non-lucid

Friday night 4/11/14

Some sort of apocalypse
zombies? inside a one-floored building
escape building with friends
into parking
lot cars on fire?

nighttime
get in car and try to drive off
one exit, missed it, stuck in a corner
get out of car
monsters chase us
I have a type of flail to fend them off

Saturday Night 4/12/14

Fragments:
in the west
hunting down next targets
django like feel
fun dream - wish i had remembered more. only remembered it today

Sunday Night 4/13/14

Dream 1:
in my house/room
saw a vacation trip online
tell friends
they dont want to go

i play music
i sing king of leon's "sex on fire"



Dream 2:
not sure if apart of one, but had a separate feel

In a neighborhood- small streets, no cars, kind of poor
accidentally reported an instagram post of a stretched out jerry seinfeld's face on my phone
messaged her because i felt bad

she responded saying not to worry
she also had written some poor english as a translation from korean

i wanted to speak with her face to face
went to her neighborhood, very close-by
saw a house that was build to look like a cat, more korean written on it. (not her house)

transition into night
neighborhood felt like a laser tag arena or something, a maze, movie set, large game board, some sort of contest
remember a PA system coming from the ceiling
statues of humans ( felt like monopoly peices) holding real popcorn bags

her house was kind of high on a hill in the neighborhood
tried to climb up it
wanted to give her something
part of the set broke off that i was trying to grab onto to climb up

her father and her came out of the house
dad told her to stay inside?
she fell down the set into a crevice

i was blamed, but i quickly forgot
wanted to grab a bag of popcorn from the statues' hands
others wanted popcorn too, was a race

Dream 2(?):
In church, brother was there

church ends
drive home
was sunday night (like irl)

brother talks about cat girlfriend got, how to bring it up right
old man says some broad comment like usual, thinks hes smart
brother agrees but isnt rude

I'm tied up in a chair, and this guy who was interrogating me is now struggling with another guy who wants to get me out. The guy on the rescue mission was carrying a needle, and during the struggle, the contents of the needle wind up getting sprayed into the air - they're behind me at the time, so I don't see it, but I can feel the spray, and I don't hear them fighting anymore.

The guy on the rescue mission's been captured. It turns out he got a small dose of the contents himself during the fight. This will cause something that we refer to as 'hunger', and he believes this is something he'll be able to use, to focus on his enemies. Having experienced it myself in the past, I know he's mistaken, and that it'll make it more difficult for him to think clearly.

We're both taken out of the building. Outside, we're in a junkyard, and there are a few men with guns escorting us. The guy on the failed rescue mission is starting to have a hard time walking, and one of the guards is shouting at him about it. I'm remembering a time in the past when I'd been out of it and he'd carried me. I'm aware I should do the same for him now, but I don't. I don't want to be associated with him.

Switching to third person, there's a kid watching us from a distance, out of sight. He leaves, gets on a computer and reports what he saw to a woman who I think of as the mother of my POV character, though she looks too young for it - long brown hair, upper-class British accent. In the kid's report to her, he mentions a "guy that you call the Judge" who's holed up in the woods nearby.

NON LUCID
*Liz was talking to somebody about how she throws away old food over her balcony. I thought that she really disgusting.

*I woke up and realized that my girlfriend was about to take a shower and that I needed to get to work soon. So I made a cup of coffee hung out for a bit which seemed like ten minutes. Then came up with the idea that I should smoke of cannabis before work just so I can enjoy myself. I never been high at work and wondered what this would be like plus I was in a really good mood. I took two hits from the bowl and started to feel really good. I thought wow I don't this much being in the bowl. Then it hit me I need to wake up. I guess you say I had a moment because I woke myself up to ACTUALLY go to work!

*Something to do with a huge office building.

I'm choosing some flowers to bring home, but every time I collect one from the grass, it withers in a second.
I think I'm really bad, as I should take care of life, instead of ruin the grass, so I come back and put again the flowers in their place.
Amazingly the flowers stick again to the grass and they seem happy to be back.
But then a pitbull comes and eats them.
I try to chase him, but he starts to chase me. So my dog comes and as she is fighting to keep the pitbull away from me, she communicates mind to mind with me and asks me to go and buy a 'blank pistol'.
I go and in the meanwhile I also buy just one shoe with iron heel.
When I get back to the fight my dog already won, so I put her the leash and we go home.

