non-lucid

I had agreed to do the voice recording thing with Tobias. But the thing was, I wasn't here recording it over the net, I was there in Sweden xD He said "hey come over here, how about we record this one?". So I went and sat next to him and watched the video he had pointed out to me. I thought that it was a nice choice because it had both English and Swedish subtitles. Near the end the dialogue sounded like French or Italian, and so I got confused.

I walked away from that, and for some reason I was looking to find something to take a photograph of for him.
I was walking along, and I passed this woman. She was blond and looked like she was in her late 40s. She was one of those types that was wearing make up to try and look young, but I guess it somehow just enhanced her wrinkles. She was wearing medical nursing scrubs, but I think they were pink. So it looked like a pink tracksuit.
She told me in plain English "If you want to get a job here, you should become a foster carer. There are plenty of jobs for that here." I have no idea how true this is lol.
Firstly, even though she said foster carer, she meant a carer for old people, in nursing homes. Secondly, I thought to myself how I'd need to speak pretty good Swedish for that, because all the old people won't really be speaking much English (or so I assume).

I came across this grassy field and there was a tall building with a slogan on its side. I thought that the slogan was pretty cool, but then when I noticed that it was an advertisement for Target I decided against taking a photo of it. It was an Australian ad. Maybe I was back in Australia?

There was some part where I was in the city. The people were much unfriendlier there.

There was another part with my brother. I think we were in Taiwan; there was some Chinese guy.
Oh yeah, we boarded a train. Except this train was really weird, but really cool. It was like some sort of showground ride, but not intense at all. It would follow this weird track set, which would go on circles and twist and turn and stuff. It was awesome fun. There was a man that was pulling us along and twisting the route and stuff. He was doing it with a rope attached to a pulley that was attached to the train carriage. He was Chinese. I think I remember thinking to myself how dodgy this is.
For some reason there were eggs, and I was trying to show my brother the eggs. It is too blurry for me to remember xP

10/07/2009

Captured!

Funny, I don't remember being captured, but I sure am a captive. I can see a city in ruins because we're in the middle of a war. I don't know where I am, but I feel like I'm in Iraq. My captor is an Indian man who looks like the wedding planner from the movie "Monsoon Wedding." (I can't find a picture!) He's in love with me. I think we were making out. Next I'm in a house of some sort and I'm in a bedroom. But the door has one of the panels cut out of it so I can see what's going on outside. There are some people trying to break into the room next to mine, then they try to get into mine. It's a bunch of Indian kids! They're pissed off and have knives and are trying to cut me through the door! They're pushing on the door and I'm pushing back so they can't open it. They get it open just enough for a small black dog to come into my room. I'm ok with this. Then I turn around and find out I'm actually in a bathroom and I turn back around to the door and the kids are gone, instead there are people waiting in line to go to the bathroom. I turn around again and I see my friend from middle school, Chris Lennon, going to the bathroom or washing his hands, I can't tell which because his back is to me. He turns around and I see that he is actually a woman. I'm so floored by this, but I still remember I'm a captive so I tell him, I've been here for a month and a week, how did he get here?? Somehow I end up getting his phone number that he wrote on a piece of paper that read that his name is actually Christie.


Mark's House

Now I'm playing basketball in my old neighborhood in Illinois with my old neighbors Mark and Skip. This is strange because I never really played basketball with them and now they're being particularly nice to me. Mark starts to go home, so I follow him and he sits on his porch. I see his mom inside through the glass storm door. I open the door to say hey and she says to close it so I don't let the air conditioning out. I ask if I can come inside and she says yes. I ask if I should take my shoes off and she says no. I get inside and she says she's making waffles and pancakes for breakfast. I sit down but tell her that I hate waffles and pancakes (which I totally do!). When I look at my plate, though, I see pizza. So I start eating it. Everything's pretty normal and she asks me how long I've been back. I tell her only a couple of days. She asks what I'll be doing for work. I tell her that I work at Barnes and Noble and think for a minute. I tell her that I can't really fly back and forth and commute to work, so I'll probably just get transferred to a store here in Illinois. I was standing on the stairs as we're having this conversation, then I come downstairs and start playing with the dog. I feel really welcome here. Just good vibes.

