non-lucid

So, I haven't been keeping very good track of dreams.

Helicopter:
About a week ago - had a dream I was in a helicopter with someone. I looked down and there was fog rolling across a field, rolling in waves like an ocean. There was a storm in the distance, I could see it across several farm fields, but it was beautiful. On the edge of the fields there was a forest. The helicopter flew down until it was only a few feet above the ground, and we flew through a forest. I had a vague idea I was dreaming, and I wanted to share this with one of my friends, so I tried to turn the helicopter pilot into one of my friends. I looked away and looked back. When I looked back, her face was blurred out, but she hadn't fully changed. When this stuff happens, you'd think it would be super creepy in a Silent Hill sort of way, but when I am dreaming it's just a "this didn't completely work" sort of thing and doesn't bother me. I woke up.

I've had a few lucid dreams over the past 2 weeks but I've also been bad about recording those, so I'll just record last night:


Lucid:
Woke up ~8 am. Got up to use the bathroom. Went back to bed with the idea that it would probably be easy to transition to a lucid dream at this point.

Fell asleep, as normal. At some point, I became semi-aware while I was in the grey fog. I am familiar with the fog, by now. I knew that because I didn't "have a body" at the moment, I wouldn't be able to enter a dream (this is something it took a while to figure out, and it's just the way it works for me). I decided to do my technique of "walking" forward until my feet took form I could see my feet. I looked down at where my feet would be and began "walking". After spending a while doing it, suddenly my feet came into being. Once they came into being, I decided to try to bring an environment into being. Suddenly, the world popped into place. It startled me so much that I fell on my butt.

I was now sitting in a yard in front of a house. It was very clear. There was a house behind me that I didn't notice very much, and trees all around me. The grass I was sitting on was vibrantly green and soft. I saw some little flowers growing in it (like little daisies) and thought about picking one. Before I did that, though, I decided to look around. Everything was crystal clear, no "dream fuzziness" at all.

I heard a car in the distance. It stopped at the curb next to me. Curious, I stood up to take a look. I could see the driver inside, his features were quite clear without the "dream fuzzies" that sometimes happen when I see a dream character. He opened the door and stepped out and suddenly everything became fuzzy and gray again.

My body had disappeared again. I began to rub my hands together. After a while of rubbing, they suddenly appeared in front of me. I was pleased and tried to cause the landscape to reappear. Unfortunately, I guess I hadn't stabilized enough because my hands disappeared again and I woke up a little bit.

I settled back down and tried to imagine walking while looking at my feet again, and holding the hand of a friend to try to make them appear with me once I "existed" again, as sort of an anchor (I am holding onto them and they are in the environment that we are both in, so they stabilize me and vice versa). It doesn't really work and I feel like I can feel my feet shuffling in my bed (I'm never completely sure if they actually are or it is an illusion that they are).

It doesn't really work. I give up and drift into deeper sleep.

Kitten:
I dream I am robbing banks as an accomplice with a dream character (Caucasian guy with dark shaggy hair, thin and generally unhealthy and unreliable looking). At one point we end up in a production room where people are packing up cocaine for distribution. I have a tiny orange tabby kitten and I am worried about its welfare. I carry it with me at all times. We are going to go rob a bank and crash at a motel and my fellow bank-robber tells me to just leave the kitten outside and it will be fine. I start to leave it there but panic and come back and bring it with me. It's a huge inconvenience, but I cannot bring myself to leave my kitten alone outside where something may happen to it.

I see on the news that I am being listed as an accomplice for murders, but I haven't murdered anybody, and I didn't know that my bank-robbing buddy has been killing people. I decide I need to get away now, that even if I'm on the hook for robberies I'm definitely innocent of killing people. I can't leave my kitten behind, though, I am too worried about it. I'm also worried something will happen to it if my bank-robbing accomplice or the police catch up to me. I run through the woods (I don't have the van/car) and come upon a house there. I know that one of my IRL friends, James, lives in it, and that it would be safe to leave the kitten with him because I trust him. He opens the door and is friendly, as if he doesn't know I've been robbing banks (or doesn't care), and happily agrees to take care of my kitten.

I am with PL near some stairs to a temple. The sun is setting and everything has a yellowish tinge. He is near some stairs himself that have holes in the sides. He cups his hands around the holes, as if he's playing the harmonica (PL was playing harmonica earlier that day), and beautiful musical notes begin to play. He does this around several holes, and it makes me remember how much I want to improve my musical abilities. I try to create the notes myself by imitating his technique and am able to do so successfully. There's a guard nearby, and he's impressed with our abilities. PL then begins to sew up a sleeping princess zelda from her belly up through her chest. I ask him if he's sure about what he's doing, and he assures me its fine, though I still have my worries. After zelda is sewn up we begin walking together through some rocky plains. He tells me that we should walk through some clay because it's hydrophobic (earlier that day PL had talked to me about hydrophobic substances) (I then see some clay dropping into a clear glass of water, clearly seeing individual clumps of clay floating in the water). He says it would be awesome if we could walk through some clay, because we could look back at our tracks and tell if we were dreaming or not. I respond that that's a good idea, but we can just walk through some dirt and get the same effect. He says something along the lines of truuuuuuuuuuuuuu, and we proceed to walk through some dirt.

