Alright, last night I went to bed mentally and physically tired, had a long phone conversation with my girlfriend and I had to work. I gotta go to bed earlier now, but it's hard when I'm just coming back from work at the time I usually planned to go to bed to :/ 1st: Some fragment/dream about me playing some new RPG. I chose to be a water spirit and I could shoot water beams that looked like laser beams. Also I could summon a water wave. I attacked some monsters but they were so strong that they instantly killed me xD
Fragment 1: Playing a card game. My younger son's turn: he plays a powerful card. Fragment 2: At work at someone else's computer. Discover right after sending an important email that one of the recipients was wrong. Frantically trying to recall it, but application closes and other frustrating things preventing me from doing anything useful. I see that it is already 10pm, but do not think that it is odd at all that I am still at work that late (in reality I never am).
Can't remember anything today. Work and life in general is getting in the way of sleeping. Still waiting for my first "not random" LD.
I remember some weird castle and a 3rd person visualisation of me with some other people. That's about it I was standing still trying not to move before grabbing my recorder to do a quick note (it was a much bigger dream) but my girlfriend actually woke up. I snapped out of that state and forgot the whole thing.
Dream recall from today's nap. I was in some castle-like place.
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July 16, 2013 Some sort of seeming apocalypse, there were not many people and I was at work when it all happened. Leslie and I were not dating anymore, and when the incident happened, and there were various groups of people who were leaving on their own. I went with Nanea and so did a few girls. I tried to talk and flirt with the girls but I was doing horribly. They did not seem into me at all, except one was a little. We were going to another state I believe and I had grabbed some stuff prior to. We were heading to California and arrived almost immediately. We were driving around looking for some place to settle. Soon it faded out and I arrived back at the original site which was now distorted. There I saw some people I recognized, including Marko, and some other people that were the same age as me. Some of these other people wanted to go with us, but they still did not. The same group I was with last time went together again, but we were without the girl that I successfully flirted with a bit. So it was just me and the two other girls, one of which was April. I did not flirt well still and I had to pick up some things for myself again. All the actions did not seem the same to me, but all the relationships were. I had told Nanea that we went to California last time and where we were but he did not wanna go that same route this time. It began to fade out. I went back to the same sort of venue, but this time I saw people getting done with football practice or something… I began to play football with some people who were there too, mostly graduates with a few to be grads from my year. We just played football for a bit and I was doing pretty badly still as I was eating an apple and I just felt so off balance in every way possible throughout the dream. I was just incapable of doing certain things. It was strange. I then woke up.
July 9, 2013 - forgot to post this earlier on! I was going to New York to visit my dad with my brother. I was living in my previous house and my Aunt Barri came to pick us up to take us to the airport. (strange because she lives on the other side of the country..) At the old house I took an incredibly long time to pack my clothes and other things I'd need. I seemed completely unprepared and sluggish. They seemed to be waiting on me for almost an hour while I was slowly doing that. I had figured that I'd be going for only a few days but it ended up that I'd be there for 11 days. I was disappointed that I would be missing my new job and that I would have a hard time telling my boss that I already need to have time off, especially because it would be last minute. I was also eager to show my girlfriend who desperately wants to go to New York that I was going there. It was a pretty short dream, I didn't even make it to NY in my dream.
June 14, 2013 - haven't remembered to post this! It seemed like the game the division, post apocalyptic. There were no zombies or anything, but some monsters that seemed monkey-like to me. They were scavengers and hunters, just some monsters that would try to kill me and my people. I was only with some friends (some people I don't remember), my brother Brian, friend Presley, and a teacher Mrs. Williams, as well as her two daughters(which I don't know if she has two daughters). It started out in a prison that was made safe into a settlement early on. I was requested for help(maybe?) and had to leaave the prison. I was in a house which didn't seem too bad, and I was with at least Presley and Brian. *There was some sort of side trip where Presley and I were purchasing a video game and he cut in line* dunno why this happened... We then went back to the room and hung out there for a little bit after avoiding attacks. On a radio or a phone we were called to go to another room that Mrs. Williams was in. She and her daughters were in there and the daughters were both terrified and young. One seemed about 8 and the other 3-4. She was doing anything she could to protect them. She seemd to be some sort of warrior apparently and she went out to kill some of the monsters that were causing trouble outside. She was requested for help and Brian went to help her. Neither returned although I tried to call for them various times. The daughters got frightened and hurt themselves running to a corner. They remained there for a long time. Many events that I cannot fully recall occurred during this time. I believe that Mrs. Williams story was somewhat revealed to me and I witnessed her death? Also some other guy showed up and was in a fun battle with some bad guy (familiar characters). It was mostly just tension and speaking. Then the bad guy shot the good in the head, I stole the gun and shot the bad guy in the head. Daytime was approaching and the older sister did not make it alive. I took the younger one back to the prison where she was taken care of, as I went to get something to eat. I walked into the eating hall alone, something I wouldn't typically do, it's just that anyone close to me was gone it seemed. I walked through the room with utter disappointment and loneliness until I sat at a table with friends Brittany Bolger, Santana and some others. I was still alone though I felt.
