Glieuaeiel's DJ

Dear reader, if you follow my dream journal (which, let's face it, nobody probably does), you may have noticed that right after I said I would try to update more frequently, I disappeared for almost a month. The fact is that I realized that carefully writing out all of my dreams was becoming more of a chore than anything else, so I decided to take a break. I am still taking that break, but I decided I should say so online just in case there *are* any people who have taken an interest.

Here are some short summaries of interesting dreams I've had lately:

--Woke up late to class and found some kind of green plant in my teeth when I went to the bathroom. Weed? I've never done weed in my life, but I can't really remember what I did last night. Something related to Wheel of Time, and maybe Girl/Girl Scene . . . ?

--Doing parkour and other badass things with my sister

--Half lucid, I flew to "Central Park." (There was a larger story arc here that I've forgotten.)

--I walk a convoluted path to get to a commercial plane that takes off by jumping off of the branch of a giant tree. I didn't know planes could take off that way, but it's awesome.

Wait, didn't I leave this place . . . ? (LUCID)

While walking around in Barcelona, I see something that I really want to take a picture of. Unfortunately, I recently posted to Facebook some pictures of the plane taking off that took me from Barcelona back to the States. It would be silly to add more pictures after that one, since you'd think pictures of the plane taking off should be the last ones in the album. But wait--there's a good reason for that. Logically it shouldn't be possible to take any more pictures after that. Unless I came back to Barcelona somehow . . . ? That's absolutely ridiculous; obviously I'm dreaming right now. (I do a RC to check, though.)

Sweet! What should I do? I should do one of my dream goals. What were they? Swim beneath the ocean, and talk to my future self. Let's do the ocean one. Where will I find an ocean? Maybe I should just walk over to the beaches on the Mediterranean. That would take a while, though. Fortunately, I see some water just over the small hill running parallel to this road. I walk to the top of the hill, but the dream is very dark. I start shouting "clarity!" and "light!" in alternation. I go on for a while, and my shouts get angrier as I continue to be unsuccessful. There are flickers of light, and bigger flickers, but nothing seems to stick. Eventually even the flickers die out and all goes dark. [I seem to recall having woken up and written down the dream after that, but when I actually woke up later, nothing was written.]

[I'm back home now, so I intend to return to regular updates.]

Can't Wake Up

I realize I'm dreaming, and there are a bunch of people surrounding me that I think mean me harm. I try to wake myself up, but I can't! Every time I try, the best that happens is that I change locations, but those people are still around me, coming closer! I start to panic

Friends in Barcelona

I discover that some of my friends are also in Barcelona for a short trip! I manage to track down their group to a tour bus that's about to leave. I jump on board and the doors close behind me. But I just stand there awkwardly at the front of the bus for a while, trying to decide how to admit to them that I've been stalking them and hoping to hang out. The terrible part is, they all know who I am, and they'll have recognized me by now. Seriously awkward.

Later, we're all in a bar. Someone points out an amusing Spanish translation of my last name. Later we're trying to decide where to go next, and unfortunately the group has broken up into various smaller ones. One guy (who speaks about five languages) is looking at a poster with a naked male torso on it--obviously an advertisement for some kind of gay bar. He seems interested in going there, but I'm not sure if that would be my first choice.

Previous hours:
Mar 11, no sleep

For Science

Darth Vader switches roles with some other character. Somehow one of them learns how to be a mysterious new creature. I'm playing the game as a character that learns about the creatures it fights by punching them. Some kind of physical absorption of knowledge. I need to punch it again because my old knowledge is bad now, incomplete, watery. Later I use a cheat code and cast a time-freezing spell, but it doesn't affect the two main opponents, who are at this moment locked in combat. As their spells and swings come into contact with the frozen soldiers around them, they start coming back to life. It's interesting to watch a sort of wave of motion spread outward through the battlefield.

Previous hours:
Mar 8, 1:54-8:32 "living on mtn, powerful entity expects me to leave/kill myself"
Mar 9, no sleep

Frags:

• exploring a city [my impression is that this was quite a good dream, but I remember no details]

Tour Bus

I'm taking a tour bus through Seville and Cadiz. Lots of cool exciting stuff happens. In order to get between the "Seville" and "Cadiz" parts of town, we drive through a length of road that's covered in a couple of feet of water. But when we get to Seville, we realize there are not good beaches over there: the shore is all just rocks. [IRL: Visited Seville and Cadiz recently on a trip.]

Castle Tour

I'm touring a castle that's been converted into a museum. There are some blue stairs half-covered in sand and the lighting tends to be pretty low.

I talk to a friend of my sister's about her technique of falling asleep by "rapture" (which is her word for "orgasm").

Later, we're sitting in a room and there's a cat. Cleverly, I trick the cat into falling on its side in that cute way they sometimes do.

Frags:

• "Kang in bowler appears"
• "3D render in camera"
• "ask it for time"
• "no one near enough to call 911"
• "is it even all in Spain?"
• "video cuts, she looks bad" (this one was a nightmare: she looked so badly wounded that I woke up in a panic)
• "stress (or not) about program material"

Previous hours:
Mar 3, 5:09-12:46

Awkward

I walk across the stage where my old orchestra is rehearsing. It's awkward because I think some of them might recognize me.