Later, I'm watching Bleach with my sister, or at least have the impression that I am. (This whole sequence is first person from Orihime's POV) Orihime is with some of the other characters, when suddenly she is in this other dimension (it's like a really blue region with white lines flying past, like the animation for extremespeed in FR). She tries to disappear (which is something I was thinking about earlier that day for my PAO), but this blue guy appears who blends in with the environment. She's scared. Apparently, this guy's a time traveler. I'm unsure about what his intentions are. Idk if he's a bad guy or what. She asks him to take her back to 2:30 am, which he does. She's suddenly in her bed and looks up at her digital clock (green), that indicates the time is 2:30 (ish, sometime rlly rlly early in the day). She gets up. The room is dark, but clearly has brown wooden floors and walls. Orihime asked to be brought back to this time, so she could warn her friends. I ask my sister (without seeing either of us) why Orihime was scared when she has abilities, but I don't remember what my sister says.

In a separate dream...

I'm in this really big building, like the CC building. I'm watching basketball from a 2nd floor looking down at the court. I'm definitely with my Uncle E, and I think my mom as well as some other relatives. I particularly notice everyone sitting really close to the edge, especially uncle E, and I'm like man you guys gon fall off. I'm under the impression E wants to talk to me about TL's (something my mom had talked to me about irl a couple days ago), but I don't really have anything to tell him about this. I get up and walk around. Outside, I'm explaining that I don't like people sitting courtside who aren't really fans, and my mom says I'm a racist. I respond something like nah I'm not a racist, or look at the behavior of these ppl yourself. I'm pretty sure I'm outside at this point and there may be more I've forgotten.

FRAGMENTS (not from tonight):

-Broken down on the side of the road
-Infiltrating a mall, going by this stand at the front, walk by chinese restaurants in the mall
-Playing basketball at the old community center near RC drainin shots like nobody's business
-Walking through a foresty marsh (maybe running?) there's a big bridge at some point. Later I'm getting food from a restaurant with some other ppl. I think it's Jimmy Johns
-I'm inside this facility that has dirt floors and really shoddy built up buildings inside (idk how to describe it). I'm with one other person and we get all the way through. At the end we have to escape the way we came. I get the feeling there's some ppl we have to avoid.

I got a lucid last night, it was odd, because lately I have not been doing reality check and have not been getting many lucids but when I do without them for some reason I am wandering around and then....I just know.

Anyways, to the dream.

I was in a dream, I was in some time of building. Reminded me of New Yorks train station or some crap. It had this big globe, and their was lucsious light flowing in. There were people there, one was a girl, and I think their also was a guy? No idea.

I think I was following the girl, when I realised I was dreaming seemingly. I guess I had a "urge" and started doing it, when I remembered my goal

I need to play the song!

So I realised, I need to get the people and the instruments! At the time, I was at my house in my garages doorway (the door that leads into the garage from the inside) and their was this guy I can't remember teaching my some trombone tricks that only work in my dreams because it involved me moving and that would affect the sound. After that I woke up, but lets see another dream!

This was a uncomfortable non-lucid, and here is how it went.

It started out that school was over, and I completely forgot about my football practice AND my bus left without me. Everyone at the school was gone except my buddy, which we'll just call S, who was getting a ride from his dad. His dad came and S went in and for some reason it took awhile for S to tell his dad and S was smiling at me, so was his dad, until for some reason for no reason I was on a bus suddenly, driving away from them. I was shocked, then realised something.

This isn't my bus.
I started getting scared and screaming, until I somehow realised my crush was on the bus, which we'll call her SY. The bus was lumbering in the wrong direction with me on it. At one point I guess I was dropped off at this..house. It reminded me of Alice in Wonderland, because their was purple glows with this cartoony looking houses. Anyways, I went inside and the rest was blurry, I think I met this girl or whatever.

I went outside, and in the dream and after woke up thought nothing of it, but their was a car (that was supposed to be...mine?) destroyed their. Blown up. It wasnt just any car though

It wasn't just docs time machine


It was redstars CAR!
Now, imma get a bit off track here, but let me introduce to you..redstar. He's been with me for about 2 years now, and basically he is me in my mind. He is me, except not me. He has god powers, and can do anything really. He goes on adventures with multiple universes like My Little Pony, Human, Doctor Who, any really. He was born on gallifrey with the doctor, where the "Gods" and the Time Lords lived together but not with harmony, much conflict. He was still best friends with the doctor. Anyways, redstars car was a Tardis combined with a delorean. I never have dreams about redstar, and this little hint set me off with something that could be unsettling.

My dreams were mocking me.

Eventually, the girl gave me money to get on this Transit bus and I made my way back home, when their was these two cops and this crazy black guy with a shotgun threatening my mom (the cops weren't, they were trying to kill him)

Nothing really happened after that, but I guess I can call this memorable.

