memorable

This dream was mainly about trying new dream drugs. And the great place I started the search was at the school. (obvious)

05.07.2012
Dream drugs
I am walking down the road with some girl on a blue bike. I don't know where we are going, but she wants to show me something.
Since I take the time to notice my surroundings; a road, grass and a perfect blue heaven, I also take the time to wonder if I'm dreaming.
With a practiced hand I plug my nose. I can breath trough it.
Yes! Finally! I am filled with content. I finally caught a dream in the act. It was hard to believe first that I actually was dreaming, but in the end I didn't wanna deny it either. I had missed to many shots at being lucid.
Since I have no specific plan, I leave the girl and take another way. She follows me, so I decide to use the technique I found at Dreamviews.com: simply turn my back to the dream character and forget about their presence. And she disappeared - both from my focus and my dream.

The next thing I recall is being at my school, in the wardrobe. People are changing their outfits for a play they're having. I'm in it, so I write a note behind my ear to remember to change my clothes before the show; it might be fun. In the meantime, the drug issue returns. I try to figure out which person that is more likely be a drug dealer at my school. I suspected Ludde would know, but he would deny me it. I still went over to him, to ask for drugs.
He laughed at me. And this is the first time; I mean my very first time; I have used mind control in a dream character (DC). And it worked. He froze in his laughter, with a blank stare directed towards nothing. His mind felt empty, like a puppet I had stuck my hand into. He was under mine control.
Not to be mean, but he is not the most interesting person out there. And now that he was mentally handicapped, there was no way he could direct me to the dealer. So I let go and went out of the wardrobe. (strange - Ludde was in the girls' wardrobe..)
Outside, there is a hall with two large windows and gray walls. On a bench in the hall, flocked by students, sitting by a table was a guy in a cap. He seemed larger than the rest, and handed out things to certain people. I had found my drug dealer.
With victory in my lead, I went over to him and talked to him. I remember we said something about dope, and pills. Then I tried fishing out a 100 dollar bill from my pockey, but all I found was 2bucks. And I gave it to him.
He opened up a board, slipped the top lock aside and opened a set with many white round pills. He fingered out a large one, and gave it to me. Besides me, somebody else handed him 2 bucks, and he gave them another large white pill. Lucky me. Now I went out of the crowd, and took a look at the pill. It looked like nothing special. Almost a little like a pain killer. I also considered if it would do any damage on my rl pain, but quickly vanished the thought away. This was a dream, with no connection to my real life body. I lifted to pill to my mouth, and tipped it over to swallow it. I instantly felt comfortable, and a bit happier. As I walked towards the wardrobe, I also acted a bit goofier, and more open towards other (talking more).
I thought it was a shame though, that I hadn't taken LCD. I will never ever insert illegal drugs into my body in my real life. It ill ruin your brain. But in dreams drugs aren't real, but you get the effect. Or some of it. LCD would have been interesting to try.
In the wardrobe, people nagged about me having to hurry and blablah-. I barely got in to the show in time. At the show, I met a cool guy/ or became a cool guy. I still ain't sure. I think both; that I suddenly got a multiple personality disorder of some kind. I don't know his name, but being him was nice.
At the show we goofed and laughed around together, and thus the show was a failure.

The next thing I remember must be when we walked down the street. It was later in the day, and some girl had joined us. This time I think I were the guy, and a "friend" of "me-guy" had joined me, together with some girl. The girl seemed a bit like Andy, only more innocent and more "into" thing. She was cool.
I now remembered that this guy might carry some drugs, and popped the question.
"Sure" he said. He had understood I wanted LCD, and fished something out of his jacket pocket. I decided that I wouldn't take it if it was a needle attached to it, but luckily it was some orange fluid in a tiny bottle. I popped it open, and drank the contents. Instantly, I became a lot more goofy. A tingling sensation took place in my upper stomach area and I wondered if I'd feel this good and happy with my life as I woke up. (This is not the real life effects of LCD. Scary/happy hallucinations are the general effect. And off course a destroyed brain and empty wallet.)
I looked at life in such a bright perspective, as we went over to a grassy hill. The girl sat on top of something that felt and looked like a gigantic mushroom. The boy popped an idea. I was into it, but not the girl. She jumped off the mush and left us alone. I returned to the feminine form, and my friend went away, chasing the girl.
This time, I think I decided to give the whole drug thing a time-out. I could barely hear a mower in the distance and knew that the sound came from the real world. Some guys were cutting my meadow again. (turns out I was right: the guys were back when I woke up. They left the field of white flowers alone though, I am grateful they did.). Due to the drugs, I didn't care much more about it and continued down a path leading to a swimming pool. I tried to return to my guy form, without success. I felt that I might be waking up.
The next thing is a bit personal, so I'll leave that part to the blanks..