10/06/2009

Doing Laundry

I'm somewhere doing laundry. Andrea's throwing stuff at me from across the room to put into the washer. But she's throwing it all under the washer. Under the washer is like a flame you'd find on a gas stove. so all the clothes are burning up! I'm telling her to stop doing that, but she can't see that she's doing anything wrong. All of a sudden, my mom's on the other side of the room telling me what I'm doing wrong. I just keep telling her to shut the fuck up, but she keeps talking. I'm getting so so angry at her. So I leave and walk into a different room where I feel like I'm shopping. There are all sorts of backpacks (which I've actually been thinking about getting a new backpack because mine got some sand in it from going to the beach and now sand's getting all in my school stuff!) with like tropical patterns on them. I really just want a plain one and can't find one. Andrea shows me one that's got clear plastic sides and I tell her that won't do because I don't want everyone knowing what's in my bag(like what's in my bag that's so special anyway??!!!).

10/05/09

OK, so school, life, etc. happened. But I was in Spanish class the other day and someone mentioned having "one of those dreams where you wake up and go to the bathroom and go back to bed and then you really wake up." Yes, totally, a false awakening, right? Yeah, that's what it's called! So I realized I totally miss my DJ. Here's some catch up dreams:

Lately I've had a few dreams where I've been really pissed off at my dad. In one dream, I recall he had something really hot and pressed it to my face and was burning me with it and I was screaming at him that he doesn't even know what he's doing!!! In other dreams I'm just frustrated and mad at him.

Last night I dreamed I had a fight with my sister on the phone. She said she was moving to Quebec. I told her I don't believe her because she lies all the time (true), I can't trust her (true), and I wish I didn't get stuck with a shitty sister like her anyway (also true)!!! It felt so so good to get that off my chest, even if it was only in a dream.

I had a lucid where I couldn't gain control and I just remember it being a strange situation so I just rolled back into normal dreaming.

OK, here's a weird one: I'm in a pet store like digging hamsters or guinea pigs out of the dirt in the floor... but they're in habitats and they're really hungry because they've been underground for so long. I try to get them some food when I walk by a wall of aquariums of various exotic fish. They look prehistoric. One tank has the lid off and there's what appears to be a tiny shark spitting water at me!! Then I hear a voice overhead saying that the end of the world is coming and there's nothing I can do to stop it.

I have some more dreams of being in the bathroom and people walking in on me as usual.

I had one last night or the night before about being a bird... and having a bird buddy with me watching some other birds hunt for worms. We decided they were from the Philippines. Then one little bird who was hurt was looking for some worms and I felt like he was scared that the other birds would attack him. So my bird buddy and I went and scooped him up and brought him to safety. The little hurt bird thanked us and said we should smoke with him. So we started smoking what looked like some thorny stems of plants and I don't even know how we lit it but we were smoking it! (I love the uncomplicated nature of dreams sometimes!)

Anyway, I've had some pretty bizarre dreams as you can tell, and I hope to get more into my DJ on a regular and get into have more memorable lucids!

It's good to be back!!

Monday night 3/16/09

I'm at a department store and it's like an audition to be in a commercial. There's a couple of racks of clothes and I have to pick out an outfit to audition in. The strange thing is, it's me and a bunch of little girls. None of the clothes look like they'll fit me. So I find some bigger clothes that look like they'll fit, but there are pinstripe pants and vests and shirts and nothing looks like I can make a decent outfit out of it. SO I do the best I can and take some clothes into the fitting room. I keep poking my head out and watching some of the other girls do their audition. When I'm in the fitting room, I am having the hardest time buttoning my shirt. I can hear the guy giving the auditions say that he's all done for the day and I stick my head out the door and tell him to wait for me! I still can't button my shirt. I wake up.

dream dreamt 27/07/2010

So that night I had three dreams, I kept waking up and going back to sleep.


FIRST DREAMS.
There are three men standing in a dimly lit room with some equipment scattered around. there was a main guy that talked all the time and was the only one out of the three that actually said anything, there was a shorter man to the left of the main guy who was almost child like that just smiled, clapped and jumped every time the main guy said anything, to the right there was a tall fat man that just stood there doing nothing.

