There was this petite woman, her head was shaved completely. Someone said they need to shave 7 more inch off of her... and I thought that's impossible since she have less than an inch of hair. I thought maybe they're shaving her scalp off.
I went to bed still sick last night about 9:30PM and slept like a corpse. Though I think I over my sickness, my mom is our babysitter and the evil sickness stuck her so I took another day off. The only recall I remember is when my son woke at 5:23AM. My wife has no choice but to go to work today so I did the honors. It actually turned out to be a pretty good WBTB for me. It took about 30min for him to take a bottle and go back to sleep. I spent a little time on the forum with my GP and then thought about my lucid goals. I went back to sleep with the MILD technique. First the non-lucid fragments 5:23Am I am in a some public restroom. I think I am at work. I my buddy I work with C in there. For some reason I think it's the women's restroom. M the janitor comes in and fixes some spout under the sink. I fill my water bottle. There are now urinals in there. C goes pee. I see another spout at the doorway and shoot it to an empty urinal for fun. I am holding hands with D my daughter. We are sitting in a lush green grass spot. I feel like we are behind Ozark Christian College. I feel a little awkward holding her hand and wonder what that must look like and let go. I see a well traveled path in the grass that leads to a big boulder. I looks typical for this area. There are some nice ledges on the rock and it look like easy climbing. I point and we head that direction. D goes up first but suddenly there are thorny vines and she gets her legs tangled and falls. I catch her and pick out the thorns. I notice that some how I have a thorn in my left butt check and pull it out an look at it. I realize I am wear those white and gray polyester shorts I have. I Have The Cleanest Floors 6:45AM MILD I have a FA. I am lying in bed on my stomach. The room is brightly lit from the morning sun. I wonder why I am lying like this. I never sleep on my stomach. I feel fitful and uncomfortable. I notice also I am on the right side of the bed and not the left. I suspect I am dreaming now. I see some mirror to the right of the bed and decide that I want to see how I look. I move closer to look but I have no reflection. I decide to just get up. When I do everything goes dark and the dream starts to fade. Some what reluctantly, I go to the floor and start licking the hardwood. The room brightens and the dream stabilizes. I army crawl to the bedroom door and pull it open from underneath. I suddenly skip ahead to the next room. I try to stand up but the room goes dark and dream starts fading. I go back to licking the floor. The room brightens and the dream stabilizes. I think about making fire in my hands. I stop licking but stay on the floor. First I try making a motion like I am flicking a Bic. I expect to at least see a spark but nothing. Then I look at my right palm and focus energy there. I begin to see a tiny ball of light forming. Suddenly my hand splits into two hands with monster claws rather than fingers. That startles me some so I stop trying. I move on army crawling and licking the hardwood. I focus on the feeling on my bare stomach. I reach the kitchen but don't even know why I went that way. I decide to go out the front door so I turn around. I try standing up but again I am forced to lick and crawl. I decide this dream sucks so purposefully let my grasp of the dream slip. Just by my relaxing, I begin to see a new dream form. Abraham Lincoln is in my living room. There is a chalkboard and it looks like Abe is teaching a lesson to some robotic looking humanoid. I am not sure I didn't focus enough on it. Then the dream fades to a brief FA and I wake for real.I don't remember the FA now but it only lasted on a second or two.
~Date:3-7-13 ~Total sleep: 9 hours ~Daytime Techniques: RC’s ~Lucid Techniques: Focusing on recall before I try any. ~Recall Techniques: ”I will recall every detail of my dreams” ~Fell Asleep: 10:00 ~Dream Title: 2012 Apocalypse ~Dream: My dad and I are looking for supplies. The sky is dark red and somehow I know Atlanta is burning. Everything has an apocalyptic feel, and there are not many people around. We drive to a certain plaza under a bridge (I know this place IWL; It is near my house) and Dad sees a BBQ restaurant. He HAS to stop and get some BBQ so I wait and guard the truck. (I can’t remember if I had a weapon or not.) some guy in a hood starts spraypainting a face on the general store next to the restaurant. I tell him that he is doing it all wrong, but he ignores me. Memory gap and it is the next day. The sky is a bit brighter. We are at the same plaza, but the graffiti has been cleaned off the store. I go in alone, and the graffiti guy is talking to the store owner. He must have cleaned everything up, because they seem to be on good terms. He points at me and says something, then exits through a back door. The owner is a short Indian lady. She seems to think I am a threat, because she starts stalking me through the store. She is failing though, because she is whistling and tiptoeing dramatically. I wait around a corner and when she comes around I grab her and tell her how obvious she is being. Then I walk over to the checkout lanes where my sister is standing. She tells me that it is 2012 and, because everyone expected the world to end, they are making it happen by panicking. She then says that, on the bright side, the price of chocolate has gone way down. She hands me a box. Inside is a huge block of chocolate with a section scooped out that, according to the box, is “perfect for holding M&Ms.” Here the dream ends. ~Notes: I have been working on recall until I can remember at least a dream a night. Then I will work on lucidity. This was a very vivid dream. I wish I had become lucid. This would have been a fun world to explore. Maybe I will go back to it later. ~Awake: ?? ~Vividness: 7 (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) ~Awareness: 5 (1-10; or lucid) ~Emotions: excitement, peace (I have had dreams before where there was an apocalypse like feel to the world, and I really like how peaceful everything feels.)