Other than that - there was a part of my dream where I was at a house. Erlends little brother showed up. At first I had thought it was Erlend, but I was wrong. He had hockey hair and liked to play Zelda with Erlends little sister. (E has no little brother. That is all from my imagination..)

Then I woke up! Glad because of my success ^^

Yay ! Lucid!
I was running away from something, or for something, I don't remember which. I was in a parking lot I can not remember from real life, but suddenly I stopped and realized;
Hey. I thought it felt a bit like.. air. Why am I doing this? This is ..a. dream. I shouldn't have to run.
I got the satisfactory feeling of realizing this just like that, but started feeling my body in bed. I resisted, trying float back into the dream, and luckily managed.
I then set running after what had been chasing me, and I generally remember having fun before I lost my lucidity again. No big deal, I'll make it stay longer next time

Um okay, I'll just note here that I had been focusing on living in the present, and I had been drawing a lot, the day before. Drawing sometimes work a little bit like meditation. So I think that daily focus is key. Notice your surroundings.

"You can't live on a breath in the future, nor from the past. You have to breathe now." I just love that quote. A man on TV said it yesterday. (Yesterday was a really great day, and this is starting to look like a blog post. I better shut my trap. Have fun )

We are in a house that could be a hybrid between where I live and the Twilight-vampire-mansion. Bright white walls, windows and corridors with smaller rooms.
Maria having a party, entering a singing contest.
I wish her luck, and hope for the best.
She is making new and other friends, and I accept that, I am glad for her.
But I have the feeling that something will go wrong soon.
And suddenly I am moved to third person view watching a kid in front of the small crowd's skin suddenly rip apart in the middle of his face, neck and stomach. I think he is me.(I'm a girl btw.) I can see the red flesh at the edges of his skin, but there is no blood or screams, no agonizing pain.
Out of where his guts (in reality..) would have splatted out, rises a giants head. And now I am the giant, as the boy has changed into it like a butterfly growing from it's cocoon.
Everybody is watching me, I am a little surprised and feel like the situation had just taken a turn of the worse. I roughly slide out of the room and hurries to a window. I now know that I know that something bad is coming. And am I right!
In the shadows of the forest outside the dark window I can see a dark creature keeping watch over the house. When I understand it's form, my heart jumps. The familiar T-Rex, from my first brief lucid as a kid, is out there, hunting me. I see it disappear among bushes, before I run over to a window on the upper side of the house. At the left sits my father. I make sure to keep close watched over the forest outside, and any suspicious shadows there might be, as I discuss the dinosaur with him. During this tense conversation I can't recall, I somehow understand that it is my job as a giant to defend the house and the people that are inside. I must meet the dinosaur at it's arrival and hold him back with all my fight.
Most of all I had wanted to hide in the corner of a locked room.
I again spot a darker shadow in contrast to the trees, and know that the dinosaur is coming closer.The dinosaur is coming for me. It's coming for the glass of the window.
I run to another room nearby, and know that the dinosaur had already leaped trough a now shattered window. I hear steps and feel it's presence like an unavoidable truth.
I hear loud cracking noise as the T-Rex heads in the door separating us and get's trough. First, it is just his giant head in a hole of the door, with green shells and sharp teeth. Then it is his full-sized ancient body, as the once most infamous predator of the earth he were, standing before me. It is almost as looking into a gun pointed at your head, only this time it is highly aggressive and a little bit taller and larger than the average giant.
We threw ourselves at each other, wrestling, but it didn't last for long though.
I had something he wanted to get; a glove. And the rest of the dream circled around me; The giant, watching a fighting and how-to-use-your-magic-glove instruction video together with another person, knowing the dinosaur could break trough the doors any minute.

I tried to WILD in the morning, and ended up with knitting the dreams together using DEILD, I guess, so in all, I could say I had one, long WILD, or three DEILD, I dunno what is the correct one.
WILD:1
DILD:2
Quite aware, quite good dream quality, but not that much control.
Lucid Non-lucid

1: Non lucid
I remember having a fight with AyakoX, and that I had put a whole bike into my backpack.
We were fighting about some drawing stuff, and drawing tablet, and throughout the dream I was really annoyed with her. We didn't really fight very openly with each other, there were more like coldness, anger and darkness in the air. I was from time to time considering packing out my bike and bicycling home. (IRL I am considering getting my bike out of the garage and use it going to school)

2: Lucid yay!
I remember being at a public toilet or something, and a girl named Kristine was a working as a cleaning lady (I don't know whats the word for it in english ).
As we were about to pass each other, she said to me in a conversational tone "It is so annoying that my friends keep falling-out all the time!" falling-out as in waking up from a shared dream, losing connection with each other.
I thought for a bit "So this is a dream?"
She paused a second, then, in a dumb tone "N-o-..."
I realized that this was all a dream, and I found it kinda funny. At some point during the conversation, the scene had changed into an odd version of my house. Kris and me was standing on the gray-carpeted stairs, and my mother was watching me.
I went over to her, and she had sat down in a group of chairs in the living room, together with some tea-party-ish people.
"There will be consequences in the real world, for what you do here." she said in an intelligent, conscious tone, creeping me out. Was she gonna guard my every step? ugh.. And another thing that rose in my mind, what if she was actually in this dream as well, not just any dream character? (my lucid self isn't very doubtful, obviously..) I thought it must be impossible, but I left the option open.