In my last dream somewhere near the end I was in my room and my mom came in the room mad at me. She said I made the bad man know where the secret waterfalls are. Than she turned on the tv to show me people in a dirty place filled with water gushing all around. I said "I didn't do that, what are you talking about?" Than we ran outside to my backyard. There was a man who wanted to battle my mom. I became lucid at that point and wanted to get in some of the action. So when the man was kicked into the air i kicked him down and he landed near the fence i think and came out his body cause he was dead i guess. After that my mom changed into a spirit and they went their own way fighting. I decided to explore so i flew and saw lots of forest trees below. Than i felt a feeling that something familiar was near and saw a cemetery with a huge building. It was snowing a little and was cold. I was flying to the ground and saw a few houses made out of candy. I could see people sitting on blue chairs talking to each other and i announced out loud that this was a dream. After that people started leaving. I heard a boy talk about someone who cut a boys head off cause he got jealous that his girl was with another guy. I went inside a house and found i was back at my house and went into a room.There were four people there talking. i decided to watch Tv so i turned it on with the remote. On tv there were live small previews for movies and a little sing along but i wanted to see something more interesting. That's when i noticed there was one person next to me and i heard footsteps coming downstairs. I told the person to shut the door but the door wouldn't shut fully. Suddenly a guy burst through the door with a knife going through a crazy moment. Looked like he was jogging in place and having a mental break down. I felt negative energy from him but just observed him, not scared because I wasn't going to let fears get me in my lucidity. I think some things from the dream happened cause of another person's dream i read though...>w>

6/8/14

Last night bed 10pm

Tired a and sleepy from 6 am shifts and then working second job from home.

Finally recall!

Lots of dreams. As I woke up at night, I re-tell myself, so I don't forget.

1. I'm cutting pineapples

2. I'm walking down a street in Thailand, on the right sidewalk. Some people, including a police offficer on the left sidewalk and looking at me suspiciously. So I walk over to that side and stop by the window. It's a small police post. It's empty. I expect the male police officer who was sitting on the chair just outside to get there and talk to me. But a female police officer walks in, sits in a chair and starts talking to me in italian.

I figure it must be international language, but I am kinda puzzled as to why italian. I don't really know what to tell the officer. I don't really need anything, I only went there to show them they should not think of me as suspicious, I'm safe. So I say "hi, good morning, my name is [my real name]. I'm thinking really hard what to ask her, coz I really don't need anything. I feel bad.

3. Cruiseship museum? Walking on it. It's in a dock. City is on the left.

Alright! I had a lucid dream tonight after doing a WBTB and SSILD, if I can get frequent results using SSILD it will become my main technique for induction. I really don't know why or how it works but I look forward to next night.

1. Killer planes...

I was with some friends near a wall and next to the wall were seats, there was an opening in the wall were a small plane frequently flew through. We wanted to sit as close as possible to the hole so the plane would barely miss us, one friend sat so close the plane near smashed his head but he said I shouldn't worry.

2. Alright lucid, and now what?* (SSILD)

I was flying above a pine forest and suddenly I know it's a dream, I land in the forest and the pine trees are red and orange. On the ground level the water is 1 meter high and I do an RC to check, as I plug my nose and breath in I can clearly feel the cold air going down my throat. Suddenly I'm quiet worried of the fact I'm standing in water. (IRL I really don't like standing in water while I don't know what's in it...) A large waves formes and throws me off balance, as I go under I get teleported to a place I can't remember but it was urban. There I did the nose plug RC over and over cause I just couldn't believe it was true, then I looked at my hands and saw they were deformed. I tried flying several times but failed, after that I tested myself with some basic questions... "How old am I?", which I answered wrong cause I said "I'm 15 years old.", while actually I'm 16. DERP! For some reason after many failed attempts of flying I got bored for some reason and woke myself up. (I feel stupid now, I could've done more things...) I was suddenly in my bedroom and it was Sunny outside. Then I fell asleep again and woke up ones again but now it was raining. I got out and asked my sister who was already awake "Has it been that grey for whole the morning?", she said yes and I knew I had an FA... I should really do an RC everytime I get up now.

One thing to note is that last year when had a DJ I had my first LD after 8 entries and this time I had an LD again after 8 entries... according to the other DJ I should now have a night without an LD and then I should have a night with an LD again. Let's hope I can break the chain and become lucid tonight already!

6/6/2014

It's interesting to note in regards to the first part of the first dream that this morning I happened to run into the RA that appeared in my dream (not necessarily a very frequent occurence). And I thought that the dream was wrong and that she was graduating next year, but apparently she is graduating right now. She also mentioned during our conversation that she is super busy. Nothing about an art museum or anything that I had forgotten , but interesting coincidence nonetheless.


In bed: 1:20 AM - 9:20 AM

#8. I. 5:45 AM
My old RA is graduating soon. I am talking with her and ask her if there’s a time we could catch up. She says that she is super busy though and occupied almost constantly. Then, she suggests that I am forgetting about something. Apparently, we already established that we happen to be going to some art museum event on a Wednesday soon.
I am working in a school building with multiple floors. I ran into my old RA when I was downstairs. I am mostly on the third floor though. There is an open balcony, so you can see down to the other floors below pretty easily like in a mall. There is some sort of summer camp-like thing going on with a bunch of kids one side of the third floor across from where I am usually at. But whenever, I go over to the bathroom on the third floor, it is right outside their room, so I sort of feel that I am intruding.