Ok. so im behind my old elementary school in the parking lot, and im a dinosaur running with a herd. in front of me is a t-Rex, i i fly up cuz im a flying dinosaur, and as im passing the t-Rex i just miss it's jaws. i fly past it to a park, and over some trees. over the trees are a bunch of super high stacked cargo container boxes, i turn back into a human and land on them. i start jumping down from the top of them and as i make my way down i see a bunch of exotic fruits in a box, i take out out and alarms ring. so i keep jumping down, the last jump to the bottom is really far down but i do it anyways, knowing that im gunna die from this jump. right before i hit the bottom and before i feel all the pain i wake up. now i have a fear of jumping off high hights.

This was a piece of a longer dream I had last night that I don't remember all of. Enjoy!

I dream that me, my Dad and my brothers have joined a young couple for dinner in their beautiful and expensive house. We've just come from a weapon dealership somewhere and we're planning a nice feast with this family. The woman of the couple is newly pregnant, so her stomach hasn't expanded, but the baby is a coming. My family is waiting in the living room patiently as the couple cooks dinner for us.

I'm on my phone browsing around on Twitter when I come across some pictures. The pictures are pictures someone who was kidnapped took of the inside of, a house and put online. I looked at them and didn't think much of them, that was until I looked up to where my Dad sat. It was two logs sitting on the brick setting in front of a fire place. The same thing was in the picture. It must've been a coincidence. I looked at the second picture, a wooden ladder with some oddly shaped scratches in it. I turn and look at the wooden ladder behind me to see that exact thing. THESE PEOPLE ARE KIDNAPPING MURDERERS!

I look back at my Dad, who asks me what's wrong. I tell him nothing, and I journey into the kitchen. The two are still making dinner, and I ask to look around the house kindly. The woman approves, so I begin to look a round. I check the entire basement and I search for the one thing I'll need: a gun. There isn't any downstairs, so I go back up and go to the second floor of the house(the first floor is only two rooms for some reason). Upstairs is the bathroom, guest room, and the baby's future room. I immediately rule out the baby's room and the bathroom, and I look around the guest room.

I spend a good five minutes searching desperately through the guest room, which is completely trashed with things for the baby. Among the trash are airsoft guns. Wow, big fucking help. I leave the guest room when my brother calls me out. I inform him of the danger we're in and we start searching some more. We go into the bedroom and begin looking around. My older brother jumps on the bed and lies down. I get pissed with him because we're so close to death, and we need to find a damn gun! I know these people have one!

That's the moment when it hits me: the gun must be under the bed! I inform my brother and I pull out my phone to use as a light. I tell him to keep watch for anyone coming, and I get down onto my stomach. Just as I do so, we get called to dinner, and the woman comes walking by. I stand up and she gestured us to go to the kitchen. Well fuck! I don't know to do, because of I go for the gun now I'll be screwed. And just as things begin to unravel I awake. Damn! It was getting so good too!

this dream was interesting i guesss i was like in a pool and i took off all my clothes. then hayley took off all her clothes and we had sexs. i think we were the last people in the entire world in the dream. but later in the dream i found out she had a husband and was really upset

then there was this other werid part where i was in some kinda creepy game that took place indisde my grandmas house partly but most of it was on this like skateboard roaller coaster ride. it ws weird u had to shoot laser beeams to knock these thigns down

anyway later i was aat a park with a bunch of guys who were smoking weed. i decided to fade in on a few rounds and i tried to make casual conversation with the locals but was kinda having trouble talking. then at the end i was giving the supplier 7 bucks for fade but i dropped on dollar and this kid ran away with it so i chased him and threw him down stairs and kicked him like 4 times. then he caleld te cops so i ran back to his moms house who was black and had a huge house. we were sitting in the car to gether and i went in her bak yard and she had a crazy view of the ocean. this one window made it look like the waves were going to hit you but then they dropped off

this dream was interesting i guesss i was like in a pool and i took off all my clothes. then hayley took off all her clothes and we had sexs. i think we were the last people in the entire world in the dream. but later in the dream i found out she had a husband and was really upset

