non-lucid

Morning of October 30, 2014. Thursday.



In my dream, I am in a large (unknown building and unknown town) public room somewhere, seemingly some sort of library or library-like setting. I have torn two pages out of a large reference book - which does not seem to be an unapproved or destructive act for whatever reason. On one page is a longer list of data (somewhat like more detailed telephone listings and such) relating to several different otherwise unrelated things in about three grouped sections on the page, which I find somewhat curious. There is data about Sarasota (Florida), Brisbane, and some other listings related to my own life all on one page, which seems very conveniently coincidental (though it does not trigger lucidity). An older female (about ten years older than me or more) informs me about a need to pay a small fee for any more time I take in searching for more data but I tell her I have already found what I wanted, yet for some reason, put the two pages back and leave the book on a public counter. There is a vague idea about leaving the book complete for the benefit of others that use it.

A little later, she comes over near the center of the room and asks me about some work I did, apparently in 1979, which related to all the computer programs I supposedly wrote - up to and through that year (the unlikely year for home computers does not trigger lucidity either). She asks me if I think it will work on a modern system (meaning her computer at her private residence, it seems). She says that all my work is in a COM file (rather than an archive such as ZIP or ARC), called 79.COM, which does not sound right, because a COM file is an executable so more than one would need to be in an archive with the others. I reflect on the idea that everything everyone ever did on any computer, telephone, or even wrote on paper, and so on (possibly even including graffiti), is now stored in various files (by this federal government library or whatever it is) relating directly to the person’s identity. I do not see it as an affront; it just seems to be a curious fact and other members of the public may be here to recover data that they thought they had lost. I am thinking about the compatibility of the supposed work and if it will work on Windows 97 (as opposed to the fictional Windows 79 it was apparently written for). I begin to wonder about the correctness of the numbers and try to recall the nature of the executable files. The scenario seems to symbolize the memory of the individual and how such “data” is stored “forever” even when a person often does not remember it.

Morning of October 30, 2014. Thursday.



My first dream of this date was related to several city council workers doing the opposite of what they were doing in reality around this time period. In reality, they were fixing the street outside our house very early in the morning. However, in my dream, they were across the street and removing a larger road that turned off from the main street. What is left is a somewhat marshy river, which I think is an improvement. However, I consider if it would be somewhat unsafe when going into town and going by the area and whether or not the baby might decide to investigate. Still, it is not that strong a concern and I reflect that it is better to have a river there than another road. My dream shifts a few times relative to the environmental change and where I am. At one point, it also seems there may be a fictional shopping mall north of us, on the west side of the street, just a bit farther than where the river enters the forest-like region, but sitting in the parking lot at one point seems to be a couple diggers and bulldozers. I am not sure of what other development may be going on, if any.

10.29.14

Last night bed around 11pm -5 am 5 min wbtb, then up at 8

DR:
I'm in a rather large room. It's a bottom level of a generational space ship. We are traveling to colonize another world. We have kids with us, because travel will take that long, that only kids and their kids will meke it there alive.

Stairs go up from our level to the one above. From there, there is an elevator to the top and to all levels in between. The space ship is shaped like a skyscraper. For some reason we are occupying only bottom two levels. The other levels are dark and I feel safer down with others.

The interior is decorated bright, almost like a cruise ship.

For some reason we just realized that we have lots of food with us, so everybody grabs something. It's still organized, not like we are going to waste food.

I ask for icecream. I'm given a small container, like icecream normally comes in. Paper cup is beige color with some nice, delicate drawing of flowers on it.

Flavors are cocnut - white, peach and one other flavor. I don't like peach, but I'm resolved to eat it as not to waste food. I start with coconut and it tastes aweful. I wonder why. After I eat half of it I look at the container and it says "Dairy free icecream" in nice cursive. I'm like "oooohhhhh, that's why" . Tofu icecream, lol.

Dream 1
I was in my bathroom and two other kids from my school who I know were there. I got into the shower and they kept on messing around and I was getting really annoyed with them, because they were keeping me from showering. I was then in the courtyard of my high school and I was talking to a girl trying to get her to do something again.

