side notes

I have poor recall on this dream, but basically there were several women vying for the position of host for a radio show or as an advertising spokesperson. They were all trying to earn a vote.

This one lady came up to me and put her face up against mine to seduce my vote. She kind of ended up kissing me, and then knocking me over a couch or onto a bed.

Her appearance changed to another woman who slid down the covers. She put her face close to my groin. I thought how nice it was, but she could just go ahead and give me what I really want. She kind of starts to, but never really did. I felt good, but I was disappointed I couldn't get her to commit.

I woke up and had to go to the bathroom. Maybe drinking the perfect amount of liquid could induce a sexual dream in a man without waking him up. Hmmmmm.

Comment Dream Lucid
Amount of sleep: 10.5 hours
Supplement before sleep: Fanta exotic
Epic: 8.1/10
Real: 6.5/10


I was in a house that felt like being on top of a mountain. I was at a guy who had injured himself. the house was designed as a large aircraft. I knew none of those who was there.
The house was almost like our cabin only reversed, it was stairs going down instead of up, the rooms were almost the same place, and the kitchen and living room was where they should be.

Later I went skiing or something in a high mountain pass, it was a dive on one side and a large frozen lake on the other side. (Clear references to our cabin and the cabin area of these dreams) I was with a large group, I would see off the cliff next to a stick that was sticking up with a red banner on it. (Just as those who show the way in the desert in the game Ocarina of Time) I slid down, but no one helped me up, but I got myself up. there was a lady (with dark hair, but not the same woman as before) who said that I should slope down in the hill there. I said that I would break every bone in my body. she said what and I said then we would have to go to the hospital. On my way up I saw a red banner over the lake.(Maybe showing me another path here) The whole group was heading towards a cave, right by where I slid down. (It was more of the banners farther away, I drew a drawing.

I landed at an airport. It was like the airport was high in the sky also, the gates floated, and it looked like a space station. Then suddenly I was down under the platforms (the gates). It was a football field. I think it was a local team playing. The arena was bigger than any football court I have seen, but there were no people in the stands, for there were no spectators, only big fat walls. I sat down in a staircase. the walls were blue, and of plastic, as were the stairs, just like you'd expect in a swimming hall. but the color of the stairs was gray. there were white lines under the blue. Some of my buddies walked towards me, so then I ran up the stairs, and was on top again.

I was high in the sky all the time in these dreams. I dunno why. I also dreamt that I got my paycheck somewhere in those dreams. I wonder if the numbers are correct with what I actually get.

Recall was really low the day before yesterday, and yesterday I only managed to write out one dream before bed. It was interesting but not solid enough for me to want to type up on the computer.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

04.07.2011

Song Assignment (Non-lucid)

We have to chose a song to turn in to the teacher at (my old) school, *Miss L. I randomly choose what's on, 'Sonne' by Rammstein. I'm called over to her in school in the back of the classroom and asked what I wanted to convey. I admit I just chose what was on.

She goes to the front of the class and turns on a stereo - it's all Rammstein songs, including 'Pussy'. I see C nearby moving her lips along to the lyrics.

Miss L says some stuff about how others have chosen Rammstein and probably something about how it was a bad choice. I could just feel her looking down on me. When she starts to say 'if some of you are fans' while holding up freezy cups with Rammstein stuff on them and other merchandise, at least five people raise their hands a bit (inlcuding C and J) but Miss L isn't paying attention.

- When I first got to school I realized that I'd forgotten my binder with pen and paper, and when I went to see if I had any in my locker, that I had no key to get into it. In class, J turns around and passes a stack of paper, the kind I used as a child to practice handwriting on. I take two and pass them back, saying "have some paper" or something like that. I somehow end up with a few utensils to write with too.

- Someone starts to defend me around when Miss L asked why I chose the song. After, Miss L drops my CD with the song on it into a trashcan with a black trashbag.

