non-lucid

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

This part really has nothing to do with the previous, however it was in the same night.
It also show a bit of an example of inconsistent spatial dimensions in dreams, which will come up later in future conjecture.

February 19th 2013

After a while of resting my friend hudson comes over.
He says we're going to some kid's birthday party.
He belongs to group of friends that we know and party with from time to time but we're not really friends with them.
We head over to his place.
As expected there's a bunch of pretentious people there.
I look around and see that the ratio of boys to girls is about 50/50.
Which means my chances of getting laid tonight are pretty high.
Speaking of pretty high, there's a few people in the loving area that are pretty stoned.
There all watching tv or something.
There's quite a few people scattered about, some but the sink, some playing ping pong or pool.
The vibe is a bit, meh.
Hudson's already disappeared off doing his own thing.
I decide to go sit by the couch and watch some tv.
The birthday kid is here, just sitting around doing nothing. I decide to indulge him.
We begin watching a movie and I get really into it (literally).
It's about this huge battle between cartoon characters and marshmallow people.
The marshmallows carry over sized tooth picks as spears.
The cartoon characters are trying to get to this wall that holds all the clones of the cartoon characters.
It's a bloody battle.
One of them, a wizard of some sort, carries 2 trumpets, (not like musical instruments like the ones that brought down the walls of fucking jericho).
He's using them to blow enemies away.
At one point one of them is destroyed, he still fights on though.
Then, after an intense battle with a giant marshmallow.

"Uh oh, where'd my trumpet go?"

The enemy had gotten a hold of it.
Dear god.
They used it to decimate the battlefield.
The battle was lost, when suddenly, the clones decided to fight for the others, and helped destroy the marshmallow people.
I really don't do it justice this was fucking awesome.
When the movie was done everyone in the area was either tired or asleep.
Jeez, how long has it been?
I went to go get some water, however there are no cups.
This forces me to have to drink water out of a ziplock bag.
After I've finished by beverage I begin to move on, however the birthday boy asks for my ear first.

"Hey, I just wanted to let you know, you're a pretty cool dude C.J., you're like, the only person here who isn't drunk are high, that's cool."

"Hey man don't mention it ." I reply.

I move into the hallway.
I see that in one of the rooms there is a pool table. Pretty cool.
I continue my exploration.
The hallway goes quite a long way down.
I take a look into another one of the rooms.
It's bigger than any of the others, looks like it belongs in a mansion.
I move along and begin to wonder, where's hudson?
Wasn't he here with me when I got here?
How did I get here? Didn't hudson bring me?
Faint memories of hudson arriving at my apartment to pick me up ache at the back of my head.
I can't remember that well, but I guess he did.
I look into another room.
Wow.
The ceiling is way high up, theres a long dining table here decorated with expensive plates and silverware.
There are a few party guests eating at the table.
This place looks like it belongs in buckingham palace or something.
I keep going and at the end of the hallway leads double doors to a huge rec room where a stage is set up.
Apparently the birthday boy's little brother is performing some kind of rap.
There's a lot of people here.
There all bunched together at the stage so I can't see it.
I decide to not go by there since I'd just be in a huge crowd of cramped together people.
A few other people have adopted that same opinion and have stayed by where I am, by the door.
One of the guys (a guy I met 3 years ago in cuba) decides we should dance, and starts to salsa with me.
Unfortunately I have to left feet for some reason and am stepping on his feet constantly.
We swap partners and now I'm partnered with a girl a little shorter than me (also someone I met from the same cuba trip).
I seem to do a little better, I'm using all my power to try and not step on her feet.
We swap again and this time I'm partnered with a different girl.
She was wearing a blue sweater, had elbow long brown hair, and was about my height (no wl counterpart).
However, she recused to dance with me, which I found quite rude.
I soon after woke up.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

There's not a whole lot I can say about this with out a wall of conjecture, that's coming later.
This was quite the revelation when I woke up though.

February 19th 2013

I continue in the street for a bit until I transition into the lobby of my apartment.
My aunt is there, she and a baby, along with my little cousin and some other cousins (I don't know who the baby is).
I walk to the elevator.
In my lobby, when you walk to the elevator and look on either side of you you see a hallway separated from the lobby by a glass door.
I did, except on the other side of the door is a xenomorph from alien licking the glass.
Oh...
Oh my god...
A woman runs out the elevator and catches my attention.

"Did you hear me? I said in trying to prevent a "Zone" 1 you almost caused a "Zone" 2!"

She's the same woman from before, talking about that zone movie.
A picture of a movie poster that says "Zone" on it with a dark green background and pictures of xenomorphs on it appears in my head.
Is it a spinoff from the alien series?
I look back to the door and the xenomorph's gone.
Did I imagine it? Must have.
The woman remains in the lobby, she's still talking to someone on a headset.
I decide to head upstairs in the elevator to my floor.
As soon as I get to my floor and walk out Robert Pattinson is there to greet me.
He has white make up on his face as though he were straight off the set from twilight.
He says hey and gets in. I decide to stay inside as we head back to the lobby.

"So have you seen that girl Rhea around? She's awesome isn't she?"

"Yeah she is pretty cool."

"Man, I hope I get the chance to meet her."

"Yeah... Uh, you know, she's my sister."

"Oh, cool."

The elevator opens and he goes to meet my family members, though my sister isn't one of them.
That woman from before is still here, what's her problem?
I go up to her.

"Um, what are you talking about?"

"There may have been a breach."

"A breach? From what?"

"The quarantine zone."

"Quarantine zone? We don't have that-"

"Yes, you do, and we've been trying to keep it secure for a long time now."

"We?"

"The organization, we're trying to keep this place safe. Earlier there was almost a breach from the quarantine zone, something almost got out, it could've gotten ugly, but we got it under control."

"I don't understand, what tried to escape?"

"Something.... It wasn't good okay?"

"What's going on here, who is the organization?"

"We're in charge of this place. There are various agents throughout the building, each tenant has to live with one for safety precautions, you never know when things can get ugly."

"Ugly?"

"A quarantine breach, sometimes they're small and controllable, sometimes all hell breaks loose. In case of latter, we need to be prepared."

"So, that thing I saw before, did I imagine it?"

"It'd be better if you thought you did."

"So what's the quarantine zone?"