Dream 2
I was like the arrow, but I wasn't him. I went to the Joker’s office and had my assistant schedule an appointment. We purposely set off an alarm so we knew exactly where all of the security stuff was. The guard at the front checked us over and when we got through my assistant looked at a computer to see where things were. I was in the Joker’s office and it was like any other plain office. There was a plant on the table. I was trying to get him to help me or something. Then I was on Hawaii on vacation. I was out boating and we came up next to a very large island. The island had a cliff that dropped straight down, so you couldn't get onto it, and it was lush with tropical forest. There had been a boat that crashed and people were stranded in the sea. Our boat crashed and I had to swim to an island out a ways to stay alive. It was barely out of the water and pure black. There were other people on it. Then A plain flew over us and shot some bullets. I saw on the side of the plain it said F.I.E.N.D, which stood for something about America and tax. Then I was riding a four-wheeler in a construction type area and there are lots of jumps to go off. The four-wheeler is too tiny for me though. I call the Joker up while going through a dark alley and ask him for help, and I think he finally agrees. I hang up and do one last circle before heading back to the highway. I look at the ground and the dirt is moving by itself. I think an animal is under it. I can’t go on the highway because cars keep on coming. Finally, one stops for me but it gets hit. When I pull out onto the highway, the ambulance and police come and I have to stop too. I see a few people get out of the car involved in the crash, and I know it was their job to keep me from getting away so they got into a crash on purpose. I see Insisidus written on the side of the car. (Lik Insidious but spelled wrong) Then they suddenly have an RV and are staying on the side of the road. They are vampires and the guy’s daughter wants blood but since I was around she drank what normal people drink. I then look up something on the internet, what I think the movie was called. And lots of scary pictures show up.

This dream was pretty weird. I don't recall everything though. I remember being at house though with some girls I don't know and I was walking around or looking for something. Some how, maybe because of that dream I read from JadeGreen or because of the many anime episodes I saw yesterday I was on a huge ship with different people. My younger and older brother were there too and were supposedly babysitting babies. There were a whole bunch of people around though doing their own thing. For some reason I feel that in the dream we were supposed to follow a rule so that we would unlock our true self or so that we wouldn't get kicked off. Either way when it came time for bed I couldn't fall asleep, I think my brother tried kicking me off the ship in my sleep so I left and started walking around where I saw a baby all by itself. I thought about how irresponsible the people and my brothers were for leaving the babies alone and picked one up to take him/her somewhere but as I was walking I somehow was on the roof of the ship or somewhere where these random girls were dancing. They told me I needed to have fun and one of them told me to dance as she pushed me into the crowd. I told her I would try dancing just for once but than all of a sudden the girl pulled my pants down. I was like "what the heck!?" and noticed the other girls butts were showing now. The girl who pulled my pants down said if I don't dance with my pants down I will never find a guy but I ignored her,pulled my pants up and ran off somewhere. I think something made me trip though...I'm guessing it was cause the ship speeded up and someone came up to me asking me why I was on the floor. Than I woke up.

My next dream started off with me talking to my mom and the rest of my family.We were getting ready to leave because we had to escape from someone who wanted to hurt us. But I also recall my dog Max trying to leave the house. I got him to go back inside though and rode on his back like I was riding him like a horse. XD I found it relaxing for some reason and kind of funny. Than me and my mom brought him to the backyard where we talked about something. Than I woke up.

They were...mildly unpleasant fragments.

The first two felt very real. One about the windowsill parting from the wall, and how one end was dark and wet and rotted where it used to sit against the window.
The second was about waking my boyfriend who had fallen asleep at his computer. I turn to the bed, and find that there are a few thick piles of unopened mail. They spill onto the floor, much to my annoyance, but we sweep them off the bed and shake out the blanket.

