side notes

Picked up another short fragment tonight: the alarm clock went off late, causing my wife to freak out for a moment as it give her virtually no time to get ready for work. I also fairly vividly remember looking at the clock itself, which read 7:43; my wife usually leaves the apartment about 7.

I'm certain this was a dream because the front door of the apartment closing as my wife left for work (at the right time, around 7) woke me up again, as it occasionally does. Additionally, the alarm woke me up finally at the time I usually get up at 7:30.

Unfortunately, when I was awoken by the door closing I had memories of a much longer dream, but my wife returned to the apartment to write a quick note on my computer so I couldn't get up immediately to write up a DJ entry. In this time, my mind wandered a bit and by the time I returned to thinking about the dream I'd managed to forget all the details.

Last night's lesson: I need to find a more efficient way of taking notes. It'll be a bit of a challenge though, my current sleeping arrangements don't leave a lot of room for keeping a notebook somewhere that doesn't require a bit of movement to get to.

Had only a notion of one dream. When I tried to focus on it, it went away, leaving me remembering the feeling of knowing, but not knowing.

I just noticed that my air conditioner puts out isochronic tones in about the 2 to 3 hz range. Basically it's "humming" 2 or 3 times a second. I can look at the clock with a second hand, and count them. Not sure what part of the unit is doing this, as the base frequency is pretty low. I don't think this is uncommon, and would explain why people like the sound of the air conditioner or central fan to sleep. Cool.

Conditions:
Fell asleep: 11:30 pm
2400 mg of Omega 3 Fish Oil before bed

COMMENT LUCID NON LUCID DREAM SIGN

I managed to hold onto a fragment of a dream last night (night of 8/10-8/11) that I want to write down before I blow it off for too long; it involved playing around with what felt like a hole in the back of my left lower incisor with my tongue.

It wasn't as memorable as the myriad of past dreams I can remember where I've had teeth falling out, but it was similar in overall theme.

Note for thought: do the permanent retainers I have installed after I had braces still remain in dreams?

Edit: Quick error fixing and addendum, this occurred night of 8/10-8/11, not 8/11-8/12 (which would be tonight).
Also, addendum to the final note, it occurred to me as I went to lay down again that if the retainers do indeed seem to be absent I may be able to use them for reality checking?
Final note, I also seem to recall that when I have teeth-related dreams, the oral tactile sensations seem to be the only sensory information I retain upon awakening.

I prayed quietly to myself that one night you would come, my angel, my guiding light, my soul. And you came as a friend and as a beautiful murderer, bringing me a letter from a mind that I could never truly conceive. I told you, that you are not welcome in my house, that you can not come through the door and yet you miraculously found a way through the loggia window. And there we were, standing on the opposite sides of the door, looking in each other’s eyes, a few moments away from awakening, connected in this flawless, deep understanding.
And I loved you, and I was terrified from being with you, and I needed you, I always had...
I once read that a man can truly be himself, if he can choose between artificial and reall insanity...and here I am thinking if I’m really going mad or am I just still very,very young?
And here I am, feeling the butterflies in my stomach dancing around a perfect ambrosia!

Comment Dream Lucid Dream

I was ill yesterday so I had practically no recall at all. What I remembered wasn't worth mentioning, I thought. I should've known better though: always write at least something down. This night I woke up by myself after a dream I had. Recalled merely two words but I wrote them down anyway. And you know what? I woke up again after the next dream and recalled a fragment and a third dream:

I found myself back in highschool in french class. Not as a student, but assistent to help out my old teacher. The class was writing a letter and she was asking me all sorts of questions to see whether those 6 years of french had stuck in my head. Unfortunately they haven't.

I was at a beach with my little brother and my mum (for some reason, my dreams almost never include my parents). Soon there was something (unknown) about to happen there, so we had to prepare the beach. This meant we had to colour certain parts of the beach with markers in either that flashy neon green, red, or ice (yes, we had a marker that would bestow anything you touched with it with a layer of ice). At first, I barely succeeded, but then my mum came to the rescue and gave me a new icemarker. Apparently the old one had worn down.