"This place used to be a mess. Those things had taken over everything, it was chaos. That's when we came in. We were able to fight them back to a certain area of the building, then we sealed it off. Ever since we've
fought to maintain the peace here."

I see an entrance to one of the parts of the quarantine zone in the underground parking lot.
It looks like a fort, made of some sort of unknown bluish metal.

"I've heard crazy things about the quarantine zone, in some places in there it's winter. The things it houses are even crazier, things you just can't explain, I know they're bad though."

It's snowing inside the building? What the hell...
I flash to somewhere in the quarantine zone.
It's in a room I've never seen before, it's kind of like a small laboratory.
There's a few normal looking people in there, 2 guys 1 girl.
There lounging around drinking coffee, must be one of the more tamer parts of the quarantine zone.
The girl nearly knocks over a silver suitcase.

"Be careful there, we give that thing a light push and you know what happens."

Wait, my god. That suitcase houses the zombie virus.
I'm back with the woman.

"You're good to go, it's safe now. Move along."

She points me to the direction of the elevator.
My family members and Robert Pattinson are gone.
I head to my apartment and try to forget about what she told me.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

So, I've been holding out on posting this for a while.
Well I've been holding out a bit on posting in general.
I had a lucid dream on monday, but I never ended up making a full fledged journal for it (at the moment it's just jot notes)
and the day after I had this dream which took a lot more time to write.
I guess I should make posts for all my lucid dreams here, but it was just bad timing I guess.
Maybe I'll post it later I don't know.
But I digress.
This is one of the most interesting dreams I've had, well, in a VERY long time.
It isn't lucid at all yet it has to do with dreams and my inner psyche.
Some of my long running questions get answered and in it's wake more questions develop.
I'll have a whole "Side Notes" post about this on it's self since were I to put it in the entry those conjecture brackets would take up most of the page.

February 19th 2013

We were trying to break into a fortress with untold riches inside.
We had tried various attempts to get in but all ended in failure.
There was a large front door in the fortress, however it only leads into my school.
I head inside to meet with the team in our clubroom.
Our team is made up of three other girls and myself.
I'm really eager to break into this fortress.
I can't help but feel that there's something important inside, something that I need.
I ask them to head back out and go try again but they've already given up.
They'd rather eat lunch or go to class or something.
I ask them to give it one more try.
The red head girl in our squad agrees and heads back out.
I can see through her eyes but can't control her movements.
When you attempt to break in to the fortress you start on a cement platform.
Below you is some water, and in front of you a large cliff face.
At the bottom of the cliff face is a small chained up door.
Because it resides underneath the cliff it's shadowy and dark.
To the right of the platform is a path that leads to the doorway back to the school.
As she sits there and ponders a huge axe starts swinging down toward her.
Now, wait, that wasn't there before!
I project the thought into her mind as loud as I can.
"Jump into the water you fool!"
She hops off and lands face first into the water.
Then she's back in the clubroom, she never left.
Makes sense, we were doing all that telepathically.
Which means that fortress resided within someones mind.
But, whose? (It was mine).
Now I'm pissed, whoever's mind it is they're not gonna let us in easily, or at all.
I join the "give up" bandwagon.
Everyone goes off to do there own thing, girly stuff I bet.
I go to the front of the school where I left my backpack and jacket.
I put them back on and start to head out.
However, before I leave, I over hear someone.
"Dammit! In trying to prevent the things that happened in the "Zone" 1 you idiots almost started a "Zone" 2!"
Hm wonder what she's talking about, a movie or something?
Whatever.
As soon as I leave onto the street I can't help but feel as though I'm homeless.
Well that sucks, I think to myself.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

This should technically be the 13th, since I had my sleep in two parts this day.
I had a nap at around 5 o'clock and woke up at 8, then went back to bed at 2.
However, both dreams are kind of related, so I just decided to lump them both together for the 14th.
Also it's kind of valentines day related so there's that.
Quick warning, this might get a bit sappy around the end. >.>
If you're not into that sorta shit just skip the second part.
Anyways, this involves a girl I'm into, I'll call her E.
Also, I experienced SP for the first time.
I decided to concentrate on the faint noise of my computer in the background is a lied perfectly still.
Eventually after coming in and out of consciousness a few times, I tried to move my hand to adjust my position.
Wouldn't you know it, I couldn't move my arm.
I tried to summon the strength to move it but no matter how hard I did it didn't even budge.
It was like when you sit cross legged for too long and can't physically move your legs after a bit.
Except in this case, it was literally impossible for me.
So I guess I'm getting closer to wild? Maybe?

February 14th 2013

I'm at school walking through the hallway when I bump into this hot girl I like, E.

"Heyyyy " she looks at me with a flirtatious look and shows a friendly smile.

Um, did the girl I like just do that to me?
This is it, this is the greatest day of my life.
I shoot her back they same flirtatious smile.

"Hey." I reply attempting to sound as smooth as possible.

As she walks away she faces me and sings a little melody from some song.

"From dusk till dawn. E-ver-ee night we party, all, night, long."

The melody sounds like it could be from a nursery rhyme, but the lyrics sound otherwise.
(She is a bit of a party girl so it doesn't seem out of character to me.
On a related note this is a really weird thing for someone to do.)
As I begin to revel in the fact that I can probably ask her out now whilst continuing my journey.
I head into the stairwell and see a bunch of kids sitting around talking about stuff.
It seems that they are a part of some sort of club.
I begin to listen in when I hear the word dream brought up.
I guess there talking about there dreams and stuff.
I think that I could maybe try to join there conversation and interject some of my own experience,
with lucid dreaming in particular.
However, as I don't want to intrude or look like some kind of weirdo, I decide to move on.
I end up bumping into another girl that says hi to me.
I don't know who she is, and she looks like she's a grade below me.
Not to be judgmental or anything but she didn't seem to good looking.
For some reason I come to the conclusion that she's hitting on me.
I give her a stoic, non-flirty-as-possible "hi" back.

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I wake up in my bedroom to find two pretty girls I know are in my room with me.
(I don't see this as a false awakening but as a 'time skip' so to speak,
as in, all the things that happened in the previous dream I believe to be real memories).
I get up to greet them, I guess they've been here waiting for me to get up.
When I arise I notice that I'm wearing a baseball cap.

"Hmm, why am I wearing my hat?" I say drowsily.