I started to wake up, but tried not opening my eyes, and soon entered the dream in the same environment again. I was no longer lucid.
2: There was a giant bird outside my window, kind off like a dodo bird.



It was flapping the wings crazily, it's heavy body bumping against the glass. It was clearly confused and panicked. My little brother, U., entered the living room. It looked as if the shadow of the bird was chasing him. I thought it was, and U. ran around, escaping the bird that was this flapping against the glass outside.
"Is the bird inside?" I asked my mother
"No, it is outside." she said, and I felt safe again. Then I think I counted my fingers, and got a "Ha Ha" feeling. I looked at my mother, and the bird. Had I been more creative, I should have talked to the bird or had him/her as a flying pet or something. Now it seems kinda mean.
Instead I thought of what I wanted to do.. hmm.. I wanted to fly.. and I remembered a guy that added "to go public nude" in his list (I didn't do that one d: )

Instead I went trough the window, flapping my arms to fly. It is much easier to fly when you jump of something off the ground, like a window or a roof, but I still sucked. I managed, but didn't manage good, in other words.

Outside my house, it was a large, empty stone-grey area, with small walls at the edges. I realized I wasn't in my neighborhood.
I wanted to find a big city, like New York, with lots of people in it. I saw a small, grey stone house. As I went toward it I remembered to rub my hands, on the move. And to try spinning to change the scenery. The scenery didn't change, and I hadn't really believed it to either.

Instead I went towards the door on the little grey stone house. It was nearby, so I just walked there. The door had glass windows, so the opening-to-find-New-York didn't really work out. Instead I went into the little grey house. It was empty, with shattered glass set up against some of the walls. On the other side of the little room, two meters away, was I tiny-miny door, at little larger than an A5 paper. It was pinkish.

I remembered seeing the door before, and wondered what was actually behind it in my memory. I didn't recall, and was glad, since that meant I wouldn't except anything from before. I tried imagining New-York at the end of the door, and grabbed the tiny handle to open it.

I thought something like this; uuuh, that's a small door. How do I get trough there? But since this is a dream it should be quite possible..
I tried tucking a finger in, and my right foot.
And just before I entered the door, I remembered what was actually behind; a garden with four-colored grass (God knows where I had that from) and then I suddenly had gotten inside and found myself in a four-colored empty garden.



I don't remember going outside, but then I was outside again.. I thought of what kind off places there were people at.. A mall!
"Build mall!" I shouted in the air, deciding to try a new technique. "Mall! Build!" .. nothing happened, and I was still standing a the big grey lot.
I hopped of a fence and started flying, flapping my arms in belief that I was flying. And to my pleasant surprise I could see heading for the grey field in the distance, coming for my rescue. Coming to build my mall.

And before I even knew it, I was standing between shelves with magazines and food, and people passing buy. A guy my class passed by, and as I turned I could see my mother passing at the other side of a shelve, giving me "the glance.." oh, jeez!! It was a dream, I didn't have to care about it at all.. So why did I!? Stupid waggling lucidity!

Deciding to do something else, I looked around. To my left there was a shelve of magazines. Wanting to take a memory home to real life, I memorized a random title of a magazine with an anime boy with purple hair on the front page. The only letters on the front was "GANDI" in big, fat, white letters.
I thought it was odd, but decided to move on.

I grew tired of doing nothing in the mall, so I took flight and headed through the frontal glass wall on the large building. It was kind off hard for me to take of, as I hardly went more up than down between all the waving.

I flew away from the mall, watched it melt away in the distance, and played a little around in the air. It was not as demanding to do it once I was up in the air. Actually it was quite fun. It was lovely, great, feeling the air shift around you, swirling past as you fell and rose. It is totally recommended. At this time I started to wake up, but managed to tie the dream together again.

3: I was still flying, totally aware of my lucidity. There was coming ocean under me, it was a sea, or a river, and I wondered if I would suddenly fall and get stuck in there, but I discarded the idea as I knew I wouldn't fall, it was a dream.

I was planning to get to some specific people in my grade. I was headed one direction where I thought they might be on camp, but then I heard their voices a little to the east, and I headed there.



Then I woke up, and knew I wouldn't be able to sleep anymore. I felt refreshed and content

Okay, so I had many dreams this night. Glad I didn't forget 'em...
Two where fighting for my life, and two fragments of other stuff..