#9. II. 8:50 AM
I am helping with a massive event at a school, seemingly of high school students. There are generally tons of volunteers here for it though, so my presence being there is not necessarily all that helpful in general. I usually get there early and help with opening and starting up when there’s a lot less volunteers then kind of just hang out after that. I go upstairs eventually where there’s especially a lot less to do, and am just standing around a lot. On the message group for this event, one of the people in charge who I know of posts a message saying that one of the kids has gotten sick and that she needs help, not really knowing what to do. I come only later on though and at that point, I see that they are still handling the situation with the sick kid, but that it’s mostly under control by now. The boy is sitting in a chair with a few people around him, some helping, some more watching. As I come by, someone asks me what I think might be wrong with him based on that he has a runny nose. I consider different options, but don’t get a chance to respond because of other people talking. Someone is sitting in front of another kid who is doing some practice activity with writing or something. The person asks me to take over monitoring the kid which I am slightly hesitant about.

June 07, 2014

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Yellow Two-Tailed Alpacas

I was in a rural area, walking along a country road with my mom. To our left was a field, growing something that looked a lot like corn, but I wasn't sure what it was. To our right was a wooded area with some small cottages along the road. I spotted a deer in the woods and pointed it out to my mom, who then fell behind because she was watching the deer, who were going the same direction as we were, but more slowly.

The woods to my right ended, and there was an open pasture with a small house on stilts. Just past that was a steep hill (the base of the hill was along the road), about 15 feet high, with a fence at the top of it. There were sheep mulling about inside the fence. I could only see the ones that were right at the fence, because it was higher up. I noticed a hole in the fence a little further down, and walked toward it. When I reached it, I met a little girl who looked a bit worried. She didn't say anything to me, and when I looked behind her, I saw a large yellow alpaca with two long tails and very long fur. It had gotten out through the hole in the fence, and I helped the girl coax it back in, though we didn't have anything to fix the fence with, and did the best we could to block it with random stuff.

I heard a dog-like sound in the distance, and wondered out loud if it was a wolf. It sounded very wolf-y to me. The little girl said it was just a neighbor's pit bull, but when it got closer and barked again, and then howled, we both knew it was wolves, and so we turned to find that little house on stilts in order to warn the woman who lived there that her flock was in danger.

She was worried as well, and said she would drive over to get someone to help her fix it before the wolves got to her flock. But it was about to storm, and so she offered for the little girl and I (and my mom, who was just now catching up) to stay in her home while it rained.

As we sat in the cottage, after maybe 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door, and the sons of one of my mom's high school classmates, Charlie and Andrew, came in soaking wet. We all wait out the storm inside the little cottage, and the little girl tells me she has a crush on the younger of the two brothers, and I tell her it's a bad idea because he's a pervert (hahaha! He's not IRL).

Once the storm had passed, I was sitting on the front porch (more specifically, laying on my stomach), looking at some papers that were on the porch. I hadn't noticed them on my way in, so I wondered if someone might have left them while it rained. I can't remember what the papers said. There are also a lot of little folded paper stars in yellows, whites, and pastel blues.

An old man in a straw hat came up to me and said something unnerving, but I can't remember what it was. Honestly, I can't even remember if it was unnerving or not, but whatever he did say made me go back inside.



I'm not sure whether the following was part of the same dream or a new dream that blended with the other one by the time I woke up.




Nice One, Zukin

I was in a small cottage (though I don't know if it was the same cottage or a different one), or rather, I had just walked into one. About 7 women were seating in a circle, holding hands and chanting something I don't remember. They had me join them, and it was a bit weird, because I didn't know the words and it felt very cultish to me. Once that is done, all the women smile and we eat some food. A young man came in and was getting food, and sat down on a couch near me, putting the plate on his left knee. He seemed to know exactly what I was thinking (which was, What the heck was that chant?), and said, "It's something from the bible, from Genesis." I have no idea if it actually was, because: 1. I don't read the bible, and 2. I can't even remember what the chant was anyways.

It's at this point in the dream that I remember that Zukin had been kidnapped by an enemy country of the one I was visiting. I didn't dream this, but I knew that I had been there for about a month (Zukin was kidnapped on our first day in the new country) and had been training with the country's military so that we could get Zukin back.

Then, I am out of my body, watching scenes of Zukin's past month; she is training with the enemy army, too, and getting very close to the young General of their forces. She soon becomes his trusted right-hand-man, so to speak, and I can see that he is romantically interested in her. I see this all in my dream, but, as in one of my other dreams, my dream-self knows nothing of it.

Then, I see the enemy country preparing for battle; they are going to invade the country I'm in. Because both countries are located on the largest islands of an archipelago, they have to get here by boat. Zukin and the General take up the lead. They both have individual boats (they are driving Stocherkahns with a modified pole that has a wide fan at one end, which I saw them using to turn and maneuver better among the rocks and islands), and the rest of the army is organized 10 people to a boat with two people propelling it to make up for the added weight.

