Most of the night I was dreaming about my daughter. I know at one point I was at some college that had dorm rooms, and my room mate was thinking twice about leaving, but other than that it was mostly about her. We went siting seeing and stuff and I remember comming across a guy who was in my same situation except thing had progressed a little more positively. I told him "I wanna be you one day". He was insisting I was doing a better job with my daughter than he was with his. Eventually I had to take her back, and the mother of my child did something stupid, and I was mad at her because of how much time it was going to waste straightening things out.
first half of the dream was pretty cool. i was with damien looiking for a slice of pizza around treasure island and we ended up at a rugby game. i kind ajust msingled my way into it and then struck up a convo with some of the players after. a very nice boy similar to ryan uleg talked with me and said rugby season for golden gate was already in motion. Later in the dream there was some crazy bitch who was outa control and the solutino for her was to take a bunch of pills and then she llitterally went down a drain and ddiedd, but then somehow ended up reaparing alive but with repulsive injuries like the girl from mean girls. then i was in a room that held lots of poeple but everyone was trying to get the lighting right cause we thought it was the end f=of the world, even though me and susie new it wasnt. we meditated on purple chakra. the people began joining. we ended up or i did at leas was in a bed full of people and some naked indian girl laid on top of so after i laid on her and almost licked and fucked her but apparently she was new to the program and needed to take the pill that made the red girl really small. last part of the dream was freaky and i was in like a bar talking with people and cud seee ronal mcdonald across the rooom. there was girl who kept playing a machine as well. mcdonald comes over and shakes my hand very nice guy. he expresses fears bout girl who keeps playing gthe same machine. damien thinkgs shes on to many vikadens. she gets really angry, that the machine breaks, and then somehow startes hanging out with us. she is constantly scratching or talking to people that arnt there. she ends up sitting next to me and trying to scratch me. she thinks the skittles i have are the rainbow and eventuallyl starts chasing mel i have to have ronald mcdonald and my friends restrain her. later ronal mcdonald tries to run from her but she catches up i woke up really scared
Oct. 8, 2012 6:00-7:00 I remember being outside in my front yard. I picked up my phone and I thought it was a telemarketer. It was some deep-voiced guy speaking Japanese. I kept saying, "Speak English!" or, "Stop speaking Spanish!" (I found out he was speaking Japanese later) He eventually hung up. Some entity told me that Japanese was cruder than some other language.
Oct. 8, 2012 4:30-6:00 I was in Jy's house. I was talking to her about many things that I can't remember. I was glad that I was finally able to hang out with her. I also might have gone upstate to my family's property up there with her. I was also working out a lot more. My dad acted very much like a trailer trash redneck. At my house, I remember Jy coming over, just sitting on the couch, and talking. My dad also brought up a lot of topics. Some very weird and awkward. Jy seemed very attracted to me, even though in real life she currently has a boyfriend that she says she's in love with. We'd tease each other, play around with each other, and flirt. We also went to a lot of parties. She said I didn't have her now as my girlfriend because I was too passive in middle school and didn't have enough courage to ask her out. We also went to many parties. We were especially talking a lot in this dream. I can't emphasize that enough. I love her. More in the dream, but also a bit in real life. Maybe my unconscious mind is trying to tell me that I actually do love her.
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Oct. 8, 2012 3:00-4:30 I was watching a new version of the first Back to the Future. I can barely remember it. I remember that instead of time-travelling in a parking lot, the Doc did on a street instead. When he did time-travel, Marty looked at the spot he just was for about 5 seconds. I guess he was just in awe that he was time-travelling. Doc also looked more like Erwin Schrodinger. Also, Marty had many more friends than he does in the movie. The only one with a name that I easily remember is a guy named Bob.
Oct. 5, 2012 5:40-7:43 I had a dream about another girl from school who I find semi-attractive named Lu. All I remember was that she was in it.
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Oct. 5, 2012 5:40-7:43 i was watching a new episode of Futurama. It was about the human brain. I remember one time in it where they were talking about sarcasm. Leela said, "Isn't sarcasm considered a psychological disorder?" Then everything went into Hermes' brain, and his brain cells had eyes for some reason. One by one, they all popped and died. Then his entire brain shattered. I then saw all the characters in the show in white robes inside a big coliseum. Everyone except for Hermes. They were all singing some song while smiling. I was viewing them from the center of the coliseum.
Sept. 24, 2012 I was playing a multiplayer game about giant scary things. There were giant scorpions and giant spiders. The players had to kill them all to win.