I take it off and throw it aside.
The two of them are sitting cross legged talking about stuff.
I don't think they've realized I've woken up.

"Um, hello."

Funny seeing you here.

"Oh, hey C.J. " One of them says to me.

They continue on with there conversation.
Well isn't this is just great, two fabulous looking young women have come to see me, and the time they chose to hang out was as soon as I woke up.
I must look like a total mess.
I decide to go to the bathroom to freshen up a bit when E grabs my hand.

"By the way, we had all of your 'special package' that was sitting on the table. "

She's referring to the water bottle with with a bit of rum in it that has been sitting on my desk for the past week.
(It actually has).

"Don't worry about it, there's plenty more where that came from." I tell her.

I'm thinking about the last bottles of vodka that are still downstairs in the cooler.
I've saved them there because I seriously hate vodka.
To me it tastes like water with hand sanitizer.
Though in the end, alcohol is alcohol, so I've saved them for a rainy and desperate day.
Today is that day.
Since I'll be drinking with girls, an event which is good unto itself, I'll be able to man up and hammer down the taste of death.
I head into the bathroom and wash my hands, mulling over all this information in my head.
I head downstairs, (where I knew they were even though I never saw them go) to go hang out with them.
I see my mom laying down on the couch and get kind of embarrassed at the fact that they probably saw her.
(She only wears a thin pajama layer all day).
I ask her where they went and she points over to a distant room.
(The dream topography gets weird here.
You see, I live in a small house, my first floor is pretty small as well.
What happened was, try to imagine that one of the walls has disappeared.
Now instead of seeing outside, you see that the house is actually in another house on some kind of huge floor with a red carpet on it.
Maybe 20 meters away is another room that looks like it belongs in a mansion, and that's where they were.)
I head over to them into the room.
(The sort of temporal rift in the space time continuum closes behind me and now I'm just in the room).
This room looks like it belongs to a rich musician.
There are guitars hung up, record albums, stuff like that.
It has a nice patterned carpet and a few leather couches.
There's a record player here too, but it's a bit odd.
In stead of a real record player it's just kind of a small rod sticking out of the wall.
A record is slid onto that rod via the whole in it's center and it begins to play through the room's sound system.
For some reason the record and the actual cover album are slid on both together.
When I get there a record is already playing.
The art for it is the outline of a man's face in red.
Apparently the two of them really like this record.
(I can't remember what the music sounded like).
We listen to it for a bit when we later transition into a classroom.
Now we're in rows of desks, and the two of them are sitting 2 rows behind me.
We're watching this kind of documentary on a projector about all these criminals through history.
(None of them were real criminals).
Nearing the end of the documentary is the story about a particular woman.
What she did was take a jar with a baby shaped grape gummy bear inside and a jar with a premature baby and threw then from her window onto the street.
I just kind of found this funny.
When I notice that my once house guests have now pretty much abandoned me,
I decide to go and sit next to another girl in the class.
At first she's a bit confused at my sudden change in seats, but soon we strike up a conversation.
We're talking about something or the other, it's pretty difficult to pay attention.
At some point I kind of feel a connection between the two of us.
I know that she also feels the same way.
The conversation turns into us telling things about each other.
Soon the dream fades out.

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Part 2

E shows up to my house.
She has a bunch of stuff on her, like bags and purses.
She comes inside and sets them down on my couch, (seems like my mom isn't here).
We start to talk for a bit about various things.
Sometime later another kid I know, Sean, also drops by.
I really don't have a problem with him visiting, mi casa su casa and such.
I go upstairs for a bit and get on my computer.
(In non-vivid dreams I can sometimes use my computer, but I always use it telepathically, and everything on it is pretty skewed).
I remember going on facebook and checking out which of my friends have what friends.
After a bit I go to the top of my staircase.
Apparently Sean has left.
E isn't here either, her stuff is still here though.
Guess that means she's coming back, good.
Then something kind of hits me.
Sean wasn't really here was he?
My mom was never really here was she?
The previous events that happened weren't real were they?
(I'm on the cusp of lucidity at this point).
E wasn't actually- no, she was really here.
Her stuff is here, that must mean that she was really here.
So that means she'll come back, and we can start hanging out and stuff. ^_^
Yeah, there's no way she didn't actually come here, and that we didn't actually talk...
Yeah...
My previous realizations have destabilized the dream, but I still hold onto this reality for as long as I can.
Dreamspace around me starts to become dark and distorted.
Maybe everything else wasn't real, but she was real.
Soon this thought is the only thing that exists, everything else has faded away.
I open my eyes.
Even though I'm now awake the previous thought still perpetuates through my mind.
I haven't realized yet.
I think, I should go downstairs, tidy up her stuff, and wait for her.
It's at this moment when the cold hard anvil known as reality comes crashing down on the fragile vase known as my heart.
It almost physically hurts.







;_;






Side note on the "temporal rift".
I think this may be the way we "transition" in dreams, but we are so accustom to it we don't notice.
Maybe, I dunno.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

So here, there's only one really worth while thing that happens in this dream.
I realize that there's no way my given situation can be happening.
As I've said previously, I've been through many an apocalypse in my dreams.
At this point, dream me has kind of come accustom to doubting there existence.
What was weird to me was how strongly my dream tried to enforce in my head the fact that the event really was taking place.

February 13th 2013

I'm on a school trip to europe.
Were currently at a little hotel and I'm sitting around in a comfy love seat in the lobby.
I fiddle around with my jackets a bit (I wear 3 hoodies at a time) and set them down on the love seat in front of me.
I'm just kind of relaxing, enjoying the feeling of being in a foreign environment.
Suddenly one of the teachers that I was with came over to me with a distressed look on his face.

"C'mon, get your stuff, we gotta go." He says so in his typical monotone fashion.

I put my jackets back on and head with him
Theres no time to get my suitcase or anything else I may have left.
We are in a serious hurry.
I wonder what's going on that would warrant such worry.
Apparently a huge pandemic had broken out throughout europe.
A virus was out that was killing a staggering amount of people.
We had to leave the country before the virus "came to where we are".
I transition to my computer, and I'm making a post about whats going on on DV in a general sub-forum.
I'm talking about how it's crazy that this sort of thing is actually happening.
Then out of nowhere the thought kind of dawns on me.