- I remember hearing her play the song throughout class because she paused it a few times as I was tuning in.

- I remember wondering how everyone got their songs to school. Surely not everyone had CD's or iPod's or whatever. I wondered how I got my song there, briefly considering my iPod (this might have been before Miss L threw my CD away).

- Around when she was obviously looking down on my choice, I wondered what I should have brung. Tori Amos? (One of her songs played in my head then.) What would I say when she asked why? All I could think was because she was my favorite. Isn't it kind of too personal to even want to tell her anything (for everyone)?

*Old gym teacher.

Esperanto Verbs (Non-lucid)

Looking through a list (row) of verbs trying to find a specific one.

Note: I went to bed with this on my mind.

In only a emotional sense this being was unlike me, I am more of fighter than a flightier. Now that you say what you have said, I believe this maybe my fear of the future, That I won't get into a good college, Get a good job, etc. that is the only thing I think I am afraid of, is failure. He looked to be young, As he ran so fast. This whole time I have felt it to be a he, But doing more meditation on this creature, It did have female traits, Such as, The language it spoke, was like a female banshee scream but yet the demeanor was very masculine. After this all, I think the dream symbolized the confusion about who I am, what I want to be, and Where I want to go in life.

This was an interesting dream on many levels. First, its setting was almost indistinguishable from my real life office, which is a recent first for me in terms of dream architecture. Second, its remarkable likeness to a familiar real life location makes the trigger that I came across painfully easy to spot and I did spot it. What is disheartening is that my unconscious mind accepted the explanation given it by a DC thus preventing a DILD. I would be interested to see how it would have played out had the DC who provided the explanation not been present. Finally, I was attempting a MILD that night and I find it very encouraging that I was able to spot a trigger and almost DILD right off the bat. As I am still a newbie when it comes to LD, and have only ever had one, I believe I am making solid progress.

Please excuse the many side notes in this entry. I believe they are essential to some of the comments I make in describing the scene. As a further aside, I am amazed at how incredibly helpful keeping this DJ has been in my quest to explore my unconscious mind.

Friday, March 4, 2011

I am at my office, which in my dream world looks almost identical to its real world counterpart, save for very slight modifications. For example, I work in an area comprised of four rather larger cubes with high walls on three sides, but in my dream, my work area is comprised of many very small cubes, with small desks and only dividers in-between; in the middle of this large workspace is a series of filing cabinets with a countertop surface on top of them.

I arrive at my office carrying my hockey bag and two sticks. In the real world, I play on my firm’s ice hockey team, so I would own such a bag and sticks but would never bring them directly to the office with me. I leave the bag and sticks on the shared filing cabinet surface in the middle of my shared workspace. I have a constant fear tugging at me that I am going to forget about the game I have after work and miss it entirely.

There is a big to-do in the office and everyone is running about, rushing to get things done. I have no idea what this may be, but considering I’m an attorney (both in real life and in my dream, apparently) and I work in a high pressure environment, this is not unusual and does not trigger lucidity. I go to find Brian, a new guy we just hired (in both the dream and real world) to see how he’s handling all of the pressure and to make sure he’s settled in. I am unable to find him at his desk, which is occupied by a number of workers, who appear to be moving men or janitorial staff of some sort. These workers look to be setting up Brian’s new work area, which is surprisingly nice for someone who just started work.

I leave Brian’s desk area and go to Baj’s office, one of our Senior Managers, to discuss a business matter. I do not recall the content of that conversation, but I seem to remember it being lighthearted. When Baj and I are finished speaking, I return to Brian’s desk and find him there, leaning against it and speaking to a tall man in a white robe. I interrupt the conversation and realize that the tall man is Dave, one of the Senior Managers in our international tax group.

