non-lucid

Upside: LD 2 nights in a row for final two nights and a memorable WILD, though somewhat short. Downside: not a whole lot of points and the one the next night even shorter.

8/9/14* something sexual in party setting? / parameters of video recording / rental house white paint maybe painted in here looks nice in day..not bright at night. / guy being dragged behind boat as punishment. Acquaintance calls out for him to be freed. / While experimenting with visualizing and taking control of HH's, I fall into a wild. What I at first only saw as an advanced dreamlet that would likely dematerialize, became more as I interacted with it or already was more. I was apparently standing outside perhaps in front of a restaurant or similar area where people would gather in front of and there's this group of people including this sexy woman in a gorgeous dress. It was skin tight with white and earth tones in it with the different colors in blocks on a solid white base. Most of the earth tone colors were horizonal blocks around the midsection and bottom of the dress and there were two vertical blocks over the thighs that were see through revealing her beautiful thighs. Idecide to take action in what I think is a still a dreamlet. I say something complimentary about her and her dress.<<DC interact>> She takes my hand and urges me towards the town car that she apparently came in. As we both climb in the visuals become more ethereal with only flashes of light here and there as we have sex it feels like we are both in space floating weightless and moving together as one in a wonderful moment of ecstasy! This continues for a while until I wake up. Maybe 3-4 minutes total. Wow!!! 188

8/10/14* narrator: gruesome scene but also surreal scene. He used a hammer. / keep paperwork? From time we went to hospital to show hardship. False memory. / thank you bro-law E..for picking me up? Giving me a ride? / normal sport not in normal position, not tired at all. Losing my normal position? At half-time go into school see sexy woman and think if dream I would take action (like I was thinking during wbtb visualization), wake / penises on TV, all different, wife sees and giggles, for some reason I worry during dream that wife may be imagining another man during sex. / on phone with MB, us as witness for lawyer for her divorce case / at school for event, auditorium doors open part way by themselves. I peek in and it is dark and ominous. I take off down hall...Should I Fly?!!! this is a dream! Go for Step3 to the TOTY (sleeping beauty who was also was going to be transformed to Scarlett for my personal goal but I didn't get far at all)...Look for exit...doors locked...I bust through like Superman. I fly super fast up toward "fantasyland" as imagined...maybe 25 seconds and I stop, thinking this is far enough. While deciding whether to step out or fall back,to get into fantasyland, I wake. 189 / JD from 90 minutes North of here brings a baby & small girl...just dropping them off can't stay (ex coming?) I carry baby...big! Pantsless so I go to bathroom find swim trunks. More people coming for a party...swim trunks are embarrassing. Day residue or like baby the other night, also big. Use baby for baby new year in parade. Baby teetering...falls but falls well so he's unhurt. I try to break his fall and miss - too late, and pick him up. Cute woman washing dishes and moving butt sexily (visualization residue for girl friday) I say don't do that...implying provocative. Camera. / I slept too long and still try an afternoon nap before end of competition to try to get more points knowing that the last two nights will not add up to a whole lot of points. Was able to get HH's and interact some but eventually just knock out for the nap.

I've posted the lucid dream at the bottom of this entry but I'm going to start with some non-lucids. I don't usually post my non-lucids in the Dream Journal, but this was a cool series of four NLDs all from the same night as the lucid. All of the NLDs featured Dreamer as well as some other DV folks. The first dream about the magical fox was probably one of the funniest I've ever had.

NLD#1: The Magical Fox

Lots of people on DreamViews are in a big, active study group on advanced dream control. There are 40 or 50 of on this subforum and everyone’s got workbooks that they update regularly. Definite participants include me, Dreamer, Xanous, sivason, NyxCC, and Sensei.

There’s tons of excitement and everyone’s improving rapidly. At some point, we come up with a strange plan to capture a rare, magical animal to use as a class pet. This will somehow improve everyone’s dream control even more. We come up with this awful plan to cut down all of these ancient trees in an old growth forest to drive the creature out of its habitat so that we can more easily capture it.

I’m embarrassed to say that I and nearly everyone else in the class was totally for this plan, but Dreamer is dead-set against it. She objects, begging the study group not to do this and not to destroy this creature’s way of life just to improve our skills a little bit. But everybody’s too excited about the plan to listen.

Dreamer puts a desperate plan into motion. She announces in her workbook that, “I just GASSED!” (Meaning “passed gas”.) And somehow this amazingly strong, room-clearing stench hits the nose of every DV member at same time that she makes this announcement. Everyone stops what they’re doing, horrified.

Now that she has farted her way into everyone’s attention, Dreamer gives a rousing, moving speech about how what we’re about to do is wrong and that we have to change out ways. She says that this magical creature should be free and that it should serve as an inspiration for us out there in its natural home. We shouldn’t be destroying the place that it loves.