Went back to sleep, woke up at 9:40 and recalled a fourth dream:

In this dream I went to buy a house with my mates from college to live in. We found a good 'possibility' and decided to have a look. When we got there, the owner was one of our old teachers and he gladly showed us around.
We descended two stairs and went through a long hallway before entering the house. It was huge, and I really mean huge. I kept thinking to myself: Is this really only 135 m2? Can't be. The house was also entirely below the ground. It had no windows at all and long, long white walls. After we had seen a couple of rooms we went into the first bedroom (again, huge and largely empty). We moved on and got to the lounge, the first room not empty or white. It was made of classy wooden walls and was lighted with candles or oil lamps or such. It was loaded with those babychairs in all sorts of colours. "Yeah", my teacher said apologetically. "I had an entire primary school spend the night recently."
We also had a room with a little hole in the wall. If you crawled through (and that took quite some effort) you'd fall down a hose and end up in an arabic basaar. Can't remember much, but it beat walking to the nearest supermarket.

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Missed dreamsigns:
- Colouring a beach
- Ice as a colour
- The place definitely wasn't 135 m2
- An arabic bazaar underneath our house?! O_o

Last night was really weird, I'm getting sick so that may have something to do with it.

Firstly I can remember being very aware that I was lucid but also aware of my RL body, I could feel both at the same time - this was early in the night.

Then I wake up and can't recall a single thing, this is the worst recall I've had since starting my DJ.
I'm wondering if it has anything to do with being sick??

I remembered one small fragment while taking my daughter to school
Fragment: for some reason I suddenly become really in shape, like big muscles - I think it's so that I can fight someone or something

Seems like I wasn't interested in having any LD's last night with the amount of weird stuff happening

Fragment: remember having an intimate dream with C (details are reserved for me)

I remember a dream about being in a comic version of reality, possibly something to do with virtual reality? People had "powers" and it was set in Africa again. It was either in or had something to do with Rwanda and Burundi.

My wife and I were praying for some guy who had a show jumping competition but he was blind? We were looking at the place where it was supposed to happen in a picture, I recognized the picture as being 2 places that I know. Suddenly we were in the place that the picture was travelling. C morphed into a bug but it was still her. We went to my primary school and it was military preparing students for civil war - like overthrowing the government. I was aware that I was at school without showering and was very self conscious and just wanted to shower. Also there was something about C putting part of my lunch in the staff fridge and I wanted it back. At break it was snowing and there was lots of ice. I went with L,Z and some random kid in there car until we stopped to play in the snow, we had a snow fight and then tried to build a snowman. We then went into Sylvester Stallones house, D was there and we were there to council him because they had lost a family member, I think it was his mom, his wife and son were there.... and that's all I remember

I dreamed that I was in some bigger, darker, version of my parents old house. This man and woman were there. And then it was a store, somehow. And they were shopping. I ask the person I'm working with if the two "had left yet". She says yes and I say: "Thank goodness," and as I say that I notice they are still here so I quickly change it to, "Because I needed to use the restroom." so as not to annoy them or make it seem like I'm badmouthing them. Anyways, I go back to use the bathroom and for some reason there's a woman with the guy that I wanted to leave and she's freaking me out. For some reason she's suffering from this "Alzheimer" like disease that can only be cured by this product called 'squid juice'. What it does is it (the disease) slowly makes you forget everything you love. I somehow gave it to her. Then Justin Long is somehow there and he's hunting me down and I'm trying to hide. He never catches/finds me. But I hear him saying that the 'squid juice' doesn't cure everyone. He pours some of it on his hand/face and worms start to bubble out of it and then he says, "It doesn't always get to what is inside.". And that's all I really remember.

And then for some reason Leah and I are at this really run down looking movie theater. We're on our "honeymoon" (don't ask me how I know this) and we wanted to go see a movie. So we get our tickets and, at first, have a helluva time finding our movie room. Somehow we end up like a mile past our actual room before having to double back. We find it, room 13, and go in. Immediately I'm hit by the smell of must and decay. There is a woman wearing loose sweatpants, she's a big woman, and the first thing she says when we come in is: "Finally ya made it." So we go all the way into the room. The actual silver screen is nice but instead of cozy chairs there is a gigantic white bench/pyramid that is covered in kids. We make our way over there. The kids are yelling and loud. There is a man at the front of the room by the screen trying to calm them down. He can't. So he sends in a "band jockey". A band jockey is a guy that is in the band that entertains the kids between shows. I don't know how I know this. So he comes in and asks the kids to quiet down, they don't. He gets mad and leaves again. When he comes back, again, he's dressed in some bizarre "Bashir" costume. He has a big oily black mustache and a giant wig. The kids listen after laughing a little bit. And then we're somehow back in our "hotel room" and I remember trying my hardest to get out of the clothes I was wearing and to bag them up. The smell from the theater is clinging to them and it's making my dream self gag.

