Elektra

A lot of my thoughts bled into my dreams last night. Unfortunately, none of my thoughts about LUCIDITY bled into my dreams last night. Figures.

Dream One- 5:30am.
I woke up from this one about 2.5 hours after going to sleep. It was more of dream warped illustrated 'thoughts' than anything. The Dream World Academy had been on my mind before bed, and I got several flashes of castles resembling the Disney World Magic Kingdom castle. None of these castles had a background behind them- They were merely just images surrounded by gray. The castles were tall, resembling Disney like I said, with long pillars reaching into the sky. As far as I can tell, there were no moats or any outer front yards, just the white/creamy gray buildings themselves.
Then I got to thinking. I could visibly see categories, as if categories are tangible objects. They were boxed shaped, red, and etched in was my weight. There were other box shaped categories next to it on either side, but my tunnel vision only collected the categories. Inside was food and the amount you can eat to maintain the weight on a running program.
Thennnn.. I woke up. Not exactly a full-blown dream, but images and thoughts.

Dream Two- Alex
This dream begins as a regular day at my house, except for the fact that it is 2pm and Alex is still asleep. I know that my father is having friends over, so I head into Alex's room to wake him up (this mirrors yesterday, when I went into Alex's room at 2 to ask him if he wanted dad to pick up food.). As normal, it is pitch-black in Alex's room, and he wakes up with a twisted, evil smile on his face. I can tell that he is angry not only because I woke him, but because I let him sleep in. From behind me I hear my dad's voice saying that we are ready, and the next thing I know, I'm plopping down on the green couch next to my dad. The living room looks as it always does, with the white coffee table, the teal couches, and the black accents. There are three men, none of them I look closely at, but who are all of medium build and hair of the brownish type. They are arranged as one sitting on the layout couch, one in my dad's normal spot, and the third next to him, all in a row. My dad is sitting a little closer to me but next to the third, and my brother is on the part of the couch that sits against the wall.
We're talking about something when we get to the topic of studying abroad. Apparently, Alex is going on some sort of a trip. Instantly, I think that I wish to go on a trip too. I say "Wouldn't it be a good idea if I went abroad too?"
My dad seems as if he is about to agree, when my brother cracks up laughing and shakes his head. Then my dad shakes his head and goes, "No." As if I couldn't handle being away from home.
They can tell this hurts, and I feel as if I am going to cry. The three of us raise up, and I brush my hair in front of my face and plant a smile on it. The men obviously don't understand what's going on, and they say , "Look at that cute smile!" and make a lot of comments about my smile, which make me want to cry more. They say this as we head across the white carpet, to the open kitchen. I can see from the living room that the light is on, though there is a lot of natural light coming into the house. The three of us walk through the kitchen, which appears normal and I don't study too much, through the dining room where a lot of natural light is flooding in.
Dad seems to stay in the dining room, but Alex and I head upstairs. I pause outside of his doorway and search for words, until finally I say to a closed door of his bedroom- "You know what Alex, what the fuck?"
I know because of the balcony that I can be heard by my dad and his friends, and I wander into my room, thinking as to if I should've used a different word, like hell.

Dream Three
I'm at my old high school, yet it looks much different. I know some of the kids from Degrassi are attending. The first room I wander into is the art room, where Mrs. N is. The room is huge and white. Counter tops with windows line the walls. In the middle of the room are tables, white-gray topped tables for students to do their work. I can see on the counter tops there are odd things here and there, tubes of paint, and there are about four students around the room getting tools or working on their projects.
I leave the room. I believe there is some sort of a back story going on, but I don't remember much of it. I remember going into my senior english class.. But the class is MUCH different. It, too, is larger but much more of a typical class room, with a board and numerous desks, and a teacher's desk at the front of the class between the board and desks. I talk to the teacher, and she tells me that we are going to watch an educational movie. My laptop is suddenly there, and she puts the disk in and it begins to play. The lights dim, but no one, not even her, is into the movie. The lights come on once again, and I realize that I want to see the movie so I say, "I'll just leave the disk in my laptop."
Then, I begin to think that her son and I would make a cute couple. I begin to imagine it, and think that she would like this union because she likes me. Then, I leave.