She convinces everyone and we halt our plans to deforest the fox's home. Instead, the study group travels out to the forest to commune with the creature and learn advanced dream control this way. The dream ends with a scene of several people sitting down meditating and several others talking about how inspired we all were by Dreamer’s speech.

NLD #2: The Dreamsign
After Dreamer and I exchanged Skype messages during WBTB, I had the following dream (and a huge missed dreamsign):

I look over to see that I’ve received a skype message from Dreamer. It says, “You did wind up falling asleep, right?” I feel guilty for still being “awake” and looking at the clock instead of trying harder to get into a dream. I fret about this for a bit before finally replying with something jokey.

It never occurs to me that she was basically trying to tell me that I’m dreaming right now.

NLD #3: The Watch
This one’s a little hazy, but Dreamer and I have come into possession of a complex, advanced wristwatch that an elderly black woman constructed by hand.

From the top of a parking garage, we get into a car and ride around in the back seat, me watching as Dreamer disassembles the watch into all of these tiny pieces. I worry a bit about how to keep the pieces from getting lost in the car.

We go to some other building to do something important and possibly dangerous, but I can’t recall what was involved.

NLD #4: Hot Street Fighter II
This dream was a cross between skyping and exchanging DV forum posts, the conversation taking place entirely between me and Dreamer.

Dreamer: “I had a dream where you had these super HOT scenes with ladies from Street Fighter II.”

She goes on to mention that she was telling a couple of other DV friends (including KristaNicole07) about the dream. She asks, “I wanted to know if it was okay to tell them you don’t have a beard.”

I ask why they’d need to know that and Dreamer responds: “It’s really relevant to what happened in this dream.” Whatever the reason is that this is relevant, it appears to be highly amusing to her.

After I woke up from this one it occurred to me that there is only one female character in the original Street Fighter II. Maybe we can count Cammy of Super Street Fighter II. Because otherwise, the dream implied that I had a “hot” scene with Blanka or Ken or one of the rest of the crew.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #230: Bold Talk

I’m at home, walking through the master bathroom toward the gym. I’m clumsy, staggering around like I’m dizzy or drunk. Out of nowhere there’s a buzzing noise, electric and unbearably loud. It reminds me of the transition into a dream and I realize that I’m dreaming right now.

I don’t feel stable right away but I furiously rub my hands together, immediately remembering my goal to try to gain total control and confidence in this dream.

“This is my lucid dream!” I bark. “I can do anything!” The gym looks dark and I don’t want to double back. It doesn’t matter, I remember right away that the next thing I want to do is phase outside. I phase through an external wall, expecting to end up outdoors but end up in some new, relatively empty room. It looks like it belongs in my house but it’s not a room that I recognize. Fine. Again! I try another phase through the outer wall…

And wind up in a larger, more bare version of my master bathroom. I’m a little annoyed but I figure that confidence will carry me through this in the end. I hit a nose pinch reality check, breathing in and out a couple of times to cement in my mind that this is a dream.

There’s a mirror and I look over at it to see a more hulking, slightly angrier-looking version of myself. I decide to try to summon Dreamer. I say, “There’s a woman here, right behind!” There’s an uncertain stir in the mirror’s image. I remember to hurriedly add, “And it’s gonna be Dreamer!”

This isn’t working and I don’t have a DC to repurpose as Dreamer. I turn away from the mirror, intending to switch to a handshake summon, but the dream ends.

8/10/2014

Chapter I: Three Travelers
I don’t remember the events preceding but somehow some friends and I had come across three hikers in the snow. We were in a forest in the middle of winter. The forest was somewhat thin. The hikers were injured critically and were suffering from hypothermia. They had amnesia and had no idea what had happened or where they even were. Somehow we were able to surmise that there had been an avalanche and they were caught in it. We got them back to my apartment and took care of them. I do not remember how the hikers looked but I do remember talking with one of them. A young woman (probably mid to late 20s). I think she and I had an engaging conversation. I have a feeling that she shared with me aspects of her life that were of importance to her. I remember feeling particularly bad for her because her injuries were much more severe. I left her wondering if we would get a chance to speak again…we didn’t. She died the next morning.