We were all gathered there for the main guy to teach me to lucid dream, he was somehow showing me how to realise I was dreaming, and telling me to realise I was dreaming and got very frustrated teaching me.


That dream happened 3 or 4 times until I got longer sleep.

SECOND DREAM.
I was standing at the bottom of my street not knowing how I got there when I was suddenly face to face with a Tyrannosaurus Rex and somehow I knew that it wanted me to help her as she was looking for her three lost babies that were somewhere in the city. To my right there was a big bush in front of someons house, so I got the Dinosaur to go behind it and lie down, watching her curl up I left.

Now in my kitchen with a pile of picnic blankets unfolding them to see which two were the biggest. walking down the street towards the T-Rex with the blankets in hand ready to put them over her, finally getting there I noticed she wasn't there, hearing a noise I turned to me left and saw the big Dinosaur searching for her babies in the city with three other Velociraptors. When they all noticed me standing there the three raptors zoomed up to me with the T-Rex trailing behind, the first raptor to my right, the second to my left and the third right up to my face with it's nose touching my forehead trying to growl angrily at me almost glaring, he backed down when the T-Rex finally came to a stop and they all knew I knew where to go to find the babies, then the raptor that was all up in my face before said " come on, I should probably just poison her now" and that was when I noticed the black dots on it's head and that he was indeed poisoned.

walking down steel stares that make that clunking sound when you walk down them, the reptors running everywhere and the T-Rex behind with me wondering how a big Dinosaur like that even fit down here, the stares ended and we walked into a dimly lit lab that had equipment on the tables and all along the walls. Noticing a scientist and his assistant on the floor below us, the scientist seemed a bit surprised to see us here and I thought that maybe the scientist and the Dinosaurs knew each other and now that I think about it they were probably experimenting on the three babe T-Rexes, there were two lots of stares next to each other but with a bit of space between them so they weren't touching, so me and the Dinosaurs went down one stare case while the other two went up the other so the Dinosaurs didn't notice the other two people leaving. Coming to a big steel heavy looking door that the T-Rex had no problem unhinging, the three babe T-Rexes came charging out and running around the rapters and there mother in delight, seeing the happy Dinosaurs I started backing away quickly but silently and disappeared without a sound, when the poisoned raptor noticed my absence he yelled out angrily that he never got the chance to poison me.

THIRD DREAM.
I was sitting with my two friends K and B in the hall during pathfinders at a table ageist the wall opposite the main entrance to the hall and B was talking about something, I never really got what she was saying except from the expression from her face which seemed happy, I asked her how long it had been since she had gotten over her tonsillitis and she answered and kept talking when suddenly I couldn't hear her any more and focused on something else, after a while I realised I didn't get to hear the rest of what she had to say.


Then I woke up and noted I had had a bad night of sleep and realised I was going to be tired all day.

This dream was a long one, but my recollection of it was all over the place. A few notes worth mentioning:
- I, along with my friends Alex and Robbie, are out in what feels like the middle of nowhere. The area includes: Midwest American farmland, a scary forest, and a house. The house is occupied by a man who my friends and I are associating with and his stepmom (no recollection/mention of his father).
- There is a giant, spider-like bug out in the field. For whatever reason, we set out to go camp on top of the bug. To get to the bug from the house, one must go through the scary forest. Inside the forest we encounter both spiders and monkeys, and are forced to run away/defend ourselves at times. The dangers of the forest make us weary of returning to the giant bug at one point.
- Robbie and I are outside of the forest, debating whether to try and navigate it again so that we can reach the giant bug. Eventually a spaceship materializes, one that would allow us to fly and land on the bug. I see the bug scurry across farmland in the distance. After this Alex and the other guy meet up with us. They have aged, now looking like old men. The other guy says his mom is pissed at him for the college he chose to attend, which I also happen to attend.

It has been a while since I wrote here due to some friends visiting.

Last night I had a dream that involved minecraft. I think I was in a minecraft world. I remember seeing some monument that made me think something like "wow, I remember that one! That one is really ancient from before we updated the server! AWesoem, I must conserve it". Then I don't remember much more other than that I was in a dark place with an old classmate that was acting strange. He seemed evil and tried to make me follow him. I suspected that he was going to kill me so I started to run. I think he ran after me but I am not sure.