"Did any of this really happen?" I wonder.

I mean, things like this kind of don't happen normally.
This can't have been a real event, it must have been fake.
Then an incredibly strong feeling of what I can describe as "realness" ached in my head.
No, this really is happening but it was just an unlikely occurrence.
That feeling persists for a few seconds before my doubt returns.
None of this can be real, this is impossible.
Wait, what does that mean again?
This isn't a real event actually occurring right now?
Does that mean this is a...dream?
Ah damn it was.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

Well this is weird one.
This is an example of one of those times dream me really should've known better.
Not enough to get lucid really, but I mean come on, this was just ridiculous.
I find it kind of funny that even the DCs weren't stupid enough to go along with it.

February 11th 2013

I'm in the lobby of a hospital, though it doesn't look like most.
It's large, empty, and the floors are granite tiles, kind of weird.
I walk up to the front of the desk.

"Ahem, excuse me." I call to them.

I'm a bit nervous, I feel like it's kind of embarrassing to admit I got pregnant.

"Yeah, what is it?"

"Um , I'm pregnant?"

The woman just looks at me.

"Are you Sean?"

"Ye-, well, I'm like Sean I guess, I'm pregnant."

"Okay why are you really here?"

"I just told you."

"Look if you insist on waisting my time just have a seat."

"No! Look!"

I lift up my shirt and reveal a bloated stomach.
It's actually deflated a bit since she told me that I couldn't get pregnant.
Inside you can clearly see something moving around inside.
This seems to grab her attention.

"You know, men can't get pregnant."

Oh shit, that's a good fucking point. Men CAN'T get pregnant.
Wait, so then what the fuck is this?!?!

"Um, so what is it? Like, a sea urchin?"

The two secretaries exchange confused looks baffled at my hypothesis.

"Um, yeah... Could be a sea urchin..."

I'm wondering if they can just give me an x-ray and be done with it.
However, I'm so embarrassed by the situation I just keep my mouth shut.

_______________


So I'm just kind of hanging out with this guy (no WL counterpart).
Eventually we start comparing the kinds of marijuana we have.
We get into a short conversation about cannabis in general.
We decide to try some of our stash.
I take out a small "marijuana seed" from my dime bag and ingest it.
Then, well, I got really high.

It was nothing like I've ever experienced before, but loosely based on the general feeling.
Can't really remember anything other than that.
Well, I remember looking at my arm and seeing a small blue dragon tattoo on it whilst tripping out, but that's it.
Just thought it was one of those interesting experiences I'd share.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

I've always thought, "If anyone ever runs over my dog, I'm gonna beat them half to death."
Well, I probably won't, since that's illegal and everything, but I'd like to, that fluffy bastard means the world to me.
However DCs who kill my dog can expect fates worse than death, yessirry.
That's about all I'd like to add conjecture wise.
I had lots of other dreams that night but they weren't too worthy of a DJ post.

I'm making my way home by foot through a small lawn.
My mom calls me up on my phone.

"Yeah mom, what is it?"

"Hey, I just wanted to tell you that your therapist said that you can't play that Sins of a Solar Empire game anymore."

(I don't have a therapist)

"What are you talking about mom that's such bullshit I barely play that game anyway."

I hang up on her.

"Pfft, some people just have no idea what they're talking about."

I head into a parking lot now.
I see a car coming and move out of the way so it won't hit me.
As I do my dog Charlie comes out of nowhere and gets hit by it.
I freak out, thinking "if this guy killed my dog I'm gonna murder him."
But Charlie's fine, though he limps away whimpering.
The driver gets out his car and I give him a big hug, happy my dog's alive.
Now the parking lot transitions to my bedroom.
The driver is still here though.
After a while I start to notice pieces of dog corpse around.
(They looked like pieces from a stuffed animal though).
Because of this I put together the pieces in my mind and discovered the man was intentionally trying to kill my dog.
I pick up charlie and take him downstairs to my mom.

"Hold on to charlie, I'm going to kill the man upstairs."

For some reason even though I whispered I know the man heard me.
I go into the kitchen and grab a knife.

"Do you think I'm that stupid? I'm coming for you!" He yells to me.

"This is a pretty dull knife! Which means you're gonna feel every bit of is!" I reply angrily.

I go to the stairs and see him waiting for me.

"Do you really think it's going to be that easy?"

I'm not afraid of him in the least.
Fuck this guy.
I run at him up the stairs knife in hand.
As I stab it through his shirt I wake up.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

February 7th 2013

I remember doing something or the other, and then remembering this video game I have.
It's kind of like Grand Theft Auto, but I thought it was much better.
I transition to playing the game (the screen of the game taking up my whole field of view of course).
I start to just drive around, it's nighttime and I'm in a black SUV.
I was getting kind of bored though, I remember that I wanted to get rich since there was so much things you could do in this game if you had a lot of money,
but there were just no quick easy ways of doing it.
So I decided to just play whatever mission I was doing last.
I start the mission and immediately remember why I stopped doing them in the first place.
In this mission you're supposed to drive a 16 wheeler filled with gasoline to a certain destination.
The problem is on the way there there are a lot of turns you have to make while going at high speeds, there are even walls in your way, and the whole time you're getting chased by cops and stuff.
I decide I'll do it anyway since I have nothing else better to do.
In the beginning you have to smash your way through the doors of a garage, which is difficult because if you're not careful your truck will explode.
I get out on my first try and head off.
The last time I played I went way too fast in the beginning trying to outrun the enemies and then crashed into a wall, so this time I tried to take it easy a little.
I notice something, there aren't any enemies behind me. A glitch maybe?
I decide to count my blessings and move on.
I come to one of the turns, it's still difficult with the size of the truck and lack of maneuverability but I manage.
I continue on making sure to go at a steady pace, and eventually I make it to a grassy clearing.
I continue on going in between various trees.
My passenger makes a comment about not liking going through them.

"I hate paths through trees, paths through trees suck!"

He takes out a little business card.
On it it says "John[case sensitive][email protected].

"Email me here to send me any pictures of paths through trees you have."