Chapter II: Necromancy
There once was a man who believed in ghosts
“I know them, I hear them, I see them,” he’d boast
I worked with this man, I knew him well
How this came to be, I couldn’t tell
He came one day and shouted, “Come look!”
“Look what I have! A magical book!”
“This book is special,” he said to me.
“Open this book and ghosts you will see.”
The book was black, a green skull on the front
It looked rather trite if I could be blunt
“How does it work?” I asked this guy
“Open the book, it will blow your mind!”
“There’s a portal! A portal! A portal inside!”
“That allows you to meet those who have died!”
So I opened the book and so there was
A window inside to ghosts abuzz
The ghosts were green and had red eyes
Then I heard a voice, “Have you lost your minds??”
I look and I see, a woman is there
I don’t recall her looks, not even her hair.
The woman came up and then she said.
“What is your problem? Are you sick in the head?”
“Now listen here and listen you,”
“Those ghosts are hostile. They’ll rip you in two!”
What happens next, I cannot recall.
So our chapter ends here. That is all.



Chapter III: Zero-G
It was a normal work day in the backroom at Walmart. It was the latter part of my shift and by this time I was doing picks. I was going to speak with coworker, Sean, about something when suddenly I saw him lift off of the ground. Soon after, I was off the ground too. We, along with several others there, were floating towards the ceiling.
“God damn it!” Sean exclaimed, “Some idiot turned off the gravity again!” Fuck ups were commonplace at the store I worked but until now I had no idea that there was gravity plating beneath the floors of the backroom. I questioned the need for such a thing in a place like this and who on earth would have been stupid enough to reverse the gravity plates (which we apparently have)? I began to consider the consequences of what would happen should I break though one of the skylights. I began to panic at the thought of floating out into space and being lost forever. Anxious, I began to claw at the shelving just beneath me. My fears were unfounded as the gravity plates were set right and we all floated back down. I was embarrassed for panicking the way I did.

Chapter IV: Night Ride
For some reason, my car was out of commission so I had no other alternative but to ride my bike to work. The moon shone brightly in the sky as I rode through the commercial district of one of the small towns. Before I knew it there was a whole line of bikes ahead of me and behind me along with a few cars. I loved riding in this makeshift convoy. But my bike was uncomfortable because the handle bars were low so I pulled over onto the median, making sure to stay out of the way of the other riders, and pulled the handle bars as high as I could. So I rode on but the handle bars were still too low for me and it was very uncomfortable to ride. At the next light, I lowered my seats and was very grateful to the people behind me for their patience as the light had turned green as I was adjusting. They were all very cool about it and didn’t say a word. So I rode on and now I was comfortable. I vaguely remember making friends with a girl who was riding with us but I don’t remember much of the details behind that.
I got to work and was ready to start unloading the truck. My heart race when I thought I heard my supervisor say that we had a 7000 piece truck to unload. I asked him again and I was sure he had said 7046 this time! Which was odd because I could see inside the truck and it didn’t look like that much. I walked up to him and asked how much we had to unload that day and I clearly heard him say 1746. A sigh of relief left as we started to unload the truck. I had a good feeling about tonight. I had a feeling that this was going to be a good night.

Chapter V: The Machine
There was a scientist who had managed to set up shop in the back rooms of Walmart. He was trying to work a machine that could open up portals to other worlds. His attempts were futile as the machine had never worked. But perhaps now it would. You see, this man had an ace up his sleeve. A young boy probably around thirteen or fourteen. This boy was his a assistant.
He turned to this boy and said: “You there! You will be the one to power this machine! The power to make this work will come from you!” The man pulled out a small empty plastic box that was connected to the machine with a couple of wires. The boy stepped in and sat down in the box without saying a word. The man then activated the machine. Exact details of what happened next I cannot recall, I just vaguely remember sporadic bolts of electricity and the ultimate failure of his machine followed by curses from an angry scientist.
“Damn! Damn! Damn!” He shouted, “Why didn’t it work!? Damn it, Boy! Why didn’t it work? Why didn’t my machine work!?” But the boy did not answer. He was dead.