Dream Four
I'm on a plane ride to a country that doesn't exist. I'm in the back row of the plane, but I don't feel trapped. My seat There isn't a seat in front of me, as if the seats are arranged more narrow as the plane goes. The carpeting, I notice, is a maroon color, with the usual white-gray walls. Sitting next to me is a woman, and next to her, her husband. They look to me as if they are middle eastern. I believe the woman's clothes are of a red color, but she's wearing multiple colors like a wrap or a tunic. I believe the man was wearing white. I don't expect to be talking to them, but the woman begins to talk to me. I don't know what the conversation was about, but I know that it was encouraging.
I don't know what happens next, but I'm outside in what I can only describe as an Aladin dreamscape- Buildings and streets the colors of dust. It is clear that I am in some middle eastern country. The man from the plane is standing next to me, and he says that his wife didn't want to come anymore. We are standing as if we had to come upstairs to a plaza level outside of a sand-dusty building. We head inside, and it's much like a movie theater.
We sit in the back. The seats are much different- long gray benches, with head-high walls separating the benches into rows. This, I can tell, is gray sand dusty.
I realize soon that I don't know the language, and I say this to the man. I know that he knows the language but he won't teach it to me, but I think "Ha, don't need the language to view the images." A cloudy, gray face appears on the screen, and I view from my eyes barely above the wall separating the rows of seats. I think "Man,, if this were a dream, it would be scary.. It's a good thing this isn't." FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.

Dream Five- Two and a Half Men
It is clear that I am watching an episode of Two and a Half Men, though this episode contains only Charlie and his mom. Though I am aware that I am watching this unfold, It's really as if I'm watching a dream, I can't see a television screen, just the events unfolding out in front of me like a regular dream. The scene begins in the living room, and I'm paying just as much attention to the living room as I would watching it.. So minimum. But there is a patchwork of the usual colors, and nothing is striking about the scene- The usual ocean/beach view in the background, etc. Charlie is stationed in the middle of the room, wearing a blue and black golf shirt (the stripes ate black), clutching a brown bottle long-neck beer in his hand. He is facing away toward the door, and stretching out on a sofa chair facing the door is Evelyn, in a bright purple Barney-and-friends colored skirt suit. She is saying that Charlie needs to take a bath and that she had just taken a bath herself, and surprisingly, he doesn't appear drunk and doesn't refute this. The scene stays on her, but I can hear "Okay mom, I'll take a bath."
Still sitting, she orders him to 'draw a bath' and says that she will bathe again with him. This is what starts the fight- he turns for the first time and comes over to the couch and says "I'll take a bath, but not with you in it.. That's just.. ewww." He does a mock-shiver.
Suddenly, I'm aware that I'm laying in my mom's room, watching the show with her. I'm merely aware of being there, and briefly I turn my head and say, "Ew, now that's just GROSS. Why does she want to bathe with him!?"
The next moment, I look up at the screen and see the bath tub with water. Again, I don't actually see the television screen, but the events unfolding. There is brown hair floating on top of the water, and an arm swirls it and scoops it out of the tub.
Then I hear my mom say, "I don't know, this is just WEIRD."
I look up at the 'screen' again, and Charlie and Evelyn are in court, arguing the case on if they will take a bath together or not. The court room is small and packed, with four rows of spectators. The judge is at a podium, way closer than usual to face the crowd. I can tell that it is the end of the episode, and I can't shake the thoughts that the episode was strange.

