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I was dreaming that I was lying in bed in my old room at my parents' house, twisting and turning and wondering which position would be best to induce a lucid dream. Suddenly I felt electrical waves go through my entire body and I awaited the final and most severe wave which usually makes me lucid. It came and I gained real lucidity. A force started crushing me so I focused on the walls to escape from the bed. I felt dizzy and was bouncing from wall to wall so I waved my hands in front of me to stabilize myself.

I started descending the stairs and saw young versions of my mother and sister with piles of colourful dresses lying on the ground. They looked at me with a disappointed/saddened face and walked away. I kept descending and saw more copies of my mother and sister and more piles of dresses.

I reached the first downstairs room where 2 young women were standing, wearing just panties and a t-shirt. I immediately lifted one up, removed her panties and put her on a table. I was started to get excited, when I suddenly saw that the woman's head had become a toddler's head. The other woman also had a toddler's head. I took this as a hint to experiment with this LD rather than have sex.

I walked trough 2 other rooms which had several children in them. There was a young boy in a suit holding something in his hands, and I saw a young girl from behind with her pants down. She had red welts from her upper legs to her lower back. I assumed the boy had done this and told him he shouldn't do that.

Then, I walked into the kitchen. There were 3 kids there and they starting cheering when I announced to them that I was dreaming. I kind of stuttered when I said"dreaming", but they understood. As I said this, a strange character also appeared. A wooden plank floating in the air with a bowlerhat. He had other features and possibly a face made up out of random objects. He told me I shouldn't do that. I asked him why not, his only response was "Tomorrow. At 8am". I had also noticed that the garden was filled with strange trees standing close together. I wondered if I could burn both the forest and the strange character down at the same time. Then I woke up.

I had a dream with PonyLemon in it, but that's all I remember from last night.

I become lucid spontaneously, as is most common for me. I'm in the middle of a sunny pedestrianised street. There's a general old-timey feel to the scene, perhaps mediaeval? The scene is very vague and I feel like perhaps I'm halfway between dreaming and visualising while awake. I decide to try to stabilise my connection to the dream scene and ignore any hint of waking life experience that might bring me back to the waking world. I fondle some surfaces and look intently at a few things. I try sniffing for smells but all I get is a slightly stuffy nose feeling.

I spot the moon in the blue sky and feel drawn to stare at it. The thought crosses my mind that focusing on a specific object sometimes brings it closer, which starts to happen. As it comes closer it looks more like Earth. I decide that another planet is basically just a really big meteorite by the time it enters the atmosphere, so I will it to come faster and faster. It's silent which I consider trying to fix but realise it's probably coming multiple times faster than the speed of sound so I wouldn't be able to hear it before it arrives!

The other-earth smashes into the ground over the horizon and there's a moment of silence before the ground leaps up in waves a couple of hundred metres high and the atmosphere explodes into flame. The waves of earth get steep enough that they "break" with the tips curving enough that they no longer bend, but snap into a million clods of earth and rubble.

SammyTheSnake

Morning of June 17, 2014. Tuesday.

Dream #: 17,347-01. Reading time: 58 sec.



My dream begins with my false awareness of having the job to mow Colleen’s backyard lawn (on Avon Street) in La Crosse in the late morning. My brother-in-law Bob is also near, preparing to trim some hedges and repair a part of the shed. Neither Colleen nor Bob speak at any time.

My dream vivifies as I begin the repeating act of pulling the lawnmower’s pull-cord on its right side. Although the cord does not stick, the lawnmower does not start. I try it several times. I move it to another part of the backyard, but it still does not start. The kinaesthetic events cause me to wake to realize my arm was in an uncomfortable position.

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Dream type: Instinctual to liminal kinaesthetic imperative.

Dream content causation: This dream is the result of an instinctual process of attempting to move my arm while sleeping - into a more comfortable position. (Engines represent potential wakefulness. The second correlation is that my longer waking transition is a result of sleep atonia and lesser blood flow. I do not achieve wakefulness while still in sleep paralysis, and myoclonus is minimal.)

