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[12:00 AM]

I began the dream with my current roommate (big football guy) towards our apartment, and he remarks on how he's frustrated with work, but I don't believe I really care. I actually think I laugh (in a polite way ), and try and steer the conversation elsewhere (in a manner where I don't have to think about the conversation, and can just say uh-huh as we walk). I make it back to my room, forgetting all about my roommate, and find my sister there. We are about to go to sleep, and tell each other we're going to be lucid tonight. I manage to fall asleep in the dream, and wake up in the dream, where I see my sister already awake, sitting on the bed across from mine. I talk to her for a little bit before I just blurt out "I must be dreaming."

At this point, I don't actually have the sensation that I'm lucid- rather, I dreamed of myself dreaming and being lucid. I believe my sister was also lucid in this dream, and we actually met on the astral plane. She looks at me and then asks me a question; all she says is "birds?" and looks expectantly at me (earlier I had a conversation with HorseLime about what we'd ask the DC that represented each other in our dreams, and I think I had something similar with my dream sister). I think for a while, sputtering out a couple of words, and then settle on "net," as in capturing a lot of birds. She seems satisfied with this and her face begins turning blue. She has trouble speaking, and I think she is choking or not breathing in real life.

I began shaking my head violently in the hopes of waking up, and am back in the room "awake." My sister is again already awake, and tells me she was testing me. She is scared she'll somehow choke in reality, and wanted to see if I'd be able to help her if we could connect on the astral plane. Since our rooms are next to each others in the apartment, I tell her we should knock on the wall in a certain pattern to signal if the other needs help (we did similar things when we were kids, though generally as games and a 3-knock pattern for "911"). She says something along the lines of that being unnecessary, but I respond I am also worried about choking. I'm not sure what we settled with on that, though I do remember feeling happy I passed this test, and I did at some point have a Jesus-like imagery (perhaps I felt like a god).

My mind jumps to a third person view, and flashes around school kids in a privileged school. It was like watching an advertisement for this place, and a variety of different computer science terms were strung together as the ad was playing. My mind eventually jumped to the actual school, and I saw some of the kids who were in the ads. They had a rating system to determine who was the smartest, and I remember the kid who held this title was a tiny Latino guy. My view then jumped to a blackboard where class began, and the teachers (there were two) as well as a student TA began teaching about the use of variables. I got the vibe that this was a pre-algebra course, and that the school prided themselves on their teacher to student ratio. Regardless, the actual teaching was pretty much gibberish.

Later on I was taking a test with HorseLime. I don't remember what it was about, but do remember HorseLime's embarrassment for asking a teacher for clarification repeatedly throughout. I may have teased him about this.

- Fragment: At one point while I was asleep in the dream, I was a ghost chasing my sister like PacMan.

[3:00 AM (?)]

I didn't open my eyes when I awoke, but am guessing it was around 3:00 AM. I heard the girl next door crying and yelling on the phone to her boyfriend presumably. I then had the following dream:

I was on the computer, chatting with Lisa Ann, successful porn star. She recently finished writing a series of books, possibly autobiographical, and I believe I was interviewing her. I don't remember my specific questions, but we seemed to have hit it off, and I got this notion that I was now her pupil. I was hoping for a recommendation with some porn competition, and thought I could ride her success to get a bit farther. At one point, I was on the toilet and I had her stack of books, wrapped in vacuum sealed plastic. I remember feeling satisfaction opening the books, and being amazed by how thick each book was (though the number 80 is floating around as the number of pages of each book). I finish using the bathroom and am aware she is downstairs. I want to thank her in person, as I was hoping for a blowjob. I go downstairs, meekly say thanks for all her help (which she responds, "sure, no problem"), and I leave quickly.

I'm later out on a field, where girls had to line up. Guys in succession were being picked, who then had to pick a girl, pull her pants down, and eat her out. I was waiting my turn, when this big guy who looked vaguely familiar was picked. He picked a girl I knew a while back, #059-354, and I was very grossed out by this fact. I start walking away but as I do so, the big guy decides to pick me up and throw me on the ground, though only lightly as a joke. I try and sit up, but he keeps stepping in my way, and then complaining that I am the one who is causing all this trouble. He finally lets me up, and we do a handshake (with a neat little slide of the palms), and go our separate ways. I didn't like him, but he must've thought we were friends.

As I'm walking I end up in a baseball lineup. I'm waiting in a very long line, and am probably in the 6th position before swinging. I was nervous that I would swing and screw up for the team. Ronald Weasley was standing behind me, commenting the same. I remember #740-9421 was able to hit the ball, and nearly got a home run but fell short. I finally made it to bat, and managed to get a home run my first swing. I was happy, and I began rounding this giant field (not a baseball diamond) that I believe was the same as my middle school field. The people in front of me stayed in front of me as I rounded the field, and I eventually stopped with them at this presentation on the other side.

People were crowding around, trying to listen to some man discuss racism. Eventually the crowd dispersed except for a guy I recognized from middle school dressed in a nice suit, and myself. Before us remained an old white man and Barack Obama, discussing the prevalence of racism. Eventually the white man stops talking, and Obama begins discussing a program that me and the other guy could join, called IO (as in input/output). The guy from middle school began making up a lot of excuses on why he can't do this, and Obama quickly disregards him and looks at me. I comment on the fact that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I would most definitely join this program.