1.
I was in my room(False Awakeing) and had just "gotten up" from my nap. I felt incredibly sick, and went to go look at myself in the mirror. As usual my lights were off and my whole room had that same blue tint to it that it always does when the lights are off. As I came in view of the mirror, I looked at myself. I looked really sick as well, my face was a little red and you could tell that I was extremely tired. I also could barely breath, through my nose and my mouth.
It then occurred to me that because I was sick, I would get to skip workout day today, and this made me a little happy. I was so exhausted, and now I had to pee. I opened my door and walked into my restroom. Because of how tired I was, I just sat down on the toilet seat to take a pee. As I did, I rested my arm upon the ledge of my window directly to my left. I pulled down some of the blinds and looked outside into the afternoon sky. It looked rather dull and boring(which rarely happens in my dreams, I've only experienced dull and boring things about 3 or 4 times in dreams). Because of this, I didn't think that I was dreaming at all.
After I finished my job on the toilet, I got up. I was too tired to lift my boxers back up, and for some reason, I had a shirt on. I started walking to my sink, but noticed that it wasn't there. It was completely gone. Instead, replacing where the 2 sinks in my restroom should be, was a huge window panel that stretched 10 feet wide. It was just like one of those sliding window screens that you can install in your house as an alternate entrance. I also saw a series of black panels, shoved to the side so that people could see through the windows.
At this point, I looked at my hands and thought, "Am I dreaming?" Again, I didn't think so because of how dull the sky looked. I then got distracted from seeing people outside in my driveway. I looked down outside, and saw a lady and her baby in a stroller. She looked up through the windows and I'm sure she saw my dong. I quickly got behind the black panels and started spreading them out so no one could see inside of the restroom. For some reason, I didn't spread them completely.
Suddenly, somehow my restroom extended and now there was another room attached to my restroom, directly in front of me(I know, kind of confusing). Now the lady and her baby in my driveway had turned into a cute teenage girl and her young sister. Now, I became semi-lucid, but still not fully lucid(I'm still not sure whether or not I became fully lucid). Anyways, I decided to stop hiding, and let my dong hang free in front of the teenage girl(no worries, we were about the same age). However, I kind of forgot that her sister was right next to her. :/
The teenage girl came up into the extra room that had just appeared next to my restroom, but we were still blocked by a wall that separated the 2 rooms. Somehow I talked to her, and she told me to stick my hand out the window and touch her hand so we could become "ultra-best friends"(it didn't occur to me that I was being ultra-friendzoned at that same moment). I stuck my hand out of the window and touched hers in the next room. Somehow the wall that separated us disappeared and the rooms became one.
I came into the room the girl was in and talked to her and her sister. They asked me if I could drive them around in my car, I said sure. With this, the teenage girls little sister gave me around 10 kisses on my right cheek. I then told the teenage girl, "Ooh , that's going to be hard to top.", in a way that made it sound like I favored the little girl more, just so I could get the teenage girl to do more. The teenage girl came up to me and gave me 3 kisses. I have no idea why, but this turned me on(lol) and my animal insticts became activated. I controlled myself.
Later we went outside and in my driveway now was a random van. The teenage girl knew this van and so I got inside along with them. We drove away to who knows where, and I didn't even know who was driving. I just went with the flow. As I was relaxing and enjoying the ride, I told the teenage girl that she was a good kisser(joking around) and she looked at me weird as though I just freaked her out and then she moved as far as she could to the left side of the seat to be as far away from me as possible. I felt kind of awkward from here on and just sat there and chilled.

I think I'm having a slight dry spell as DR is quiet bad lately, I've also lost a bit of motivation. Hopefully I will have another LD soon so I can gather some will again.

Dreams weren't very interesting, I was trying to hit some nuts with a baseball bat but I couldn't hit them unless I swung the bat over my head.

Last night I had some very vague fragments of dreams that weren't very interesting.

1. Viva las Vegas

I'm somewhere up high in a penthouse and I can look over a bright city somewhere in the desert that I call 'Las Vegas'. I tell my mother that even though it looks very nice, it's just another city.

I fell back asleep after remembering these dreams so bear with me

my rating 4/5

+First dream is on a foggy day, i am driving in my truck to a camping location. i have friends and family following behind me in another vehicle. we drive through a strange trail of twists, turns and bridges. we see other people camping as we drive by. the grass has some gravel in the tire marks of old tracks so we know where to go. otherwise it is not maintained, the grass is tall. we come over to a bridge, very narrow but the vehicles drop down a few inches once off it because the bridge drops abruptly. we drive off to the campsite. I dont remember much about the actual site itself, i remember walking around observing the landscape. eventually we decide to drive back, and we get as far as the bridge but the vehicles cant drive back over it because of the drop off,so i get out and decide to cross the little water way under the bridge. it is very short but i find out it gets super deep. its also cloudy water. i am handed a heavy pack and it almost sinks to the bottom so i grab it and get out and search for a new way over.

+This dream was kind of creepy. I was with someone, in an old abandoned house in a old style town, like almost colonial times. the house was barren of almost everything, at least in the main areas like the foyer and the hallways, was just dirt and dust everywhere as if wind had blown it around over things. we had to leave because we were going to be found so we went back into this dark room full of candles, a few tables, and a skull, and had to blow out all the candles, making the room pitch black. while i was leaving i walked by a pool of water that must have been from leaking roof or pipes, it was in a little pocket in the dirt. a man and two woman appeared and started talking to me,i walked over till my feet were ankle deep in the water, the man and one of the woman disappeared, and the third woman tried pulling me under water but i broke free from her grip and got out of there. i was then out at some old place that looked like my grandfather's liquor store with a friend. it was the dark of night and the only light was out front. we walked out back where there was a crowd of pale creepy looking people staring at me. i stopped for a moment and i think my friend left. one guy with a shaven head and a jailbird outfit came over and started to attack me, saying something about leaving the house. i had no choice but to fight back. i pulled out my smith and wesson swat folding knife and retaliated. he said "nice try but i can just close this" not knowing the lock was engaged holding it open and i cut his hand, the then tried something that was very painful, like wow couldn't believe how real that felt for a dream, and my stomach hurt like crazy but i told my self keep calm, the military wont need someone who will break under pressure, and i used the knife, (leaving out details here), and killed him. another person tried attacking me but i just threw him far. then the dream ended.