Bob is the precursory sleep-wake personification (not utilized, only witnessed) in this instance. Trimming hedges and repairing a part of the shed are both forms of navigating the liminality of dream space.

If the lawnmower had started, I might have indulged in the imaginary task of mowing the lawn and not awakened sooner to move my arm.

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Fragment:
I am in some kind of mall eating chocolate ice cream. It tastes fantastic; the best thing I have ever eaten. I wake up with the taste still in my mouth.

I am walking down the street in my neighborhood. I take out my phone and put my earbuds in. I look in my iTunes and see a song that I have never heard by 'unknown artist' called 'Robot Dis-Assembly' and begin playing it.
The song starts out with a grainy audio clip from what sounds like a male newscaster. He says 'It is the place where you would conduct the removal of a robot's batteries followed by final disassembly...' The song then drops into this industrial electronic beat. I don't really know how to describe it other than stupidly catchy beat that you could easily picture a bunch of robots marching to. The song repeats the line 'Robot Dis-Assembly' every 20 seconds or so with a slightly buzzy sounding male voice.
I wake up.
This song is a complete ear worm. I still have it stuck in my head, even after having been awake for an hour.

June 16, 2014

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Night Sky

I was with the backpacking club, camping in the field behind my house for some reason. It's dark out already, but it's a warm night, so we're all wearing shorts and maybe a hoodie or something. I remember laying on the ground underneath the tree I climbed all the time as a kid. I was looking up at the stars through the sparse leaves; the tree is old, and not as full as it once was.

As I lay there, Ivan comes and lays down perpendicular to me, and we start talking as we look up at the sky. I remember the sky being overly bright. Like, in this picture with the celestial objects as they would appear if they were only brighter. All these things are actual size, believe it or not.

Anyways, the sky was so beautiful. I don't remember what exactly Ivan and I were talking about, but I remember being confused in my dream as to whether he was trying to be romantic or trying to just be a good friend. After a while, Dan walks by, asking if he can build a fire. Ivan and I both say that it's not allowed here, but that he can make a fire down in the woods (which makes no sense whatsoever. There's a fire-pit in my backyard so it would have been fine). Dan and a few of the others leave to go make a fire, and then Ivan moves so that he's laying right next to me and we lay in silence for a while until I wake up.



Silly Baby

I took a nap later in the afternoon, and had this dream:
I was in my apartment, and a friend from highschool, Kelcey, and her husband live in the unit right next to mine. I was sitting in my living room with the screen door open to let some breeze in, and Kelcey's baby (she actually has one) crawls in and starts wondering my apartment. I get up and follow her, letting her explore but being careful to watch her to make sure she doesn't hurt herself or anything. I let her go on until she reaches the bathroom, then I pick her up and carry her back to the living room, where I find Kelcey standing at the screen door. Her husband is in a beanbag chair out on my little patio.

I hand her the baby all nonchalant, as if it were a routine we had, and invited them all inside. Kelcey asked if I had a tin of nuts because she was ravenous. I found some in the cupboard and brought them out to her, and then woke up.

I was in a home that had big open rooms, blocky designs and huge glass walls all the way around it and filled with art deco furniture. This particular home was over looking a forested area. I could see the tops of pine trees surrounding the house. In the middle of the house, there was a fair small, square pool. It was double the size of an elevator shaft. The bottom of the pool was black marble, which made seeing the bottom impossible. rising up from the pool was a giant black marble obelisk, built into one of the sides of the pool and it rose all the way to the ceiling. There was a set of stairs that wrapped their way around the pool and lead to the second floor where there was a ledge that looked like it was for jumping into the pool below. This is what SA and I were doing. We would jumping together into the pool and run back up the stairs to jump in again.

At some point I noticed a creepy guy, who was on the second floor snapping our pictures with an SLR camera as we jumped into the pool. When I would jumped from the ledge and into the water, I could hear the shutter of his camera snapping and the film advancing rapidly, like he was getting action pics of us falling into the water.