Dave is dressed, as I mentioned, in a floor-length white robe. Additionally, his hair is an afro, like the style sported by 80’s rapper Kid, from Kid and Play. Around the shaved sides and back of his head were carved various symbols, with what would appear to have been a straight razor, thus these symbols were bleeding. The symbols were of the sort rappers from the 80’s would have carved into their afros (with a buzzer into their hair and not with a straight razor into their scalp), they included a Nike Swoosh and the Chicago Bulls logo, among others that I cannot recall.

I join the conversation and begin to discuss how Dave was a professor that both Brian and I had in law school (this is true. Brian and I, in the real world, attended the same post-graduate legal program to receive our masters in tax law and Dave was really one of our professors). The conversation ends, Dave says he will talk to us later and kisses Brian on the forehead. He attempts to do the same to me, but I pull away and exclaim: “Whoa, Dave. Whatever you and Brian have going on, I don’t want any part of it.” Dave leaves and I ask Brian why in the hell Dave is dressed in a white robe like some kind of a saint and why a tall white guy has a gigantic afro with symbols painfully carved into his scalp. This is the closest I come to lucidity in this dream sequence. I clearly realized something was off considering how close the rest of the dream mimicked my real-life office. Brian responds by saying that he’s dressed for the Halloween party and I accept this answer without a second thought, putting aside that in the real world our office does not have a Halloween party.

I leave Brian desk area and remember sprinting down an aisle of cubes to return to my desk. On my way, I pass a different Dave, a partner with whom I play hockey once a week, and he mentions how everyone is gathered by the elevators to head to the hockey game. I run back to my desk and grab my hockey bag and sticks, but every time I try to shoulder the bag by the straps, the straps break and the bag falls to the floor.

I awaken and perform my RC.

Addendum: I added the following to my offline DJ on 3/7, following this enty's transcription here, but forgot to post this online. It is a fragment from the same dream that I recalled upon waking deliberations of various specific elements of this dream sequence:

As I sprinted down the aisle of cubes from Brian's desk to return to my own I noticed several desks to my right arranged in square patterns, with each next to a computer server of some sort. The servers all have flashing red lights and clear glass doors on their fronts; I can make out green circuit boards inside of the doors.

Sitting at the desk directly next to the aisle and facing me as I run by is a girl that I recognize as working in my office in the waking world, but whose name I do not know. I remember thinking that it was odd that her desk was on on this side of the office now, because she usually sits on the other side of the floor. Additionally, I remember thinking that I have always found this girl extremely attractive and that if this was in fact a lucid dream I would probably sleep with her.

I then arrive at my desk to get my hockey bag and sticks as I mention above.

Upon recalling these specific dream events so vividly upon further reflection, I was amazed that such blatant DS's would go unnoticed by my unconscious mind, including the incredible reference to an LD within the dream itself! Clearly, I have work to do in regard to my concentration and mental discipline.

This dream was not quite as vivid as the last few and I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that I didn't recall it until I had been awake for about 10-minutes. I may not have woken up right as it ended, so I'm lucky to remember it at all:

I was on a half destroyed city street. I had a very cool gun with a future blue night-vision scope mounted on it. Walking along the streets were flesh colored monsters with big heads and tentacles for arms. I was shooting at them from several blocks away using the amazingly cool scope.

I was with a small group of people. We decided to move onto other areas. (Recall gets very hazy at this point.) We traveled until what seemed like noon because the environment became very crisp and sunny after this. We moved to a valley that was huge and forested with trees in every direction. There were no signs of civilization and I had the impression there had been, but it was all over grown now.

Without quite being lucid, I reasoned with the right amount of effort I could fly like a Falcon over the valley to scope out a place for us to scavenge for weapons or make a base of operations. I vaguely recall sending out a Falcon firstly, and then some how deciding that I could simply follow him. I soared into the air over the vast forested valley. I clearly remember flapping my arms at one point, like a bird, while the other watched.

I discovered, I was actually looking at my home city deep into the future and now massively overgrown. A tall mountain had ripped upwards miles into the sky completely altering the appearance of the entire region.

