non-lucid

01.07.2010

Bittersweet Phone Call (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some sort of child care program, and orphanage. I dunno why. I posed as I and my brothers social service adviser or what ever and used my weak powers of deception to escape. I remember frags of of being on the street and I or someone I care a lot about was shot.

Second frag: I was annoying a telemarketer for calling in the middle of the night over. I forget what I was saying to him, but he was really mad at me.

Last dream:


The sun had almost set when the phone rang.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello Love," a warm voice says on the other end of the line.

"Connie!" I gasp. "Where are you?" I ask.

"About 15 minutes away from your house, I'll be there shortly."

"Oh great!" I say excited.

I hear her take in a deep breath and there's a short pause for a few seconds. I know she's about to give some sort of bad news.

"Sweety... Stephany is back so my boss is sending me to a different location," she says glumly.

I hold the phone away from my ear, fighting back tears. After I pull my self back together I explain that I'm a mess and need to change before she gets here. I remember fragments of her pulling in the driveway and I running behind the house and climbing in my bedroom window. I wanted to see her, but I was afraid to say good bye.

I dreamed something about that I was in the old apartment at Carlshem. Me and Tistou was in the kitchen and it was sunny outside. I recall that I heard alarm sounds from a construction site that was about to use explosives to remove rocks from underground. (In fact this is ongoing in a construction site within hearing threshold of where I sleep so it is plausible that I heard that going on whilst sleeping, thus affecting my dreams.)

My non-lucid dream was where I was driving down a highway and I drove into this hallway. I ended up opening a door to find some people conversing, they ended up giving me a key and I woke up.

11:00p-2:00a
I had originally planned to do a WBTB and take some Tylenol Ultra for a CWILD. I had deprived myself of caffeine since like... 1pm. I don't know if it was anticipation, or whether I was just going to have an insomniac night anyways, but I drifted in a light sleep during this time.

I remember a fragment of Raven Knight telling me my mum had said hi to her (as if this was Warcraft).

2:00a-6:00a
I got up for my WBTB. I stupidly took the Tylenol Ultra, not thinking that maybe if I was having a rough sleep, I should skip the caffeine jolt *Sigh*

I did have some interesting experiences though.

I nearly WILD'ed twice. I wasn't intending on it, but I mean... what is WILD, but mind awake, body asleep, right? I experienced some SP vibrations, which were oddly something I saw, rather than felt. Hard to describe, considering all I saw were the blacks of my eyelids.

The first time this happened, once they subsided I kind of just went, "Fuck, now what?" I wasn't feeling floaty, and I couldn't induce that feeling. Okay, so try to open my dream eyes. I opened my eyes. Unfortunately, I saw my sleep mask. Transition fail, again.

Second time, I felt the SP vibrations the normal way. I even felt kind of floaty-ish this time. But once again, transition fail. I do not know how the eff to complete a WILD.

After this, I had this lucid HI where I was sitting in an office. It was very unstable, visually. I tried to focus on the visuals. Danny (my DG) told me to STOP trying to force something visually as the first thing. He told me to close my eyes and sway back and forth. He said focus more on my dream body and less on my real one. My problem is I focus too much on my real body, so I remain anchored. So, once I've got my focus on my dream body and I'm not aware of my physical one anymore, then I can open my eyes. This was working, but it kept flipping in and out (possibly due to the caffeine). I finally got a visual where Danny handed me a small orange pill and a glass of water. I swallowed it and said, "It reminds me of cat food."

"Cat food?!" Danny asks, sounding thoroughly confused. I wake.

Throughout this time, one of the things I was doing to help me sleep was listening to a slow song. In hindsight, I'm wondering about the validity of that as an anchor when/if I WILD in the future. Does anyone else ever listen to music during a WILD? I mean, I knew when I was dosing off because when I came to again, I'd notice the song wasn't where it left off. But I also wonder... if I'm consciously transitioning into a dream, will I still hear the song? I wouldn't mind that, in fact, it MIGHT not be such a bad thing, so long as I can stay focused on the dream. Hmm...