Dream Six- Expanding the Bathroom by Downsizing my Room
I feel as if this dream is much separate from the Two and a Half Men dream, but I'm in a large bathroom, which I recognize as the Two and a Half Men bathroom. Except that it's not, it's completly different. I'm standing inside of it, with white walls of marble. I'm standing near the right corner. Straight ahead of me tucked into the wall is a marble bathtub and an off-white curtain. To the left of the room is a sink and a mirror, and behind me is the toilet. Really, the bathroom is rather large, but my mother is telling me to "Look, look at the bathroom, isn't it small?" Charlie is standing near the bathtub in the same attire as before, with a shrug- He's not paying much attention. I kind of shrug my shoulders and say "I see what you mean", even though I know I'm lying. She says "Wouldn't it be great if we expanded it?" Now, I can't see my mom but I agree.
Then, she says: "Well, you know that will have to expand into your room, right?" I can tell by the way she's saying it that she feels bad, but feels it needs to be done. In my mind, I picture the Hoffman's house, and say "No, it will go into Alexis' room!"
I partially wake up, and think about it, and think "Nope, it will be my room.." As the bathroom is up against my closet.

Dream Six- Apartment Hunting in German Town (to be added later)

Recording these by hand in my dream journal has become a task.. so hopefully typing them will be a lot faster.

Dream One- Bacon Bits

The dream begins in my room. It looks exactly as my room normally does, blue. I know my parents are preparing dinner, and I realize that I have a bowl of salad that I didn't get to bring to another house. I look into the sealed bowl- The salad is slightly wilted with flecks of brown but I consider it okay. I go into my movie/bookcase, pull out the drawer I store things in, and see the remanents of the salad kit bag. The leaves in the bag are way more browned, But my main concern is the cheese and the bacon bits. I pull out a legit baggy of shreded cheese, and a baggy of real bacon strips. I set the bowl on my night stand, and began mixing the cheese and some of the bacon in, when I think, "Will dad even EAT it with bacon in it?"
I grab the bowl and the baggies and head downstairs, where I peer into the kitchen through the dinning room. I wonder what dad has put on the grill, as he is standing beneath the bright kitchen light, food propped on the counter above the candy drawer, when he sees me out of the corner of his eyes from the counter, and says "Paige, I made you some string beans!" I say thank you and take it as a cue to walk in and set my salad down on the table. My mom is sitting in 'my spot' at the table, and I sit next to her in 'her spot', and they begin talking about bacon bits in a salad. Everything looks normal- From the kitchen lighting, to the table, to the blinds on the window. Mom, Dad, and Alex both say that they prefer really tiny bits, and I hold up my bag and say "What about these, do you want me to put these in?" They look at the bag and say a half-hearted yes, and I offer to chop them up for the salad.

Dream Two- Airport with Kate

I'm at the airport, except for the fact that it looks nothing like the airport near my house. My mom and I are outside, in a covered drop off area of the airport, headed down a ramp to a lower part of the airport. We start to come back up it when I happen to look up to a ledge and railing that blocks people from falling into the ramp into oncoming traffic and spot Kate, who was sporting the new haircut I saw in her facebook picture. We wave to each other, when I say "I like your haircut" and she shouts "Hey, I got a new haircut!" at the same time. In a way, I want to brush her off, but suddenly we're in a room.. I don't know if it's at the airport or her house, or what. The carpet is white, as well as the room and the door, and it seems like i'm in any suburb home. But we're sitting down with another girl, with a piece of paper between us. On the paper is pictures, and they begin crafting a 'True Blood' trivia board game. I think that my mom may enjoy this game, and say "Yep, I'm probably going to lose." As I look at the pictures, I realize that I've never seen the show, so I help by putting a 'Free Space' on the board, laughing. I get up to go somewhere (I don't know where), and return as they start the game by picking up the pictures and reading the questions written in the spaces. The pictures are colorful, and I can tell they are characters despite having not seen the show. On the board, I write in the space, '(MyName's) Space' and laugh. Then I pick a trivia piece and guess, while they get some of the right answer. We stop the game within seconds to do something else, and the dream fades.