I directed everyone to my house so that we could scavenge it for food and weapons. It was half flattened and overgrown with trees and dirt. I did find several of my belongings that didn't quite look right. I was perplexed by how different my stuff looked in the future.

Eventually we made our way further down the valley to a compound that was sitting in front of a black-ish swampy lake. There was something like a private militia residing there. They welcomed us in, and warned that the lake was filled with monsters. I looked out a window with thick metallic blinds. I could see what looked like pink fleshy half men half fish creatures swimming around in it. The leader informed us that the lake ran underground, all the way under the compound. (These visuals were extremely realistic.)

I looked at my group and asked, "Why would we stay here then?"

For a long time I've had dreams in which I fly, but don't become totally lucid. Pretty annoying actually. I also made the connection that seeing a bird in flight triggered the lucid power of flight exhibited in the Super Lucid: Blackbird Flying dream.

The following dream I had on 5-hours sleep. This would have been my 3rd REM cycle which means this dream may have been over 45-minutes long. It was extremely, extremely, realistic. To the point that when I woke up I felt I had not been home in days or weeks. The visual quality, in complete honesty, was more vivid than real life. I say this because in real life our eyelashes block our view and veins in our eyes can make some lighting conditions slightly blurry. I have 10/20 vision so this was not a product of wearing or needing glasses or contacts.

I woke up. My long time friend Lynn was massaging my right hand as I did. She didn't look completely sober and she seemed very bleary and passionate about giving me this hand massage. I felt uneasy, because I have a jealous girlfriend and I was wondering how I let myself alone with Lynn in a room.

Sitting in the room on a chair a few feet from my bed was an earthy/hippy looking guy in his mid 20's with rusty blond hair and beard. Lynn was saying something to me about working my energies or something. She eventually got off my bed and headed out the door. The guy sitting there laughingly told me about how Lynn had pulled a similar stunt and acted really weird to someone else recently in attempt to practice her Chinese medicine.

I did not recognize the room I was in. It was beige, metallic, somewhat cramped and had no windows. I felt confused as to where I was or how I got there. The guy started making small talk (which I don't recall and) I wasn't paying much attention, as I had a sinking feeling I was some how terribly lost.

The guy suggested I go into the living room with him, so I got out of bed and followed him. The living room looked shabby and unimpressive. We sat down on a brownish colored sofa and continued to talk as I desperately tried to orient myself. Soon afterward, one by one, all my "roommates" came home. There must have been at least ten other people I appeared to be living with. I didn't know who any of them were, but they all seemed very familiar with me.

They all sat around talking to each other about various things. (This part of the dream could have easily lasted 10-minutes by itself.) I sort of made excuses for myself for not knowing what the hell was going on. I just woke up. I didn't feel too hot. But eventually admitted, "I have no idea who any of you are!" They laughed it off, and implied I had done too many drugs or something the night before. I started to become terrified of the possibility I had a massive case of amnesia. I hid it, but inside the fear was swelling up strongly.

Then, Sabrina, a girl I haven't seen in many, many years walked in with a big smile. She looked thinner and healthy and I stood up to greet her. I somewhat shouted for joy. "Sabrina! Now you I know!" Everyone laughed. At this point I said "Now I don't know if I'm dreaming or not." I was so relieved to see another person I knew, the fear level dropped and I could pretend to fit in a little. (This part of the dream could have lasted another 10-minutes.)

Eventually my girlfriend walked in and it looked like she had just got off work. She looked sweet and very calm like she had a good day. When I saw her I felt desperate to take her aside and confide in her how lost and uncertain I felt. She told me "Lets go up to our apartment." I felt relieved, because I thought we all lived in that small unit together and I couldn't understand why I would ever choose to live that way.

We walked into the halls which were also metallic and had dark worn-out atmosphere difficult to put into words. The place looked futuristic but extremely old like something from the movie Bladerunner. I followed my girlfriend up flights of stairs like a lost puppy. She remained calm and not alarmed. On the way up the stairs I asked her "Can we go back to my home? I just want to know that it's still real." She laughed it off and we walked to our apartment door.