Still having dreams awash with dream signs (I've stopped caring about it...at least they're there when my mind finally comes to its senses.) Perhaps it's the choline but DC's have been noticeably more communicative to me. I don't have dark dreams normally (I only recall one since I started the journal) But DC's seem to have been far more remote before. Yesterday I had quite an animated conversation (apparently) with a colleague and we parted with a hug and last night I had a conversation with my boss? and a fully- recognisable former colleague (normally, they are vaguely like someone I knew) "Alan says you're Laberf" he said and he seemed impressed (Laberge?????) I was being modest and saying it wasn't due to anything particular on my part. Whatever that crap meant, there's definitely more communication going on. I hope it's not the choline...I don't want to be dependant on those (apart from the price, they smell awful!...like slightly dead fish) Lucidity aside, I'm learning a lot about the mind and the brain. The unconscious is not just a "dream-helper" (or maybe "hinderer" in my case) It's working away, day and night, with quite a heavy workload. If the conscious and unconscious were painters the unconscious would be an impressionist...working vast canvasses with bold sweeping colours, but not too much fine detail (hence the dream distortions) It's kept us alive as the major "fight or flight" organiser while the fussy conscious would just be thinking about it (a bit like Obama) The conscious would be a detailed portrait painter, dabbing away at a canvass whilst the unconscious had knocked out two or three, made some coffee, tidied up a bit and checked the mail. Who'd have thought? Give me the unconscious any time. Ever onwards
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Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid Better resolution: I'm at some canyon place with only myself and a friend, its dusk and we're playing a gamecube. I was the one who hooked it up. The resolution when it started up was..well, pretty darn bad. But my friend played it regardless. Eventually, this girl finds us and manages to fix the resolution. And then some dramatic stuff might have happened. But i can't remember. Winter mario world: It's winter and snowing. Me and this girl enter a mansion. The setting inside is similar to that of super mario party. We manage to survive and and make it to the second floor where we then head outside. Once outside we explore some bit. That's about all i can remember. I also think i remember something about me getting two swords through my chest. Thoughts: Well, my recall has been derpy but it's mostly my fault, tonight, i'll repeat some mantras and etc. Had a weird schedule the last few days.
Okay this happened like a month ago. It was a Saturday when he was at Mexico so he couldn't text me and I just kept thinking about him. Well that night I had a dream that we were sitting together at school in class. And then I turned around to look at him, I smiled and he smiled back then he kissed me. I was really happy it was like if we were together . When I woke up I thought it was an amazing dream but I couldn't tell him cause I thought it would make our friendship weird . But like four days later he came back and texted me , and he said "I had a dream about you last night . I hope things don't get weird tho. I had a dream we were together at school in the same classroom , and then I smiled at you and kissed you ." I freaked out !!! It's so weird that we both had the same dream ! Does this mean something ? Oh yea he told me he liked me too , but still so weird ! Lol
I've had several interesting non lucid dreams the past few nights... Some of these dream are reoccurring and I ALWAYS fail to recognize it. July 15 1:34AM I have another dream where I am in the military. This time it is specifically Army. I am not trying to escape it this time. I want it. I spend a lot of time saying bye to my wife with much anguish and guilt. She says it will only be nine months but I told her I was thinking only six. She assures me that she will be there for me no matter how long. Separate dream much later. Time unknown. I am doing some training for the Army. There is some drill. Gas fills the room. I am told to smash my hand in some device as the pain of it will keep me from dying from the gas. I do so and there is no sensation. The ceiling lowers and I am forced to the floor. I feel claustrophobic. Again separate dream much later. Time unknown I am still in the Army. We are training with blanks but some how people get shot and die. We stop and there is not much concern for the dead. There is some conversation as I watch a machine or robotic arm reload and package large caliber rifle bullets. Suddenly I see a flash of red. I look around and see someone has a laser trained on me. I shout, "SNIPER!" Some woman acts as my protector and forces me to the ground. She covers me with her own body. Another solider flanks the sniper and shoots him in the face. The scene skips and the sniper looks cartoony with half his face hanging off. There is no gore or blood. He is alive and well and ranting about some kind of religion and that he needs to kill. He will strike again. 