We both then head over to a car, and begin picking up kayaks and placing them on the hood. I again think of a recommendation, and how great it would be to get one from Obama, as well as some great guy in computer science back in my school. After piling the kayaks I get into the car, and immediately feel choked. Part of the car was against my neck, pressing my head to the roof of the car. I loosen it up, lean the car back, and look around. Obama has now turned into a really old white man, and the car we were in was very dirty and unkempt. I don't think too much of it though, and notice a pair of headphones were strategically hanging off of part of the car next to my ear. The radio was playing through this, as well as the car stereo, and I heard snippets of a comedy show blaring out, very closely echoed into my ears from the headphone. Unfortunately I don't remember any of the jokes.

I somehow make it to the backseat and have a bag of trail mix like food. A girl enters through the side of the car, and the old man is sitting there as well (kind of like in the back of a limo, but still very dingy). I offer her some of the trail mix, which turns out to consist of nothing but grapes, raisins, and "watermelon" (it looked like flat sunflower seeds with a watermelon texture). She politely refused, and I pulled out one of the watermelons, which turned into a cookie in my hand. I found some chocolate dip nearby, and dipped the cookie, taking a bite afterward. The girl commented on how sweet that must be.

Bad Grades
Lucid #14

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I´m in my teachers room, together with my friend. For some reason he has artificial limbs. I listen to them talk and he finds out he´s getting bad grades. They both start a fight and my teachers takes his legs and throws him out of the window. I take something formed like a clubb and hit him with it. He drops to the ground and i run to my friend to see if he´s ok. I throw his legs and his phone through the open window. I try to jump out to but i don´t seem to fit. I go into the hallway and as i walk towards the main entrance everybody looks like me as i´m a celebrity. I get nervous and walk faster. I meet him outside and help him up. We start running but suddenly i stop and realize that i just messed up my life by hitting a teacher. I freak out but then i do a nose RC due to a suspicion and voilá i´m lucid.
I take time to stabilize by using all 5 senses. I look up into the sky and it looks beautiful. I try to walk but i only manage to float and don´t realla get far. I try taking off and flying i feel the air in my face, everything gets really bright and i wake up.

-I am walking at sunset in this desertish area (looks like Arizona). It's third person and I see myself as Channing Tatum with a beard. I approach this shack with an old man, my partner, and sit down next to a fire. He offers me a beer and I accept. He asks (or somehow communicates to) me if we should get started and I indicate we should. We start walking off into the desert. We're bounty hunters, and I have the ability to detect our target, possibly by emitting a beeping noise off my belt. Suddenly the ground starts shaking. We're inside a large futuristic room (like an ff7 shinra room). The room is enormous. It's third person again and I see myself and my partner standing in the center of the room as two small specks. The floor gives out leaving a hole that completely engulfs us. I see dragon scales sliding past us on all sides and realize we're getting attacked by a dragon. I summon an earthquake (my character already had special abilities in being able to detect things so I guess this was just a logical jump) but the dragon simply expanded the hole so that the earthquake didn't affect him. We're falling down into this seemingly bottomless hole, and I realize I need to take control of the situation. I shout out to my partner "I'll handle this." I turn my body into fire and scream "AAAAHHH!!!" and fly upwards creating the largest explosion of fire I can manage. I'm still inside the hole (not sure what happened to my partner), and the dragon is so large I realize I'm gonna have to up my game. I create these geometric objects to attack the dragon (they're like straight lines with a single triangle per line). I fire them rapidly at the dragon but am only able to target a small section of his body. At this point I escape the hole by going into the third person and see Suzuha (Stein's gate) fade down from the ceiling, like a video game character enter a battle. I continue to fight the dragon through Suzuha, controlling her actions with my mind. I distinctly see a large computer setup near the dragon. I then summon firaga traps to surround the dragons body, using his enormity against him. He sets off many of the firaga traps, and I realize that I can just erase the dragon with my power. Suzuha lifts her right hand up near her left shoulder as I mentally target the dragons scales. I then think "Erase!" as she throws her hand to her right side. This erases a large portion of the dragon's body. She uses erase a few more times then activates a collect skill where all of the dragon's being gravitates to one small corner of the room. She then says "Erase" and I see a percentage on a computer screen go up to 100%. A door opens to the room as Suzuha disappears, and my partner and presumably the rest of my partner run into the room to congratulate me.

I'm then in a large grocery store and there are tons of people there to congratulate me. It seems these are all normal people, and they recognize that I have superhuman powers. I go around shaking hands as if its the end of a basketball game. At one point I'm shaking hands with Morgan Freeman who says "don't touch my beard." I say all right then touch his beard anyways as I'm heading off. I'm near a checkout and see Mr. Rogers. He gives me a handshake and as we embrace he tells me "When someone craps on your back you'll tell him there's a s**t stain." I take this as a huge compliment. I then see this creepy old lady (the hag!!) who has a dolley and on the end of it there are two baby statues. She tells me her two babies were stillborn, yet were able to survive in these statues thanks to me. She says it was a miracle. This brings me to tears, and I use my psychic abilities to make sure the statues don't fall over. I think she wants money. I give her something but am still suspicious of her. I continue walking then see her near a checkout and she's laughing with her partner. I realize she's tricked me and I become really angry. I feel as though my dream is destabilizing and I rush to another checkout to find something to write my dream down on. I find some pringles and begin frantically writing my dreams down on the individual pringles. I recall writing "Johnny Manziel" on one particular pringle (I think I did actually have a dream with him, but I've since forgotten it. I think the other dreams I wrote down on the pringles I did actually have as well).