I think to myself, "Is [case sensitive] a part of his email address or is he just saying that it's case sensitive?" (When I probably should have been asking "Who the fuck are you talking to?")
Were almost at our destination...
when I transition to my grandma's apartment. My dad's there too.
My grandma is telling me that I'm really athletic, specifically more athletic than a brazilian soccer player.
I tell her that this is simply untrue.
Whilst we argue about my athletic prowess I can here my grandpa calling me to his bedroom.
I go to him. I'm beside his bed, he has a breather hooked up to him, he doesn't look like he has very long.

"You know, I was thinking about my son, about how this may be the last time I ever get to see him. But the farther I seem to get from him, the closer I get to all my other family members who are no longer here."

This is what he says to me as I sit there.
Whilst pondering his sage like epiphany the dream destabilizes and I wake up.

My grandpa is well, dead, and this isn't the first time he's been in my dreams since his passing.
The last time I was, again, by him at his death bed.
However, I never went to his death bed in waking life.
It was too emotionally painful and I didn't want to see one of my family members die as it would tear me up inside.
Perhaps I have dreams about being at his death bed because I secretly wanted to be there?
Perhaps...

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

Okay, this is a pretty cool dream, and I'm going to tell you why.
During the day my mind was plagued with a certain predicament.
Usually a nightmare is one thing, like a scary monster or a gangster who wants to kill you.
Which is why I like calling them knightmares (so original), they're warriors of fear.
But what happens when your nightmare isn't one thing?
What if it's all around you?
I'm talking about, of course, zombie apocalypses.
Now I've experienced way more than a few of these, and here's what the difference is between them and regular nightmares.
Say I become lucid when a gangster has a gun to my head.
What do I do? Use telekinesis to snap his neck, nightmare over.
But if you become lucid during a zombie apocalypse, what are you going to do?
I mean, I'm sure any of you guys could just teleport to a different dream but I can't as of yet so bare with me.
You could try and kill all the zombies you see, which you could do pretty easily.
However, the world has still ended, there's no one around to interact with at all.
You're doomed to forever wander the wastes.
So, you haven't beaten the nightmare.
Why? Because the fear from this nightmare doesn't even come from the zombies.
It comes from knowing that you're alone, in a desolate world, where every human being who once lived wants you DEAD.
The nightmare is literally the ground beneath your feet.
Well, I guess you could just destroy that too.
If you're for some reason powerful enough to summon a world ending black hole but not enough to make a portal to a happier place, that could solve your problem.
I mean, the dream would either end or create a new scene.
However I doubt anyone is like that.
Passive control a cure that gets distributed?
Maybe, but with my thinking mind I'd wonder, "How could they deliver a cure world wide when 90% of the population is either dead or zombified?" and that solution probably wouldn't work.
So I had reached an impasse, even if I become lucid during a zombie apocalypse (which I have), there's no real way to stop it.
I mean, I wouldn't be as scared but I still couldn't say I beat the nightmare.
Or so I thought.
This train of thought happened to leak into my dreams, causing, why yes, a zombie apocalypse dream, and my theory was put to the test.


February 7th 2013

I'm running away from some zombies with a couple others.
We were ambushed by some earlier and are trying our best to get away from them.
We get to a clearing but more zombies emerge from the trees.
We run the other direction and are ambushed by more, we ran right into a horde.
I'm being chased by multiple zombies now and am running for my life.

"Oh christ, I gotta do something fast!" I think to myself.

I start to try think up a way out of my current predicament.

"I'm not being chased by zombies, I'm on the set of the walking dead!"

I will this to be true with every fiber of my being and it is made so.
I continue running but now I see cameras on cranes of to the sides and a director sitting on his chair.
Realizing that the zombies are just actors I decide to get close to one to see how they look since obviously they won't try to grab me or anything.
I see the face of one, she has a greenish greyish complexion with crazy brown hair sticking out in all directions, her eyes look blood shot and dead, but otherwise she look like a regular person.
I veer off to one side and see a zombie without the top part of his head.
It looks so real that it actually scares me. I head off.
I can see one of my friends, who I believe is Shane, and decide to follow him down a path.
I come to a fork in the path and run down the wrong way.
I can hear the director yell in the background.

"Go the other way!"

I did this purposely to test just how real this reality I had created on the spot was, and whether or not the nightmare would return.
But it didn't, I'm still on set, which means I have to keep running or the director's gonna get pissed! I veer off back to follow Shane.

"There you are!" He calls to me.

We continue to run down into an alley way and scene is over.

"Cut!"

The alley way is where the director is, along with a couple other actors.
Among them is the guy who plays rick.



Yeah, so that's a simple solution to the problem, use passive control to make yourself be on the set of a zombie movie/tv show.
Though, since I was semi-lucid I had a lot more power than I do regularly.
In hindsight I should have given that whole theory more thought.
However, dream me seems to think best on his feet.
Also, the reason I became semi-lucid is because Zombie Apocalypses are a dream sign that even dream me recognizes.
Well once again my conjecture is longer than my actual dream. Damn.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

Another dream from the night of the 7th, a few more of those coming.
My friend Elmer is referenced in this dream, which is odd.
I almost never actually see his DC.
Also, realizing that the past dream I had was actually a dream, only to still be dreaming just in a separate dream, is something that happens quite a lot.
Though it wasn't really a FA, since I never woke up, I just transitioned.
(P.S. Me and my friend are not meth drug dealers, just to be clear).


February 7th 2013

I'm at my house and some people are at the door.
Apparently there here to purchase meth from me, but not just meth.
Some kind of special meth dessert.
Apparently my friend Elmer was supposed to make it for them but he wasn't around, so they asked me too, and surprisingly I knew how.
I told them to give me a second and went into the kitchen.
I took out some meth I had lying around among other things.
When I was making it it felt second nature to me, as if I had done this many times in the past.
Then it was done, a small strawberry pastry laced with meth. I handed it over to them.

"Sorry but I couldn't find any whip cream, must have ran out."

It was a pretty cute looking pastry, looked like something out of an anime, although it's container barely held it.

"Eat that and it will get the two of you high, guaranteed."

They seemed satisfied with my results and were on there way.
When they left I could here a racket going on outside.
I went to go investigate and opened my front door to take a look out side.
A bunch of kids were playing around on my doorstep.
Hey I knew these guys!
Among them were the people I know, Matteus, Mihn, Bradley, and another who's face I can't remember.
They were all playing around and laughing, I decided to join them.
It was here when I started to mention that I had been to the moon earlier when a painful click went off in my head.
I wasn't on the moon earlier, that's impossible!
Oh no, that was all a dream? I can't believe it.