I finally got up the nerve to walk up to the guy and I asked him what the hell he wanted. He told me that he wanted to take some pictures of SA and asked me if I would mind. I told him that I wouldn't mind, but made the excuse that SA had to "go get ready". This is when I told SA to leave, but for some reason I kept jumping into the pool. Moments passed, which is when the creepy photographer asked if he could take some pictures of me while we waited for SA. Though I was feeling uneasy, I still told him that it would be fine. He then asked me to run laps around the second floor, which I did.

[11:00 PM]

I am standing in front of the doors of a Chinese restaurant with HorseLime, and a couple of friends from high school. I remember #035-6 in particular, who was wondering why we started standing out here at 1:00 PM, when the restaurant didn't open until 3:30 PM. HorseLime told him it was all part of the plan, and #035-6 responded with, "I trust you." In any case, we wait out there for a while, and, after a bit, HorseLime determines its time to move- we were actually waiting here to stay out of the sun until the other restaurant down the street opened. We were all saying, "that makes sense," and similar things and were about to move but one person, #914-82, decided he should buy something (an elderly Chinese women was behind the desk) because he felt it was rude to just use this person's place otherwise. He bought some Pho thing and we were on our way.

I was walking in the proper direction I thought, but ended up with just one other person from the original gang, who I believe was #50-263 from elementary school. We each had a plate of pizza (he had two slices), but were trying to maintain our appetite as we planned on eating a crapload of chinese. We went to sit down in a pizza shop I went to in Kentucky (it was very vividly replicated in my dream). I remember feeling bad, since we brought our own pizza, and others were all waiting for the pizza the store provided. I also remember knowing the pizza shop had good pizza, and ours was pretty tiny and shoddy in comparison.

As a side note, I remember also stopping by a gas station or something with my roommate sophomore year. We grabbed a slice of pizza, and I also grabbed some sour patch straws. I remember the cashier said I spent something like $4 a day on average, after my roommate goaded me into getting extra food. He may have been the second person, not #50-263.

While sitting around, we finished our slices and I was able to look inside the building. There I remember seeing my father grabbing pipes that were ejecting tons of steam, and placing them into bins of water. I remember being confused as to why the steam only came out when coming into contact with the water, but my father made some explanation that made sense to me at the time. Around this time I looked at my phone and was planning on texting HorseLime to tell us where he was at, but didn't want to bother him, so just waited around a bit longer.

The guy I was with turned into an asian girl I didn't recognize, and the pizza shop turned into a Chinese restaurant, and I promptly forgot the fact that I was planning on meeting the other group of people. I began eating different soups very quickly, which the girl did as well, and remember standing up, holding my stomach with a grin, and saying if she was ready to get more. We ate at least three heaping bowlfuls of soup (and I'm not much of a soup fan), and were debating getting a second. We decided against it and exited out of the room into a staircase. I ran down and hid behind the door at the bottom, hoping to scare her when she came out, but she never did.

I was wondering where she went, but noticed a film or something was being shot in front of me. It involved a group of people, 3 male, 1 female, trying to solve murder mysteries, and trying to find one man in particular. While observing these people, I remember a series of photographs taking up my vision, that each looked very old (brownish and decayed slightly). As I looked, they would flip through automatically, showing a series of people, some women, some men, always looking in the right, holding up a picture of the next person who I would see. Near the end of the flipping was an image of a fist being formed from a floating hand and striking the ground. (When I woke up, I remember being a bit spooked by the flipbook, as it was very vivid, and I could see each person (and there were many) very clearly).

When the hand hit the bottom of the page, my vision went straight to Danny DeVito, holding up a "clue" that said nbsp (an HTML entity) and him reading it as "Nickelback." He concluded that the murderer took pictures of everyone always looking towards the right, with an image of the next victim, and that the murderer would next strike at the biggest rock concert happening in the near future (hence the "Nickelback"). He pointed to a poster that was advertising a large concert.

My vision jumped back to the four people in the movie scene, and they then moved into a barn that was nearby (I believe we were in a setting very similar to a Call of Duty map). They each pulled out silenced pistols and began shooting everywhere in the barn, killing one guy that was concluded to be the murderer. Then my view panned through each cast member, and I woke up.