-I'm in some sort of cluttered school room. Maybe a room from high school. My mentor (dream mentor) is talking to me and a couple others about how little space we have and we really need to keep track of our things. I tell him there's a hammer that wasn't in the room the other day, and someone may have come and taken some of our stuff. I'm not sure how he responds to this. I stand up, and look at a flying suit that my sister and I are working on with the help of another mentor. The mentor asks us how thick the suit needs to be, and I say well it needs to fit two people, but I don't want it to be too clunky. I then see an image of a man (Willy Wonka?) in a flying machine flying above the clouds. He doesn't have a copilot, and I'm like man I don't want to have to share my flight suit. I see an image of myself in the flight suit and looking through a magnifying glass (built into the suit) out at the clouds. I see another flight suit that some of our peers have worked on.

-I'm watching some sort of pbs documentary with my mom and sister. I take two cameras, one on each shoulder, and point them toward my family. They look at me, seeing that the documentary is now shaking in correspondence with the shaking of the cameras on mjy shoulders.

-At some point I'm in my house in the hood.

-I'm in a beautiful grassy garden. I'm standing on a circular stone. I have a piece of paper in my hand, and I believe it's from ponylemon. It's about lucid dreaming. I think about how important the piece of paper is, and how I can't forget about its message as I prepare for sleep. I stick it underneath the stone, slightly sticking out, so that I can see it yet it will be secure. I lay down on the stone to take a nap, keeping in mind that I need to maintain awareness.

-I'm in the living room of my house in the hood and my sister is in my mom's room. The room is completely empty, and I'm answering the Bone-A-Phone. I'm making all sorts of weird positions. My sister tells me to take the magnets out of my computer so I can thump the pump with my computer on my lap/will stop unwrapping the pepperoni alone. I'm shocked that she realized I was working my willy, but am reassured because I know in real life she doesn't know (this requires some critical thinking about the situation. I am so horrified that she saw me ticklin the pickle that I really have to think about if she really saw me).

-I'm in New York, and I'm exploring the city. It's a very quaint town. The sidewalk is icy and I'm able to skate on it in just my shoes. I'm skating all around the city. At one point, I stop by this snowy area in front of a school building and have sex with an asian girl. I hope no one noticed we were getting on, and I continue skating around the city. I see a few buildings behind a stack of slightly raised stones, and I jump over them and land, skating all the while. I use dry spots on the sidewalk to slow myself down when I need to. Houses are to my right, and I look out at a frozen lake where kids are playing. I realize this is a dead end, so I turn around. I continue skating around, and see a house to my left. There's stairs leading up inside, so I go inside (just my consciousness?)

I am now a child with his father. The room becomes blue and a minigame begins with food coming down a conveyor belt on the upwards (it's as if I'm looking at a video game screen) and a conveyor belt with pills is just below that. I move the character (the son) to open his mouth over both of the conveyor belts. I feel as though I'm racking up the points, because I'm getting all the pills and all the food. I realize that I have to keep the pills separate from the food and see the character falling over as if dying due to eating both the pills and the food. I try again, this time I believe I'm competing on my father's team against my mother and older brother (not my real ones, the ones in this house). We start cleaning up and eventually get to the point where I just maneuver the child's mouth over one of the conveyor belts, and everything just goes straight into his mouth. We win. I start playing the drums (we're apparently a musical family) and the rest of the family joins in. For some reason, the older brother gets upset and begins to leave. I try to think of some sort of lyric to explain the situation/deliver a srs burn.

-I'm in some sort of survivor game. We're in this dark, wooden shack all sitting at a wooden table. There's two girls who are apparently up for elimination (or most likely to be eliminated). The first votes are cast, and it's like 3-2 for one of the girls. Both girls walk out of the room, awaiting the final vote, but everyone gets some questions. I think I see two black guys with tattoos? on their face, and I am one of them. They are standing next to the door. I stand up from the table and walk toward the door. Apparently we're all eating lo mein. I try to find some forks, but only find two. I walk back to the table, and the other black guy has just finished delivering his question. I ask my question, beginning by saying something along the lines of "look. There are now only 2 forks left. We are getting to the end of this game." I then ask something about who is the greatest backstabber, apparently targeting the question toward this one white, gay man. He's appalled that I'm asking about this. But I say the game is coming to an end, and I'm concerned about my alliances. The two girls walk back into the room after the dude defended himself somewhat.

Fragment #1
I was standing in an empty warehouse. BS and ES were there. We were on the second floor, overlooking the warehouse. BS was talking, but I don't remember the conversation. I had the impression that both ES and I were working for BS and he was telling us what he wanted to do.

Fragment #2
I was at a hotel pool. Surrounding the pool area was a lazy river that snaked its way around large pools scattered around the grounds. I was on an inner tube floating in the lazy river. In the water were giant black blobs that would bend and distort from the water currents; however, they stayed stationary. If someone were to float over a blob, it would expand and envelope the person on the tube. It seemed somewhat concerning to me, but I wasn't really frightened by it. I was focused on steering around them.