Thoughts | Non-Lucid | Lucid | Techniques/Aids I had multiple mirco awakenings last night. So many that I was just too lazy to record much. Its a shame I didn't even write down my LD so I forget a large part. I hope the rest comes to me during the day. DILD? TOTM fail Something triggered lucidity. I am assuming it was DILD I remember trying to stabilize a lot in a neighborhood. Something about houses. I was on the ground feeling the grass and rubbing my hands on the grass. I really wanted to feel the texture and hear the sound. I remember trying so hard to focus and gain clarity. *memory gap* Now I remember I had my hands under my jawline. I was outside and it was sunny. I remembered that someone on here looked at their shadow. So I turned until I saw my shadow on a concrete wall. (seeing my shadow in a dream is a first) It looked normal and I had my hands were I expected. I started pulling but my head would not give. It felt as solid as real life. I guess I didn't put enough prep work into it. Then I destabilized really fast and before I could do anything about it I woke up. I think I tried to DEILD but failed. That must be why I forgot to record it. Fragments My wife and I are getting married (again?) We want a really small wedding. I am talking to my dad about performing it this time. There was something about being on the DJ forum. At each post my spirit somehow when to a physical place. VILD before and WBTB. Failed DEILD twice. Had a small amount of alcohol in my system.
Over half of Americans were Occupy protesters. The American government was overthrown. The new government was peaceful and cared about the people. Everything people could buy was decided to be necessary or just something we want. All necessary stuff, like fruit, had a low price that couldn't ever be changed. Because everyone needed fruit, the low price let everyone buy it so they still made a lot of money from it. Almost everyone had a job. Marijuana was legal and used for most medicine. Hemp was used as often as possible. The whole system seemed perfect.
Im kind of flying up a tree, but it's hard to fly smooth, i'm worried that i might fall, because i do not have controll over my getting up, it requires strengh and concentration... ___ I'm at a kind of a festival, where a film gets screend for the first time.. or so, and there is freud, i somehow come in contact with him and it turns out, that i shall hold a talk bevore the movie starts, but actually i dont want to... so i sit myself in the audience. after a while - the movie is playing - freud talks with me, he ask's me some personal questions, and i remember, that i do not feel comforable to discuss them with him right now. and i think to myself, that he is a real knows that question to ask... then he tells me, that i should not take jung as an example of an ideal... because he even could not really fuck.
Dreamed : 8.10.2012, Written : 8.10.2012 Huh, my dreams resemble their predecessors in weird ways, once again a dream about brain damage caused to my grandfather. I remember there was more to this dream before this moment, but can't recall anything solid this moment. I am standing in the kitchen, in front of the kitchen table. I'm pretty sure there were other people around, my brain suggests these characters might have been my parents and possibly my sister, I didn't really see them, they were behind me. I don't remember what, either my grandpa hit himself somehow, or ate something bad. He was sitting at the kitchen table, the next moment he puked his skull out, with his brain inside it. I remember someone, possibly me, saying something before that happened, something like "Well I wonder if anything bad will happen", or "Well that doesn't seem good". Apparently my grandpa was still alive even without a brain, what happened between this scene and the next scene that I remember is very vague. The next moment I was near a weird arcade machine, I was in a place that looked like a gas station-mall type of place. That's the best description you're getting from me, huh. I felt like a different person there, but the plot still hints toward me still being me. There was someone "investigating" me around there, or just suspicious of me, I don't know why. After a short conversation with him I remember going to the machine, it had a keyboard and a screen on it, I typed "Joseph, Arcade, Brain-parts", I think it might have been just "Brains", or "Brain" but I doubt it really matters now. A black can with something printed on it then came out of the machine, like in a vending machine. The man from before said "What the hell would you need brains for? you sick fuck!", I felt kind of insulted, because after all I tried to help my grandfather, but I think I didn't say anything else to him. Now that I think about it, his brain was fully intact inside the skull he puked, so this is getting a bit confusing, but it was a dream after all. Next I was in a mall like area and I saw my mother, I gave her the "brain-in-a-can". Then I was home, I was near my grandpas door, it was open and he saw me, he said "Don't worry! we're going to the German doctor, he will help me! he will help us all!" I don't remember anything else, though I know that there was more, it might have been a new dream or a part of this one. My dream recall has improved since I started writing my dream journal here, I almost remember a dream a day, most of the time I only remember fragments, but I can't remember a morning lately that I didn't remember anything at all in. They are also getting more vivid, I hope to lucid dream soon.