At this point I turned around and saw a crazed looking man was following closely behind me. I opened our door, which sealed like the door of a submarine and had a bright red glowing light above the thick black metallic peep hole. I seemed to know how to open it perfectly well and I shoved her in the door, followed, then double locked ourselves in. Checking the locks from inside, they seemed loose.

Our door entered close to the kitchen. The place looked even darker, more cramped, and less inviting than the first apartment. I was starting to become very, very, uncomfortable again. Our apartment was divided into three floors. The basement level I never went to, but it was nearly pitch black save for a few red LED's on the walls. I followed her upstairs to our bedroom area. There laying on a chair was a very pale girl with shorts on sitting on a chair half dazed.

I was alarmed, but my GF explained that was only our roommate. I told her I couldn't take this place any more and asked if we could go for a walk outside. She agreed, and we left through a side door and went outside where there was only an empty parking lot, and gray looking forest. We walked into the forest and I started to feel dizzy. (The dream started to destabilize.) Horror struck again...

I put my arm around her for balance and asked "Am I mentally retarded now? Did I have some sort of accident?" She only just slightly smiled and looked at me. --Then I woke up.

I want to emphasize, when I woke up I felt I hadn't seen my bedroom in at least 2-3 days. I felt like a stranger to my own life, and I noticed that my real room was not as visually intense as my dream room.

This dream falls into a common category of my dreams: Bizarre Apartment

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March 1, 2011

I think this peanut butter I am eating for increased vividness is not only working very well it is helping me increase my recall. This first dream is very long and is chaotic which is characteristic of dreams earlier in the night which usually are not remembered. Nothing lucid though.

Dream 1 : Train of Destruction
There was some random stuff going on before this.
It was dark at night and I could barely see things happening. This was a place like Alaska in the summer, rural, tons of pine trees, and small town feeling. Me and some of the malcontents of the small rural town created a crazy rail-mega-truck thing. The center was a rail car that had old trucks connected to it on both sides, it was huge and we got it to go really fast and then burst off the track into the woods busting itself and anything in its way to hell. This was done just outside of town and may have killed people but we obviously didn’t care, the town’s people were scum. I felt bad at this feeling after thinking about it, ‘would I feel OK if there was a little girl killed in there?’ I decided to get away from what we had done and the jerks doing it by leaving town.
Under the few street lights I saw police cars looking cars over looking for the people that created that crash in the woods. They saw me but let me pass so I figured they didn’t know me or my car yet.
I am now in the dark metal like room and there is a guy there trying to calm me. He says something about “it taking effect soon” and figure I have been drugged somehow. There is a metal chair that looks like people could be strapped into it and I have to wonder if I have been made to talk about what happened before.
Then I am in a New York suburb in an empty lot. The lot is surrounded by apartment buildings and a typical chain link fence. There is an oldish guy looking like a retiree sipping iced tea in his lounge chair on his tiny back porch. I went over to him and he said something like he was impressed with my progress. Then I feel that he and others have “made me” like I am some kind of clone. I plan to escape. Figuring he may know what I would plan to do I do something totally random and ad lib and I run to the other side of the lot and then hide down under the very tall weeds and crawl to the other corner. When I come up there are 2 women looking for me frantically. The leader of the 2 says regretful “we were stressing him” to make me better. I ran out of the lot at inhuman speeds and out to the street. I had no idea where this was even though the lot I just came from seemed oddly familiar. I took a right and ran up the street than I started walking fast to not attract attention. I knew I had to get more distance between me and those people in the lot. Passing some shops and pubs to my right there was a street corner just up ahead. Then I recognized the guy on the corner [Charlie Sheen], could he be one of “them?” He was talking to other on the corner and turned to see me and nodded at me knowingly. His nod was one of ‘I got your back’ but I was too paranoid to care and ducked in the door I was at when he nodded at me. It was dark in here I could barely see anything but rushed down the hallway. Then at the end the light was visible and I recognized this as what I call ‘proximity light’ which is light that is only visible at a certain distance, a dream world invention and a little extra vividness entered the dream, I was more clear now. I hurriedly opened the door at the end of the hallway and slammed the door shut but it didn’t close but I didn’t care too much I had to get to the phone. There was a guy standing there reading the paper like he was minding the place [he was dressed in 1930s brown pants and suspenders and vertical stripped dress shirt] he just moved out of my way. There was a box on the wall that held the phone I pulled out the one piece ear piece to the old phone and was worried that I couldn’t say something into the phone and put it to my ear and looked for the piece you talk into. Before anything else, I heard a voice on the other side say in acknowledgement “I got the car”. I knew I get my way out and instantly calmed down.