Fragment #3
At the pool, BS asked me to go up to the room and get something. I don't recall what I had to go get, but as I was heading up to the room, along the well manicured path (the kind you would see at a resort type hotel), I realized that my upper left canine tooth was missing. I kept poking my tongue through the empty slot in my mouth wondering what the hell happened to my tooth. Then I thought of Duncan Keith.

Date: 22 June

As the title indicates this was not a pleasant night. All possible negative factors in one place (neighbors party, early wake, heat).

Early frag: I got like 3 hrs of sleep, nice rebound from previous day and vivid dreams. It was the story of Mancon. [I think this has Dreamer's influence again]. Another DV member was involved a bit later on. In a later dream there was a brief part that included Sensei, but not enough of recall to claim a point for decent incubation.

Mega insomnia and headache follows. Usually, I don't worry that much because I know this will most likely result in an ld, but this time sleep seemed as distant as the Andromeda galaxy.

A minor ld in between the sleep attempts: Spent it flying in a new prayer style. Hands held together as if in prayer, I use them to set the direction. Some memory about imaging being pulled by a rope in the direction where I want to fly. It's kind of a cool style, close to the ground.

There is another female DC in front of me flying the same style she is coming in my direction and we are about to crash, I let her phase through me - she doesn't hit me but seems to have passed to the side. I concentrate on the flying again and notice that I'm moving extremely slow, I try to speed up thinking about super speed but the movement gets even slower. Soon after I wake.

I realize that I had totally forgotten about looking for Sensei. Continue turning and tossing without any hope of sleep, let alone dreams.

Some rather deep sleep /dreams follow after I finally have the chance to fall asleep.

Random frag: I have a nightmare involving my parents. It's absolute hell and my body jolts me out of it, in the last moments I know it's a dream but who would want to stay there?

Ld fragment: I'm in a room with a female DC. This totally qualifies for the basic totm.

Ld fragment: This was a pretty long ld block, but I'd say it was in a very deep sleep. While I managed to remain lucid for quite a while, I didn't have any recall about tasks or that I was supposed to do anything at all. I spent it with plan B - try to cover as much as possible for as long as possible.

I reflect back on the ld with the woman in the room and make a mental note about it and count lds. (With the gaps in memory this is now rather irrelevant) Memory gap.

I recall later on being on the street at night and lucid again. There's this man playing basketball and I say a few things to him. I continue walking around rather aimlessly and remember it being extremely physical and exhausting at some point as I cover quite a dream distance.

The only action that I somewhat more decently remember is that there were a few snowmen painted somewhere and I got super excited about them and decided to summon more. I filled the entire street square with small and large snowmen, very cool and crazy!

The dream went on with diminishing level of awareness. Didn't wake up straight away and had a few non-lds afterwards, so this messed memory even more.

#328 – DILD – 7:30AM

I have a non-lucid before a DILD that I found really interesting. I walk into a kitchen with a patio door and a dinning table. I walk past Canislucidus talking to a “real-life” version of Joe Swanson from Family Guy. CL is saying something about having to take his relationship to the next level with his girlfriend. Joe is giving him some sage-like advice. I don't recall the words but the sound of his voice is very prominent and there is talk of pregnancy.

As I sit at the table, I somehow equate CL's imaginary relationship problems with my Father-In-Law and his ex-girlfriend. I think she is way too old to get pregnant. My wife is setting to my right and I try to verify what's going on but I don't understand what she is saying.

I forget all this when I look down and realize I am eating a bowl of something. There is a man in a business suit at the other end of the table eating the same thing. I speak to my wife about what I am eating and it's contents. It is called “Rat Pack” and has Honey Nut Cheerios, honey roasted peanuts, honey roasted almonds, and raisins all covered in honey. I think this would be better with raw quick oats to make a muesli. I enjoy the sweet and salty taste but after awhile my mouth begins to feel dry. The businessman at the end of the table starts choking and gasping. I think he should go get a drink. After a moment he leaves like he's about to vomit. I worry that I should stop eating but I feel fine so I continue. After a few more bites I wake up.

I fervently recall the dream and the recipe and the name, “Rat Pack”, I feel like I can't move when I try to record it and I fall into another non-lucid dream.

I am sitting on the floor writing on a white tiled wall with a dry-erase marker.
“Cheerios.” “Peanuts.” “Almonds.”
Someone passes behind me and comments on what I am doing. I glance over my shoulder and assure he or she that it's just dry-erase. This person seems satisfied with that answer and walks away. When I get to the last of it, I am now in a grocery isle writing on large economy-sized cans of product. I leave feeling slightly awkward.

I find myself in a hospital. I really have to pee so I enter the first restroom I find. I am shocked when I open the door. It just just a sterile white empty room with a blank slab where the sink was. Everything has been removed. I leave, stop at a nurses station, and find a dark-skinned woman in an old-style nurses uniform complete with the hat. I tell her, “All these bathrooms are cleaned out. Sterilized! There's not even a hole in the sink! That one, and that one, and that one, and probably that one.” I point as I speak. I don't recall being in so many restrooms but I believe it here. There's a restroom to my right that I haven't been in, but I am sure its going to be the same. While I am speaking and thinking things out, It dawns on me that this is probably a dream but I continue on without a break in my monologue, “Now this is either the Twilight Zone or I am dreaming. I am pretty sure that I am dreaming so I'll just make a bathroom.” I notice there are now three nurses at the station just wordlessly looking at me. The other two look a little more modern in style. I give them a quick glance as I walk away.