Later, I'm having class with that Spanish teacher I always hear everyone complaining about. I want to leave the class but I know he won't just let me walk out. I challenge him to a Taekwondo duel: if I beat him, he has to let everyone leave. When the fight starts, I realize that he's better than I thought he would be.

Frags:

• "cross between bat and black cat"

Previous hours:
Mar 1, 4:19-8:34 and 20:50-1:30

Frags:

• my mom urges me to declare that I'm gay
• "I seek elevation gain/loss"
• Two students involved with a different organization try to come into our lobby and start watching a movie as if it's totally their right to use that space. Hint: it's not!

Swimming Pool (7:15) (LUCID)

The play I'm watching turns out to be rather experimental. First they pretend like the play was over, then they keep going. Then they even turn on the house lights and go offstage, but somehow I know that the play's not actually over yet. I wonder how they're going to catch everyone's attention again to continue the show.

Later, walking down a hallway, I realize that I'm dreaming. Time to go on an adventure! I'm carrying a backpack, which would be an annoyance to deal with, so I get in an elevator to take it back to my room first. But then I realize that that's stupid. I'll make it disappear instead. Setting it against the wall of the elevator, I focus on it. How to make it disappear? I imagine being able to see the corner of the elevator through the backpack--just a wireframe. Then fill it in with some colors . . . the dream doesn't feel stable . . . it was a bit dangerous to try to control things this directly . . . but just a bit more . . .

Suddenly, the backpack disappears! Immediately, the dream feels twice as vivid, twice as stable. Success! Now I go straight to the floor of interest, instead of going back to my room first. After getting out of the elevator, I start taking off my clothes. Then I pause to do a reality check: I wouldn't want to be doing this in real life. Although, now I think on it, why would I want to do it in a dream, either? It's kind of taking a lot of time to remove every blasted item of clothing. Well, whatever. As I continue, I think about what I want to do with this dream. I remember one of my dream goals: "swim beneath the ocean."

Later, I look through a window. Gravity and architecture aren't quite behaving properly; the exterior of the building slants diagonally away from the window, ending many stories below in a pool at ground level. I dive out the window and splash into the pool. Darkness and confusion reign for a few moments as a bodiless voice narrates something about symbolic significance of water, representing protection from the danger of the outside world. Moments later, I break the surface and see undulating hills of water all around, like small ocean swells. The narrator then says, "You know what else represents protection?" and suddenly a girl floats into view and up to my side. She's not wearing anything.

Obviously, the expectation is that I'll take this chance to have sex. "Squirt me," she says with an encouraging smile. I give her a wry look and reply, "No." I'm not interested in doing that right now, although I do "squirt" off to the side just to acknowledge the temptation, or something. We pick a direction and start swimming that way. On a whim, I decide to go in for some manual stimulation and reach between her legs. She doesn't react, though. "That doesn't do anything for you?" I ask after a few moments. She shakes her head and replies, "Like I said, I'm trying to quit." Soon, I wake up.

Personal Tutoring (8:20) (LUCID)

Alone, I'm exploring a castle. After a while, I realize that walking is taking too long, so I take out my bike and start riding around instead. But even that gets boring, and I start wondering what else I could be doing. Just like that, I remember my dream goal about swimming in the ocean, and I realize that I'm dreaming.

Moments later, I find myself again underneath the water in a swimming pool. Dumbledore is tutoring me in dream control. Rather than trying to force myself to the surface, he says, I should trust the dream to buoy me. This strikes me as real wisdom. I hold myself in cannonball position and focus on the sensation of being lifted and turned by the water. Soon, I wake up.

Christian String Quartet (9:00)

I'm sitting in a public area when suddenly I hear an acoustic guitar behind me. Cool, live music! When the string quartet starts playing a song, I'm not sure exactly what it's about at first, but I suspect (slightly uncomfortably) that it's Christian rock.

Previous hours:
Feb 25, 0:27-8:40
Feb 26, 2:38-9:03

Family Musical

I'm sitting with my family in a shopping center, looking around at nothing in particular, when I hear a strange sort of music from the group behind me. Turning around, I see that my family is using coins and glass cups to make ringing noises with a definite rhythm and melody. Delighted, I pull a coin from my pocket and join in. It takes me a few tries to figure out how to hit it to get a clear bell tone, but once I figure it out, it's really fun!

At another point I decide to try out my tap dancing skills. Although I'm wearing tennis shoes and I've never practiced this before, it goes pretty well. Except then one of my relatives notices my efforts, smirks lightheartedly, and shows me how it's done. Her shoes are much better than mine for the purpose, and I recognize that I've been put in my place.