1: The dark wolf
I was in a desert, with a dog, a labrador retriever I think. There was some grass there, and a tower. I went up in that tower. And I think this is where fragment One belongs, but I'm not sure. I might aswell had started outside the tower and the desert, and then went in.
Cause remembering now, I went downwards.
There were kinds of birds there, that wanted to attack me. I think they were supposedly Zelda inspired, though I hadn't played it in a long time. They couldn't reach me as I went downward, as my dream-logic said that since they were birds they could not fly down.
When I got to the bottom of the tower, I stepped out in a patch of grass. The dream kinda led me forwards.
(memory;There had been somekind of time-lapse effect in the tower, so I had been in that exact time and place, and I knew that we had been attacked.)
We= a labrador, me, and possibly a werewolf (if that also weren't me)
A black wolf was attacking us. The lab and something important. But all in all I think it was after me.
The labrador came to my rescue as I struggled with the monstrous dark wolf. It had point fur, yellow, shiny round eyes, and long, white claws. The labrador came into the scene in a glorious, hero scene. It jumped on the back part of the wolf and bit. It left red, sore marks in a circle on the wolf's waistline. The wolf quickly shook the loyal dog of.
And then it came back on me. I remember seeing a brown male were-wolf with ripped pants and a four or six pack on it's stomach. It was human like, with hockey-hair in a darker more complete shade of brown.
I don't know if the were-wolf was me, some part of me say yes, some part says prob. not. I saw the wolf in a third person view, so maybe I had already lost the fight.
I am very certain, at least, that in some point in the fight, the wolf won.

2: The hall
I was in the hall. Maybe this was on the top of the tower. Maybe the tower was like a collection of dreams I was scheduled to enter this night
The hall was kind off set up like a mirror hall, just with no mirrors. The walls had golden list-work on the top and bottom. The floor were tiled, I think, but not white. The walls were beautiful, I think, the light and the setting
But that's not important.
My parents were kinda outside of the scene, but they were there, back a fence, as miniature figures in my vision.
A shadow figure is fighting me. I never get to see his face, once I see a glimpse of his hair, as if his shadow slipped for a moment. It is dark oak brown.
I am spawned behind a fence in the hall once, so that the fence was between me and him. I tried to get back to enter the intense fight again. For some reason I really felt like I HAD to fight him, that I must. I couldn't get past the little fence, as in a video game. Midna (from Zelda; Twilight Princess) appeared by my shoulder and teleported me back to him. Midna was like half the size of myself, and a little rounder.
And the fight went on.
In dreams, I usually go on unfrightened. But this one really scared me. Especially when the knifes was brought up, from a wase on a little table or something. He threw them at me, but I managed to duck, and I threw them at him. I think I might got hit by something once or twice during the dream, but didn't really recognize. At all times I was afraid that he would hit me, instead of me hitting him. I was afraid it would hurt, afraid he would win.
I shouted for help, and my mom and dad came after being confused for a bit. They seemed very distant, and un-understanding. They took some spoons and carried them outside of the scene again.
I ran and reached for some sharp knifes on the floor, and picked them up. Shadowman was after me, but I got up and spun a 180 before he could touch me. His final brick was laid when I threw them in his shoulder. They hung on in his flesh. I think there might have been four or five, even seven, sharp steel knifes in his left shoulder. . He didn't bleed. He didn't moan in agony, or scream as if in intense pain. He stood there, and lifted his right arm to reach them and drag them out. This was about the time I won, he died.

Short Dream 1: Party
My brother was going to a party in a trunk.
I didn't know why.
Also, outside my bedroom window, I could see a corner of a pool. Thats where the party was held.
I was held outside, as in, I weren't allowed to join.

Short Dream 2:Chocolate and Actor ranking.
Me and a friend (N.) was going down to a cafeteria at my school. N. was going to buy something, and I was going to buy another friend of mine (A.) chocolate. Me and N. went down. They sold converse shoes there, and I was determent to try some on.
We tried blue ones (the ones everyone have..) and it turned out I had bigger feet than him. I felt like I was really, chunky footed, .. And then we bought the food ad went outside the store.
After a while I discovered I was still wearing the blue converse. I was starting to panic. Didn't I buy them? I had no memory of buying those, almost not even being in the store. I checked my pocked to see if my 100dollar bill was still there, or if I'd used them on buying the shoes. They were still there. I checked if I was carrying a check-out note or something, but I couldn't find something. I was too embarassed to go back to the store (yep, u heard me) so I went home, confessing to family.
... At another scene with my friends we were walking down a road outside. A. said said that the teachers were ranking the actors for our school-play from 1-3. (as in 1 best, 3 worst)
"And what am I?" I asked, feeling like pushing it.
There was a short, but noticeable awkward hesitation among the gang.
"You, you're 4." said G.
ah.