Suddenly, Zukin makes her boat pull ahead of the General's, and cuts him off, causing him to tip. She zooms ahead, laughing and cheering about how she fooled him and how she could finally get back to her vacation (since we were on the island for vacation).

Then I am back in my dream-self's body, and I'm standing at the top of a stairway leading right into the water (it was like this in shape, but of stone, taller, and steeper. There was a metal railing along the top parts, as they were look-out spots). I don't know exactly why I am here, except that I felt I should be here.

Suddenly, I see Zukin's boat rush by, and she jumps off of it and onto the stairs, running up and warning me that enemies were coming. I'm so happy to see her alive and well that I barely realize when the enemies have crowded the stairway. This would have been their infiltration point. The General jumps up onto the first step of the stairs and his army stays in the their boats behind him. Zukin hands me one of two spears she had been holding, and the General asks her why she has betrayed him, and that he thought she loved him. In response, Zukin throws her spear at him, which he just barely dodges and catches. Then, for some reason, he puts it between his leg like someone pretending it was their huge dick. "But I love you!" He said. "Come back to me, please?"

Zukin walks along the wall to the right of the stairs, all teasing, and says, glancing back at me, "Well, he is kinda cute, isn't he?" And I have to agree, because he is pretty darn good looking from what I can see. But I just grin and don't answer because I know exactly what she's going to do. It was a telepathic moment.

The General heard what she said and looked all hopeful, but then Zukin, to whom I had tossed my spear, jumped over the railing over the stairs, aiming her spear at the General.

Except she tripped on the railing and fell very ungracefully on top of the General, knocking him into the water. I laughed so hard I think it woke me up.




The other dream I remembered was rather distressing but I'll share it anyways, because I want to make sure it gets recorded.

My Ex

This dream was really weird, and not very fun. I was back at the apartment I had shared with my ex and two other people (long story short, we broke up like two months after moving into that place so it was awkward because neither of us could find a different place at the time of the year), but it was the current me, not the me that lived there. If that makes sense.

I was sitting in the living room, watching something on TV (I think) and my Ex (current Ex, ie, knowing we are not together anymore) came into the room, sat down, and after a few moments, asked me if I would help him move something heavy in his room. I said sure, because I was the only other person home who could help him. When we got to his room, he closed the door and locked it, and you can all guess about what happened next.

I didn't fight it, because I didn't want to hurt him, but I definitely didn't want it, either. (He would NEVER do this IRL, btw. Even when we were together, he always got verbal consent)

I left the apartment after that and went home for the week, since we didn't have any classes. I didn't want to be in that apartment. But my mom had something he'd left at my house a while ago, when we were still together, so she brought it up to the apartment and left it on a table, and then we left.




Lastly, there was a fragment about a pile of mail on my bed. Two were for me, but they were junk, and then there was one addressed to my house, but for one of my best friends from high school, let's call her Rebecca. I didn't know why it was for her but also to my house.

I'm lying on the ground next to the road beside the IRL swamp near where I grew up. Down the road, a truck reaches the peak of a small hill and then seems to continue rising into the air until it disappears into the sky. I think that's odd and that it must be some odd optical illusion, and I watch to see if it happens again so I can figure out what's causing the illusion. I turn to comment on this to my IRL sister, S.

But I'm distracted when I catch sight of a ball of blue flame hovering nearby in the swamp. I think of this as foxfire. It happens sometimes. I'm thinking about how foxfire works, and how it's usually safe, with some exceptions. The foxfire then turns from blue to the usual red/orange fire in reaction to our presence - that's the exception I was just thinking about. It approaches us, and we have to run to avoid getting burned.

When we get inside, we're no longer me and S., we're two young brothers. I, the older brother, realize that the foxfire's too close behind us, and so when my brother escapes into the inner room, I close the door behind him, allowing the fire to catch me but keeping him safe. When the foxfire catches me, it takes on my form, so that for a moment there are two of us.

Fragmentary memory for a bit. Next clear scene - I'm Satan, using that older brother's form and talking to the younger brother. The kid's fully aware that I'm not his real brother. I've just now been able to return to earth after being sealed away for a long time, and I'm curious about all the new things here. I'm looking at an instrument in the kid's room; I'm mentally comparing it to a harp, but it's a stringed instrument that lies flat on the ground when you play it, like a koto. It's something kids are required to learn in school, so the kid's not very interested in it, but I fiddle around with it until I get the hang of it - it really is a lot like a harp, just turned on its side - and I improvise a pretty little tune. I'm vaguely hoping the kid will get the idea that the instrument can be used for more than just the dull melodies he learns in school, but he doesn't seem interested - it's a dull instrument to him, and that is that. I then go and look through his movies, picking up one written in a pictographic alphabet - birds, reeds. I recognize it as Arabic, and I'm delighted by the changes in this form of writing since I've been gone. The movie involves the issue of unity and diversity - people questioning whether it's better to preserve the cultures of individual tribes or to think of themselves as a single nation, and whether it's possible to do both.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a small fishing village. As a disembodied observer, I'm thinking of everyone here as an analogue for someone else in the distant past or another world or something along those lines. There are two in particular who I think of as analogues for "the prince" and "the Judas figure." At the moment, the prince's girlfriend (who doesn't appear to have an analogue, or at least I wasn't thinking about one for her) is talking to the Judas figure, trying to convince him to give her a ride somewhere, but not wanting to tell him why she needs that ride - the prince is involved somehow. She names somewhere else nearby as her destination instead, but he's not fooled at all. He suggests she just tell him where she really wants to go, it'll save time for both of them. As he's saying this, I as a disembodied observer am focusing on a long, thin scar slanting to the right, down the back of the woman's neck.