I finally did pass out at around 5. I had a non-lucid where I was chatting with Garrett's mum on MSN, only she didn't know it was me. I was chatting through Garrett's account and was pretending to be him.

7/1/10

Woah, it's July first? That means I had my first lucid of the month! ^^

1- Holly the Hypnotic Vampire
I am a woman named Felicity, trapped in a room along with my friends by the evil vampire, Holly. We've been there for quite a while... We're starving to death, and so, so thirsty.

"I'm REALLY thirsty, Felicity. We gotta get outta here."

"I know, Frank, I know."

Suddenly something within him changes. He starts babbling about how he can feel the life energy flowing through him. Soon the others do the same. I seem to be the only one unaffected by this madness. Don't they realize the life energy isn't flowing through them? It's flowing out of them! They're becoming vampires!

I try to tell them to fight it, to resist what Holly has done to them, but she is fighting me every step of the way. She tells them that I am no longer worthy to be their leader, that they should listen to her, instead.

"Who should we believe?" Theresa asks, confused.

"The one you love the most," Holly answers in a hypnotic voice. "Who do you really love?"

Theresa considers this for a moment. "Holly," she answers.

"Holly," the others echo.

I give Theresa a dirty look. "Oh, and... uh, what is her name...? Felicity," she amends half-heartedly.

Ugh, she almost forgot my name. I think it's safe to say they're a lost cause.

"Are we always going to be this pale?" I ask Holly in annoyance. "I mean, can't vampires get a tan?" She ignores me.

2- Evil Sleep Mask
My dad's girlfriend has a cute pet rat named Jenny. She is sitting on her shoulder, and doing funny things to make us laugh. Hm, I need to play with my rats more often.

I "wake up" and find that I am alone. I wonder where everyone went... Oh, well, maybe I can play with Jenny. When I go over to the cage, I see that it is now the size of a cage at the zoo. As if that wasn't weird enough, there are all kinds of unusual animals within... Several of them look like giant, carnivorous sloths, and one looks like the mammal version of an alligator. All of the animals are trying to eat each other. There are a few small monkeys in the cage, too. They come up to the bars, quivering in fear, giving me a pleading look. "Aww, hey little guys! You're so cuuute!" This is obviously a dream. I RC and become lucid. Yay!

Time to look for Samael. I call out loudly, "Samael!!!!" My voice sounds cool; it echoes throughout the dream world. The thought of those monkeys distracts me for a moment... Maybe I could make on of them my familiar, since I'm looking for one. No, one thing at a time. I call out again. I have somehow arrived at a dark and abandoned country road.

Now my eyes are trying to close themselves. Ugh, it's the stupid sleep mask I'm wearing IRL. I take it off, which works for a few seconds before it reappears on my face. I can see through it, but it's making my eyes close... When they do I wake up.

Happy July to all. Two non lucids. Rather frustrating night. Both happened late (0330-0430)

DJ 16

The first dream took place in a couple of different seasons. Winter and fall I believe.

There was a park that I had walked by a couple of times in the dream (alone). The sidewalk that I walked down had entrance/exit (on the sidewalk itself) as if you had to actually gain entrance just to walk past the park – weird. The gates/doors are pretty elaborate design, made of cement. So, are going to be heavy to move – or should have been.

The first time down the sidewalk the gate was closed. I paid it no attention and went around on the road. The second time it was opened. I played with doors a little – they weren’t as heavy as they appeared. Intricate relief designs on the doors – mostly abstract, but very grainy cement, not smooth.

The park scenes both took place in the fall.

Between the park incidents, I was in a wintery atmosphere, as indicated by the snow and ice I played in. I’m not sure where I was walking or traveling to, but there was somewhere I had to be. Occasionally there were others around, but they were always ahead of me.