I went to bed last night stating my intention: I will have a lucid dream because I will recognize the dream state.

It worked!

I am taking a test about Star Wars, or something. I put my test in a book and put it aside while the teacher talks. Then, I take it back out, and the answers are filled in and it's graded with a B! I am distraught by this so I call the teacher over. She doesn't understand either. Later, I am outside a house on the opposite side of my block, talking with my girlfriend. She tells me about her 'neighbor,' a girl whom I went to high school with. Following that, I go to some weird dinner party where a bunch of my friends are sitting at long tables. I see my friend Jeremy, and he tells me that this is a dream. I am ecstatic! I jump up and thank him profusely for telling me that I am dreaming, for I am now lucid. I try to spin around, but I forget to close my eyes, so it doesn't work; I'm still in the banquet hall. I look up at the ceiling and try to float through it, but I notice my mother and float over to her. I start dancing with her, and she says something like "Don't you think this is a little inappropriate?" "No, mom, I'm dreaming!" I respond. I spin her around and kiss her cheek, telling her I love her and I'm so happy about this. I rub my hands together and the dream feels more intense. Then, I look up to the ceiling, and determined to fly through it, I wake up laughing. It's a false awakening, though I fail to realize it. I was impressed, though (with myself), because my first thought was at least to write the dream down. So, I woke up downstairs, which should have clued me in, but I turned off a bunch of lamps because they were too bright, which did not serve to alert me to my state. I grabbed a weird notebook which happened to be full of drawings of 3 guys doing goofy stuff, and I wrote like a damn 3-year-old (should have recognized that, too; I wrote the word 'dream' as 'dreem'). I then 'went back to sleep' and had another dream.
I'm walking through some strange caverns that lead to my old high school. I see the Avatar and other strange floating characters; I observe that each of them has some weird spirit guide floating next to him/her, but Aang's is a copy of his own foot. Weird! I meet some people from work out in the lobby and we go sit down at some tables and eat vegetables. But then it feels as if I am driving and I'm at a dark intersection; I see 'French' to the left and 'British' to the right; I head left and run into some strange spy-sniffer person, but I'm not a spy and have nothing to fear.

wake up, try to MILD WBTB, no success

I'm in my neighbor's back yard, and they're setting up for dinner. I don't know why I'm there; these people hardly ever talk to me. It's even weirder when they all say hi. I start petting a dog that they don't have. I let him off the leash because he's whiney. The father wants me to put the leash back on, so I do. They invite me to sit at the table with them. There is a lot of random food, and I don't really remember eating anything. A belligerent grandpa figure comes to the table (he's not there IRL) and tells us about a movie he played the villain in recently. It looks like it's going to rain, so we go inside, and I help them put the food away; specifically, I clear some vegetable scraps from the counter, and then I put some pizza in a box to go in the fridge.

I think I was angry at myself for moving every time I woke up last night. I have cats and it's second nature to throw them off me (one likes to lay on my head) when I wake. I have to get more disciplined with this. *sigh*

Anyway, for what I can remember, I was dressed in a nightgown more suited for winter than summer, pale pink and up to my neck like a granny nightgown. I was trying to sleep in the bathroom, my bed somehow fitting where the toilet should be and the wall. I do remember combing my hair with one of those simple black combs that hair stylists use - which is impossible to do in reality as my hair is naturally curly. My hair color was odd, bright electric blue streaks with white blond and my normal color. It was raining outside, and the rest is fuzzy but it had something to do with unplugging a lamp? Not sure.

There was a noise downstairs and when I opened my apartment door, the downstairs was actually more than one door leading into the laundry room: it was an entire downstairs, wooden railings and flights of stairs. There was a door to the left of my apartment, one that's not there in RL. I open it and the room is a mess, with a bunch of men messing around with each other (yes, like that) I giggle and close it. Someone is standing on the stairs and asks what they were doing. I make innuendos and the DC nods in understanding.