When I enter the restroom, I am pleased to see a toilet and a sink. I shout, “BAM!” and close the door. I really feel the need to pee so I do just that. I realize as I am peeing, that this will do me no good. I feel no relief and worry that I will actually pee the bed. I keep a check on the sensation of peeing and assure myself that I'm not actually peeing. I push a little harder and pee a little more to prove it to myself. Gutsy! I know I am dreaming and none of this is happening but I go ahead and finish up by washing my hands. The liquid soap and running water feels slightly numb but otherwise realistic. I stare at myself in the mirror. My face is blurry and watery but mostly normal. I make faces at myself and do a really hyper-crazy dance. I am just so excited to be lucid in a dream!

I forget about drying and leave the restroom. I feel the water dripping so I wipe my hands on my pants as I head back to the first nurse I saw earlier. I say, “See? I made one over there. You better use it while it lasts.” The nurse has a suddenly surprised look on her face. Her eyes are wide as she hurriedly scrambles over the top of the counter, making a mad dash for the toilet. I am very amused as the dream fades. I really need to pee!

#327 – WILD/ DEILD chain – 4:53AM

I started this WILD at 4AM and while it took some time to relax and quiet my mind I don't recall it feeling like an hour long experience, though the dream was really long. Perhaps I woke to vibrations and didn't realize I fell asleep? I spend a lot of time bouncing from vibrations in SP to little dreamlets to transitioning out of bed to DEILDing back to SP vibrations so I don't really recall all of it. Most of it was boring garbage anyway.

The main part is that after another DEILD, I saw the bathroom light on so I go in there. I take a good look in the mirror and I look mostly normal. Then I do a variation of Canislucidus' summon. Instead of reaching behind myself, I close the door slightly and blindly reach into the bedroom hoping Dthoughts would show up. I end up just grasping at the air until my hand switches in my physical body causing me to have to DEILD again.

There is one transition were I am just walking in the void but I can see the silver cord. I don't get very far and I have a falling sensation back to my body.

I lucidly observe a lot of dream content but don't take any control. It was interesting to act out a dreamlet without even trying. I guess that explains a lot of erratic behavior even while lucid. I recall one where I am on my knees on the floor next to my wife in bed. We are talking and I have a phone in my hand. I push play and I hear a conversation with my daughter then I hear myself in the podcast. My voice morphs and changes. I decide to take control hear and do a little hand rubbing but the dream collapses back to another DEILD.

One of my bedroom exits my wife calls my name but I ignore it. I am not sure what happens next but I don't get very far.

I try to phase through the bedroom door as I hear my wife calling my name again. This time I decide to stop and listen. I try to ask her “what” but my mouth is stuck shut so I try to communicate telepathically. “What babe? What do you want?” but she never responds.

There was a lot more experiences but nothing worth noting. I eventually roll over and hope for a DILD.

Date: 6/21/14
Time Slept: 12:15 am to 8:30 am
Dream Quality/Recall Upon Waking: Average vividness, clear recall
Sleep Schedule: irregular, getting on schedule, sleeping at leaf 8 hrs
Pre-Bed: Looking movie and trying yoga nidra CD
Waking Up: Ok with clear recalls.
Number of dreams to recall: 3


Residential Land

I dream again about this residential land, where there are few plots available, i have the feeling that is the same place than other times. Its a nice place on a hill, where people is building houses, condos, and small villas for tourist. I have the feeling that its on a vocational area, but i don't recall seeing the see. I have the feeling that i have to grab the opportunity, before all the plots are taken. I was walking down the street, looking the house that are being constructed, the condos etc.

Traveling to a foreign land.

Now i am in another place, traveling with my backpack, i am traveling alone, but i have few friends in the sam hotel that i am traveling. I have that also its the sam recurrent place that i dream, the same hotel with stairs, elevator, etc. Its nice with few restauran in the hotel. I am enjoying the place, going to have dinner but alone, the feeling its ok, because i am traveling alone, same feeling that when i was doing business trips. Then i have a vague recall of going to train station.

Traveling out of India.

I am leaving India, so i have to pack, apparently i was in the same place with my brother, but he was not leaving, so i was packing, and i was done i check it again and i was forgetting a lot of stuff, the feeling was one of confusion and worry, Since i had to go to the airport to try to buy my ticket!, i did the bag, but i still have the confusion of not knowing how many bags i have.

Then i arrived to the airport, and i go to an office (like immigration) and my passport get kind of lost, the people there is kind, but easy going, they go somewhere, i it takes in the dream like one hour! i remember being complaining about waiting almost one hour, and feeling worried that since i don't have my passport i can to go a buy my ticket!, the guy that was doing the paper work left the office because he was doing other important things (he speak another language not indian, he says its hungarian). Then my girlfriend, decide to enter the office and speak with the friendly indian woman, that way i get my passport really fast, but because i am in a hurry i forget my backpack there. I still feel the confusion of not knowing exactly how many bags do i have.

I'm withdrawing from a few meds right now and been having some fairly crazy dreams.