There was a largish hill that I climb on the road I was travelling (snow covered) and as I got to the top of the hill, I noticed there were patches of ice on the way down to the bottom. It’s odd, but I knew what lay beyond the next hill I was going to need to go up as well (it wasn’t as high on the upward side, but steep and long on the downward), but I knew what lay beyond. It too was going to be snow covered with little ice but it was going to start becoming an underground tunnel that I had to be careful not to be travelling too fast for, or I was going to hit my head on the ceiling.

Why was this important, because I was wearing a winter coat that I knew I was able to slide on like a toboggan. So after planning what I wanted to do, I started walking down the hill until I got to a patch of ice and threw myself on my stomach like you would one of those slippery-slides in the summer. So, now I’m sliding down the road on my stomach, steering myself away from the bare spots so I wouldn’t slow down too much (I wanted to see how far up the next little hill I could slide before having to walk).

As it turns out, I built up plenty of speed to clear the hill, and suddenly I jump to my feet, and I’m planting my feet in snow for dear life, because the tunnel is fast approaching and I’m going way too fast. I notice I’m wearing fancy cowboy boots and suddenly I’m able to plant them into the snow much better in order to slow down.

Once I get into the tunnel the snow and ice pretty much disappear and I’m left to walking. One thing I realize in my dream (while I’m dreaming, as well as now IRL), the intricate design on the gates and the cowboy boot thing, and knowing what to expect on the other side of the hill (tunnel thingy) – I never paid attention to that stuff before in dreams. I blame this on Ninja and CUSP with their posts about attention to detail. Hey! That’s a good thing guys.

As I’m walking down this tunnel, I have to cross a wooden bridge. It’s very incomplete, very unsafe, and very white (not with snow, painter white). I start going across it without a lot of worry (although I should have been) and I’m looking at the railing pieces and how many are missing. I actually pull on eof them out of the wall and I can see the nail bend as it comes out. I decide to save the wood piece so I can replace it later when I come back with the other lumber. For some strange reason I take it upon myself to fix this rickety bridge. So I bring the pieces I pull apart with me being careful of the nails and setting them carefully nail side down on the ground on the other side of the tunnel exit. As I was crossing the bridge I’m amazed at the whiteness of it. Not just snow white, but almost a blinding white. I can’t for the life of me figure out where I’m going to find paint that pure of white.

As I look back toward the bridge as I climb out of the tunnel I see that it’s now only being held up with a single support piece (we’re talking 1 x 4s and 1 x 3s here, nothing too beefy).

As I walk back to where I’m lodging, don’t really ‘know’ where it is, but I go there anyway. I run into another DC and ask if he’d help with repairing the bridge. He kind of had a blank look on his face, but agreed. So we’re travelling back to get material.

End of dream (Alarm clock goes off).


DJ 17

Very short dream, but it ends up a continuation of the DJ 16.

I’m back to the bridge with the DC from before and now where I wasn’t concerned about traversing the bridge to cross it, now I’m quite concerned about going out there to repair it. There is still only the one support piece holding the whole thing together. I’m amazed that I was able to get the pieces I was going to replace for repairs as white as the original. That white color was still a shock to me I guess.

Dream ends. I guess that would be a fragment, eh?

I had a faaail lucid opportunity. I was talking to an old friend called Harald about lucid dreams and we were like playing a game sort of like a lucid dream. I talked about noticing that you had 6 fingers in a dream and bla bla.

I had a lot of long dreams but I'm having like a lazy period so I'm just going to write some things in my DJ.

Long dream trying to save my dad. Lots of mutations involved in the dream. Going to write the last part.