then there was this other werid part where i was in some kinda creepy game that took place indisde my grandmas house partly but most of it was on this like skateboard roaller coaster ride. it ws weird u had to shoot laser beeams to knock these thigns down

anyway later i was aat a park with a bunch of guys who were smoking weed. i decided to fade in on a few rounds and i tried to make casual conversation with the locals but was kinda having trouble talking. then at the end i was giving the supplier 7 bucks for fade but i dropped on dollar and this kid ran away with it so i chased him and threw him down stairs and kicked him like 4 times. then he caleld te cops so i ran back to his moms house who was black and had a huge house. we were sitting in the car to gether and i went in her bak yard and she had a crazy view of the ocean. this one window made it look like the waves were going to hit you but then they dropped off

I'm in my old room, my sister is trying to come in, but I locked myself in, to stay in peace.
I'm writing in my old journal, something like ''I want to run away''.
Then I stop writing as some ladybugs come in from the window.
After few seconds my bed is totally red. I think it is a signal for me to go and I prepare.
The radio is on and I'm listening some news. They say there is an invasion of ladybugs, and everyone feels compelled to leave.
I think I'm not going to do what everyone is doing, so I decide to stay, but the ladybugs get angry at me and start to jump on me.
I like ladybugs, but after a while I look at whatever insect I start to feel first repulsion, then panic.
In fact I start to panic and I try driving them away with my hands.
I'm not able and and when I look at my mirror, I don't see any insect on me, just my face and my body covered in blood and a paper knife in my hand.
I wear just a short white t-shirt, but it is totally tore up and stained of blood.
I'm scared my parents can see me like that and so i change my mind and decide to leave like everybody else.
I look at the mirror again and I wear that white shirt, but cleaned, not anymore stained of blood.
I feel relieved, but then mirror shows me someone is looking at me from the windowsill and I wake up frightened.

I planned to use my I-Phone for dictating - battery empty - and instead of using pen and paper - I thought, I'd remember it for later. Most of it gone.

Almost got lucid when I thought about how I was in the same, quite unique position before, to have to do my school end-exams once more for some reason.

I have been doing lots of mischief - making fun of teachers and generally not caring - feeling I know the stuff anyway. But then it came to my mind, that in two subjects - I wasn't at school for exams, and I could get a dangerous grade for passing the whole thing. One of the subjects was religion of all things - I went off that to "Ethics" back in reality and back then.
Nope - an exam was coming up and I realized to my chagrin, that the others had about 2 cm high of paperwork to prepare with.
Luckily a classmate of mine - I even shortly wondered and then remembered, that he was Lutheran like I used to be - gave me his assorted stuff, which was even more and cunningly fixed together - some sort of staircase binding - had to draw that, to explain.

So then I went out - first for a toilet - again!!
Then to the copy machine.
And I saw from the corner of my eye, that high up on a cabinet was a collection of maybe 150 plastic Smurphs. Delighted, I started collecting them together and presenting my find to the others.
There was a conflict with one of my oldest friends - it turned out, she was a bit out of her mind, because something awful had happened to her - forgot what - and so I forgave her the nastiness, she had shown towards me as a sort of reaction to that.

Somewhere my mother was involved - and I remember a pattern of a white plane with irregular holes in it - that was in some way significant to solve a problem.

And one more episode of me moving out of a darkish flat and having to pack up everything - while always something more was left. There was a partner with me in that - forgot what else.
Oh yeah - and somehow I had to go to university and the transit from where I lived to there was incredibly long.

That's it - while waking up in the night and for the day - I had a lot more.

00:00 Thursday 2014-04-10 (#2) (not sure of the first one dated the same day these records seem to be the correct one for this date)

07:55

+ cat inspection: parent's house standing at sliding glass door looking out onto deck. 1 cat is there on deck, second cat comes around. Either I or 1st cat ask the 2nd cat to lift up its arms so we can inspect it the 2nd one refuses it thinks that is demeaning, we see curly fur on the belly of the 2nd cat.

+ music famous musical guy off parent's deck looking down at the fruit tree there's a procession around the tree, people carrying laundry detergent. Famous old black jazz musician is down there too, I have a plastic greenish clear cup, I'm trying to get the musician's attention, I have a question about music

+ TZ is playing a musical conclusion, she's playing arpeggios on the piano, C major then a B, she's complaining that of course she made a mistake.