Crazy dream 1:

A bunch of pikeys moved into my bathroom. It was pretty awkward going in there to use the toilet because they'd all stop talking and stand there watching me. I felt bad that I would be stinking the bathroom up when I'd do a number 2, but I had no choice in the matter, when you have to go you have to go.

Crazy dream 2:

I was in some twisted gameshow, involving animals and children and the fat guy from Hangover 2 (the fat gangster that was after them for the gold, he was the host of the gameshow). The first episode it was nighttime, and I was in a paintball fight with a bunch of kids, they were annihilating me, and the whole time I had a chicken down my pants. It was disturbing and I felt bad for the chicken so I had to get him outta there. By the end of the gameshow, the fat guy from the hangover 2 was telling me what the next episode was gonna be, it involved my head stuck in this trap thing, there was no way I was gonna do another episode so I smashed the trap device thing and told the fat guy he "no more of this ****ed up game show, I'm done", so I went on a bit of a rampage destroying things. My strategy worked, I came to an agreement with the fat guy and one of the kids, that there'd be no more episodes. I woke up covered in sweat, relieved that it was over.

Crazy dream 3:

I was planning a way to get on a plane for free, there was a teenaged girl helping me with the scheme, the plan was that I hide in a corner, then when a car is pulled out of the drive way, I sneak into the trunk and hide in a suitcase. Things must not have gone as planned, I didn't get in the suitcase and next scene I was hanging off the side of the plane in mid air, trying to get the door open. There was anoter guy hanging off the side of the plane with all his suitcases. I was shouting "open the door, open ****ing door" but it wasn't working, they wouldn't open up. I understood because opening it up would mean the crew would probably get sucked out the door. Then I noticed there was this cabin thing on the side of the plane which people weren't supposed to use in mid flight. There was an African guy in there, he told me this is how he always travels and that you just need to hang onto the railing when the plane is descending so you don't get sucked out the door. We both had a laugh about it because we knew we had the right idea, we didn't pay a penny for tickets, and this method of travel was much more fun than being stuck inside the plane.

It's been 7 months sense I last posted so I will do a lot of updating

This dream had a lot going on but the part I remember the best is the last part. I returned to my home where I lived with my parents, brother, and his fiancée. (The home was a complex that housed multiple families and it was raised above the ground) when I got back I found that this stranger was trying to steal my money, but I managed to run him off and get my money back. When I returned to my room afterwards I found that my stuff had been stolen. I became furious and went about looking for the criminal when I found they returned to the scene of the crime. It was two teenage girls. The blonde had been the mastermind, and I got her to confess by pinning her to the ground via holding her neck and waist down on the ground and I started trying to stretch her when she finally agreed to bring my stuff back. They left after showing me everything was back in my room when a pretty African American woman came to our place. She asked to speak with us in private, so my parents and I followed her outside. She told us that she worked for the government and they discovered that missiles were going to be launched at America wiping out half the population and we were in the spot that was going to be in the center of the explosion. She wouldn't say who was launching them, but she said our family had the option of buying tickets to a train that would take us to an underground bunker. We only had enough for 4 people and my dad agreed to stay behind. My parents went inside to start packing essentials while I looked up at the sky to see a solar eclipse. I became very frightened and shook my head then looked back up to see a normal moon in the sky, so I calmed down a little. I started packing my stuff, then went with my mom to put our things with my aunts because they said they'd let us put our stuff with theirs. I noticed that everyone in the complex was packing, but there wasn't a panic. It was a very intense calm, the air was heavy with fear. The sky started flashing red and my aunt told me it was practice for the people who had to stay behind, so they would know when to brace themselves. It was a very dark night even though the moon was full. As I finished packing, the speakers came on and said it was time to board the train. We got our stuff and filed down the ramps to the station. As we stood about to board, it finally sunk in that my dad wouldn't be coming. I could tell my family cared but they wouldn't show it. They stood on the train waiting for me, but I couldn't board. My dad and I don't have a close relationship and it's like this dream made me realize how much I cared. He insisted I get on and I finally did. As the train pulled away I couldn't take the pain and shouted "I love you!" With teary eyes. He shouted it back before he got out of ears reach and the train descended underground. This is where I woke up.

This dream was very emotional for me. I felt such an intense mixture of fear, pain, and anger that I was genuinely glad that it wasn't real when I woke up. Any help with interpretations are appreciated.

This was my latest lucid dream that happened a month ago in May of 2014.
My wife and I were walking along a street in a city. It was day time. I became lucid and took her hand and we began running along and then flying together still holding hands side by side arms outstretched. We flew along the street and then up and out of the city. There seems to be a gap here because the next thing I remember we are still flying hand in hand but now we are high over a snowy mountain scenery. We see a Buddhist temple below in a valley near a lake, there is snow on the ground. We swoop in and land at the edge of the lake. There is a Buddhist monk there to greet us. As we walk up to the monk my wife bows to him and he is like giving her a blessing and an interesting things happens for just a fraction of a second. As he lowers his head I see out of the side of my eye his face change into what looks like the evil lord in the Star Wars movie. His serene face suddenly becomes evil looking for a fraction of a second but then is normal again. I shrug it off thinking it must just be me and it was in the side of my vision. Then we follow him up to the temple. As we approach the temple a tiger comes out to meet us, there are other monks about too. The tiger is friendly enough although very large and follows us into the temple.