I needed to pee. I was in my house and I stood at a window on the second floor and I thought to myself "Damn, when I get my own place I going to pee out the window sometime." then I went down to my cellar. I went through a door and on the other side there was a big garage like room. I was going to pee at the door I just entered through. I was like a soldier then and my leader was behind me. He asked "wtf are you doing soldier?" but I kept going. There was another soldier there too. Some alien or something appeared out of nowhere and dragged him away under some fence thingies on the floor (think Alien movie). My leader was like "Shit, we got to get the fuck out of here!" and I was like "Huh?" and we started making our way across the room.
Mutated soldiers popped out of the floor and we shot them. I wondered if some of them weren't mutated. We finally made it to the door on the other side. Mutated soldiers jumped out every second. I somehow got a bag in my hand. When a mutated guy was close to me I like put my hand in the bag in panic. When I pulled it up it looked like claws in Prototype. The bag seemed to be some kind of mutation thing. I tried to attack him but then I noticed it was just ugly looking long normal fingers and they were in fact not nearly sharp enough. We ran out and my leader was first. I recognized the place because I'd been there earlier in the dream with my dad and brother bla bla. It was outside and there was grass on the ground. We were going to a little natural arena place where my dad was.
Right behind my leader a mutated soldier ran. I think it was the one I tried to attack with my fingers. He dragged a fat long tongue or something behind him. It went over a hole in the ground and I jumped in slow motion on it so I got over too. Then he like threw his real slimy little tongue at my dad and dragged himself super fast over there. I was at the arena somehow. I don't remember what we did to the guy but I don't think we asked him to join our nice little gathering.
The next part was about a falcon lady. She was mutated too as you might already have figured out. She was half bird and her feathers were white. She was larger than a big human. And my dad and brother told me she was easily stronger than any of us and they talked about "she can land bla bla tons of pressure on your chest...". She started to fly around and we saw like 4 red dots appear on different people. That person was going to get attacked. She flew close and picked on the 4 dots and then flew away. I never got the dots on me but I tried to stop her when she got close. Her mistake was that she thought she was so superior.
She landed on the sandy ground. It was like the ground in Gladiator. Her wings were gone and she looked like a normal woman now. She didn't expect my brother and I attacking her. My brother kept her distracted while I kicked her in the side. She started to get focused. She was charging up a powerful attack on my brother but I hit her in the side (in the kidney perhaps) and she like fell over on her stomach. I don't remember what I did next but my thought process was that we had to do something because she was the source of evil (sort of) and she could get up any second and finish us.
So there I am holding her head and bashing it into a object on the ground(some wooden chest or metal pipe). We were on the side of the arena now. But then I stopped because she hadn't moved in a while. Fear struck me. I felt bad. On the left side of her head there was a wound so deep that you could see her brain. It didn't bleed much but I was still afraid. I checked her pulse on her neck. At first I didn't feel anything but then I felt a strong pulse.
I got so relieved. She looked beautiful. I figured she was just unconscious. My dad and brother talked about her entering the third and final stage of the metamorphism where she would be less powerful and less evil.
AND THEN I WOKE UP

Note: I fell asleep with very little in the way of goals tonight… MoSh had said he was going to come over to do a healing on me, although I told him I felt ok. But then a little extra positive energy never hurts anything, so I figured if he wanted to do it, we could share some positive energy, most likely with Basara involved since he usually shows up whenever someone mentions the idea of healing. Unfortunately I was not successful in entering my WILD this night.

I was in a clearing in a forest. I could see there were buildings around, it looked like a small town was hidden amongst the trees. I wondered where I was. I didn't even consider the idea I might be dreaming. I noticed that there were quite a few people around, and then I noticed they were Templars. What the fuck was I doing in a Templar base? I figured I didn't want to be there, so I went to leave. That was when I noticed there was a big guy on either side of me holding onto me tightly. Their grip was like iron, and I could not make them budge to get free. I was a prisoner of the Templars… that couldn't be good.