Oh the irony of dreams, so painful in retrospect.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

Okay, this was actually a pretty cool dream.
I'm not sure if I've ever had a fight like this that was this intense.
Even though it was non-lucid, it was pretty awesome.
Although to be honest, it was a pretty short dream (only a few minutes),
I just added a lot of padding and description so it wasn't just "I fought someone in a cage arena".
And trying to describe what actually happened in the fight was difficult too.
You don't really take too much note of things, you just fight, and try to win.
At some points your body just kind of moves on its own.
Hopefully I can have a fight while lucid so I can take note of more details.


February 10th 2013

I belong to a secret organization.
An organization that breeds the greatest soldiers known to man.
We are similar to the CIA POOs(Paramilitary Operations Officer), we have unmatched skill, are top notch assassins, and work in complete secrecy.
Technically speaking, we don't exist.
I am an up and coming apprentice operative.
Each of us operatives is assigned a handler, they're our boss, our mentor, and our secretaries (as in they handle all the paper work).
Today my handler has brought me to some sort of warehouse.
In it is an arena with a fence cage surrounding it.
We aren't the only ones here though.
There's another operative here as well.
She's about my age (around 17).
She's wearing a dark green bullet proof vest, black pants, and surprisingly a mask.
It's oval with no physical features on it, though it has a nice looking design painted on it.
The only physical characteristic I can make out about her is her long dark hair.
I know exactly why I'm here.
Apprentices such as myself need to pass a certain test before we become full fledged operatives.
A fight to the death with another operative.
This girl is my opponent it seems.
I have no qualms about doing this, I've been trained my whole life for this moment.
And I most certainly don't intend on losing.
We both enter the cage and our fight begins.
I charge at her.
She's pretty fast, unfortunately for her I'm faster.
We exchange blows with one another, I can tell I'm the one here with the superior strength.
She jumps backward, realizing a direct engagement won't work against me.
My heart is racing, I've never had a fight like this before.
I rush toward her, deciding it's best to not give her time to think.
However my hotheadedness doesn't do me any good.
She detonates a small explosive in front of me that sends me flying backward.
I hit the ground pretty hard, but none the less I bring myself back up.
Now now, isn't that cheating?
Since our fight hasn't been stopped I guess not.
This time I'm not going to give her time to pull off something like that again.
I run at her much faster this time.
Now we're quickly exchanging blows while moving through the arena.
She does a back flip to put distance between us.
Impressive.
This time I land a good hit on her.
Now this fight is mine.
One after another I land multiple blows, throwing her to and fro.
I throw one last punch square in her chest and send her flying backward.
She's on the ground, defenseless.
I move in on her to finish her off.
I take a look at her handler as I get closer.
He doesn't seem distressed at all, as a matter of fact he's enjoying this quite a bit.
A shame, even in the end no one cared for her.
Will the same fate be mine one day?
These feelings of doubt don't have enough time to develop.
Now directly above her I prepare to inflict my killing blow.
Suddenly a flash of light and a shock wave accompanied by flame and smoke take me by surprise.
Once again I'm thrown backward.
Her mask, it too had an explosive inside it.
Of all the damned things, how could I not see that coming?
My armor has been heavily damaged, without it I'd be dead right now.
I take a look at her, surely that bomb must have blown her head off.
But it seems as though my assumption is way off, there isn't a scratch on her face.

(It may be worth noting that she looks exactly like Hinata Hyuga).


I see, it was a projected blast, like one from a claymore. How bloody convenient.
She gets up and takes a look at me.
We're both battered and out of breath, none of us will be fighting anytime soon.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

This was a pretty cool dream, you know, being on the moon and all.
But it got a bit scary with all of those pesky tidal waves.
My theory for why they were so large was that, since the moon has a pull on earth's oceans, the earth would have a pull on the moon's oceans,
and since the earth is much bigger and has more gravitational pull,
it would obviously cause high tides and tsunami's WAY bigger than anything seen on earth.
Well, at least that's what I figured.
Whose bright idea was it to put an ocean on the moon anyway?


Febuary 7th 2013


I'm on the moon for a short vacation, maybe only a day or so.
The moon has been terraformed, there is an atmosphere, a magnetosphere, even a near by ocean,
(however, unlike wakingnomads green moon, the terrain was still rocky and desolate).
I'm visiting a friends house there. It's pretty large, has a lot of floors, plenty of rooms, and I'm not the only friend over to visit.
About five other people I know are there as well.
Were downstairs on the first floor talking.
I'm taking in the amazement of being on the moon, something I never imagined being able to do in my lifetime.
At this time I just now just notice the ocean.
It's huge and beautiful, sparkling in the sunlight.
I look back to the others.

"Have you seen that ocean? It's incredible."

"Yeah it's cool isn't it?" One of them replies.

In the moment of our gushing the sea levels of the ocean rise greatly, burying the first floor in water.
Of course the whole house is air sealed, so at first I merely brush off the event and comment on how funny it was that that happened just when we were talking about it.
Then I realized that there were still a few people out there.
They were struggling around, trying to get up above water, but even with the low gravity the currents were too strong to climb out of.
One man was too fat to get himself up, the moon dragged him down further and further as he drowned.
One of our friends reached for the door to let him in. I couldn't believe it.

"What are you crazy?! Open that door and were all dead!"

He had a grim look on his face, but then backed away.
We decided to all go up stairs and wait for the tide to recede.
We started watching something on Tv, something to do with animals I think.
It was then that I noticed something out the window on the ocean.
A tidal wave, no, a super tsunami, so huge that it covered the horizon.
It must have been 3km tall.
I alerted everyone and we all started to panic.
We decided to go to the very top floor, maybe when the wave would lower enough to the point where it wouldn't hit it.
Of course that was a fleeting hope, we'd all but accepted our fates.
Then whilst bracing for the inevitable, it began to rain, which was odd considering there were no clouds.
It was then that I realized, because the tsunami was so tall, and the gravity was so low, it had reached a velocity where it's apoapsis went right over us, it would then land somewhere else.
The wave had broken off over the ocean, and was now just sailing over our heads.
We were incredibly relieved.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

There wasn't anything really special about this dream.
Though my friend Hudson doesn't typically make an appearance in my dreams.
An interesting note is that throughout this dream I was frightened or on edge,
which is odd because I really should have been, considering the given situation.
Other than that this was a pretty typical dream.