03.07.2013Dillon the Weird (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I am in a dark room that isn't entirely part of our normal dimension. A few other people are there with me, including a creepy kid named Dillon who I've apparently had some issues with in the past. I am leafing through a small notebook that I've stolen from Dillion. He is trying to take it back from me, so I'm distracted as I am both holding him back and reading the notebook. There is a strange globular thing on one of the pages that is similar to a small heart. I squeeze the little heart a few times to see if anything happens. At the bottom of the page, red writing appears that says "5 New Deaths." Dillon laughs at me. "You just killed five people!" he says. "What!?" I shriek. Another person in the room explains to me that this is Dillon's notebook of death. I decide to keep it away from him so that he can't kill anymore people with it. Later, I am back in the normal plane of existence, walking through a parking lot with my dad. I suddenly get the feeling that Dillon is nearby. "Better be on the look out," I tell my dad. "This creepy kid is going to try to attack me." I pull the notebook from my back pocket and try to put it in my jacket pocket. It gets caught on the material, though, and Dillon shows up just as I'm struggling with it. "Give me back my notebook!" he yells at me, lunging forward. My dad grabs him and begins shaking him violently around. Dillon goes invisible and manages to run off. "You should send more of your dream characters after me!" my dad laughs. "I'll kick their asses, no problem." I think that he wouldn't be so cocky if he ran into my dream guide. It would take a lot more than shaking him about to defeat *him.* Random lucid moment behind me, I continue into the store. I'm supposed to be looking for specific items that represent certain people that I know who are part of some kind of creepy cult conspiracy. On the highest shelf in the store, I see some My Little Pony cloaks (of all things.) I know that this is the item that is supposed to represent Bryan, leader of the cult and a hugy brony. I gracefully jump onto the shelf and sit there, examining the cloaks. Though I wouldn't call myself a brony, I have watched MLP as a kind of guilty pleasure. I absentmindedly sing the theme as I'm looking at the cloaks. Suddenly, I notice someone is singing along with me. It's Dillon. "You watch My Little Pony?" I ask him, surprised. "Yeah," he admits. This sparks a conversation, and I learn that he is not as evil as I had thought. He is actually really sweet and sensitive.
took: - no 5-HTP before going to sleep - no galantamine + choline - no Piracetam when I got up lucid dreaming: 0 lucid experiences note: Working on getting into the routine before starting galantamine again
Only very fragmented fragment: I remember this was more Of a conceptual dream. Communism compared to other political system. I don't remember how it was compared, what the criteria for comparison were, but it was a quantitative comparison - I remember lots of numbers. Then there was something about a bird cage. Could be fragment of same dream or another one.
Location: dads home Bedtime: 01:42 (fell asleep after 02:03) First wakeup: ?? : ?? (sometime during night or early morning) Final wakeup: 09:17 Notes before bed: I dreaming. Remember my dreams. She loves somebody else (dream) Me and my girlfriend was with eachother in my room. It was evening and we were about to go sleep. I was in my bed and my girlfriend was on a madress that laid on the floor. My girlfriend then suddenly said she was in love with somebody else. I was quite surprised and wondered who, but that it might not matter to know anyway. I accepted that fact she loved somebody else even though it was quite weird. And what I understanded, we were still going to be together, just that she loves somebody else. That's the dream, weird one.
Entering a living room Seeing groups of people, feeling like some of them were from high school Partially heard a girl from high school and sat next to her. She may have walked across the room. Cannot remember whether i went across the room before she did, or afterwards. Saw a group of people watching "The Breakfast club", Saw Molly Ringwald (Actress), heard the theme song "Don't you forget about me" Somwhere in there, i left the room, onto a porch or deck with long stairs going down. Seeing a somewhat suburban type neighborhood. Remember seeing a group of people talking or just standing near the house i was in. It seemed smaller from the outside. Maybe talking about the house or hanging out in the house. May have seen my sister by the door with a group of people. The door was or looked partially open. There were a kind of cream colored carpeted stairs. On those stairs was a dog with blond fur. There was another dog running across the road. It seemed like a neighborly environment. I entered the house again. This time it was the kitchen and it was somewhat dark with the lights turned off. Saw a area with leftover mexican food or food that appeared like Mexican food. Somewhere in that time, i saw or heard my sister and ended up arguing about stating the obvious or something. Cannot quite remember what else happened.
I dreamed about how successful I am at fishing and at dreaming. My mind may be new to this hobby but do I expect success right away?