False awakening, during which I tried to write down that dream on my skin, for lack of anything else to write on.

Hi everyone, this morning when I woke up I knew I had atleast 6 dreams but only one was clear and vivid, the others were completly fragmented blurry shards.
However, that one dream that was vivid was so vivid that it was actually LD-capable, what I mean with that is that it was clear enough that there was a decent chance of me getting lucid had I payed more attention.

1. Missing the bus

I'm at school on the playground talking with some friends and we have a baseball bat with a ball. I say "Hey, see if you can smash that ball over the building?", nothing happens. Suddenly I'm walking infront of the schoolbuilding down the street and know the bus everyone's on for a school trip has gone the other direction but it will pass me on the next street. Before I can reach that street I can already see the bus passing and I run but it's too late. I jump up and wave with my arms hoping someone will notice it in the bus but nothing happens. I know more things happened but I just can't remember them.

2. Sneaking fail

I'm playing a stealth game (I think MGS4) and I'm about to enter a light office from the dark room I'm in first. The offices have a tropical style to them, as I enter the other room two men are talking in it. I go in guns blazing and shoot one guy through the head I think, the other one pinnes me to the ground and I'm busted.

3. The distorted stadium

I'm on the side in some weird stadium which is really blurry, I barely remember how the the sides of the stadium looked or even how the ground looked. I don't want to go in the field but people who sit next to me convince me to do it.

4. A Paradise of vividness...

I'm flying over a small tropical Island with a palace in the middle and on each side of it swimming pools. A voice tells me about he history of the building. Suddenly I'm with a group of people in swimming clothing walking through a dark tunnel to the swimming pools on the left of the palace, there's one woman who's pregnant yet wearing a bikini which freaks me out a bit. We sit in the pool and the waves of the ocean go over the low wall surounding the pool every now and then. Suddenly the waves get higher and it starts getting dangerous, I start going back and notice I'm suddenly the pregnant woman... as I walk back the waves get so large that I have to stop and hold on to a wall, I keep myself from falling cause I'm worried about the baby... Then I get to the tunnel in which the water is violently moving around, I manage to make it through. At this point I'm a man again and walking through a dark hallway, in my shorts completly wet and cold. Every now and then there are two doors on both sides of the hallway, the first two I look through the window. On the left I see an abandoned classroom, on the right I see a room were people are sitting in, yet they seem like they're not mentally there... I walk on and come to another pair of doors, this time on the right I see two guys with caps on sitting in bags playing a video game, they too seem not responding. Eventually I get to the lobby were a guy stands at the counter and I hear him say something in French. I ask him "Do you understand English?", he responds in more French so I start talking my best French... "Je parle un peu Français mais ce n'est pas parfait", he seems happy that I put effort in explaining myself in French. "Ou sont mes vêtements?" I say after that. He responds in English "You didn't check in so we thought the clothes were left behind and we took them.", then he grabs a map of the Island with two locations marked, I think the locations were the laundry areas. Then I ask him "Pourquoi est l'hotel plein?... I mean empty..." (Plein means full in French so I felled stupid.) I don't get a response and the dream ends.

5. "Not in the bus!"

I went into a buss for a school trip and a girl sat next to me, she seemed quiet nervous and shy for me. For some reason I really liked her, she wanted to have sex but I said "Whoa, not in the bus." Then I woke up.

Anyway, next night I will do a WBTB and try out SSILD or WILD, I have high hopes.

I was drawing stick figures in a notebook. I'm not sure what the first one was. The second one was a stick figure on a bike. I started drawing an intricate nerf gun. I talked to someone about Indians being able to draw well. Shia Lebouf was cheating on a test by copying someone else's stick figures. I saw one of the drawings say something like the stick figures have gone to another drawing. Later, Dr. M was teaching me and V about electronics, part of a program to crossover P with E. I saw him taking out a huge servo motor. I did a test where something was spiraling inwards. We asked him if he invented ellipses, and he said no one of his colleagues did.

This dream is from this morning. It was vivid, but my memory of it is very patchy.