+I got back up and fell back asleep and had another dream. first, i was in an old house know i have been in before. and was trying to explore all its room but i was limited trying to keep my younger brothers away from going so they wouldn't be lost or hurt. so i never got to the room i wanted to. i saw part of it and knew ive seen it before, and don't know why i did not become aware of it. i eventually ended up at a colorful museum and play place type thing where i climbed colorful stairwells into other rooms where i found a box, but i had to climb up ropes to get it, which i did. the feeling of climbing the rope felt pretty real. i eventually got the box but never looked inside.

i have seen this type of building before many time in dreams, the one directly above. or at least, the color scheme is put on a lot of buildings. i also saw an old house i have not seen in a long time in my dreams. both are not real places but memories of places i created in dreams.

What a shame, the comp is over now - it was such great fun!! I can only hope, that I'll keep up the journalling further on...


Going for a final effort I wanted to achieve my first WILD per WBTB - nope, again not, I gave up after 25 min., rolled over and got a DILD in the following dream.

LD #1: I become lucid in a car-park - again I can't say, what did it, just like that. Nose-plug - yepp. I want to have a stable dream, before I do something, so I walk about doing as if nothing was, like I had before. Taking care not to interact with anything too closely, hehehe... Okay - next thing planned is my personal task, teleportation to an alien planet with meet and greet with the inhabitants. I do it by spinning very fast and imagining exotic landscape.
When I stop, I am indeed somewhere else and have really fine optics, but it's not exotic at all - I'm on a beautiful endless field of hip-high grass, but looks very much like earth, and nobody around. So I think - okay - this is another planet, because I say so, and proof will be the alien, I will summon. There's nothing, from behind which I could have her come around, so I try this thing with hand behind my back for the first time. But nothing happens, I try for a while and wake up then...

My very first teleportation ever!! Should have just put that as personal task - typical over-ambition biting me in the butt! But I'm very excited about it - there will be a lot of lucid spinning coming up!!

Dream #1: I'm back at the house - it gets on my nerves, in hindsight, but I'm always happy about finding it in the dream. Somebody else lived in the bungalow, and that was what we might get back, even while people have bought it. They made a hole in the front wall for a big door to the garden, behind it they had created a room, which you could use as a winter-garden. Whatever. The grass in the garden was over knee-high, and I wanted to get out the scythe for cutting it, but then came from the neighbouring house a guy on a mowing machine, sitting on it, driving it, and he did the job for me. When he was through, there were tons of dandelion plants, just the green stuff, and I went at them with some digging tool. Then a girl comes around, says hi - wants to play darts with me - well - of course!! But we don't have a board, we have some weird plastic thing, lying on the floor, and throw at that.

Dream #2: Theoretically I am at university, but turns out, I can't understand the stuff, and have to go back to school. I first think, this will be repeating the last class, but turns out they put me in 8th grade, and tried to not tell me about it. Well - yeah - not much worth of describing - it's about maths, what I didn't understand, and I tried to get books for that, and didn't help. I meet a friend from school, who does some boring job at the reception of a hostel, and think, naa - you got to go through with it, not to end up in a job like hers, but it's humiliating to be with the kids in a class. Yeah - last scene - I miss the bus despite running all out...

Dream #3: It has elements from the book I started at the moment 'The Bohr Maker' by Nagata Linda - great science fiction. It's about a nano-technologically modified guy, illegally so, and he tries to be allowed to be left living. He has something, which helps him breathe back his own oxygen continuously by using a sort of collar, which covers up his mouth and nose and ears, too. He's hiding in our flat from the police, and my husband comes up with the idea of feeding him into his computer, and then manifesting him as a cartoon-figure, which jumps off from the screen, looking like Super Mario, and maybe 15 cm of height. He's doing all these sounds and pirouettes and things, like in the video game. For some reason, this is allowed, and he's very happy.

Fragment #1: I said not long ago, I wouldn't dream of posting - since then, I do! Yeah - about the dangers of lucidity - I forgot, what somebody saw as a problem, and who all posted replies to that...