Updated 03-09-2013 at 07:44 AM by 61501
Dream recall from non-lucid naps, dunno why my recall from naps is so fragmented recently. Also yay for somewhat successful DEILD. Dream 1(fragment): I recall being home, near exit door, arguing about something with family and then eating huge amount of honey mixed with something else. I woke up with closed eyes after that dream and decided to try DEILD. After a while of not-moving and trying to imagine last scene from the dream i heard weird noise and some dream scene started 'spinning' into view, i recalled scene from the end of previous dream again and now the proper scene was 'spinning' into view. I was in place but dream scene itself was frozen in place and it was hard to move, then it faded out shortly. Dream 2(fragments): There was weird 1-2 year old child that i have found at home. Then later there was something about two people trying to fish out the dragon out of some river. Suddenly i was one of them and there was some trick that to fish out the dragon it was needed to get fish and prepare it in some specific way. We were both failing and then dragon appeared from the river and just flied away. It was green chinese dragon. Then i was myself again and i was returning that child to some demon family he was from apparently. They looked like normal humans except their skin color was grey. We then talked about why people hate them, and that dragon was there as well. Shortly we were all watching some cartoon about some lumberjack bears or something.
Location: dads home Bedtime: 01:50 First wakeup: 07 : ?? Second wakeup: 08:44 Final wakeup: 09:50 Notes before bed: I dreaming! Dreaming. Dream. Plots for 800 USD (dream) I was going to withdraw money and chosed some kind of "game machine". I was going to withdraw 3000-5000 SEK (500-800 USD) for presents and other things. Once at the machine, problem appear. The machine doesn't want to spit out all the money. Two world of warcraft nerds trying to help me out, but with no result. At last I find out that the money were stuck behind a candy bag. Once I'm home I check so it's withdrawn correct. I went into the internet bank and there I saw it said it had withdrawn about 5000 SEK. And as notes in the withdrawn, it said it was some kind of "reciept"/plot. I looked in my hand more carefully and noticed it wasn't really money. It was some kind of plots with reciept on one of the sides. I had 6 of 500 SEK plots, meaning 3000 SEK I had spent on those 6 plots. I also had like a 50+ plots, in what value I had no idea of as they were quite differently. I remember however they were in a red and black color. Those plots I could scrape, but I had no idea how these plots/game worked. I was disappointed and thought that I rather could have spent the money on a GoPro videocamera. ------------------- That's the dream! Gosh, I was so happy when I woke up and noticed it was a dream. Thought I'd became bankrupt.
I travelled to Waco, Texas, to give my friend something. Was it a sleeping bag? A large jelly roll? I don't know...but it seemed like a bundle of some sort. I never found out what it was because it became a small dog. The dog wiggled in my arms as the building I stood in resolved into a veterinarian's office. I guessed the dog needed to pee by its wiggling and the stressed expression it displayed. I turned around to find the wall missing and I'm staring at what should be a dog park in Waco, though it appeared like the intersection of Rundberg and IH-35 in north Austin. Across the street was a gas station which looked much like the lot I was standing in, yet I held to the conviction that I was in a dog park and the police would be none-too-happy if I allowed my dog to roam without a leash, even for the need to pee. I implored the vet to give me a leash but he told me again, though I missed it the first time, that the dog would be fine and no leash was needed, nor available. I took a chance and let the dog down... And then something happened but I forgot it. Damn these weekday dreams!
For those living in Northern Virginia you should know that snow hit here just today and yesterday I was wondering how much and it school would be cancelled. (Thank heavens it was) Anyways I ended up having a FA where practically no snow had fallen anywhere. Not even on the grass. Bummer. I remember being really upset with the weatherman for being wrong yet again. Argh, why didn't I just do my standard RC when I wake up? Oh well.
I was in the local supermarket with a bunch of friends. I was planning, with one other friend, to set the supermarket on fire. I had a bucket of uranium with me (and for some reason it wasn't radioactive, and it was as flammable as gasoline). We spread it around and put down a book as an ignition source to start the fire. We then throw a lit match on it and walk away casually. After returning we notice it didn't catch fire after all. The other friends then also arrive and I notice I'm in deep shit. The book was mine, and it showed because I had apparently written down the names of my friends and myself on the cover. I casually pick it up and ask myself aloud: "What's my book doing here?". We then walk towards the center of the supermarket (the supermarket was completely empty except for us). I was wearing gloves, and I get some paper to dry your hands with and try to clean the uranium off of my gloves. The dreams then ends. I didn't really recognise any of the friends.
Thursday, 7th of March First signs of recall! Thanks to all that have helped me out! Notes: I remembered two fragments of the same dream I think, they seemed to be fairly similar the first fragment was fairly vivid although the second not so much, overall though I am really happy that I remembered a dream! Dream Fragment 1: I remember being Ina computer of some sort and I was playing a game or watching a movie and I got out of it and there was a notification on the screen to join a google talk chat or something so I clicked on join and I went into a conversation with two people on video chat, I only remember one of the faces though, it was a man of white descent with black rimmed glasses and black hair and a stubble, he seemed to be at a video game convention or something similar. Any way we were talking not sure what about I remember my dream character was typing not video chatting. The dream sort of fades there. Dream Fragment 2: I remember being at the door of my bedroom and walking through I also remember having the man or maybe both of them from the video chat earlier being in the room with me - not sure if they were actually there or still on a laptop I was carrying or something. I also remember laying on my bed and playing around on a laptop I think. The dream then fades.
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