This was in a wooden wall box.

Darkness

Dream 2: 2 Pink Fro’s
I was looking at 2 strange looking guys all in pink. They where white guys with huge pink afros, pink shirts, pink pants and shoes. There faces were made up to look peach colored in an artificial way. They just stood there looking like there was a camera watching them, posing.

Darkness

Dream 3: Washing a Boat
I was washing a boat in a dream world that was very familiar to me. I had some friends that came into a lot of money but never showed it too much but this was a dream world created to express their desire to flaunt their riches. In their driveway they had a Cadillac and an expensive boat up on the trailer thing. I was washing it and getting paid of course but it was ridiculously easy and fun to be around so much wealth. Then the father of this wealthy family came out to see a friend of his [I have no idea who this guy is] and after saying pleasantries,
Friend: “how’s it going these days?”
Rich guy: “not bad, just have some gambling debts to pay off.”
The friend didn’t answer knowing that there was probably going to be a mention of money.
Rich guy: “You wouldn’t mind loaning me some money would you?”
Friend: “No I really don’t have any money after my family.”
Rich guy: Smiles, like a mob boss, knowing that now he knows he can lightly threaten the “friend’s” family to coerces him to give the loan.

Darkness

Dream 4: Gold Tea Strainers
I am seeing gold tea strainers that look a little like little globes of vertical lines. I can feel they are 99% gold and like looking at them and moving them in my hand.

Wow didn't know these existed till I Googled them!
I knew what they were but kept thinking they look like earrings. Getting a good look at them again I can see why.

There were 3 more very short dreams which I didn’t feel were worthy getting up to record.

27.02.2011

Snippets 1 - I would have remembered it all, but I needed sleep! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I didn't recall any full dreams today. I would have recalled every last part of each of these dreams if I stayed awake but I was so tired that I kept falling asleep after each one without being awake enough if you get what I mean. I did try to tell myself to do a reality check when I was falling asleep after one of the dreams, but it must have failed.

Snippet A: Korean
I've been playing Crysis 1 a lot recently. I think that's why a Korean soldier appeared in this dream. Two videogames merged, actually. The base in STALKER where the guy tells you to get out of here was the location, and the Korean from Crysis was walking on the platform. He got taken out by somebody and brutally murdered. I don't want to know if it was me or not.

Snippet B: I'm not your buddy, guy
I'm not sure what this snippet meant, if anything. I remember seeing the warehouse area from the previous snippet being here, except now we (I'm fairly sure I was in a group) were on an iceberg. There were several civillians on a peninsula-esque area and we blew up the ice to send them adrift. There was blood in the warehouse.