Dream Three- School

I'm back in school, where I'm forced to take a bunch of tests. School begins in a normal class room, but by the end of the day, it seems like class is in my driveway. We all had to take some sort of a test, and we're getting the results back. I'm sitting by a girl named Maddie on the driveway, facing out into the road, who I don't like, but used to be my friend. When I get my results back, I change the way I was sitting to shield them, and read over the scores. The first packet of scores are about a 90%. I flip through to the other ones, and notice a 35 in red ink on a multiple choice. I knew this was a test we couldn't study for, and knew 35 was the bare minimum acceptable. I flip through and notice red circles in front of some answers.
I casually look over to see Maddie has the same score as me, and I feel better. As we start to go over the test, we are now facing the direction of my front lawn. Maddie morphs into Hannah, who doesn't like me. She's upset that she recieved a 35, and going through the answers, there was one that she is convinced is wrong. The question, following a crime question says "This makes them a. Bonnie and Clyde, or b. Coco and Bono" the answer was apparently b, but we all chose a.), because.. Who are Coco and Bono?
Later on, I recall telling my father that the test was hard, and I only made a 35 on it.

Dream Four- Phish Food

It is cheat day, and finally time for my Phish Food! Despite the fact that it's early, I decide to go to my freezer and try some of the Phish Food now. I pull out the pint, and it's smaller than usual.. But I think this is fine, since there are three servings left, and the one serving was rather big. I take a spoon and go into the living room, where I peer into the carton. As I begin to scoop the ice cream, I realize there isn't much in there, even though it fills the serving cup. I eat some of it and realize that most of it is gone. I look back at the light purple carton, unsatisfied, and realize that the pint is actually one cup, and the four servings are divided from one cup! I begin to think that it is a gyp and a total waste.. Begin rationalizing that my mom must have ate some or bought a new, smaller container.. And realized that I measured out a 1/2 cup the day before, so I had overeaten the tub.

Dream Five- Teen Mom

This was one of my first dreams, and I remember bits of it. I remember a teen mom and her boyfriend, at a hospital that looks more like the fancy upstairs of the house. The mom is planning to give her child up for adoption, yet the nurses hand her the baby and tell her to wash him. I start to think that this is not a good idea and that she might bond with the baby, when the father says the same thing. The mother seems to think it's okay, and they head into a room to wash the baby.

It seems my vivid dreams have once again returned!

Preparation: Multivitamin, B12, Fish Oil, and a Banana with Peanut butter + Lots of Water!
I had a failed attempt at a WILD because I woke up REALLY having to use the bathroom only two hours after I fell asleep. =/

These all seemed like one very long dream, though they were all different.. And really boring for anyone reading this, because you don't know the people I'm talking about here.
The biggest breakthrough seems to be the fact that these dreams seemed to be linked, and that when I woke up, I went back into the dreams. Much like a DEILD, but only with the DEID =/.

My Four Dreams: Non-lucid
One dream involved my childhood friends, Ria and Rachael. I remember realizing that there was some sort of a neighborhood party we had to go to. It was around Christmas time, though nothing seemed Christmassy. I put on a sweater, and my dad and I went over to my Uncle Dave's, where the party was happening. As soon as I got there, I saw Ria. She looked the same, still skinny and friendly. As soon as she saw me, she immediately apologized for the last time she saw me, saying "I'm sorry I left when you went to the bathroom last time. As soon as you left, my mom said 'lets go!'" I remember imagining this scenario in my head, and then thinking that I didn't even remember this incident occurring. But I told her that it was fine.
I went into the house, where I saw Rachael. She was wearing this light purple sweater, and seemed happy to see me. We walked together to the staircase, where I told her that I liked her sweater and the color on her. She seemed really surprised, happy, but surprised and was like, "Really!? You really like it!?" and pinched the top of her sweater between her fingers. I said that I did, and we went upstairs into Brandon's room.
There, I unzipped my sweater and realized I was wearing this old plum Adidas shirt that I used to have. I looked in the mirror and saw that my makeup was haphazardly put together, and I apologized, saying that I hadn't known about the party before hand. Really, I just wanted her to comment on how good I looked weight-wise, because I had lost weight since I had last seen her.