As we enter the temple I don't see my wife again in the dream. I enter a room with many monks sitting on one end of the room facing me (Tibetan monks). The head monk (the one who met us) is sitting in the middle and beckons me to sit before him. The head monk tells me that he has something important to give me. (I am still lucid and quite excited by the auspiciousness of the dream). He says before he can give it to me I must repeat these words after him. He then begins to chant out some Tibetan? words. I am suppose to repeat the words but I feel it is like I am giving an oath only I don't know what the words mean and so I am reluctant to say them. Concerned about this I turn my head from him and look to the other monks, one of them is a Westerner and I ask them "can anyone tell me what he is saying?". (I don't know why I didn't ask him as he was speaking English eariler).

At the moment I ask the question he stands up with a look of disgust and without saying a word walks out of the room. Other top monks follow him. I suddenly realize I had made a terrible gaffe and had disrespected him by turning to the other monks. I feel terrible. The Westerner monks tells me it's ok, it's ok, and says he will talk to him and leaves the room. I wake up after that.

Comments about the dream: This is one of those significant lucid dreams that I put a high reality value on. I even think the the Westerner monk is a character I've seen in a previous significant lucid dream. As some of you might have experienced, some lucid dreams just seem to have a special feel to them, like the characters in the dream are more than just products of your dreaming mind. When I awoke from this dream I had the strange feeling of being torn between two positions. One I felt terrible as I felt I had made a terrible foopa and blown an opportunity to receive some significant piece of spiritual information or blessing. But also I felt strongly that I may have just dodged a bullet. That my seeing the evil monk for a flash of a second was important and that I was being tricked by appealing to my spiritual greed into making some sort of pledge that would not have been in my best interest. In which case I was lucky to be lucid enough for even in a dream not to just repeat any oath that was given to me to say. In which case the monk got up not out of disgust, but for seeing I could not be tricked.

Now some people may think I'm crazy to put such importance on a dream but all I can say is that based on my long experience with dreaming and life that I put much more reality on dreaming and much more dreaming on reality than most people may do.

Be well, -DreamRealEyes

June 21, 2014

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orange text = Lucid


Okay, so this one was really weird and hard to describe. I'll do the best I can. I went with my parents to a property they recently bought in the northern part of the state in which I live. We were camping; I was in my own tent while my parents slept in another tent a few feet away. I couldn't sleep very well because of this super-duper annoying-ass cricket that must have made its life goal to keep me awake.
Anyways. This is the dream(s?) I had:


I was with my parents on the same property we actually were visiting; but it was in the near future, when the house we're planning to build there had just been finished. But it "wasn't open" yet, and we were staying in the same tents were actually were in, out in the yard. I had woken up because of a really annoying cricket (this is why it's so confusing. I think I may have fallen asleep and inserted everything before this point, but not actually dreamed it...? I may have also unintentionally WILDed. I HAD been thinking about it as I tried to fall asleep all night, so I was in the right mindset for it I think?)

Anyways, it was only about 6am (in the dream), and I had just woken up, but I was still tired; I got out of the tent because the cricket was being a bitch, and walked around outside. The sun was nice and warm, and I wandered around a bit. I thought I saw an old friend of mine, whom I met online a loooong time ago. He was walking around the other properties surrounding my family's. But it didn't really look like him. I had the strong impression that it was Alex, though. But I chose not to call out to him, mostly because my parents were there and it would be weird, or something. I walked around for a while, always noting where Maybe-Alex was, and eventually stopped seeing him around. I was so tired still, so I laid down in the grass to try and sleep. Here, it was strange, because I knew I was outside, but at the same time I was also inside and could see a kid I used to babysit peaking out of a crib at me and giggling. It was a bit like when you let your eyes try to battle each other for what you're seeing. Sometimes it's what your right eye sees, and it's sometimes what your left eye sees. It's hard to describe, but if you don't have a dominant eye, like me, you might better know what I'm talking about...

Anyways, then I must have fallen asleep for a bit. The next thing I knew, my parents were waking me up and telling me it was about time to get going. I told them about seeing the kid in the crib, when I thought I saw Maybe-Alex out of the corner of my eye, but when I looked at the spot where I thought he was, he'd vanished.

And then suddenly, there was a hand on my right shoulder, and Maybe-Alex was saying to my parents, "This little SLUT isn't quite so innocent as you think." And then all hell broke loose.
"What the fuck Alex, why are you saying that?!"
My mom yelled at me, "Kestrel, is that true?!"
And they forced me to go to a doctor to have a test done. The Doctor told my parents, "It's true, she's no longer a virgin." And my mom started crying and yelling angrily at me, my Dad turned his back on me and left the room with my mom. (this wouldn't happen IRL. They know I'm not, and don't really care. I mean I'm 22 for crying out loud)

So I'm laying in the hospital bed in the empty room, and the door opens. Maybe-Alex comes in, and I look at him, hurt. "Why did you do that? What did I do to make you call me a little slut?!" He would never do that IRL. Especially not in the tone he'd used. His voice was so malicious, so manipulating and cold.

"I had to be sure the mother of my child is hated by her parents; that way she has no where to turn but to me." He was so fucking calm and cold.

"And you think I'm having your baby?" I rolled my eyes.