+ In parent's kitchen, I'm concerned about some guys, I'm looking for special water, I pull a bottle down from the spice cabinet and pour myself a glass.

+ maps, flyover map

Something about baking bread with lots of candy in it. Preparing for my birthday party, and I think I may have been a young adult rich male, and birthday party was to be held at a restaurant. Writing a short story entitled War.

Morning of April 13, 2014. Sunday.



I am wandering about seemingly on the north-side of La Crosse but not in or near any places of people I know. I am apparently looking for something, but I am not sure what. I am absentmindedly assuming I am near my (fictional) home where my wife Zsuzsanna and our family live (even though they have never lived in America).

I eventually find myself near an area that looks sort of like a very large garage that comes out from an area covering at least half of three different backyards. It is fully open on one side to the east. There are three beds with the head assumed to be to the west wall. There are a couple cars also parked on the south side from where I am, parallel to the beds. I decide to lie down on the northernmost bed to have a rest from all my walking. The beds are clean and seemingly recently made.

A short time later, a car pulls in and parks at the southern end near the third bed. A male and female get out of the car. The girl of about twenty or so comes over and lies down in the bed I am in without paying much attention to me. She is pregnant, seemingly about eight to nine months, possibly nearly ready to give birth. The man comes over but is involved in something else and remains standing. I say something about not knowing that the bed was theirs but no one else says anything or seems to notice. I wake up before I get out of the bed in my dream.

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This dream is mostly a dream sign in itself (a bed being the most obvious dream sign). It also hints that a car in a dream is a residual memory of the dreamer’s bed. In this case, the garage is the liminal space. The otherwise unknown characters at the end are an “opposite” play on my wife Zsuzsanna and me waking up.

Morning of April 13, 2014. Sunday.



In my dream, there are birds talking outside, but it does not seem that unusual at all (as parrots and other species do “talk” after all). These are possibly some sort of large parrot. They are in the trees on the opposite side of the street from our present home. It seems very important to write down the six or seven phrases they are speaking over a longer time period, but I forget most of the phrases except for one. This last one is “sung” in a sort of monotone, which is “Get a raven”, said with each syllable emphasized equally (and note that my family and I did look after a raven for a few weeks a few years ago). I tell my wife Zsuzsanna what the birds are saying (trying to imitate the “croaky” sound somewhat), but then I realize it seems rather strange to claim that birds are speaking English and thus get pulled out of my dream, forgetting what I felt was more interesting than that last phrase.

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I am adding the “dream journal synchronicity” tag (tumblr and a couple other sites that allow longer tags as such) because of this entry posted after mine: The Amazing Talking Birds

12.04.2014

Putting on a Tape Suit & Plastic Bag Carrot Humping (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a classroom that resembles my biology class at a High School I attended years back (CLHS as an abbreviation for personal reference).

I’m trying to put on a transparent suit that looks like it’s really made out of tape. I ask individuals how to put it on, and when one of them portrays the method to me, it seems more complicated than it seems. How in the world does one put on a tape suit without it sticking to their clothing?

After a bit, there’s an inflated, and transparent produce bag with a few carrots on the bottom. I put my penis inside, and started humping it. I think there was a competition of who could hump it more, and going for more than ten was more than enough to get by, I guess.

I think the individuals were cheering me on, talk about ego boosting for inanimate object fornication.

Kind of reminds me of what I had to do for work today, excluding the humping part and ego boosting, and cheering…and my penis inside a bag.

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12.04.2014

Buzzing Near the Window (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up from my bed, or so it seems, and tried to get back to sleep, seeing how I didn’t want to feel too groggy for work, especially with the activities done today. It feels so nice wanting to go back to sleep, back into a state of relaxation and comfort, until something keeps making a buzzing sound that’s extremely annoying.

I wondered how could something could be so active during the dead of night, seeing how unless it had vision for seeing clearly for night, it would reside somewhere safe until there’s more light apparent. I tried to go to sleep several times, but the buzzing sound keeps pestering me.

I eventually decided to do a nose plug reality check, pressing my nose with my right index finger and thumb, and was able to breathe just fine. The dream environment seemed to have replicated the house I’m currently residing in to some extent. So, having this in mind, I take the chance to try and go out the usual way to exit the house.