Then another dream, I was at my house. I suppose it was still in the same timeframe. I know that it was around Christmas, and my mom was working a flight so I was home with my dad and brother. I had been in the basement, where I remember to have slept there the past few nights, having accidently fallen asleep. The dream started with me waking up in the basement, and walking up the stairs to a haphazardly put together Christmas display, and me wondering why I had fallen asleep in the basement. I then ventured into the kitchen to get something to eat.

In my third dream, I wasn't really myself, but someone else. I know this scenario I created myself in the dream as a Roleplayer, and I was 'Roleplaying' with someone else. However there was no typing involved whatsoever, just acting it out. Apparently, my character was a bit of trouble with the school, but a really good sports player. She wasn't a teacher, but someone offered to massage out her legs and calves on school property, and provide some sort of therapy. Eventually, this was supposed to develop into more, but I woke up in the middle of it.

My fourth dream involved high school, and my deceased Anthropology professor. Ria was here again, and we were going over the study guide packet for his test. He wasn't actually in the dream, but the packet was for his class. Ria and I were standing outside of the gym in this little hallway next to some vending machines, and we were talking about how we were hungry. The vending machienes were all turned off, but I dug through my wallet and found some coins. There were some strange coins, pennies with odd designs on the back, and my quarter with a hole drilled through it, so I gave her the plain quarters. We were ridiculing the school for not turning on the vending machines, and Ria went to one of the vending machines and saw an assortment of peanut butter crackers for fifty cents. Yet Ria saw an opening near the bottom where she could take some food. She took a bag of ginger snaps and through the coins into the hole it left.

First Post in the dream journal, and newold revelations.

Lately, I've been having very vivid, very realistic non-lucid dreams. And because of spring break, I've been able to focus more on lucid dreaming. I have decided to honor my New Year's resolution and really make more of an effort with lucid dreaming. In the past, I have put forth little but some effort and have gotten a nice response.. So I'm certain if I put forth the effort that I SHOULD toward lucid dreaming, that I could do amazing things. And honestly? It's worth it. It's MORE than worth it. Any little thing I do in my waking life to secure having ample time in my dream world to do the things I can't or only dream of doing is not just worth it.. But it has almost become a necessity. Not only do I NEED this, but I want this more than anything, and I know I can do it. I know I can open my inner eyes to this new world, so it's time to get started.

And the first step? Dream Journaling.

Preparation: Last night, I decided to try a PBild. This really isn't a technique, but a great excuse to eat peanut butter before bed :]. I ate half a sandwich while reading a book, and the other half shortly thereafter before laying down. I also had my nightly Multivitamin + B12 + Fish Oil + Cinnamon.

My Recall: Minimal: Lately I've had incredible recall, anywhere from 1-4 full-blown dreams a night. Last night I must have been too tired, or too something.
I had a false awakening at around 8 am. I could feel myself waking up, and I had thought that I turned to look at my clock to see that it was almost noon. I remember thinking "Crap.. Well, so much for that DEILD, I moved! And bummer, I didn't get to lucid!" Then, I really turned over, and saw that it was only 8.
I was super bummed for about a minute, thinking I had ruined my chances, but I got up to go to the bathroom and thought about performing a WBTB or a mixture. I repeated: "My mind will stay conscious as my body falls to sleep. I will realize when I am dreaming.." And quickly fell to sleep. =/
Dream: It wasn't really much of a dream, and a non-lucid one at that. I'm sure that there was more to it, but the part that I remember was walking in my mom's room and seeing my mom and brother watching TV. I remember bounding in and jumping over my brother to sandwich myself in between the two.. And that's about it. Not much of a night for dreaming. =/
Edit: I also remember my mother telling me not to dump something on the new tile. xD Yep, tres interesting.