"I know you're going to have my baby." And he locked the door. He came toward me with a really wicked grin on his face, and I suddenly felt scared. "There's no way you're Alex..."

"Nope~" He said in a singsongy voice, and I realized I must have been dreaming. I did a Reality Check, and it turned out I was dreaming.

I stared at whoever the guy was, and asked him, "are you The Face?"

"That may have been me. But that's not my name." He'd sat down at the edge of the bed, no longer threatening. He was still grinning a bit maliciously, though. Maybe it was more mischievous.

"Well what is your name?"

"You can call me whatever you want."

"I want to call you by your name."

"Not this time~"

I narrowed my eyes at him and suddenly remember the challenge of the month. I decided to try it, so I repeated, with the same singsongy intonation, "Not this time~"

He just raised his eyebrow and stared at me, silently. I couldn't tell if he was confused or just blank. I waited so long for him to say something else that the dream destabilized and I woke up.

June 20, 2014

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Loud Soup

I was in a really, really tall building. The room I was in was sort of sticking out of the building, so that the floor beneath my feet were some thousand feet in the air. I remember looking out the window and being terrified because there was nothing holding the floor up except that it was attached to the building's wall. I was with an old woman and her granddaughter, who was a little older than I am (I'm 22 in case you're wondering)

We were eating soup, and I was for some reason swallowing REALLY loudly every single time. I tried to be quiet about it, but couldn't make my swallowing less noisy haha!



She Got A COW?!

I was living in a coastal city; there was a huge crane building something in the harbor, and there were two or three very, VERY large sailing ships. I was there with the backpacking group; we all lived there and worked on building things in town. We lived in dorms and our lives were fairly well controlled, but not oppressed.

One day we had a field trip to a city along the coast; we were going to take a tour of a mall/factory thing.
We all got on a bus, and a large screen reading 5100 turned on. As the bus moved, the meter ticked down (it was at 5010 or so when we got to the location) and it marked how far we could each walk for the day, but I don't remember what units it was in. During the bus ride, I remember turning toward the window to look out over the ocean, and as we crossed a large suspension-ish bridge, I could see the huge crane from our hometown, as well as the huge boats.

When we got to the mall/factory, it was decided that Zukin would be our group's leader, and she started making really weird faces at us all. As I get off the bus, I make a note to myself to get a new wallet while we're at the mall/factory, since my old one was getting worn-out.

So, Zukin had this weird look on her face basically the whole tour. It was a bit like that face you make when you're pretending to be a fish. We walked through the entrance into a large, high-roofed room with shops along the walls. It was oval-ish in shape, and we walked toward a hallway to our right. It led to a production line-type-thing where we learned how they took these large black stones and carved them along one edge to reveal bright, rainbow iridescent layers. Then they carved a flat line for a base to stand it up on, and then patters along the edges. On the other flat side, they carved it so that there was only a very, very thin layer of black on top of the next colorful layer. They then carved pictures into that edge. The pictures were all different, and because the black layer was so thin, what ever got carved out wasn't a deep cut, but still revealed the rainbow beneath, and so the pictures that were revealed were really colorful This about those scratch-away art pages that were so popular in the 90s.

At the end of the tour, we each got one to take home. Mine had an anime-style picture of a girl with long hair and bangs leaning on her elbows. She was laying on her stomach on a bed, and a blanket was covering her from the stomach down. She was holding a book in her hands and looking at the POV with a surprised look on her face.

Zukin got a cow on her picture. I was so jealous.

Anyways, we all got food, as well. There was oatmeal and yogurt, and fruit and such. It was a very breakfast-y thing. I sat down at the table, so that Zukin, who was at one of the heads of the table, was to my right. So I was in the seat to her left. I suddenly realized that everyone else had sat on the other side of the table, not next to me. I suddenly felt really alone and inadequate and unwanted, and then I woke up.

June 19, 2014

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LOTS AND LOTS OF SHIT.

I was pregnant in this dream. I don;t remember if I was in my home-town or my college-town, since the main streets from both cities were definitely in the dream... Maybe I was in both cities at some point in the dream.

So I had no idea who the father was, for some reason. Everyone at the office at which I worked assumed it was my coworker, who said he loved me. But I'd refused him because I didn't love him. In my dream, the part I remember most was in the car on the way to the hospital for a checkup in the last few weeks before I was due. I was asking my mom, who was driving me, if it was okay to use an epidural. She said it was fine, and I was relieved because I didn't think I could handle the pain (though IRL, I probably can. I'm always hurting myself and get migraines so natural childbirth should be a piece of cake ;D *bricked*) I remember that my mom started ranting about all the shit (literally) involved with childbirth, and I was laughing.



Light Switch

All I remember is that it was pitch black, COMPLETELY pitch black (like a complete blackout in a cave. NO. LIGHT. AT ALL) and I was trying to find a light switch.



Blitzball

I vaguely remember being immersed in water. I may have been playing Blitzball.

I am walking out of school with C. Outside the doorway, my old English teacher Mr. Bell is handing out bibles. I tell him that I hate the bible; C and him laugh. There is a bible on the ground and I kick it. Now C looks mad and she goes off to her bus. I get on my bus and make my way to the back. The last two rows have seats all the way across. I take a seat between two boys slightly younger than me. One pulls out a pipe and they both start smoking weed.