I couldn't sleep well last night. I'm on my fourth day of the Infinity course (I'm at the point where I'm doing MILD and hand theory before going to bed and then waking up a few hours for the WBTB technique). But I kept waking up. I don't think I ever fell into a deep enough sleep to make the WBTB technique work. I tried listening to binaural beats while I was asleep but I think they kept me awake.

Til next time.

So let me walk you through what I did yesterday night. (End of streak to 6 )

I decided to try the technique that gave me my first and only LD: The Yell And Be Mad At Yourself technique. Basicly I go in my room and start talking about how I cant seem to LD and telling myself to RC and such. It worked the first time

So I go to sleep and try to stay pissed off so its my last though before sleeping. I still try to relax and, without even wanting it, I start seeing blue in my eyes. It starts as blue, then there's a voice that is saying stuff in my head. Not just a whisper; a very clear, solid, manly voice. Also there appears to be a creepy music in the back. My first though is that my parents are watching the TV too loud. But then patterns start appearing. The form was some kind of spiky circle. I dont know what the name of the shape is. So im starting to realize I may be in SP. My heartbeat starts racing. I also felt something in my eye, some kind of tingle. Although the voice is creepy, im not scared. Hell ive been trying so hard to SP im not chickening out anytime soon. Then I stopped, because I know its impossible to dream before going to bedand im tired. Besides, I never wanted to WILD in the first place! But before sleeping, I get up and go around the house. Both parents sleeping, NO TV, NO COMPUTER. HELL YEAH! Im hallucinating! Yipee! And even if the TV was on, you cant ignore patterns and colors.

Note: This is really weird. To keep my mind awake, I started singing the song by The AA Rejects, Gives you hell. And for like a splitsecond, it felt real. It was loud, and I could hear it as clear if I was listening for real. Is that common?

Now this morning, I noticed something: My YABMAY technique not only did nothing, but completely fucked up my recall. I remember absolutely nothing, but it was to be expected. Stress and nervouseness decreases recall, I heard. I tried to see if I could go in SP again at 7 and saw blue, but no voice or pattern.

Now heres my questions:
Was I really in SP? Im used to thinking it is sleep paralysis while it is only numbness.

The first time, I was sleeping on my stomach (my reg position) but in the morning I tried on my back. Any impact?

7 is the time when Im simply not tired enough to fall asleep. At that time, I know going back to sleep is not an option. But if I try WILD in the morning, maybe my body couldnt fall asleep? After all, my mind cant.

Can YABMAY do any good? Is there a "right" way to do it so it doesnt mess up my recall?

Im thinking of turning more of my attention on WILD. I dont like going to bed not knowing wether I will have an LD or not. Luck isnt a big friend of mine. Is spending more time on WILD a mistake?

TY

BTW: Im gonna see Adam Lambert in person backstage this weekend! Wish me luck

Remember two dreams from last night... one was a fully lucid dream.... and another one was a non lucid.

Lucid- I was sitting in a room with all of my relatives. My grandma asked me to do a reality check... so I plugged my nose... and sure enough! I could still breathe in! I Marvelled at how realistic it felt. It was truly physical... and It was very hard to convince myself it was a dream because of how real it felt... so I tried flying. It wasnt easy.... I flew like a little bit but because the dream felt truly physical and real... i just couldnt fly very much. I was able to fly over a couch... and that was about it. I was told to fully master my dream... I had to go into a room and choose from a book what I wanted to do... So I did.... I picked " ride around the grand canyon on a dinosaur" The dinosaur went strait up a lot of things which made it very scary.... because once again... it felt really physical. The dream mustve ended after that... because I dont remember anything. It wasnt the best... but hey... it was another lucid dream. Oh... and another thing.... I did not try to have it... but I have been doing reality checks whenever I thought About it. Also... I had a very hard time remembering my dreams and didnt until hours later.... and this leads me to believe I may be having more frequent lucid dreams.... But I NEED TO get my dream recall up.

Non Lucid- I went to the beach with my family... I wasnt sure how I got there I just was. There were two ropes in the water.... the first rope meant some danger and the second rope meant high danger. Me and my dad swam out to the high danger.... We were swimming when I mentioned to my dad that I saw things swimming in the water. He Said he did too... It was sharks.... dolphins.... and whales... I swam as fast as I could torwards shore.... as did my dad. I made it without problem. Later that night I was watching the news which was talking about the abundance of dangerous widelife there was that day. Not a very good dream if you ask me.