Then...I woke up, went back to sleep and remember a jungle, I'm climbing trees and am disgusted by all the bugs I keep touching as I'm climbing. I don't want to fall because there is a tribe of nasty natives on the ground. They have a giant crocodile. I do end up getting caught, but as I run, I go into this mall-type place and see the Doctor from a show called Doctor Who (LOL). I'm happy to see him because he can help me. However, the natives end up killing him and I wind up sitting next to my dad on a couch in what used to be my best friend's house. We are watching what I experienced on TV.

So weird.

This dream makes no sense at all. And it was awesome.

It started off in Medieval France, in what was effectively a middle-ages work camp. We were imprisoned in tight spaces, doing work that none of us wanted to do, and none of us were being paid to do. I remember that, one day, whilst walking down a stone path towards our work site, we encountered a strange plane. By strange, I mean it was a cross between one of the planes with the open sides in star wars, and the early prototype bi-planes. It was... strange. There was somebody there who was helping us escape. I can't remember much about what he said, but I can remember a few quotes.

As we were flying, I could see beautiful views of medieval France, with peasants working in their daily lives, as well as the fantastic architecture. Nobody seemed phased by us, flying above them.

I can't remember anything else from this dream. I can remember a few fragments from other dreams throughout the night, but nothing worth expanding on.

The dream is a pretty vivid one. I am with my mother somewhere in Alaska wandering around on the small, snowy streets. We get into a shop which was actually more of a bar. Some people are inside drinking on the massive wood tables. I want to buy something but all i can buy is bubblegum. Therefore i decide to get some but my mom disagrees. After a share of weird replicas like" But i want to" i get some. We walk outside and head forward. From behind a man walks past us. He looked awe-full and was walking randomly in the same slow pace. After this encounter i find myself in Radauti(a small city near where i live) in some sort of hospital. IRL the place is a glasses shop but i was there with a doctor and and one of my colleagues from school. In that place there was also a piano but i guess because i listened to some piano covers before going to bed. The rest of my classmates were outside just walking in circles. Presumably they were headed to a club but in that rithm we'd have to wait for one to be built near us . I keep moving between the hospital and my the group. At one point some kids start shooting at me with some toy guns. This is probably my first dream in which i feel pain. The dreams just goes like this with me waling around and talking to my friends , looking at the kids, at a patient in the so-called hospital and refusing a friend who asked me to carry their backpack home.

7/29/2010

I can't recall much but I remember laying on my bed looking up at the ceiling which was a window. Sort of a condo but the ceiling was glass and it was open so I could view the skies. I was talking to someone next to me he was wearing a suit and was going over some money accounts.

I look up at the night sky and notice these huge vehicles moving and when I focused on what they were ..they were incredible space ships. They would zigzag and stop abruptly.. it was pretty scary because I knew these were not driven by humans. They were displaying their dance of lights and what was weird they were changing shape fast. It reminded me of the transformers how the space ship changed form going to one unique shape to another..
I saw 3 of them.. one black..one dark grey and another silverish and they just were displaying their lights. All of a sudden they changed into huge 3 separate mist. I told the guy next to me I wanted to close the window because I felt uneasy.
The window couldn't close and I saw spot lights scanning the air...

That is all I could remember..

key: not a dream non-lucid lucid dream

Okay well I have to write this down, but I didn't have it last night.

I'm standing in the back of the church I went to for most of my life, I moved and never go there anymore, but I don't think about my presence at the church. I see one of my friends, Meaghan, in the church with us and she's wearing a knee-length light blue dress with a flower pattern. I think to myself that her being here is unusual, because she's an atheist. I wonder about it for a little while but don't become lucid. She goes to my dad and shakes hands with him as she starts a conversation that I can't hear.

I can't remember any of that certain part, but I remember this next part in the same dream :

I am standing at the top of a staircase at the church, not a very large one, but a staircase. I am with Meaghan again, but this time we are with our friend Jade. I sit down at the very top of the staircase, my feet on the first step going down. Then suddenly Jade is behind me with her hands on my shoulders, I feel her trying to push me down the staircase.
"You've got to try this, Jesse!" she says, laughing.
All the while both Meaghan & I are yelling "No! Jade stop! Stop!!". I'm grabbing the railing on both sides of the staircase, fighting against Jade, because I don't want to be pushed down the stairs. Then she succeeds, and as I am falling down the stairs the stairs turn into a large red slide, and the scenery around me changes from the church to a playground on the outside of the church. I come off the slide and Jade is standing near the side of the slide (LOL. SIDE OF THE SLIDE.), she's laughing and says "Now that wasn't too bad was it??" I start laughing and say, "No, it wasn't!"