[4:00 AM]

I don't remember much of this one, but I was in a room of some sorts, and along the wall was a table with ingredients to make salsa. I grabbed a bunch of chips and sour cream possibly, and tossed it into a blender. Covering the blender with a plate, I was able to incrementally blend the food (stopping and restarting when the plate I was using moved to much to the side). The blend I made was for dipping or something. I then began feeling really disgusted, as I noticed lots of little cockroach like bugs around the food. I tried moving them, but I began freaking out (though I don't generally do that with bugs, or cockroaches).

I remember hearing my parents arguing as well, though about what I can't remember. They concluded the argument jovially, as they both decided to just smoke (a cigarette and pipe presumably). I remember feeling distaste at this as well.

Last night I didn't remember any complete dreams, main cause is getting up at 06:00 in the morning to study for math a bit. (The exam went okay but I'll have to wait and see for the results...)
I did hav one dream-fragment.

1. Ireland

Just before waking up I hear Irish Folklore music, quiet loud actually.


Anyway, we're slowly approaching the end of 2 nail-biting weeks and the most stressful day has yet to come, the results!

Semper Fidelis

I'm writing this a relatively long time after I woke up.

This dream revolved around all the One Piece characters. There was some enemy the Strawhat Pirates had to beat, but the enemy proved extremely strong. Luckily, Goku(I was Goku in the dream) was on his way. I was flying high in Super Saiyan mode. Super Saiyan, because the enemy was really strong. I flew over a well and felt I had to go in the well, because apparently the enemy was in there.

This is most of what I remember. If there as a fight, I did not experience it and most likely forgot.

I don't remember a lot from the first dream. But I recall becoming lucid than leaving the house to run from this girl that was annoying me. I started walking with these other two girls outside and ended up in a school i think. I was about to go to sleep than a dance teacher guy told me to get up because he was going to start dance class.[lost lucidity after that] I was told that i had to do a move where i would have to slide from the left than to the right. I tried but gave up cause i felt i looked stupid doing it. Than a boy came up to me and said he would show me how its done. He tried but than i just walked away because i was nervous. Than a girl came out of no where and said she was mad at me and going to give me the silent treatment. I said sorry and suddenly a girl broke a glass and had to go to the nurses office. That's when the girl giving me the silent treatment shouted something in french and it looked like i was holding a purse with a snail on it.Than I appeared in a dinning room and a lady named Hetherfold was calling up a van so we could go out on some family outing.

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In my second dream I was outside walking in the street with a boy. I saw a boy from my neighborhood walking in front of me than sigh cause he forgot his shit. -w- He said the word shit a lot and joked about it.He ended up going back though and i just kept walking somewhere else. Than I randomly ended up with my mom and younger brother. We were going to get pizza but my mom was yelling at us. So me and my brother said we didn't want it anymore and left. I sat on a bench and this girl came out of no where and said she liked orange soda like Kel from Keenan and kel. I said that reminded me of a soda song they use to have back in the days but i forgot what it was. After that i left and I was in a school but i was on a bed in a room. There was a little girl and a Mexican man. The Mexican dad told his daughter to use the sword to cut off my arms and legs .[I became lucid at that point] The little girl didn't want to at first but than she was like okay and tried to cut it off. I pushed her out of the way and ran into a bathroom. Than i heard a crowd of girls running across the hall. one of them tried to go in the bathroom and punched the wall. I opened the door and they tried to jump me. I said i was just looking for Dawn and they were like awe, than let me live. I ran out of there and ended up in a crowd of kids. I took a glasses and put it on me to disguise myself. Someone following me complimented me on it too. After that i found a stand with cookies, french fries and potatoes and started eating than left cause someone wanted to explode me with a bomb. I ended up going through the wall above after running down the stairs but was stuck. I asked a boy to pull me up and he did. But i woke up after i started running again.

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No dreams i could remember tonight .

This may be caused by: -I was not ''hyped'' for the dream.
-I used my pc close to bedtime.

6/16/14

Last night, bed shortly after 9 pm.

Remembered DR#1 when woke up at 6, and #2 shortly after, while talking to jack on skype.


DR#1

I'm walking with my coworkers through the offices of some sister company of ours. 3 small office rooms, full of people working behind their desks. It's cramped in there. I think we ar also having lunch together in the cafeteria.