I''l put the dreams from the last 2 nights in the same entry

8/9

can't remember why but I looked at my left hand and I had too many fingers, failed a nose RC then checked my hand again - still manky, became lucid. Was in a room which was supposed to be my parents it was very dark. I touched the cupbords and whatever else I could reach to stabilize the dream, it worked. I left the room and was in G's house I walked to the playroom but didn't see anyone, I walked back towards G's room to see if B was there as I approached the room the dream faded.

Later that night I had a non-lucid dream in the same house, this time there were lots of DC's including a beautiful woman who was totally into me. I felt like I was cheating by being with here and tried to hide what we were up to. We kissed in the playroom and them made plans to meet in G's bedroom, she wanted me to stay another day but I said no. I went through the kitchen on the way to G's room and B was making breakfast in the kitchen. Eventually I'm in G's room with the woman and we have sex, B is there and she is giving me instructions - LOL

Nap: I'm travelling in Africa and am in charge of some teams, Dad and me split the teams mixing them. S was there.

9/9

We're visiting houses from a news story? We go into a house that I know in the dream world it is a very poor area, the house has yellow and blue walls. We're invited to sit down and I notice 2 of those buzzy magnet things on a table. I remember someone mentioning them in the inception totem thread and realize im dreaming. Do a hand RC and fail but know I'm dreaming so I do a nose RC and I can breathe. I touch some things to stabilize and walk toward the kitchen where the old lady host went. As I get to the kitchen I start loosing the dream, in desperation I close my eyes and spin and fall, I get up in the living room again and head toward the kitchen the dream fades again this time I can't stabilize it .

Later I'm fetching L from school but the building is different as I get to the gate I realize this is a dream, I RC and become Lucid. I touch the gate to stabilize. I go into the classroom but there are no DC's. I decide to walk through the door to transition to somewhere else, I walk through the door without opening it and simply am outside the school. K is sitting outside and I decide to see what kissing feels like. I put my hands through here hair to help stabilize and kiss her. It feels ok - not amazing. I loose the dream - probably because I closed my eyes.

I lie dead still after waking and slide back into the dream, this time I'm fetching P. I'm lucid from the beginning but loose the dream waking up after a few seconds .

fragments: Africa again, S is there, Trip to Russian or Turkey?

I've been writing my dreams down but haven't been updating here so here goes.

3/8

something about a juvenile prison, that is just a deterrent and me and some other DC's trying to escape over the roof.

Hectic meeting with some people I work with about some stuff that they are doing wrong, everything comes out into the open and they both admit to wrong doing. One of them admits to having an a affair.

Can't remember the significance of the rest of my notes:
D watering his plants
neighbors flat - holiday
railing kid safe
gay guy
talk to guy about flat windows

4/8

Long dream about moving into a flat in Pretoria. C doesn't like the courtyard I'm explaining that the plants have just been planted and they need to grow, it's like a formal garden with hedges. The flat is in a really nice building and we can afford it but we're looking for a cheper place that's just as nice.
There is a strange bouncy walkway with red carpets, I think CT is there.
Later F and some others are sitting at chairs in the courtyard i go and talk to them.
Later there is a swimming pool in the courtyard and I'm swimming, staying underwater for very long periods. Suddenly theres acid in the water and it burns me. I get out and the burns continue to get worse E is in the dream at some stage.

notes that don't make sense:
flyers for church
bikes, new tire
watering grass
buildings

Later I'm chasing something with the help of a bloodhound

5/8

Playing golf with K at Unicorn golf club

I'm at a mall with T and W. We are in the part of the mall that is only used by employees. It turns into a factory/mall, we are spies. We are running away and someone goes through a "baggage slot". At some point we're in a bathroom and I p on T - LOL

Also at some point in the mall we are comedians and we are ripping on a group of people for coming to do something lame - to do with strangling a lady, only thats not a bad thing and the lady doesn't mind. I tell the group that they should "not be themselves" this was apparently a witty diss.

6/8

I'm teaching people about a healing technique which has to do about the other universe (too much fringe )

In a hotel room with sex stuff going on, S and V are involved as well as K. K tries to make a fool out of me. There is lots of alcohol involved.