Fragment #2: On my way home, and again, there's another way, which I am sure, I saw before in another dream, but which doesn't exist.

Ah, but not that doctor, sorry.

I am driving over a bridge with my wife. I make some mistake and suddenly our car is flying through the air. I ask my wife what I should do, but then decide not to land in the water (as I once heard that landing a plane in the water is a terrible idea). I realize, as the ground is rushing up to meet us, that I've made an error. I apologize to my wife before impact, as I believe we are about to die. She tells me to try to land the car as best I can. We hit the ground and crash hard.

Lawrence Fishburne appears in an EMT outfit. I tell him to rescue my wife and he does. Later, I am asking him how I could have possibly survived the crash. He says the "doctor" . . . "cleaned my kidneys!" In dream I think this is amazing, as I only thought kidneys could be removed. He said "the doctor" considered taking them, but then just decided to clean them out. Lucky me! I ask about my wife. He says there is fluid in her lungs and "the doctor" is still working on her.

But perhaps . . . perhaps it was The Doctor?

Otherwise, a few more day residue and job-related dreams. In one of them, I am furious at my wife for making me lose at a board game. She drew a "betrayal" card from the stack, which allowed her to tell everyone what my hand was! Also a bit of a fragment here of a dog turning over and over and over against a closed door.

Really wishing I had pulled an LD out of that one!

.../It was night and I was about to finish my job when an old guy gets in the scene and attacks me. He doesn't look sober, and it seems he has some mental disorder. He's in sandals, wearing shorts and an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. He tries to kick the package I have in hand, which I wasn't able to deliver because of there were something wrong with all the delivery stuff. He starts saying things in German, and it seems he's insulting me because of his face expression. I try to answer and realize that I'm not that good in this language and I cannot translate what I want to tell him. I babble a couple of words trying to tell him he's sort of coward faggot, but it doesn't seem to hurt him because of he answers something like "That's right!". Then I try to tell him, "Then go and fuck your self with a pretty long stick into your ass!!", to what he replies with something like "I've already done that!" while going away/...

* Wake up frustrated...

.../I'm with my foster mother, telling her some recent stories I lived which includes some anecdotes that include my biological mother's origins, when I realize she doesn't like to hear it/...

.../We are gathering in my wife's friend's house. I go out with her to show where we are living now, it's a seventh floor, and I have to count the floors to point our apartment window/...

* It's nice that I finally saw more details about that apartment.

Dream 1:
Faffing about trying to move out of a building. My brother keeps running off to pack more things and I'm getting impatient.

Eventually we get going in a van that contains another van. My brother derives down the road at breakneck speed, barely missing cars at the junction at the bottom of the road. I tell him off for that.

Dream 2:
I've run out of clean undies (all packed in the van?) So I start looking for somewhere to hand clean some dirty undies. As I keep going, there are more and more bits and bobs in the sink, with people adding things as I try to clean everything and the sunk growing to accommodate the heaps of junk.

I came in from the outdoors, where I was doing something I can't recall now, and joined a group of other people in a room. It was like a big classroom, there were two or three dozen of us, and, we were each given papers relating to a long questionnaire with instructions for how to fill it out. There was a white sheet, a green sheet, maybe even a blue sheet with the actual questions, and a portion to be answered by computer, and the instructions were very confusing. The white sheets were all pre-marked with answers from various previous respondents -- different for every sheet -- which made things even more confusing. "So are we supposed to put our answers on the green sheet only, the computer only, or duplicate them on both?" After asking a lot of questions along these lines I went to a smaller room and got started. There was a middle-aged Asian guy sitting in a chair who had already gotten through a few questions.

The first question asked me about the window curtains in the room, and a display of copper figures set up on the window ledge. I was to axamine these first, then return and answer some questions about them. I examined them and was able to ascertain that they portrayed the flight of Helen and Paris to Troy, the event that led to the Trojan war. While I was studying, them, the aministrator of the questionnaire (a middle-aged white guy with a stern military bearing but remarkable patience for my constant questions and expressions of disgust at the confusing protocols) came into the room to see how we were doing. He gave us further advice not to answer the questions in such a way that we would incriminate ourselves, The Chinese guy nodded ruefully as though he had already made that mistake. "I haven't even finished the first question yet!" I exclaimed, frustration in my voice. Even the first question was so complex it was taking forever. "I'm supposed to examine this tapestry first!" I was tempted to point out that I would probably be here until late at night, well after the others had all left, which I assumed meant that the administrator wouldn't be able to go home either, but figured it was too early to say for sure. So instead I just complained, "And why does it start with question 'B'"? Indeed the very first question was labeled "B". I was afraid my tone be too irritable and anger the administrator, but he just nodded sympathetically and left.