Another remembered part in the same dream:

Me, Meaghan, and Jade are in Wal-Mart. It's nightttime. We pick up random objects although we have no money. We're homeless. I see Christmas objects all around, and I somehow know that it is dark and snowy outside. We run into a woman with a cart and a Wal-Mart vest -- she works there. We tell her we need these things from the store, but we have no money because we are homeless. She starts crying and says how it's only part of the Christmas feeling to help homeless children. She sets us up a large airmattress with warm blankets for us to sleep on in the backroom.

I really enjoyed this dream, I'm not sure why. It was interesting, and memorable.
Again, not sure why...

Missed Dream Signs:
-It's July, not December. The snow and Christmas merchandise made no sense.
-Meaghan is atheist, and she's at church with me.
-I am not homeless..
-The staircase inside the church was not an actual part of the church.

Oh I wish I would of become lucid....perhaps next time...

So I figure this can't be all bad, what with convenient tagging and other features and such. Carbon copying from dream journal, go!

7:00 AM awakening time:

-First part of the dream I'm with my sister and mom, sister's playin' the vidya and mom calls me to help her move furniture

-Later, I was a father, with a wife and two kids. We were moving from slums to slums, because we were being chased by the Asian mafia. We don't want our daughter (age six) to know. Our son (age 14) found out, though my wife has some mental deficit, some automatic repression which prevents her from acknowledging the cause of the mafia's dissent with us, but she is very aware of the danger. so we pack. we pack and we are silent, segmented. Are we being watched? Would they bother monitoring us? We have a plan to escape. I'm staying up all night, nerves a wreck, clutching at every outlet for comfort, thirsty for normal conversation, giving long hugs to my little girl during midnight water trips, coaxing them into midnight snack trips, eager for that added two minutes of family contact. My wife and son believe me, when I say I know where we're going. The truth is, I know they'll never let me leave. Let us leave. This hackneyed plan is only a gesture, all I can do to show that my character does not stem from dogged compliance with this situation, but the drive to do what's right. My last lesson...

We don't get very far at all. I'm on the porch with our last box. We were going to leave at dawn. An agent steps on my foot and is about to say something clever. I tell him to shut the fuck up. I'm crushed, alone. My last lesson...

We're at our new home, mother and son resigned to slavery, daughter introduced with all manner of sinister as to what's in store for her. Only half of our belongings made it here. The rest go to pawn shops. Three agents now, and I recognize them by face. They're here to give me punishment. They taunted me; they were sure I wasn't armed. Of course, I was sure they weren't watching when we packed. I bided time for strategy, but that soon caved in (caved in like my survival rate, judging by the way they talked). By a staircase and a toolbox, I wrenched out of their grip. I shot one down in an instant, turned to shoot the one behind, shooting twice in one fluid turn, so that both shots were at sloppy, thoughtless (no revenge, no regret, only instinct) angles. The third man is terrified. he has a round face and rounded teeth, and a swoopy bowl haircut which makes him look none the less ugly. I make a terrible error: I think. His gun won't fire, he makes no excuse but I'm sure I've seen the shells fly out on an earlier day. I try and bribe him in a tone that asserts confidence, but a vocabulary so honest it betrays the status quo. A door opens from a floor above. I know this well-groomed tan man. I shoot the nervous round-face, and my bullets bounce off his chest. My gun isn't forming a good seal with the bullets...? The bullets are too small...?

The man from above tosses at me some trash, contemplates his pistol, reholsters it, shuts the door as I glance at the flash bomb beside me. As the light envelopes, I can't think about my family at all. Only this. This is death, and it lasts a few seconds, and there's no pain, just a powerful thump to all of my body. Then that is gone. What now? There's the warehouse, and the flash, and I'm

a 19-year-old girl, staring at a sleeping 19-year-old boy, light filtering through the curtains.