Then there was one about a weird bathroom. There were two right next to each other, both with small white tiles on the floors and walls, but the stalls were plaster painted a matte dusty white. The men's bathroom had no toilet paper, they justified it by saying that usually men went in there to pee...and didn't need it? In the other one, there was a 'toilet' on the floor. It was just a round bowl, about 10 inches across that no one had bothered to flush, so the water was yellow. For some reason it started to overflow. I had set the satchel I keep my dream journal in on the floor. I kept making annoyed exclamations, with many negations as I tried to haul the bag out of the path of the water. I realized the bottom was already wet, and hoped that the contents would not be damaged. A girl appears in the doorway, telling me that it's not good for me to know that they plan to assassinate the Leader.

29th October 2014

Not a particularly exciting one, but I figured I'd plonk it down for posterity, as it's the first entry in which I've began writing "Dream Notes" at the end, in accordance with a Dream Journal Tutorial I read a while back:

A few recollections from tonight, patchy though they may be. In the first scene, I had gone for a dinner with an old couple; something told me that the older man was either a close family friend or well-known distant relative. He had a gaunt face, was exceptionally skinny with ribbed, wrinkled hands, and was bald but for a few tufts of white hair sprouting up from above his ears; his wife was a large-apron wearing type, and I don't remember seeing her face. Their house was a pleasant place, with an old-time French country feel about it, with rustic wooden counters and floors. We sat down for a meal, though I don't remember what was said.

There was a drive back somewhere in a black Volkswagen Beetle. I sat in the back with the old man, a third person dream camera focused on us, I was on the left and he was on the right (according to the camera's point of view; it would've been the other way 'round for us). He looked very weak, and leaned into my ear to say something ominous in a croaked voice, something about knowing something or someone was coming for me. All I knew was that I ought to be scared, and I was.

We returned to a caravan site where I'd been staying; it was typical fare, a few grassy patches, an ugly square toilet block with wheelie bins put out in front of it, not very many trees. As I observed the toilet-block, a horrible thought dawned on me about what the old man meant; the Gestapo were coming, I knew. This was an alternate realty in which the Nazis won WWII! (I've been reading a book called Fatherland by Robert Harris recently, set in such a world, which would explain this). I ran, getting a first person view through my then-caravan, which was pretty messy, with wooden floors and pans lying all over the cooker; oddly dim and long for a caravan, but I thought nothing of it. That scene (rummaging through the caravan) was probably briefly after the scene I had about to write, come to think of it: Through what few trees there were, a little kid came in a light blue T-shirt; he had short-cropped blonde hair. He said something to me, and before I knew it, the scene suddenly jumped:

We were now on a grassy bank, a large Omega Elite parked on the edge of the hill, and a thick mist ahead, with a vaguely discernible mesh fence only just piercing the gloom. The kid was sitting in the driver's seat, and I was trying to discourage him from starting the car, but he was having none of it; he turned the key in the ignition. I grabbed the key and turned it back, I felt irritated, but no overtly angry.Something told me he was intending to help me against the Gestapo. There was a scene where he was standing outside my caravan on a slightly brighter morning, which looked smaller on the outside, and had a cream tarpaulin canopy over the door; I was standing in cream clothing, the same colour as the canopy, with a mug of coffee, the dream camera in third person; the kid was telling me something, and we had apparently teamed up despite our altercation over the car, but I don't remember what was said, or what happened next, as it was at this point that I woke up. That's all I can recall of tonight's dreams.

Dream Notes: Slept for about 7.5 hours considering awakenings/margins of error. The dream didn't feel particularly long, maybe 40 or 50 minutes, stretched over all scenes, even though there seemed to be time-skips and jump-cuts. I fell asleep at about 3:20 a.m, dreamed briefly of something I don't remember, waking an hour later at about 4:31 a.m, then fell asleep again until about 11:30 a.m. I would put the dream's vividness about 5/10, and my awareness at about 2/10. Emotions felt: Anxiety, fear, irritation, protectiveness (during the car scene). There weren't anything I've yet recorded as a dream sign, but I think I should start to consider caravans as such, as I realise they've appeared in a number of my dreams thus far. I didn't really bother using my MILD technique tonight, I just told myself that I wanted to at least recall my dream unlike the previous night, which I did successfully. I had to lay still for a while to recall everything.

