 2 weeks vacation!!! (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I got three dreams tonight. I went to bed pretty late. One lucid tonight.

Third:

I was with my wife at home and we were talking. Suddenly, she started to run and she jumped to the bed. She started to roll, she fell from the bed and kept rolling. She kept rolling until she was by the closet. It appeared she was having an epileptic attack. I was worried for her and I asked her if everything was OK. She grabbed me and started to kiss me with a lot of passion. She pulled my clothes from me. She wanted to have sex so badly, so we started to have sex, the dream faded.

I had a FA in my room. I was alone in bed now. I could hear the TV and I realized that my wife was watching TV. It was very dark outside and I was confused why my wife was not in bed. I did not want to move from bed. I was trying to recall a dream I just had, however, the sound of the TV bothered me. It was an odd situation so I decided to do a reality check. I checked my hands.

My middle finger was thicker than usual, so I realized that something was wrong and I was dreaming. I got off from bed and pinched my nose. I could breath perfectly. I decided to jump to test the gravity. I floated for around three seconds. I went to my living room. I did not hear the TV anymore but I did not care. I opened the door. It was night. The exterior was as the same than waking. I took flight. I flew over my neighborhood towards downtown. The clarity of the dream was excellent. I kept flying until my dream completely stabilized. I landed and I started to walk around. I felt like going to pee, but I remembered I read someone's post about peeing for real in bed while lucid, so I avoided trying it.
I saw a bridge about 15 feet tall. I saw five dream characters looking at me from the bridge. I levitated and flew slowly towards the bridge. They looked surprised. I walked by them but I did not exchange words with them.

I passed by a house that had several plants. I touched the leaves of the plants and I could feel the leaves were humid. The leaves had small drops of water and they were cold. The quality and texture of the leaves were perfect. I looked towards the sky and I could see every single detail and every single star. I started to fly again and I though about summoning my Dream Guardian. I have never met him / her before so I wanted to attempt.

I started to walk again. I was in the middle of a big street. It was almost empty. I saw around two to three dream characters. There were a few parked cars, but no one on the road. I said out loud, "I want to talk with my Dream Guide" A woman dressed like a USPS employee walked by. She stopped and turned. She walked towards me and she said, "You will have to wait another two years and two weeks. Temel is gone." I was wondering what was that. I blamed that I might not had a lot of control during that step. She told me, "Why don't you come with me for a few minutes?" I replied, "I guess it will be fine. I am lucid dreaming right now so I can spend some time." She walked ahead of me, but I followed her. We got into a very small room, however, it was very well lit. She told me that my Dream Guide worked with her, but she was gone on vacation for a couple of years. I told her, "I know. I will ask the dream to bring me to her!" She replied, "That rude. Do not do that!" I explained to her, "Oh, OK. Well, I want to meet Temel. I have been lucid dreaming since I was a kid without knowing the meaning of these words. Now that I know the meaning of them, I want to meet with her!!"

I realized the room had several mirrors. I wanted to look at my reflection. It first looked normal but then, I looked two additional times. I saw a familiar face, but it was not mine. It changed every time I looked at the mirror.

The mail woman handed me a small receipt. The receipt had her phone number and her e-mail. She asked me to keep it. I told her it would be impossible to bring the paper to waking, so I was going to attempt to remember the e-mail and the phone number. Her e-mail ended in @yahoomail.com Before the @ there was a very short name, like Ruth or Beth. I tried to read but I was not able. I realized that the dream was stable so I tried again. The dream faded instantly. I though in spinning but it was too late and I woke up.

Missed Dream Sign:
- My wife's odd behavior.
- The FA.

Noticed Dream Signs:
- My wife was watching TV late at night.

Reality Check Performed:
- Hand Check
- Nose Pinch.
- Gravity Check.

I had a dream where I was choosing hard drvies to put into some computer, and I chose SCSI drives because they are awesome. I was trying to connect them but they had these weird connections to the motherboard

Another part of my dream involved magic and stuff.

OMFG I JUST REMEMBERED there was a spider in my dream *shudders* I feel sick thinking of it hahaha. Like...it wasn't just an ordinary spider. It was massive and hairy, with legs about 1cm thick and 10cm long. I had to go through this thing (more than once) where I would run through some checkpoint and it would jump onto my neck from behind while I was running through. And then I had to flick it off. o_O But sometimes its legs would get stuck between my head and shoulder, and it would be difficult to swipe away. Oh man.
I was running with someone else, some guy, and there was this other guy watching what we were doing and looking over us, like a mentor or teacher or instructor or something. The guy I was running with went and asked the mentor for advice on his Adam's apple, because apparently it was hanging too low or something weird like that. It was the side effect of SOMETHING, I don't know what.

And then there was the magical part. There were some of my relatives from Philippines there. Mostly my older Aunties I think. Anyway, there was this really weird arrangement of tables and they were underwater. I think I will try to sketch it. (No I won't do that because it looks terrible ).
And there was some person I was following (who resembled my mum somewhat) that told me to stay above water because most of the evil people just stayed underwater because they didn't know how to go above water or something along those lines. So we were diving round above water (but still kind of swimming ) and there were all these weird shrine-like things that looked underwater-y. I can't remember much more than that.

I was standing ontop of a big hill overlooking a city. I watched as two huge transformers were walking through the city smashing everything in sight. Ash, Chris and a random old lady were there with me. I was telling the guys how the scene was composited well and it looked beleivable. Then all of a sudden we were down by the water and the old lady asked us to hop on her boat. It was a big boat and we all hopped on. The old lady and Chris were saying how cool creed was, I didnt agree with them and they didnt look too happy. The water was extremly rough, the boat was rocking all over the place. All of a sudden the boat rocked up so far and I saw the water smash over the side of the boat. I woke up.


I remember being in oblivion, I wasnt holding a sword but could see my hand out ready to cast a spell. I realised I must be dreaming but the dream instantly started to destabilize. I remembered what I did last time so I went into autopilot mode and just watched my dream self for a few seconds and the dream became clearer. I must have left it too long and slipped non-lucid. I remember a fragment being back in Oblivion and had a cool staff on enchanting. It was a wooden staff with a little leaf on the top.

03.08.2010

MILD Classes starting! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I got three dreams tonight. I went to bed pretty late. One lucid tonight.

First:

I was managing the students profiles for my MILD classes. I accepted a few last minute students that wanted to join my class. I also had to reject a couple of students that for some reason did not meet the criteria. The classes were going to take place indoors. The class was more like a small convention center. There was a big dark wooden table in the middle of the room. There were already a few students getting ready for my classes. I woke up feeling good.


Missed dream signs:

- The topic of the class within the dream.

What I would have done if lucid:

- Create a brainstorm session for ideas about how to find my inner sactuary. I was sure someone knew.