I heard another Templar say they were ready. One of the big guys holding me forced me to the ground so that I was lying on my stomach with my face in the dirt. I felt someone lie a long wooden pole on my back, and I was quickly bound tightly to that pole. When the large Templars moved away from me I couldn't move at all except to turn my head and look around a bit. They turned me over onto my back and ripped my clothes off… I called them a bunch of fucking perverts. I was now naked and tied to a metal pole… I could hear people around me laughing and jeering.

The Templars then stood the pole up and I realized I was bound approximately in the middle. I saw they had a fire ring in the middle of the clearing, a rather large one. It was long and fairly narrow, there was a rotisserie stand on each end of the fire circle, and a pan sitting on top of the wood that looked like it was there to catch the juices of roasting meat. It looked a lot like the picture here, except the pan was on permanent metal legs and the fire pit and pan looked long enough to accommodate a very large piece of meat… or a person…

It was about then that I realized what they might be planning to do. Since I believed that was my waking life, this resulted in a feeling of ice cold fear at the pit of my stomach… I fought against my bonds, desperate to get away now, to avoid what it seemed they had planned. The bonds were too tight… I couldn't budge them even a millimeter. And my worst fear was confirmed when they carried the pole I was on over to the fire pit and placed it where the spit of the rotisserie would go with me hanging on it, looking down into the black pan. There was a quantity of grease in the pan, which was hardened right now. I was noticing every little detail… a fly stuck in the grease and trying to get free, but it was no more able to move than I was. Templars preparing to light the fire. This couldn't really be happening. I think I might have done a reality check if I could have even moved in order to do one… I found I kept repeating the word 'no' over and over, and I was ashamed of the fear I heard in my voice.

Then I said there must be some agreement we could reach that would allow me to get out of this. A couple of them laughed. But one of them said there was. He said if I could present one of my friends to take my place, they would gladly roast up my friend instead of me and I would be free to go. One of my friends? He said yes. Any of them would do. Either Nomad or MoSh would be their first choices… but if I presented them one of the others I have shared dreams with it would be sufficient, too. Markus, Tigress, or even Loaf… someone laughed that they could have toast… just choose one and teleport them here and I would be free to go while my friend was executed in my place. I told them they had to be kidding… there was no way I would betray a friend like that… I knew perfectly well I could never live with betraying a friend in that way, so in spite of my fear I told them to go fuck themselves. The Templar said it was my choice, and told the other one to go ahead and light the fire under the pan.

I didn't really notice anything at first. Then the pan was heated and it was getting a bit uncomfortable as the heat was rising off of the pan and into my face. The heat continued to increase, an intense and dry heat that made it feel almost like I was on fire. How long could this last? Wouldn't I get heat stroke and pass out from that heat before long? They let the fire die down a bit and the heat faded to a lower but continuous agony. For some reason it seemed to be imperative that I make no sound to let them know the pain I was in, so I kept my mouth tightly closed so I would not let an involuntary cry or moan or pain escape. I saw as the grease below me melted and the fly was consumed by the heating grease, killed. Another thought I was having was that the heat would burn through the ropes that bound me to the spit… then I could get free… but they were thick and sturdy ropes that didn't seem to be suffering from the exposure at all. A Templar came over and looked at me, then he poked something on my leg with a long fork, causing a sharp and excruciating pain… somehow I knew he had just popped a heat blister… that area of my leg was now in much more pain than the rest of me, and other parts of my body felt like they were beginning to blister, I could actually see a few blisters starting to form on my breasts… When would I finally get heat stroke and pass out?!