Another cousin, a boy of about eleven years, goes over to the nearby piano to play something. But by now, the passersby in the mall have noticed our little show, and they all flock around the piano, expecting great entertainment. To give him a little breathing room, some of us come over to the piano and shoo the other people a bit farther back. His dad sits down with him and they start playing a piece together. Mostly it's just the little boy, but the dad sometimes has to play chords in the high register because the boy's arms aren't long enough to reach that far. In the middle of the performance, a stranger who knows the piece comes up and starts pointing out mistakes in the boy's version, interrupting the father. How annoying.

Grandparents' House

I'm hanging out in my grandparents' house when Mom tells me to go fetch Grandma. I do, and when I come back I find out that Mom is going soon, leaving me to stay here for the night. Just me in the house with my grandparents? I'm uncomfortable with this prospect.

Dramatic Entrance

I'm at a ballroom dance behind a glass wall from the main dance floor. I decide to mischievously break the glass, but I'm not sure exactly the best way to do it. I try it multiple ways, rewinding the scene every time to play it over again.

Quests Galore

I decide to play an old Harry Potter game for nostalgia's sake. I finished the main plot long ago, but there are a bunch of bonus quests that never did finish, and none of them are easy. You have to save up a lot of gold before doing them. After collecting some money, I try starting one of the quests that I've heard is particularly hard--not because of difficult battles, but because the quest is sort of a mystery and it's hard to guess where you're supposed to go next. Indeed, a glob-like creature rises out of the darkness, eats most of my gold, and vanishes without a trace. Well, that got me nowhere. So much wasted time gathering that gold.

I decide to give one of the other quests another try. It involves defeating a ghostly horse-riding warrior. I've tried it before, earlier tonight, and I know that he does a lot of damage, but at least the objective is straightforward. I ride down into his canyon lair and we immediately start fighting, repeatedly charging down the canyon and passing each other like we're jousting with swords. If I hold down one of the trigger buttons on my controller (like the R2 button on a PS2) it will charge my attack, so that if I release the button at the right time, the slash of my scimitar will do lots of extra damage. The trouble is, he's doing the same thing, and we're both losing health at about the same rate. In fact, I'm about to die!

Hurriedly, I pause the game and try to find a health potion in my inventory. While looking around in there, I realize that I also still should have Armageddon's Blade, an epic weapon that I received for completing the main storyline all those years ago. I drink the potion, unpause, and run away from the ghostly warrior to give myself time to search for the sword. I'll also have to ensure that I'm suitably fireproof so that I don't kill myself as well when activating the sword's epic power.

Somehow I end up in a village with a friend of mine, a girl, accompanying me. While I'm talking to some NPCs, she sets off to do a different quest. The NPC remarks upon her departure, saying in a commiserating tone of voice that "women are ever unfaithful." Irked by his sexism, I try to explain that women are people too, and this one just happens to be busy at the moment: "There are only ten slots in our inventory, and we're each trying to do about twenty quests at the same time," I say.

Circumlocution

I'm hanging out with my dad's friend's son, whose father is there as well. The father makes a casual remark that I respond to at face value--then I realize that between the lines, he was actually saying that his son is gay and he thinks I ought to start going out with him. Apparently he thinks I'm gay as well. I'm impressed that he can say this much without actually saying any of it outright: it's the only logical interpretation of his comment. [I can't remember the exact wording of the comment, but presumably it wouldn't make as much sense in waking life anyway.] I add something to my previous response, hopefully making clear that now I understand his second meaning and I'm actually not interested in guys. The son does indeed interpret it that way and hurriedly responds, "That's fine." I suppose he probably feels a bit uncomfortable about his dad's attempt at matchmaking.

Previous hours:
Feb 20, 0:00-8:31
Feb 21, 3:40-8:30
Feb 22, 0:25-8:33; frag: doing touristy stuff

Frags:

• While standing in line to visit a tourist location, some of my new acquaintances who speak the local language explain to me some of the jokes being told by the people around us.

Sex with My Cousin (LUCID)

[Okay, yes, awkward subject. The label "lucid" makes it seem like incest was a dream goal of mine, which I assure you is not the case. And it should go without saying that in waking life, although I do think she is attractive, we are certainly just relatives, with all that that entails. Please don't shun me!]

I'm outside, near a cottonwood tree, when I realize that I'm dreaming. I try to force things to happen, but the dream blurs, and I remember that it's better to try to work within the dream logic. How might I fly into the air within this system? I notice a strong wind at my back: perfect! I let myself be blown into the sky.

What next? I know that it's considered cliche and unrefined to try to have sex in a lucid dream, but at the moment I feel like doing it, and to hell with what everyone else thinks. Again, I try to think of how to make this element come naturally into the dream. Where would I find an interested girl? Hmmm. Probably I can just imagine that she's flying in the sky somewhere out there in the distance where I'm going. And indeed, I soon notice a distant speck growing larger, which turns out, unexpectedly, to be my cousin. We hold on to each other to keep from flying apart. Clothes disappear and not much copulation happens, because I wake up.

Frags:

• playing a really awesome new platformer

Previous hours:
Feb 15, 1:40-3:25
Feb 16, 3:50-9:00
Feb 17, 23:56-9:26