3:32AM I took huperzine and had a dream about being able to swim extremely fast. My body moved like a fish. Then I lost the ability and spent a lot of time trying to get it back. July 16 4:06AM Obama is at the mall here in town. There is some huge room set up with folding chairs. All the chairs get haphazardly rearranged last minute. A few people from work are overly excited to see him. I roll my eyes and think they are idiots. I really don't want to be here but figure I might as well stay since I am. Obama has a young daughter and she gives some sort of intro. Then Obama comes out and laughs her off. She wasn't supposed to do that. The he climbs some steps to a catwalk and uses a giant clock for a podium. He begins to speak and then realizes the mic wont work even though I can hear him fine. He is escorted outside to get fixed up with a new mic but time passes and he doesn't come back. I wonder is someone will shoot him. Then I hear a siren like an ambulance. I think surely that's not for him. Then I realize I hear a faint pop from outside just before. I think someone shot him. Everyone panics and runs outside. I tell them its not use you wont know what happened. They will stop you. They crowd to the exit and seem to just stop. I wonder in a restroom and pee. After I see Jon and talk. I say that n***** president must have got shot. (Sorry, I'm not racist I just grew up hearing that word. Don't panic. ok? ) Some black teenage boy hears me say that and calls his buddy from the stall. He looks pissed and I don't want to explain myself so I run away into the crowd. I wonder the mall and start talking to another black teenage boy. I find that he's pretty cool and we become friends. I think this is also a good disguise from the other guys looking for me. We've been talking awhile and I realize I don't know his name so I ask him. He says it's Mike. I say, "Hey! That's my name tooooo!" We walk together and I see the other guys hiding in various places and looking for me but they see right past me. It's like I am invisible to them. I hear one say, "Well maybe he went that way. Keep looking." We walk to the end of the mall and it becomes some grocery store. We both say we are looking for our family. I know I came with my mom and wife and I need to find them to leave. We end up in the parking lot and it is getting dark. We begin to part way and suddenly Mike tries to kiss me. I push him away and become angry. Pointing to his head he says, "Sorry. We're in two different places." He starts to walk off and then turns around. "We can still be friends, right?" "Sure ya man. You're cool." I feel bad for lying to him but I just wanted to get away and forget the whole thing. I quickly walk away and look for my car. It's gone and I become angry that they would just leave me. I fish in my pocket for my phone and become relived when I pull it out. I try to call my wife but I can't get the contacts to pull up. I try to dial the number manually and get halfway then find it hard to remember. Just then a car slows down on the street I am on. I hear one of the black boys yells something. It's the first one. I recognize his voice. I run into some abandoned shack and lock myself in. I think the cheap sliding locks wont keep someone out for long. I try to dial 911 but my hands are thick an numb. Finally I get a call out but they put me on hold. I just hope I don't get beat up too bad before they find me. I wake up. 5:24AM I am at work but the old plant before they moved. I go to break and tell Jon about the dream I had. I recalled every bit of the dream with total accuracy. I begin leaving out major chunks of the dream when I realize he is not that interested. I just tell him the highlights. Snooze alarm I dream that I am in some version of some house that is familiar. The cats are eating fish from the floor vents and the sink is overflowing. One of my girls clogs the toilet and I tell her to handle it herself. She can start doing things on her own. Then I smell it. The most God-awful shit smell ever. I think maybe I should handle this myself. Thankfully I wake up.
non lucid *I am hanging out with my friend montre and jay z shows up. This is idol so he almost starts to cry along with some other people who saw him. I thought how the hell can you cry over this dude. He walked to us and said something about giving his mother a million dollars. I thought that's good he is taking care of his mother. I walked outside and over heard him talking to his mother. His mother seemed to ungrateful and demanded alot of money quickly. Jay Z seemed he would do anything to make his mom happy. I thought wow this is were all his good karma comes from, this is why he is so rich. I thought if I were famous how would I appear to the public. lucid *I am running from someone in the streets. I try to fly thinking how come I don't have control over this dream. So I am like semi-lucid at this point.
lucid *I became lucid in my room and walked outside focusing on remaining calm so the dream does not end. I thought of my goal to meet with the karmapa. I started to chanted karmapa chenno and turned around expecting him to be there but when I did there was only a dark figure standing in my apartment hallway. I started to chant karmapa chenno louder and a white started to wash over me. I woke up.
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