Another short while… and several more popped blisters later… a Templar came back over. I was expecting another popped blister… but instead he had a cup, which he used to scoop some of the now sizzling grease out of the pan. He proceeded to pour the sizzling grease all over my back… where it burned unbelievably hot. The Templar poured a couple more cups of blazing hot grease on my back, laughing when I was unable to contain a cry of pain… these assholes were basting me! And even after he walked away, the grease on my back was continuing to cause an unbelievably intense agony… it seemed I would surely pass out, but somehow I didn't… even though I wished I would, prayed that I would pass out or die from heat stroke… Instead I just hung there in agony, all hope seemed lost…

"Raven!" I heard a familiar voice and forced my head to turn, although that caused heat dried skin to crack and bleed, bringing with that another wave of pain… I someone standing off to my left a ways, and a portal opened behind him. My sight was fuzzy… I wasn't sure who it was… He continued talking. "It's time for… what the FUCK?!" Apparently he had taken a look around for the first time since arriving and noticed things were not as they should be. I wanted to call out to the man for help, but my throat was too dry and cracked to speak… and all that came out was a small squeak… As I have stated, my mind was really foggy from the heat and the pain, but I heard some cursing, a demand to release me, and then a fight. I saw movement to my right and the man who had just arrived shoved one of the Templar's faces into the hot grease in the pan below me. When the Templar's face came out it was covered with blisters and the Templar was screaming in pain. I heard more fighting, some Templars screaming about something… a loud hissing sound like an angry cat or snake… and then silence.

The man from the portal returned. He took the spit I was tied to away from the flame and started untying me. Every time he touched me it was excruciating, but I did my best not to let him know that because I knew he was just trying to help. Once I was free I found I couldn't even stand on my own… my legs were about like spaghetti… The man supported me, holding on to me as gently as he could… I heard him say he would get me healed up as good as new. He could heal IWL? Wow… I wondered if there was any possible way I could get him to teach me to do that… but even if he couldn't, he had already done so much by getting me free of the Templars. He lied me down in a soft area of grass. Even as soft as it was, each blade of grass was like a steel blade cutting in to me… I once again did not let him know how much it hurt. He was trying so hard to be careful.

The man sat down near me. I could hear him playing a guitar. I could feel healing energy come from that guitar. Soothing healing energy… it felt like a soothing healing salve had been applied to my entire body, and it felt wonderful. I tried to open my eyes and see who it was that had saved me… but I was so tired. Completely worn out. But he was playing a guitar to create a healing effect. I only know two people who do that. Basara and MoSh. And I couldn't see Basara shoving a Templar's face into burning grease under any circumstances, unless he had seen what they were doing and completely snapped, so I was assuming it was MoSh… I tried to ask the man if he was MoSh… "You… MoSh?" He didn't really answer that, he just told me to rest… when I fell asleep here I would wake up and be safe in bed. Safe in bed? Was this really just a nightmare? I let myself relax and slip into sleep. I could find out for sure later if it was MoSh who had come to find me. I fell asleep and woke up.

FRAGMENT...
I was in a car driving, and sombody was chasing me!! i didn't know who they were or what they drove. I just knew they were chasing me. as I was driving I saw the street was dark and then i thought "why don't I just Turn Off the car lights?" but i couldn't. so I turn off of the road and end up driving into the woods in my neigborhood. As I get out of the car and start walking i look back and see a white couple driving a motorcycle down the road, and just as i think they don't see me, Without looking in my direction they turn into the woods next to the car i was in!! As I'm walking out of the woods to my friends house I turn around and see that the man driving the motorcycle is chasing me, but i can't run as fast as i want to and neither can he! while i'm trying to run I look back again and se that he is holding what looks like a gun but was really a baseball bat. As he goes to swing the bat my ability to run kicks in so i run to my friends front door. A little girl is sitting on their porch but I don't think much of it and ignore her. I walk through the door and see my friend in his dining room and i tell him "somebody's trying to kill me!!" but he just sits there and looks at me. so i start to make out with him. (If i'm going to die i nid as well go out with a bang, Right?)