This was a long dream, and I can't recall how all of these plot elements tied together. It started off with me going to some kind of frat party at my college. (Something I would NEVER do IWL, my introvert powers would make sure of that.)
I expected the party to be wild but for some reason, everyone is dressed up in fancy suits/coats and wearing those feathery eye masks. The party is mostly men, but there are a few women as well. The setting is fancy as well, the inside of the frat house is decorated in a sort of modern/oriental way. I recall the walls have this wood paneling and there is this beautifully carved bamboo furniture.
At some point or other, I was approached by some of the masked people. These were the leaders of the frat or something and they have masks that cover their entire faces. I think one of the guys is wearing Amon's mask from LOK. They are holding a silver tray and on it is a paper cup filled with this steaming yellow liquid.
They say that I must drink it... no reason why really... I just have to drink it or bad things will happen. I reluctantly pick up the cup, and hold it to my mouth. I can smell the fumes. The liquid has a nutty, oily aroma. (Oooh, I smelled something in a dream, that's a first.) I then cautiously take a sip and instantly feel very sleepy and pass out on the floor.
...
What followed were a couple of vague flashes of me trying to leave the college.
...
When I came to, I was driving my family's old van up to my house. I had the worst taste in my mouth and I knew it was from the yellow oil stuff I had drank earlier. I parked the van in the driveway and got out.
A police officer pulled up. He was a tall, muscular man with short black hair and a full beard/mustache, probably in his 30's. He told me in a kind voice that he wanted to talk to me about my driving skills.
I asked him if he could give me one moment. My voice was muffled and I felt like I was gagged. I felt my cheeks and I was, with my bandanna. It was tied very tightly around my head. After a minute or so of finagling with the knot, I was able to get it off, and then spit out some of that nasty oil that I had drank earlier. I felt very sleepy and unfocused. I wasn't drunk, but defiantly under the influence of something.
The officer said he wasn't going to write me a ticket, but what he had in store for me was much worse: a lecture on safety and driving. He started lecturing me about driving when I drink these substances, but I had some intense motivation for driving the van home in this half awake state and I was fighting to explain it to him. But I couldn't recall what the motivation was.
...
This somehow blended into a dream scene where I was home. I think this was the next day. The police officer had come in to have breakfast with us. I had been grounded from driving by my parents. In the dream, it was Friday, and I realized that I needed to get to my drawing class, but I couldn't drive myself.
For some reason it was my mom's friend who was supposed to be driving. She was having breakfast with us too. (We were all sitting in the kitchen and my mom was making waffles.)
I was a bit anxious to go, and the clock read something like 11:93. I thought that meant that it was broken and it was really 12:33.
So great... I've already missed half my class.
And, almost as if it were put in the dream just to annoy me, my mom's friend is eating the waffles in super slow motion. Eventually I just figured 'forget it' I'm going to miss my drawing studio class anyways, and just went up to my room.

I think this was a completely separate dream. This one was pretty vivid. I was visiting some beach area with Manei. We have parked far away and have to hike through the woods to get there. Supposedly we are investigating alien activity and other planets.
Okay, that is like every major dream sign that I have in the first paragraph. I guess I was semi lucid though, so we're getting back on track... slowly.
We hiked through the woods until eventually we came to this sand dune. We climbed up it and all of the sudden we were out in the open.
I recall this scene very vividly. There was a huge, broad, sandy valley with a river running through it running into the sea out in front of us. To the left are some mountains. Down in the sandy valley, just to the right of the river is a massive grey alien head (looking to be about 40-50 feet across), face up, eyes open in the sand.
Manei gets all excited because this shows a connection to what is on Mars. She get out this futuristic Ipad device with a clear screen and shows me a picture, from pretty much the exact angle we are looking at. The topography looks very similar, though it is on the polar ice cap of mars. The valley looks the same and the alien head is in the same position and some orientation.
I think that the alien heads were like telepathic nodes or something, but I can't remember...