I'm in a gigantic space ship. There is a lot going on, lots of people are around. I am supposed to be going to investigate a planet/moon with one or two others. Some DCs help me get on a high-tech, fancy space suit, and the captain of the ship shows up. Next thing I know, I'm sitting before a wide, thin computer screen, and the planet we're going to is shown on the screen, along with all sorts of numbers and percentages off to the right side of the screen, and some other things to the left. The captain is telling me about the planet as I look at it on the screen, and I know that my partner(s) are getting the same briefing. I feel as if I've been doing this for a long time, but it's all somewhat new, too. The planet looks like its tinged with greens and purples and blues. It's the last thing I see before the dream ends.

The Way of Villainy

22 July 2013

Morning Nap

Princess Luna is a character from My Little Pony

Note: A lot of the dialogue in this dream was influenced by the Steve Wilkos Show that was airing on the TV IRL.

I was quite irritated that I should be so tired in the middle of the day. Especially considering that I hadn’t really done much of anything that day-at least not that I could remember. I was reprimanding myself for not getting enough sleep, again. I was walking in a walkway that was built into a large crack in the side of a cliff (it was reminiscent to a similar walkway in Zora’s Domain in Twilight Princess). So I was walking down the walkway and I was virtually unimpressed by the beautiful scenery that I was looking at. Then again, it’s not as though I was looking at much. I look across the huge crevasse in which this walkway is built and I only see a wall on the other side and a thick cloud of fog down below.

I admit I was not fully cognizant of myself and I was mostly preoccupied with the question of how to deal with my fatigue. I thought that maybe I could take a swig of Pepsi; I remembered having three in the fridge back at home which I found odd because I didn’t remember buying any to begin with. My ever so important train of thought was interrupted by a text message. It was from this guy I barely knew from High School. He was accosting me for not pulling my weight on a project that he and I were supposed to be working on together. I must have been more tired than I thought. I mean, what was he talking about? What fucking project?

Such a bother, I was not at all happy to be having to work on this project (whatever it even was) nor was I happy to be working with this guy of all people. I would spend the majority of that day questioning when I was ever drafted into such a partnership. What school was I even attending at that time? Not JCCC, that hadn’t started yet. After I got the text I crossed a huge stone bridge that led to a huge aperture on the other side of the crevasse. The aperture led to some city park in the mountains; the ingress was opened in the parking lot. There I ran into Princess Luna of Equestria. I told her about my dilemma with this project and that I couldn’t even remember what the project was. She proceeded to tell me of an iphone app that would be able to deter people from contacting me about projects that I did not want to work on. I strongly considered the app and I liked the idea of keeping that annoying ass from contacting me but I also question how this would help me long term. I thanked The Princess for her suggestion and bid her good day. Maybe I should have bowed? Whatever, I don’t think she cared.

As I looked around the city park I immediately noticed that the park was full of hostiles and heavy hitters all of whom were disguised as normal denizens. Any idiot could have seen through them…or so I thought. I was amazed to see batman standing there in the middle of the park just not doing any thing. All these villains were walking right by him and he didn’t even notice. I suppose that I should have said something but I suppose that I simply did not give a damn. Either that or I was so distant that the thought never occurred to me. Later on I noticed Steve Wilkos speaking to a man about his wife. The man was lamenting about the fact that his wife had chosen a life of crime. It started with prostitution but then the crimes she committed became much more sever, even to the point where she ended up working for The Joker. He drew the line when his wife started to work for a space pirate. As they were talking about this two more hostiles were walking in between them; jumping over the small crevice before them.

Steve’s guest led him to the flying pirate ship on which his wife now worked. The pirate ship was on the other side of this crevice. As I was following them I ended up walking behind a Dersite imp who was poorly disguised as a business man. On the deck of the ship the crew was nowhere to be found and the man described into further detail what it was that his wife did and how she got to where she was. I stood indifferently by them and observed them converse about the subject and I found it amazing that they were not the least bit creeped out by my blatant eaves dropping. Steve gradually began escalate in anger and found it amazing that this man did nothing while his wife went out and prostituted herself every night. Steve firmly let this man know that he was partly to blame for his wife’s progression to the dark side. Just over the stern of the ship I could see the man’s wife prostituting on the side of an active street in broad daylight (a flashback projection of the story this man was telling).

I can’t well remember how we got into the backstage hallways of the Steve Wilkos studio but I was there standing idly and watching the conversation unfold. At this point Steve made it very clear that this man was very much at fault for not just his indifference but his subtle promotion of his wife’s behavior. The last thing I heard Steve say before waking up was, “You’re a sick bastard.” Now at this point I was gradually growing more cognizant of myself and my emotions and was starting to internally react to the conversation. I began to feel for the man but I also began to understand what Mr. Wilkos was saying. This man saw that his wife was journeying down a dangerous path and now she is working for a band of marauding space pirates. How could he not see that he had a hand in her descent?

Dream Fragments
This dream was longer than what I can remember. At least, this is the impression that I am getting when I attempt to remember it. It's there, I just can't bring it all the surface.

Fragment 1
I was standing in a small backyard looking at the grass. A stained, wooden face crawls along the perimeter of the yard. The house looked small from where I was standing. There was a large tree to my left as I stood, facing the house, looking at the grass. Something got my attention, but I can't remember what and I don't recall what I did.