FRAGMENT...
then suddenly i'm in my grandparents driveway, and i'm in someones car, and we're getting ready to go to church. I'm in the passenger seat waiting for the driver and i turn around to see actress Alfre Woddard in the back seat. No one is in the driver's seat and the car is in park, but the car starts moving backwards and Alfre says "why is the car moving backwards with nobody in the driver's seat?" then I look in the driver's seat and see Actor Aaron Meeks ( play's Ahmad from Soul Food: The series) he looks and starts smiling at me. As we're driving to church we all start talking about homosexuality and alfre says " theirs nothing wrong with it, it's just my pastor preaches against it" as we go the church i never actually go. It kinda skipped to after church, and they (alfre & Aaron) walk out of the church but we were in a shopping mall. and we start walking out of the church and Aaron puts his arm around me, so we walk out arm & arm. but as I think we're actually walking outside we actually walk into another room but it was a bar. and we start dancing. then I woke up.

Testing this new system.

#935:
Date: June 28th, 2010
Length: 3 minutes

I'm pretty sure something came before this, but the first thing I recall from this dream is being on a kind of beach at night. Two other people were there, one of whom was lying on a long chair, I think near a campfire. Anyways, I got a a bit near the water, just trying to dip my feet in it, but I ended up getting swept outwards by the current. Panicky, I tried swimming back towards the shore, only to get farther away. Thankfully, the two others, seemingly unaffected by the current, came to drag me back ashore.

Day came soon enough, and I ended up on a tennis court near to that beach, playing a game against Yao Ming. After a while, though, I'm really not feeling well. I realize, or am told, that I have some sort of plague, somehow contracted by touching that water earlier. I end up going back to the beach to have it cured, then return to the tennis court.


#936:
Date: June 28th, 2010
Length: 4 minutes

I'm apparently the instructor for some sort of small history class at my university. I sort of accept this as a given, but at the same time feel a bit confused because I don't really know what I should be teaching. My first class comes, and I manage to get through without teaching much of anything because of time for introductions etc. I also notice that I have some Indian guy who is supposed to be my teaching assistant, but he doesn't seem responsive whenever I try to talk to him.

The next class comes, and apparently I'm supposed to talk about some sort of reading everyone had to do, but, not having done it myself, I'm a bit unsure what to say. I end up just sort of wasting time and having people read until the class is over. As far as I recall, the dream ends with me contacting the department and asking them if there is some kind of syllabus I'm supposed to follow for this class. I think they (and I) ended up realizing that I hadn't actually been hired to teach this particular class.

29.06.2010

Army or something (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a strange place. I remember riding in what seemed like the back of a hover bus. We were all smushed together and it was like we were in the army. The next thing I remember is I'm at a complete different place. It was kind of dark. I was near a guy sitting by a stand. He told me to look at stuff on the stand. I did. There were three animations you could view. One had to do with a demon, the other, I don't remember, and the last one, some anime that doesn't exist called Cutie Girls. I picked that one and watched a retarded animation of them. It was the intro to their show or something. The next thing I remember, we were all escaping through a long dark tunnel. There were at least 10 of us. I was near the middle, and my cousin Kayla was in the front. I asked where we were. "We are in my basement." Kayla said. I said, "Oh, that's right. Isn't your basement like 5 miles long?" "20 miles." We kept walking on the long dark path. "Watch out," Kayla said. We kept walking and I saw another path leading off of this one. It said, "DANGER" on it. I didn't want to know what was down there. That would of been scary as shit. We kept walking and eventually the dream skipped and we were back outside. It was in the same area where we would board the hover buses. So it was like, the whole thing was some kind of adventure, or a ride. I dunno, it was weird. My friend Sean Denti was next to me and I told him about it. "Her basement path was 20 miles long, I swear to God." Thats the only time I remember saying "I swear to God," in a dream. But that was it.

29.06.2010

Niffer wrecks her truck that she doesn't have (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In real life, my dad's dumbass girlfriend named "Niffer"(yes I'm serious), doesn't have a car, and fails at life. Says shes 40, but looks like shes 58.