Spoiler for Marcus:

And completely out of the blue, here is a drawing I did of one of my persistent DCs, Marcus. (I am by no means an art god, but I think this came out pretty good. My roommate thinks he looks like Walter White. I think he looks more like a combination of Steve Jobs and the guy from Vsauce. But that's basically his character,so, yeah.)

Sorry, I couldn't get it to not be tiny. I'll try and fix that later.

Non-lucid, False Awakening, Semi-lucid and Additional notes

Went to take a nap, and I fell asleep while playing some Sudoku, the hard level with diagonals...

.../I'm in the corner of our building. There's a garage door turning to the left side of the corner. Apparently it's part of our apartment. I take two low tom drums and sit next to the playground. I start playing some rhythms that I consider to sound like a war call. I like how it sounds and want to record this one. I see one of the patches is broken. There are a couple of punk kids walking around the neighborhood. I decide to go back into the house taking the two drums with me. Apparently the dream has ended and now I'm still laying on my bed 'thinking'. My 'thoughts' start to appear in front of my eyes, I don't consider this to be a lucid state, I just know that I'm not awake. Then I remember that I have the fractal dare in my things to do list. While I'm waiting for the dream to properly 'materialize'. I look for an image of a fractal where I could start this task. The whole floor turns into a cut shell structure like this:



I'm standing on the lines and notice it's diffracting in small portions of the same pattern to the borders like the borders of a crocheted doily.



I go there thinking that in order to perform the task, I must dive into those small structures. I think I have to zoom into those structures in order to do so. I knee on the web of lines and stare deeper into the structure. It doesn't take too much until I'm inside a huge 3D fractal structure of the same pattern. I think this is going to be awesome when I'm fully lucid. I turn on my back thinking that it's the best image I could come up with. When a thought (those very imaginative thoughts that only show up when I'm dreaming) gets into my mind: "What about if I cheat it? I mean, I could jump into foam bubbles and wallow on it! That's a fractal too". Then I remember it should be a romanesco and the task would be awesome too, like this one shell like pattern I'm wallowing on right now. I wallow extremely happy on this structure. Then I turn and fall to my side and end laying upside down against the mattress which is leaning against the wall. It's very uncomfortable here. I think I could RC to confirm if I'm not already dreaming when some hands pull my feet to the other side of the mattress. It's my wife and she seems to be very horny. She kisses me but her tongue tastes a little bit disgusting and I don't like it's texture, but damn, It has been so long (?) since she doesn't do something like this. I go on with the play trying to drive her passion in the right way/...

* Woke up to realize my little mistake...

I must have been in this elevator in my dream for people were crowding around me tight. There was this woman close to me who didn't mind getting closer to me since we were squeezed in. She was really friendly and put her face right up next to mine. I fell in love with her and she became my girlfriend.

The dream scene changes and we are going on a date. We were supposed to be in a restaurant but it took the form of a train instead. As we were taking our seats they brought our food and set it on the tables. We were on a group date with 6 of our friends. Since we had a big group, this ended in splitting us up since the tables were not movable. I ended up across the isle from my girlfriend, but she was within arms length so it wasn't too bad. Our food was a mix of stuff put into a huge burrito, covering the whole plate. In the burrito was mashed potatoes, gravy, peas, beef, and then the usual burrito ingredients. It just seemed unusual to me, but it was good and we all ate it. A little later in the meal I slid over to my girlfriend's side to be near her. As she cuddled up against me she couldn't keep her hands off me. I know we were making conversation, but I really don't remember the details. Well there was this one part where she had her hands on my left arm, so I gave her a little flex and she was like, "oh not bad".