DR#2

I'm in the basement with 2 others. It's actually pretty well lit, not too creepy. But still, aware of it being a basement and no way out. We find this old industrial elevator. It's broken, but we get it to work somehow. We send one person up on it. It comes back in a little bit and I'm surprised. The doors are closing, so I tell the other person with me to run. I know it takes only one person, so I stay behind. Not really liking it.

When they are gone, I turn around and walk a few steps. Then I see I'm not in the basement, but in some kind of a shop. It's at night, all doors are locked, and I can see dark skies through stores windows.

My friend S and his family have taken me to this very upscale movie theatre to watch a new zombie movie that has just recently been released. The movie opens with a government agent transporting some form of dangerous biological agent through an airport, as he his undercover and transporting it covertly. But the agent forgets to zipper up his suitcase and the vials falls out and break. The biological agents mingle and produce the zombie-creating formula. A pale green cloud fills the terminal and begins converting the population into zombies.
It does seem that about 1/5 people are immune to the formula and do not convert into zombies. These people attempt to run out of the airport. Some of them are grabbed and attacked by zombies.
The movie jumps ahead to a crowded bus. There dozens of people onboard. One of them looks somewhat zombified. (In this movie, zombies were identified as having pale skin with ulcers on it. I'm not normally the biggest fan of zombie movies, but I have to say, they did look pretty disgusting in a cool way.) The zombie sits down and the man next to him says that he is not 'looking so well'. The man tries to strike up a conversation with the zombie, but for obvious reasons he won't respond. A few people in the theatre are laughing but I do not.
Then, as a jump scare, the zombie belches out a green bio agent cloud and infects everyone on the bus. The driver veers off the road and crashes into a tree at a relatively low speed. Two government agents stand up, wearing gas masks and kill every zombie on the bus. Some zombies manage to crawl out the windows, but the agents shoot them before they get far. The agents get out of the bus and contact the pentagon. They say that 'this is the last of them' and that they are going to quarantine the area until the virus and zombies rot away.
The government agents return the next day along with a news crew to examine the carnage. The Government agents remark how the corpses of the zombies seem to be regenerating. One of the supposedly dead zombies twitches a little bit.
The news crew and the agents hang around for a few more minutes. The bus that the movie was following was in the middle of a woodland area. Then, a second jump scare. This one I half-near peed my pants. A zombie leaps from a tree and attacks the anchorwoman from the news.
I wake up.

Fragment: Beach
I am on a beach. It is a cloudy day. There is a white high-rise hotel building behind me.

I'm not the kind of person who remembers dreams but when I do they tend to turn into reality within a short time frame.
It hasn't been happening all my life, maybe just the past three or so years but when it does it's terrifying.
The first was I had a dream about my godmother, I awoke at 3am one morning trembling in a pool of sweat. I had a dream that she had a heart attack, was rushed to hospital and had several procedures to correct her heart issues. I saw bright lights, surgeons, smelt sterility and saw her family waiting anxiously in the waiting room.
The second (not nightmare) was a short time after where by I had a dream that my niece had fallen pregnant, and given birth at a specific time, date, by doctor and he babies sex and weight. All these details came true.
The most recent is quite disturbing and in some ways I feel quite upset because I chose to ignore it. I had a dream that my neighbours house was on fire. The details of the dream from what I was wearing, to who was laying next to me, the wether, the time was just about identical to the actual event. I had a sense of anxiety, the need to dot my I's and cross my t's, I had the urge to ensure safety in the dream. The day before the reality situation I was meant to be caring for my two nieces over night for two nights however my youngest had vomited that day and although I didn't think she was contagious I had the urge to make sure they both weren't here or I didn't look after them for a couple of nights. A sense of relief was achieved once I knew they weren't staying.
I have also had another quite disturbing dream since which I don't want to turn into reality as it involved my sister working long hours and falling asleep at the wheel on the way home from work late one Thursday evening, my feeling was approx. 10pm.
Can anyone help me dream the lotto numbers instead of the bad stuff that may/may not happen in my life.