I turned to the text of the actual question. It said that the copper figures on the windowsill had been made in the 13th century by an artisan named "Jason" something. I wondered why such old pieces had been gathered here, in this unremarkable building, instead of in a museum somewhere. Then the question went on to suggest that the identification of some of the figures had changed over the years, and asked which ones I thought they were. I had noticed that some of the figures had small white sticky labels with the names of the characters handwritten on them, so I concluded that these must be the ones that needed special identification, likely because they had previously been understood differently. So I wrote something to that effect on the green sheet, trying to keep my answer concise because the form only provided a single line to write on.

Then I moved to the second question. It was more abstract. It was something along the lines of, "If you are in a building and instructed to find room 190B, where would you look?" (I'm not sure of the exact number; it was a 3-digit number followed by the letter 'B'.) I had a brief vision of an exit that led directly outside, thus evidently on the ground floor. I was starting to wonder if these were all trick questions. Feeling sarcastic and and annoyed, I wrote: "Is this a Google application?" (I've heard that Google tests potential applicants with puzzles, though we had been told the questionnaire was just a standard performance measure.) I thought the vision of the ground floor might be deliberately misleading, and remembered how the numbering of soom buildings got confusing because they were built on a slope so the ground level was different on either side, and wrote next, "Is the building on a hill?" I reckoned then that the "B" might be significant and provide the easiest answer to the question, which didn't ask which floor the room was on, after all, only where to find it. The number itself might be a red herring. So I concluded my response with "Is there a 190A?" I wondered if it would be acceptable to answer the question with three questions of my own, but given how irritating this questionnaire was, I decided that I would not restrain myself from responding sarcastically when the question was vague.

Fragment: I am eating Pizza. Not trying to feed some zombie mutant form or anything. Just eating pizza. And I am actually eating a sane amount rather than last time.

I am watching a science fiction movie about the first manned mission to mars. It is a partnership between Nasa, China and the European space agency.
The first thing that I can recall seeing is the ship. It is huge by 'realistic' standards, perhaps 40m wide by 20m high by 100m long. The European space agencies worked to build the crew housing as well as find the crew members. China was responsible for the 'light speed engines'. I don't think they could go light speed necessarily, but they were engines that made the ship go very fast. Then attached to the outside were the engines that Nasa built designed for landing the ship on Mars. They were not as fast but they worked better when near planets, because supposedly the Chinese engines were affected by planet's gravity and could explode.
The ship is docked to the ISS, and there are two space shuttles there as well. The movie goes into some characters that are getting ready to board the ship, such as the captain. I think in total, about 10 people will be going to Mars.
We then see another character. A woman who was chosen to go, but declined as she had the feeling that something would go wrong. She was at home (somewhere in rural England) where there was a strong thunderstorm rolling through. She is with her daughter, who looks a lot like her, though is about two. She is talking on the phone with the people at the space agency saying that there is one last shuttle going up tomorrow and that if she wants to go, she still can. The woman says 'No' that she would rather take care of her daughter than be a part of history.
Cut back to outer space. Mars is coming in range to go to. But now here is the funny part. Mars comes REALLY close to earth. I mean like the planet was probably only a few thousand miles over the surface at its lowest point. I then carries on past earth. Supposedly the mission was supposed to 'chase' Mars after it passed earth. So the astronauts wait a few days.
So the big day comes. Time to fire the engines and chase down Mars. Right before the engines fire, we see that the crew checks in with the space agency. We see that something small on the ship has just detached from near the engines. There is a shot of the captain turning on the engines.
The Chinese engine fires, but only the one on the left. The one on the right seems to be malfunctioning, and spitting out fuel. The ship begins to spin violently. They try to turn on the Nasa engine to bring it into balance, but the Chinese engine is much more powerful. The ship begins to spiral down to earth, then the Chinese engine goes offline because it is too close to the earth's gravity. Using the Nasa engines, they are able to stabilize the ship before it falls into the atmosphere. The space agencies goes into emergency mode to fly up and fix the engine before Mars is out of range.

IWL, I'm going to college in the fall.

So I am going to my first day at college. The campus feels much more built up than it is IWL. I meet my roommate who has long curly hair and seems like a nice guy.

I forget a great deal of what happened, but I recall this part where everyone is drawing with sidewalk chalk. There are some very talented artists present. I try to draw a character but for some reason he continually becomes very small. I scratch him out and try to draw the character huge, like 10 feet high, but I look away then look back and my drawing is tiny again.