Snippet C: Super Bus Escape
I was in a very familiar dream location that I often forget. There's this ASDA in Bournemouth that I always got dragged to as a kid, and thus it entered my dreams when I was that age. I completely forgot about it. It's like a giant hole in the ground that connects to what I think are docks, and there's a huge-ass parking lot nearby it too. It's amazing how it works and I always used to have the same dream about it when I was little; my mum would park there, we would go up in a huge lift (elevator) and we would do some shopping. But this time, I was my current self, and I was very lost in the lower levels, where I've never been before. I made my way up to the top using my phone's GPS and I remember going through a garage and picking up a mop at some point

Snippet D: Kidstuck
In this snippet, some little kids walked past me at a bus stop and I called them something which upset them (not sure what I said). Then they all cloned themselves and pinned me down arm by arm, leg by leg and then ran off with my bag. I grabbed one of them and started scanning the nearby shops (it was downtown) for my bag back.

So those are the strange but exciting snippets from yesterday. I don't consider this to count towards my amount of dreams recalled as they were all tiny snippets, but they were possibly the most vivid dreams to date that I've had. 100mg b6, 15mg zinc and a co-operative B-complex were taken about half an hour before sleep.

I've had very little recall over the past few days. Always remembering having a dream
and little bits of it but not enough to write down. I need to start getting to bed earlier
because I've had several late nights.

Just a couple notes for myself:

Title Format: [Entry Name] [Entry Date] [Entry Number]

Body Format: [Day] [Hours Slept] [Times woke up at night] [Realism Level]

Descriptions in: black
Dream in: RoyalBlue
Lucid in: blue
WILD: red

Unknown - Card
Unknown - Card
Unknown - Card
Unknown - Card
Orange Longhair Gobline w/Horns - Card, Figurine
Blue thing - Figurine
Goblin King (Jareth?) - Figurine

To accompany the following dreams:
http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/otis...finally-13965/

At last another lucid dream! I believe this one was stimulated by a combination of me singing the Beatles song Blackbird, and Dead Space 2 in which the lead character flies.

It was around 9am with clear blue skies. I was standing in the middle of my backyard on a dead tree stump. (The stump was removed years ago.) Around me I noticed all sorts of creatures were crowding. Birds, squirrels, and then I saw a cute gray bunny rabbit. I was surprised by that, but even more when following the cute bunny closely was a Jackrabbit.

Instantly I knew this was a dream when I saw it. I did my traditional reality test - flying. I lifted off the ground with complete control and ease. The animals were excited and especially the birds. I felt a wave of mental clarity wash over me. My body vanished. My perspective became small as a birds and I began to loop around my backyard while the birds joined me in loops, spins, and songs. It was very playful, peaceful, and extremely fun.

I locked my focus onto a pair of blackbirds who were flying together still over the yard. I began to follow one so closely I looked it directly in the eye a few inches away. He looked slightly uneasy with my proximity, and maneuvered away a few wing lengths. After I had done this a good few minutes, I decided I better not waste this lucidity on aerial antics alone.

I looked towards my next door neighbors yard. There was pick-nick table near one of his two backdoors. I flew over to it and my body reformed so I could land. When my body reappeared - there was an aerial hiccup as if I hit wind drag and gravity again. I started to drop but hovered at the last instant to ensure a soft landing. At this point I stepped off the table and onto the ground. I clearly remember thinking "There is no way I could forget this dream, it is much too real to forget." I considered waking myself up as I headed for the door, but I really wanted this feeling to continue.

I opened up my neighboors backdoor, excited to see how my dream would handle this. I stepped into his garage which was huge inside. Bigger than the house itself from the outside. I could hear my neighbor walking around upstairs, and I had the impression he was just getting out of the shower. I chuckled to myself about it. I began to look around the garage and I saw there was a collection of bikes and motorcycles. Out of the garage windows I saw one of the main streets in my city, and not my own block which I should have seen out those windows. I smiled to myself and thought "My dream got that wrong."

I started looking for a motorcycle I liked. There was a blue one similar to the first bike I ever owned (!) - a bicycle designed to look like a dirt bike. This also tickled me. Before I could mount it, I looked up and saw that my neighbors garage had a second floor balcony. I slightly worried he might react to me taking the bike, but when I looked up I saw more windows with people starring back down at me. I had the feeling I was at the London stock exchange (I don't recall ever seeing it before).