February 5th 2013

I was apparently a part of some sort of criminal organization.
Our base was at a fort, similar to the one in red dead redemption called fort mercer.
I'm living through someone else's eyes.
I'm at a little carriage.
Apparently one of our members was misbehaving or something, so to punish him, they cut off his lower half.
I can clearly see his spine sticking out as he frantically crawls around. (this is horrifying in retrospect but dream me is hardened mother fucker it seems)
Now the others, including myself, are afraid that the same will happen to us if we are to screw up too.
I transition into my room. I'm with my friend hudson, also a part of the same organization.
With him he has two biological weapons, one powerful enough to wipe out a city, the other powerful enough to wipe out all humans on earth.
We need to deliver the two of them to someone else, something were eager to do since we're pretty nervous about carrying them.
We decide to hide the smaller one in the shell of a zippo lighter, I think hudson held onto the other.
I accidentally dropped the zippo. I panicked, thinking that the vial inside had cracked.
I quickly examined it and my fears were held at bay, its case was still secure.
Hudson then took his own lighter and began to make adjustments to my zippo with it, burning certain parts and putting holes in certain parts of the casing.
I had no problems with this, in my head these modifications were necessary. Then we were off to deliver.
Then I woke up.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

This was something I wasn't originally going to post because of the sort of "content" that was in it.
However it has an example of something that kind of bothers me in dreams.
That is Semi-Lucidity.
You see, sometimes I have dreams where my desires and will are so strong that they manifest themselves as dream control, either active or passive.
However, though I may have powerful dream control, and though I know there are no consequences to my actions,
in the end, I have no idea that I'm dreaming.
This happens to me a lot more then full fledged lucidity does, actually knowing that I'm dreaming and knowing what that means, in a sense.
However here's my predicament.
When I'm semi-lucid, I have much more dream control than I do when I'm actually lucid.
This leads to a lot of frustration in my lucid dreams.
The reason for this, I think, is that because I don't know that I'm dreaming in semi-lucid dreams, I think everything around me is actually happening,
which means my expectations are really strong.
I don't think that I'm having a lucid dream, I think that I have miraculously developed super powers in the waking world.
Where as when I'm lucid, things are a bit different.
I think it's because that I'm so aware that diminishes my abilities.
Or maybe it's because of the laws of the specific dream realm, or maybe it's because I don't expect to succeed enough, or maybe, hell I don't know.
Well enough rambling, on to the actual dream.

February 3rd 2013

I'm in the living room of my grandma's apartment.
I'm with someone else though.
I'm not entirely sure how she got there, or who she is, but frankly I don't even care.
Details and questions aren't buzzing around in my head, I'm being completely driven by will.
Without even thinking about it, I use my telekinesis to grab onto her.
I kind of feel like a puppeteer, using by powers to manipulate her movements.
Though I'm doing this all with physical force, not through any means of actual mind control.
I try and make her perform certain actions, testing just how powerful I am.
I can tell I'm not exerting that much of my strength, I don't want to injure her or anything.
Though through me flow malicious intent.
I feel like a super villain, making the damsel in distress dance against her will.
(It's kind of scary in hindsight, in this dream I really was evil)
Finally my amusement of the situation begins to fade and I grow bored.
Suddenly a thought crosses my mind.

"Wait, why is this woman here? Am I holding her against her will?"

I take a look into her eyes.
They're fearful, and they resent me.

"Hmm, how did things get to this?" I wonder.

Now I feel disgusted with myself. Have I really fallen to stoop this low.
I let go of the woman and forget about her, she then disappears.
I decide to go play some video games to get my mind off the situation.

Dream
Lucid
Semi-Lucid

This is a long one. That's because this is literally everything I dreamed in one night, start to finish.
From now on I'll try and brake up the individual dreams into parts, I get plenty of material for DV posts in one night
This is also one of my first recorded dreams in a while, so it may be a bit sloppy.

February 1st 2013

I'm looking at some kind of forum with a dark grey layout and white lettering. At first I seem to be browsing a sub-forum about people's dreams and what they think they mean. Afterward I go to a different sub-forum, one that is a sub-forum specifically about men's experiences in life (more specifically funny stories). In the title of the threads the author states whether or not they are married or single or have kids. I look at one of the threads and find it interesting. As I start to "read" it the dream scene changes and I'm now watching a comedian. He's telling the same funny story I was just reading about. He's a fat bald Latino guy with pale skin wearing a button up shirt with black and white vertical stripes and a peaked cap beret (the one old people wear). During his story he begins to tell a bit of a risky joke, I believe one that had something to do with the N-word, and in the dream it's a pretty big deal (odd considering that I don't really have any qualms with that word). After he's done telling the joke the scene changes to him in his house looking at payday bills, as though it were a documentary I was watching. He says that any time he told the risky jokes that he would make more money, but he was afraid to since he wasn't sure how other people would react to them (death threats in the mail and such).

At some point the scene changes again. This time it's to a man who is answering the door at his house. When he opens the door Micheal Cera is there to greet him. I'd like to point out that he is wearing the same green shirt he does in Scott Pilgrim vs. the world. I assumed that this was because in the movie (I guess I thought this was a movie) they wanted Micheal Cera to where the shirt as a nod to the audience that had watched Scott Pilgrim.

"Hey." Micheal says to him.

"Oh, hi." The man says with a depressed tone. He isn't surprised that he's here.

"So, what's up?" Micheal Cera has that typical smile on his face that he does in every movie.

"Oh it's nothing, just wanted to say hi I guess."

"Oh, okay. Is uh, Jasmine here?" Jasmine being a girl Micheal had dated a few years in the past, the man being the girl's father.

"Um, no." he says. "In fact, she's never here." I believe it's at this point where I realize that the man's wife and daughter are dead.

"Oh, well, it's just that you called me on my plane phone, and I came all the way here..." (He means that the man had called him to visit but Micheal had lived in another country, so he had to take a plane over to get there. It doesn't make sense I'm just quoting the dream here).

"Oh yeah, I guess you're right." He goes outside with Micheal and the two start slowly walking down the sidewalk.