I proceed by going through the white door, and trying to open it. However, it seems I have to punch in some kind of code in order to unlock it. The buttons consisted of a light milky green color with a rubbery texture. The material surrounding the buttons is white all around, and is shaped almost like a tooth, without the points at the end of course.

And out of reflex, I seemed to have entered a random code: 90321 I believe, without knowing if it was the right one or not. Unfortunately, the alarm has a very long and annoying beep sound, and this prompts me to try an escape, because I don’t know what could be inside the other bedroom in this dream, especially when it’s way too dark inside.

And wanting to turn on the lights was out of the question, since I felt a bit fearful of something randomly coming out. Though most of the time, the places in my lucid dreams are often barren, and not really something where random entities will come about to try and kill me, or something dangerous. I probably should’ve been aware of this before running as if I’m Michael Scofield from Prison Break, ha-ha.

I go through the living room, and quickly unlocked the door to get out, and now the dream shifts from night to early morning immediately. Now I’m immersed in a virtual experiential reality that seems to be exactly like waking life at first glance, and with more clarity and realism as well. I marvel at this, my breathing, and just my overall existence within this dreaming state.

The weather, the sensations on my feet against the cold concrete of what seems to be an area where it rained recently, everything felt so real, and then some. After a few seconds of absorbing this experience, I get an urgency to continue running, even though it doesn’t seem like anyone is after me.

As I’m running, I’m changing perspectives where I look at myself running, and it seems to go by in slow motion, and the motion of running is a bit exaggerated at times; it often looks like I’m floating in the air for a good bit, and making weird leg movements to quickly save my descent.

After watching this for a while, I wake up in a series of false awakenings for most of the dreams below. Fortunately, the nose plug reality check is going to save me.

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12.04.2014

Confucius gives LD advice (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Felt as if I woke up, then I reconciled with awareness of the experience being a dream again.

I’m standing on top of a building, and it seems to be early morning, or an event where it rained previously. I see a dream character that looks like Confucius, and he’s lecturing to others on lucid dreaming techniques and advice.

As for actual declarations to recall from him, I can't remember.

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12.04.2014

Picking Up a Black Biker Jacket Wearing Chick & Escaping with Her (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up once more, only to reconcile with awareness of this being a dream once more. Maybe this was a DEILD, since I can recall those experiences of transitioning back to waking state with my eyes closed, and seeing imaginary simulations of being awake, or maybe it’s just a false awakening altogether.

I’m inside a theater, and it has the usual settings. You know, red carpet, and other warm colors to mask off all those stains from being apparent at first glance. The putrid smell that is also prevalent in theaters that’s like a mélange of buttered popcorn, weasels, intense chlorine, air freshener, and other chemicals. I didn’t take the time to visualize all the major details of the theater itself, but I do know that in the current location I’m at, there’s many paths you could take from the circular base I’m standing on.

I see an attractive girl, I think, with long black hair, and she’s wearing a black biker jacket of some sort. Underneath that, she’s wearing some kind of milky vanilla shirt that’s fairly tight, and makes her bosoms eye-candy at this point. For some reason, I had an urgency to pick her up, and hold her back, and the bottom of her knees, and run off with her.

She seems shocked at first, but then kind of goes with the flow, and I’m going with the flow as well. Then the next moment, I’m using my legs to kick anyone that seems to be in my way, and there’s a slight uproar going on while I’m running with the girl.

This takes “chasing” women to a whole new extreme.

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12.04.2014

Kakashi Gives me Lucid Dreaming Advice (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This seems to be the last dream in the false awakening chain of events, or maybe the one before it was.

I’m sitting down with Kakashi, younger version, and he’s giving me lucid dreaming advice. However, the advice seems kind vague, and not really something that could be applicable in all circumstances.

He states that if you find yourself in two conditions:

• Where there’s little light
• Where it’s too bright

That one would most likely be dreaming.

Your non-sequiturs are what prevented you from saving Rin, Kakashi, just as your vague circumstantial lucid dreaming advice is. And that totally was not a non-sequitur, ba-dum tiss.

Though, looking back, he could be right, especially since I was in complete darkness in the buzzing insect dream, to being in a hyper-realistic virtual experiential reality the next, and then inside a bright theatre.

But still, the advice is severely limited.