There were business type people up on the balcony behind windows that were too back light by pale white light to make out much more than silhouettes. I vaguely recall being asked to do some work for them by a short haired gruff woman in a business suit. The clarity and lucidity evaporated and I woke up shortly there after.

I didn't remember the dream when I woke up, despite my lucid confidence. I sat still for about a minute, tried to remember my dream and the details above rushed right in. I want to stress how clear minded I felt in this dream. The visuals, flying sensations, and audio were very high quality.

Ok so I've been busy and haven't recorded a lot of my dreams but they weren't that important. i have a few wedding dreams but that's it until last night!

I was on a football team, and we were winning a big title "The Cup" I think it may have been a high school team, but i was pretending to be a dude.No one knew i was a girl till after I won "the cup" I went home i was at my parents house. i walked into my bed room, but it wasn't the same. "I'm dreaming i thought" but everything got super fuzzy, i was about to bring myself into focus when my DC dad walked in and said "Go back to bed." I lost full lucidity, but hey i was glad to at least be semi lucid. I couldn't control movements but i could speak. My body began to rummage for something. It was something i HAD to find. then i found part of i : 5 cards from what i knew to be a huge deck of about 60 or so.

the cards were decorated in an old style texture, much like a stone-brick wall. like a labyrinth wall. My first thought went to 2 things. The first instant lucid i ever had (link: http://www.dreamviews.com/blogs/otis...ue-lucid-7520/ ) and my favorite book/movie combo The Labyrinth. The card was kind of like a Japanese card game style. There was a picture with a gold borer around it beneath the picture was a small bullet set telling you about who or what was in the picture with it's name at the top. I only remember 1 of the first cards, it was an orange shaggy haired goblin with horns (the hair was much like the style of Ludo from the movie but like bright orange like a chestnut horse).

I had to find these. I HAD TO FIND THE REST! I took hold of my baby, and went to the dresser next to the one I was looking in. I found a few figurines one of them i remember was blue-ish, an orange one that matched the card I found. I smiled. (i felt the corners of my mouth gather so it must have been a very big grin) I opened another drawer, and the only think there was a blond figuring dressed in a black cloak. I was so ecstatic i almost lost the dream. I found the goblin king!, but the figurines are useless without the cards. You have to have both for them to work. I put them with the cards, and i heard a clatter in the kitchen. So knowing the layout of my house i left my brothers room, walked down the hall, through the family room, into the dining room, and through to the kitchen. There in the sink were the orange, shaggy-haired goblins, with horns. (you need both the card and the figurine for it to work) I watched them for a minute not sure if they were cleaning or breaking things... i still don't know what they were doing. I left out the door to the garage thinking "I need to find these cards!" FUCK YOU SUBCONSCIOUS! i ended up in a greeting card store. ARG!!! i looked around for a while, and then realized it must be past my alarm, and woke myself up. (ohh yeah i missed my alarm by 1hr 15min oops)



OMG I'm soooo happy!! but i still feel like i have to find the cards. So i'll make myself a list of what I do and do not have that way i can look again when i get lucid again.

26.02.2011

Dream 6 - Play nice (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was walking home from school and I turned around and my friend was surprisingly angry. I'm not sure what he was angry at but he was swinging his bag around like a flail or some shit. I ignored it and kept walking through the trees and ended up in a heath which exists in real life. What I didn't notice about this heath is that there were a hell of a lot more trees all around it. The nerdy kids were all walking in a group and then one of them dropped the other to the ground. I turned around and my friend's step-brother ran at me and jumped like 3 meters in to the sky and the dream ended before he tackled/belly flopped me.

I used 100mg b6 about an hour and 20 minutes before sleep (I couldn't sleep. I was supposed to sleep within 40 minutes.).

(Also, this is the first dream published using the dream journal programs actual publish button.)