Fragment 2
I was walking along the right side of the house. It was all concrete and there were children's toys, gardening tools and some potted plants. I could see over the fence into the neighbor's back yard. I remember thinking that I didn't like the neighbor.

Fragment 3
I was sitting at large, wooden desk inside the house. There were either huge, bay windows or I could see through the walls. But I was looking at the sky and I saw a helicopter circling above.

I was in high school but it was built like a prison.
I attended some lessons and stuff, going to class but we had cells in one wing of the school. I was running to get to my cell so that I could grab some PS3 games to give to this younger kid who had a way of sneaking into the solitary confinement wing, so he could smuggle them to my mate, who was in there at the moment.
I had to quickly run into this basement where there was all these old doors and spiderwebs because for some reason the game disc I thought was in the cover I gave to the smuggler was actually down here. I ran to find it and when I did I ran to bring it to the smuggler before it was too late. He wasn't very pleased that I could get him busted by behaving so recklessly.
I then went to the gymnasium, and I met some people there who were doing a dance class and realised that I was actually a part of it and I knew the moves. We had to line up in some order, I couldn't actually divine how the order was chosen but somehow I just knew where to stand. I then turned around and saw that there was a whole crowd of people sitting there watching us and this was actually a performance! The music started and we had to start dancing, I absolutely sucked. I knew the dance moves because I could remember learning them, what I couldn't remember was the actual routine itself, I had to try and imitate the girl next to me, who it seemed was in the same boat as me.
we had a quick break for some kind of intermission and we sat down cross legged on the ground facing each other and
she looked at me and stated, "I don't know the moves properly."
I said "It's okay, I know the moves, I don't know the order they go in though. You're doing better than I am."
Her beautiful eyes that were previously on the cusp of tears brightened a bit at that and she gave me a little smile, I gave her a small smile in return, before looking away.
Suddenly there was a big commotion and there was car crashes and explosions all around and police were running through the place.
I grabbed the girl by the arm and I ushered her over to this wall and we sat against it out of the way of the drama, our backs against the red bricks.
She turned to me then and asked a question, "Is it true that you got 15 and 4?"
"Yeah," I responded, "it isn't what you know, it's who you know and how good a deal you can get." (please note, I don't know what this actually is)
I then spotted a person that I knew in the dream, but not in RL, get hit by a car. I looked again and there he was standing in the middle of the road, he was alright. Until a car hit him, the same exact car I had already seen hit him. I saw a lady run around some cars and run into four police officers who then proceeded to bash her. Then I saw it actually happen and I realised that I was seeing a little bit into the future. I could probably change it, I thought. I then had a vision of the girl I was sitting with getting killed by the largest man I have ever seen in my life, he would have been at least 7 foot tall and he was so muscly.
I turned to the girl beside me, who I had by now realised was an old partner, even though she didn't resemble her at all, I knew that it was her because I knew her eyes, and said "I want you to go and stand over there at the end of the wall and whatever happens don't come back this way and don't look back.
I knew that the man was going to come this way and then look for her. I knew that it wasn't going to end well for her, if he found her. I saw him coming and I told her very forcefully to go. She looked a bit upset and scared that I had spoken to her in such a way and it tore me apart inside to do so.
I turned to face the direction the giant was coming from and there he was right in front of me. He tried to shuffle me aside but I refused to move and then he tried to push me but I turned with it and swung a leaping right hook at him connecting with his jaw. He then turned to look at me, he had a murderous look in his eyes. I knew then that I was going to die, I knew that I had saved the girl though.
The man mountain toyed with me, he threw me around like a rag doll and I was broken and lying on the floor when I saw her again she had decided to peek around the corner and see what was happening. I gave her a smile with what was left of my wrecked visage and she cried. I looked a the big man who had picked me up and was readying himself for the coup de grace, he had a vicious sneer and I poked him right in the eye and he dropped me and stumbled away a little bit, screaming in pain.
My broken body hit the floor and a jolt of pain almost drew me into unconsciousness, I fought to stay awake. I saw my old partner run over and she asked me why I didn't run with her.
"Because he was going to kill us both, I saw that there was no other way of keeping you safe, if we ran together he would have caught us, so I thought it safer to distract him while you ran away." She cried, the tears flowing unchecked down her cheeks. I then whispered, my strength failing, "You had better go, I am going to die tonight. Please, don't let it be for nothing, run away."
She didn't want to believe it but I am sure that she knew it was true because the next time I told her to run she gave me one last kiss and turned to flee. I watched her back as it got smaller and smaller as it got further away from me.
I was suddenly grabbed and hoisted into the air. The giant had returned and he was irate. His eye, where I had recently decided to place my finger, was bloodshot. He then said "You're going to be famous, all over the news tonight, little man."
He then placed one of his giant hands on the side of my head, it was turned in the direction of my receding ex partner, so I saw her one last time as she glanced back. I then felt a rush of momentum as the brick wall quickly approached my head with the intention of dashing my brains against it's hard stone and mortar. I smiled as I saw her round the corner at the end of the wall because I knew now that she would be safe, that was when my head met the wall and I woke up.