Dream - Lucid

I was at someone else's house, though I'm not sure whose. I was in a bedroom. Then, I was in the bathroom, and my brother was in the shower. The shower was disgusting. The walls and floor were made out of these big, silver metal tiles. They were covered in grime and rust. Every time the water would hit the tiles, it would temporarily wash the grime off, but it would immediately rust over and be gross again only seconds later. Blech.

Then, after my brother got out, I decided to try to clean them. I used a hose from somewhere else instead of the shower water. It was working! I showed someone, maybe my mom.

I then saw my grandpa walking around. IWL, he died a few months ago. In the dream, I knew this as well. I was thinking that he wasn't real, or he was confused and still thought he was alive. I then pictured a cartoon, caricatured version of him.

Other things happened in this dream, but I can't recall them all right now.

~

I was trying out for a part in some Star Trek-like TV series. I was a co-pilot on a starship with Neil deGrasse Tyson (fux yeah!). The scene was that someone would come onto the bridge and attack us. I had to outsmart the attacker and save us. The attacker was also trying out for the same part. Whether or not I outsmarted them, or vice-versa, determined who got the part. I did this the first time around, outsmarting an alien attacker. Then, the second person came, and she outsmarted me. The audition had barely started, and I knew it was over when I saw her immediately. She had thought of something that the other person didn't think of. I think she came in from another entrance. When I knew I was done for, right as I heard gunfire, I said
"I'm dead."

I was disappointed, but happy for the lady who got the part. She looked very familiar. She was a short, black kind of stout woman. Then, it hit me. I asked someone
"Is that Dr. Bailey from Grey's Anatomy??"
They said yes.
I was looking forward to watching the series. I then "remembered" seeing her on the series. It was like the series had already happened, and I had already seen her in it. She looked a bit different in this TV show than in Grey's.

~

Dallas and I were driving through what was supposed to be my old neighborhood in my old town. We were going to my old house. The houses in the neighborhood were all huge, like mansions. I told Dallas
"My house isn't this big."
He replied saying that he wasn't so sure about that, that he'd heard about my room. I then knew he was talking about my room being a basement. I pictured a stone walkway into a doorway that led to my underground room (did not have such a thing IWL).

We kept driving through the neighborhood, and the houses were getting bigger. One of the houses looked more like a motel than a house. I pointed that one out to Dallas. Some of them looked like they were cross-sectioned, like they were doll houses. Some looked like shadow boxes.



I remember one of the shadow box houses looked like it was a deep purple. It had things inside of it too, like the picture, though I can't remember what specifically.

I then remember being at the house with Dallas. We were in my room. It looked more like the guest room that was in that house in IWL.

~

I was talking to Dallas, trying to remember if an event really happened or not. I "remembered" back when I worked at the coffee shop, Kacey and I had won tickets to go to this coffee workshop thing, and also tickets to go to the moon. I knew the coffee workshop thing really happened, but I just wasn't so sure about the moon. I could "remember" being on the moon, experiencing zero gravity, but it didn't seem like a real memory. Dallas said that I had said that I had really gone, but I had some major doubts about it. I didn't think Kacey went with me to the moon either, even though she had won a ticket as well.

I then was "remembering" being in a parking lot at dusk, walking around, when I saw something that looked like a mixture between a car and a kiosk. It had no front wheels and seemed to be attached to the ground. It was a shiny, silver metallic color and looked very futuristic. Outside of it was what looked like a parking meter, or something you'd put change in. It's really hard to explain this. I did not understand what it was in the dream. At first, I thought it was a futuristic car, but I noticed its lack of front wheels, and the fact that it was attached to the ground. I kept walking and saw another one not far behind it. I then remembered that it had something to do with the moon, something about training maybe? I can't recall for sure.

I was then in a classroom, talking to a teacher who was sitting at their desk. There was another person or two there with me. I was wearing my cat ears for some reason. The desk was across from the front door, which was open. Another teacher walked by that looked like Mr. Marlatt, an AP English teacher from my high school. He stopped and gave us a funny look. He had no idea who we were. He then left, and I joked about what he could have been thinking, saying something like
"Who's that fool in the cat ears?"
I then took them off, but put them back on. I love my cat ears.

~

Very fragmented sleep last night, but at the same time, I slept better than I have in awhile. It was much needed. Lots of interesting dreams too. It seems that lately, I've been dreaming about "remembering" alternate pasts, events, false memories, or whatever.

Fragment 1:
Whizzing around in boats


Dream 1:
A loop about lucid dreaming. I am trying to pull off some kind of lucid challenge and keep going back to sleep after not quite managing it.

I manage to avert a nasty violent argument on the final attempt, a bystander appears to remember the argument that happened in the previous loop and is scared when I turn up but is relieved when I manage to change the story this time around

Fragment 2:
Dancing on the sofa to the band outside