The dream changes again and now I'm in the back of this boat with my female cousin. There were two other people up in the cab driving the boat. Though they start out slow, they pick up speed as we get further out in the ocean. It is at this time that I notice it has started to rain. It is raining pretty hard now and we are getting wet in the back, even as the boat is going full throttle. Although it is a tight fit, we crawl up into the cab to get out of the rain. This boat has a cab with one long seat, including seatbelts, so we strap ourselves in. The dream scene changes again for me to later on, where I'm in this public bathroom that has a shower, so I'm going to use the shower. As I was getting ready to use it, I realize the effort for privacy was futile and the dream fades out.

I am so HAPPY because I had 3 dreams this night and I can remember them

1. I was in a flat - not my flat but an unknown one, bigger - with my mom, her boyfriend and a boy who was around my age. We were watching the movie E.T. As it was late, I went to my room but I was cold, so I open a box and look for warm clothes inside. After that, I woke up.

2. I went to the swimming pool with my little sisters. After I went out the changing room, I noticed I had forgotten my swimming cap so I went back to it and open the doors, but there was 2 boys inside. They were really handsome and I remember that one's name was Chad. They gave me two swimming cap, but none of them was mine, but finally, they gave me mine. I wanted to see them again and, I don't know how, but I found them. But, when I saw them, they transform into ponies... That was so weird

3. I don't remember a lot of thing about this one. Just that I was walking with some girls and, I wanted to ask something to one of these girls but I couldn't find her. An other girl told me she had something to do, so we went to eat while waiting for her. We went in a kind of restaurant and I ate french fries. That's all I remember

Non-Dream Dream

I am sitting on the couch watching tv with my wife sitting on my lap.

Spoiler for Mildly Sexual:

On the tv there are two young women showing their absolutely perfect breasts. I go under my wife's shirt and start massaging her tits from behind. We are shocked that regular cable is showing naked women on tv. We change the channel to find a commercial with an erect penis resting on a toned female ass, about to enter. Every channel we change to has some kind of soft-core porn on it - and it's regular tv. I am getting extremely turned on and continue rubbing my wife.

Before going to sleep last night I had a very strong feeling that if I wanted to remember my dream and possibly even be lucid, I needed to wake up at two o'clock. I set two alarms: for two and for five.

I'm not sure if I was lucid from ten to two, but here's all I could remember:

It was nighttime, and someone had killed a unicorn--a supernatural being. They were drinking its blood.

So clearly from October's TofM.

I had another dream fragment, but I don't remember it now. Here's what I wrote at two in the morning (so sorry, this is gonna be . . . weird): "My father is a jerk and we're all at Ucon's Quick Stop and he's yelling and blah and Mama's having a bit of a meltdown.

"[A boy from school] was there and he said, 'If someone called you a bad word, what would you do?' "

10.28.14

Last night bed 11:10

I'm in a hotel sort of a building. Sitting on the restaurant patio on some higher floor. I point to the sky. There is a white banner hanging in the air. It has bat from Opehlia's avatar on it. It is soooo cute.

Now there are 2 birds flying up and down on the banner. Someone asks who is that guy up there. I say it's hewhoshapes, he is directing the birds. I pull out my camera and zoom in to see him closer.

I was in a room with people when a mysterious person came and challenged a guy to break a glass with a tool he had so that it was a perfect match to something else. As the guy was breaking the glass I removed the excess glass that was in the shape of letters to the side of the room so no one could get hurt. After that a girl came to me and said I looked like link from Zelda with the hair style I had. She also pointed out that my hair was a inch longer than her hair. I thought her comment was funny and flipped my hair playfully and said " I guess that makes me hot than". I got up and tried to leave but than a little girl came up to me and started asking questions. The other girl who said I looked like link came back to me and told her to leave though. She even tried flirting with me. I wanted to tell her I don't roll that way(I'm straight) but she just ran off before I could. Bored, I walked to the other room and saw my brother playing a game. It was a game where you had to use a paint brush to expell shadow creatures. I took the brush, made a circle and x on one of the shadow creatures but the game said I could not destroy it. To the side I could see that the game character was unhappy with his life because of it. Than I woke up.