"Hey cheer up man. So what if they're dead? Nothing you can do about it, they were holding you back anyway "
This is Micheal's poor and distasteful attempt to make a joke to make him feel better, I'm actually quite shocked when I hear it since that sort of action doesn't really match up with Micheal Cera's typical character.

The man just looks at him for a few seconds with a bit of a scowl and continues on. I guessed he must have gotten all the pain of losing his loved ones out of his system by now. Micheal is terribly embarrassed. As they continue an idea pops up in the mans mind.

"Why don't you come to see the stars with me tonight?" he asks.

"Sure, I guess that sounds like a good idea."

Fast forward to night. For some reason when they leave the house to see the stars they exit through a window at the back of the house.

They go to a sandboxy type place, though there aren't any swings or play sets on it, just sand.

This is the point I enter the dream in my own body (till this point I was in camera perspective). My mom and our mutual roommate enter the scene with me as well.

At first the sky is only dark and there aren't any stars at all. Then various celestial bodies emerge from the horizon and start moving across the sky. The best way to explain is if you were in a planetarium, and they projected galaxies and stars on the ceiling and had them move from one side of the planetarium to the other. I justified this in my mind by saying the effect was caused by the rotation of the earth. I'm really amazed by this. In waking life I have seen pretty large constellations and many stars populate the sky, but have never actually seen the full on milky way. I see various cosmic regions move across the sky, the biggest one being of course the milky way. My mom seems to find this very amazing as well. She takes out a laser pen and points to the bodies she finds the coolest.

"Wow, look at that C.J.!" she calls to me.

She makes me nervous by doing so because it is a fear of mine to shine lights in the night sky (really).

The one thing that stands out to me the most is a light brown cloud of cosmic gas. One part of it is bulbous, while there is a streak emerging from it to the right side.

"Wow, the Oort cloud! Look at that, it's fantastic!" It really grabs my attention. (Mind you the REAL Oort cloud isn't a cloud of cosmic gas at all, but is rather a hypothesized spherical cloud of predominantly icy objects that may extend up to roughly around a light year from the sun. I only found this out after searching what the Oort cloud was. I must have seen the name before at some time and thought it had to be some kind of nebula).

After a certain amount of time the stars and celestial bodies disappear past the opposite horizon from which they spawned. The last thing I saw in the sky was a cutout picture of Cera from the land before time though. My mom made a comment about it, though it seemed odd to me it didn't make me think for a second that I was dreaming. Though all the stars and such had disappeared, the sky stayed black.

Now that the show was over, my mother our roommate and I decide to head home, which isn't that far. We go to an empty gamestop close by. There's no one inside nor are there any games on the shelf, or anything else really, it's totally empty, the inside painted a light sky blue colour. The lights inside are on though. We head to the door and a camera somewhere on it takes a picture of us, noticeable by the brilliant flash.

"That will be our sexy picture of us us!" My roommate says with an over-enthusiastic slightly sarcastic tone (typical behavior of her in IWL).

We go inside, the door is unlocked, and head down into the basement, which seamlessly leads into my basement (well, a few things are out of place and what not, but it's about 40% my basement). I think we talked about some stuff for a little while and then went back upstairs. Surely enough going upstairs lead to my regular house. The stairs lead up to my kitchen. I decide to hang out there for a bit while my mom went to the living room, our roommate stayed downstairs. Whilst I'm staying there our roommate calls to me and tells me to take some sort of supplement. The pill bottle is resting on my stove. I pick it up and take a look at it. My dream view switches back to camera perspective and I'm watching a commercial for the supplement. In it there is a man on roller blades skating through what reminds me of a concrete area near the Washington monument. It's raining and he's skating around, he's very happy. A man behind him just as overjoyed also on roller blades begins to tail him, but is using two floor scrubbers to scrub the concrete ground behind him as he skates. (There's context...somewhere, in this segment, but I couldn't recall what). I hear some rustling outside, like someone knocking over a garbage can. I look outside through my glass door and don't see anyone there. It is night time however, and they could be hiding somewhere in the darkness. I decide to close my back door and lock it just in case. I also turn off the lights outside so to not draw attention to us. This is tricky to do at first since my lights are for some reason connected to the fan switches on my stove, and in order to turn them off you have to put them in a middle state, other wise it is on either high or low power (that's how my IWL fan switches work). But I managed. At this point I'm a bit freaked out. Something then catches my eye. My dog is on top of the stove and is playing with something (he's a little dog so he could fit on top of my stove, but just barely). He has something cylindrical in between his feet and is trying to squeeze it. I take it from him and look at it. It looks like a toothpaste bottle. At first I think it's astronaut food, but then it turns out to be regular bottle of Colgate toothpaste, though the design on it is a bit weird, it's mostly white and just has the word "Colgate" on it. There's some green lettering on it beneath it though. It says "Meanwhile in India". At first I chuckle at it, but then I say to myself, "Wait, that doesn't make any sense". I look at it again. Now it says "Made in India". I guess I must have misread it the first time. I put it down and go to the living room.

"Mom, Charlie was trying to eat Colgate, crazy dog..."

She doesn't acknowledge my comment. I sit down on the couch across from hers. She's watching T.V., but suddenly the channel changes to static. I start to panic. I think "Oh no! the guy who was outside is cutting our cables so we can't call for help!" I voice my concern to my mom. She tells me "Don't worry, I'm just sitting on the remote." I start to calm down. Of course there isn't someone outside, I'm just paranoid. My mom asks me if I want some pizza. I accept the offer. She calls our roommate to bring us some slices of pizza. She comes down stairs and hands it to us on a plate. Wait, wasn't she downstairs? Whatever. I begin to dig in, it's a plain cheese slice, and is a little cold. I get up with it in my hand.

"You're really handsome!" My mom tells me. A see through confidence booster.

"I'm not that good looking." I tell her.

"Yeah you are, you could look as handsome as anyone."

That comment really pisses me off and I start to go off on a rant.

"Now come on now. Be serious for a second. Maybe I'm average looking I'll give you that, but I'm not that handsome okay? Look, you can say that all you want, but at the end of the day no matter how much time passes by I won't be as handsome as Will Smith."

I pause for a second to reflect on that statement.

"Okay maybe after some time passes, but still do you understand what I mean?"

After I'm finished with my tirade I wake up.