I was on my farm. I saw a maroon truck speeding up the road. It was flying. it spun out of control and wrecked. Somehow I knew inside that truck was Niffer. I hope she was dead. She had to of been. The entire ground and truck was on fire. I saw her run up to the neighbors house and knock on the door. "Shit! She's still alive." She was pounding on their door. No one answered. She turned around and I saw her ugly ass face that is there in real life. my dad appeared out of no where. WTF? He doesn't even know where I live now(I live on my farm now). He complained and said, "WHAT HAPPENED, WHERE IS SHE? WHAT?!" I just ignored him, and walked away. That's all I remember.

30.06.2010

Promotion all over again (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a dream where I promoted/graduated from 8th grade, all over again. It already happened, like 2 weeks ago, but I dreamed that it was happening again. The same things happened, but I was in a different area. It was very weird. I don't remember playing piano like I did at it in real life. I dunno.

For some reason I don't now I have rented a room in a hostel-like facility. It's got wooden interior and is one-leveled as far as I'm concerned. The rooms are located in a maze of corridors with simillar designs which makes it hard to find the right one. At first I'm basicly alone in the building and I've just unpacked my stuff. As I visit the bathroom/sauna room I hear a sudden cackle in the corridors and I see a dude with a pitched cap walking by. Apparently there's an enormously large group of Americans staying in this building as well. And they´re everywhere! I can distinctly here them speak english and I react to this since it was a really long time since I actually met english speaking people myself. At this point I have really big problems finding my room again, especially since I get disturbed by people sitting and shouting everywhere.

I was at work and I saw a bunch of childeren running around like it was a feild trip or something. I felt like I was responsable for them. I did not ever become Lucid in this one BTW. I went into a back room where I saw an old friend of mine from HS and she was putting a bunch of weed inside of bags. This is weird because I don't smoke the stuff now. I used to all the time back then, I kind of grew out of it I guess. AW, I asked her to smoke some with me and she did and I was really high in my dream. After spending what seemed like an hour with her back there, I suddenly realized that I had left the children unattended! I paniced, jumped up and ran out of the room. The whole time I actully felt paranoid like I used to back then when we would skip school and get high. I ran though a series of doors (still at my current work place) and came into a big warehouse to find the kids all swinging and climbing 20 feet in the air on the very dangerous pallet racks. In the middle of the room was my Father telling me how disappointed with me he is for not taking care of the kids. I argued for a sec and and said he was not any better for allowing them to do what they were doing right that second. Than, I started to notice that he was still talking and it was like he was part of one of those "truth about smoking MJ comercals" so I laughed and woke up. As I layed in bed I remember mt dream and asked myself "wht the hell would I dream about these things?" I like comments and Ideas of why I would dream like this. Go ahead.

Missed a dream sign..

After grad night I got in late and was dreaming about lots of people wearing suits. Should have picked up on the dream sign but I missed it. When I was dreaming I remember thinking to myself, "that's odd.". Lots of negative imagery in the dream also, negative feelings, situations and ideas.. Likely something to do with *her.



*note to self - highlighting dream signs in blue to help in the future

"At the time of your appearing you will make them like a fiery furnace. In his wrath the LORD will swallow them up, and his fire will consume them."
~ Psalm 21:9

This one was epic. It was a video game dream, and those are always fun, and sometimes inspirational. The only downside to a video game dream is that, due to the fact that I saw it as a video game, I can not recall what exactly I did. I don't memorize what I'm doing while gaming unless I actually need to, and I didn't need to. So alas, I can only give a description of how the game worked.
There was a ghost with a bag. The ghost was a simple, cartoonish thing, and the ghost would go about a 2-D side-scroller platform level collecting stray spirits and avoiding enemies. It was like a treasure hunt, or a puzzle game, but it had a similar feel to Super Mario Bros. 2. The ghost was looking for stray malevolent spirits, mostly fire spirits. He would collect them in his sack and bring them to (this is so awesome) throw them in a furnace to burn for eternity! The incessant moaning became an annoying part of the game, though.

"brb/collecting spirits to thrust into a furnace for eternity."