7/8

Was in my old SL house with C and P can't remember if L was there. Played on the giant rock with P.
Tried to stop C from seeing me in the photos inside the house.

Nap: Parrot with a broken beek and metal prosthetic. Golf club Dad and L are there. Pool with Alex, Andre and Ant - LOL

Comment Dream Lucid Dream

Yesterday my recall sucked, today it blew me out of the water. I remembered up to 4 dreams (fragments). No lucids though, but I don't care (more or less ;p). This is progress anyway. Here goes:

I'm at a seminar of my old guitar teacher. He invited a couple of his best students to record a DVD with him and learn a couple of songs and techniques along the way. We all had to follow a certain course in which we could choose between two songs, play one of them and when we did so correctly we could move on to the next two songs. For some reason, he had decided to visualize the course outline like this, with two piramids:



We all started out on the right and could choose between song 1 and 2. Then you move up to 3 and 4, 5 and 6, and so on and so forth. I first tried song 2. It was an acoustic guitar song accompanied by me singing (song doesn't actually exist). My performance wasn't actually that bad, but the intonation of my voice dropped a bit at the end. I knew that, because halfway the performance I transferred to another version of me listening in the audience. Because my intonation dropped, the teacher said it wasn't good enough and I decided to go for song 1 anyway: Heart's Crazy on You.

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In my second dream I stood behind the counter at a restaurant and I was supposed to pass out french fries to anyone who would want to have them. A gorgeous lady walked up to me. Red dress and lipstick, dark hair, big brown eyes. Stunning. I looked her in her eyes and repeated a mantra in my head. I remember kicking myself in the head (figuratively ;p) because it should've been "I am lucid dreaming", but I kept repeating "Don't pay attention to the floor". Weird. To make matters worse, the lady was apparently a psychic and able to read my mind. She asked my why she shouldn't pay attention to the floor and I told her the floor was dangerous because of its colour (I genuinely believed that, though). I gave the woman her fries and she went away. And I didn't become lucid.

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I was waiting at a hatch with my instructor. We're in an old building made of metal and steel, rust and algae are running up the walls. It smells a bit. The instructor tells me that at the other side of the hatch are ghosts. It's the garbage dump of wherever we are and the ghosts are attracted to the trash we dump there daily. I have to go in though, so the instructor gives me some pills that are to make sure the ghosts don't come for me as soon as I enter, they apparently love human meat. The pills only work for a given amound of time, though.
I take some pills and climb through the hatch. The other side looks just as metallic and rusty as where I just was. I can indeed see some zombie-like figures wandering about, but they don't come after me. Whew. Time to go search for what I am initially here for: a lost Zelda II cartridge. After I've looked around I was able to find only a couple of cartridges with parts of the game on it, but not in it's entirety. I remember that was obvious, because the cartridge had been split up in several parts, because it was just like a zip-archive.

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In my last dream I found myself again at the garbage dump. This time I was much deeper in, together with someone else. This part of the dump looked like an old, neglected city, but still as rusty as ever. We were in trouble. The pills would almost lose their effect and to top it all: Voldemort was coming for us. We hide, but Voldemort still manages to find us and kills my friend. He doesn't even look like Voldemort, by the way; glasses, brown scruffish hair and a bordeaured polo shirt.

Obviously I am more than happy with this amount of recall . I do wonder where my mind gets all the references from though. I haven't read HP in 3 years now and never even played Zelda II O_o

Nothing to write about Wave 9, except that since I was in another bed that did not count and my dream streak is still at 3 while my record at 4.

Now wave 10:
I learned the hard way a lesson this morning: RC EVERY FREAKIN MORNING when you wake up.

Wake up in the hotel at morning. I look at my watch; 7:50. Crap, my family is still not up. Normally my brother and sister wake up at about 7. Especially at a hotel. Then I lye down and actually think to myself: Should I do an RC? Or not? Yes? No? And finally I go back to sleep thinking like nahh watever.

Wake up again later. Im like: Ahh what a beautiful morning! Its sunny! Yay! Im happy!

(looks at watch) And its just six fift.... No. No. NO. NO Its not 6:50! It was 7:50 a minute ago!

A serie a swearing, mental screaming (sleeping family) and despair ensues.

Noooooooooooooooooooo. How? HOW? OMFG!

And so kids, thats why you RC every morning

I am an official member of the DV Globalization Project. I have access to the forum and I now translate articles in French! Yay!
I am also the team leader and the only member in french! Plus I talked with Alex!