At the airport with my friend SK, I am flying to Syd. I realise that my flight has not been booked properly so I call work to organise. I can't get through at first but eventually manage to and am told they are organising it. The airport lounge is a casino and I watch as a woman wins a lot of money on red 28. Then she proceeds to lose most of it before leaving the table. When a table is vacant it is turned into a pool table. Dream changes without me ever sorting or getting on the flight. At various points in the dream I am using a laptop device that I can slot my iPhone into the side of. None of the devices were shaped like they are in real life. Skip to another dream an I'm with my sister, dad, his wife, my auntie and uncle (his sister and husband) and my late grandparents. My dad is giving out gifts to people and I am unsure why, then he hands me a gift (can't recall what) and an envelope of cash/stock. He has just made 1.8mil GBP and is giving the family gifts. My uncle gets a big camcorder. Final dream seems related to xBox 360 games I've been playing. I am at my grandparents house but all throughout the rooms, which are much bigger and the main room seems temple like, there are enemies, which I deal with using Skyrim spells, conjuration, that my character does, and I use invis to hide. My gran returns home and I am concerned as the danger hasn't dissipated. The dream is just me dealing with wave after wave of these enemies. Every now and again there would be someone in the middle of the temple like room chanting over a small pool/puddle and that seems to be the source of the waves of attackers. I remember being frustrated and not being able to loot the monsters I had just dealt with.
LUCID Seemed to become Lucid a lot earlier on than normal on this night. I was in my home town, in a housing estate. I was having a conversation with my uncle, not sure what point I became Lucid. I asked him to tell me something that I couldn't know about my mum, so that I could try and verify this with her in real life. He told me 2 things, both of which were gone from memory upon waking, sadly. So I'm walking the streets after, enjoying the feeling of being lucid. I'm pretty bad for negatively thinking, "I might lose control of this soon" and then waking up because of that. However this lasted longer than normal and I was able to stop the dream 'fading out' by asking for clarity. The town, in retrospect, looked nothing like it does in real life. I saw a massive structure, that was arch shaped brick building, to me it looked like a Dwarven structure (too much Skyrim on the XBOX 360). I decided to fly over there and was able to fly with relatively good control. Again at some point I started to lose lucidity and was able to maintain by relaxing and commanding myself for "Clarity Now". I explored around the landscape for what seemed a lot longer than normal lucid dreams before losing consciousness. If only I could remember what I was told to ask my mum. NON LUCID I was at work, we were told we were having to move desks. I walked round to the new area. Instead of individual desks we were all sat round big tables like being back at school. I wanted to sit next to RP but wasn't sure if we were supposed to sit in our teams at work. Ended up at another table, with people I didn't know. Next dream, my aunt is driving her car, a blue Punto (IRL she can't drive and has no car). Myself, my girlfriend, my friend Steve and my auntie's grand daughter Charlie are there. We make a stop at what is like a Walmart type place, but it has a casino to one side of it. We pop in to buy sweets for Charlie and I'm told not to get her anything with vegtables in it (?), for some reason I'd bought these sweets that looked like soft mints, but were green, fruity....and had vegetable pieces inside! Anyway, I decided to drive back and had real difficulty controlling the car, between people pulling out in front of me and road lanes changing from our flow of traffic to on coming traffic it was stressful. Also, whenver I had to turn the car it shook, and wobbled and a few times jumped in the air. I pulled out to overtake a car that pulled out in front of me and at that point my outside lane became the other side of the road's over taking lane so I pulled in quickly. The car wobbled and flew into the air, 10-15ft and landed witha crash in a ditch at the side of the road. We were all okay but I called my mum and she was going to come and get us. We were supposedly somewhere between Ed and Dd, but I recognised the small town in the Distance and realised we were just outside of Mthv. We then realise the car is okay and my friend Steve drives back, slowly and smugly is criticising my driving as he is driving slow. I think but don't point out that Steve driving slow is uncharacteristic. Final dream, am at Silverstone for the F1, except it's more of a small road track in a country field. It's not that busy either, myself and friend KK get a trackside view but decide to walk round a but, we walk what seems about half the track, down a country path. Their are cyclists on the road, some kind of bike race is taking place first. I fear for the cyclists as the F1 cars start. At some point a car crashes into a group of them but nobody is hurt.
DJ Log: October 7, 2012 – 7:00PM (USA Eastern) • NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID • (Note: After an exhaustive weekend running sound at an electronic music festival, I get back home and decide to take an early evening nap after surfing the 'net for a bit.) I am sitting in my truck in the driveway of my parent's old house. My Mom is in the driver's seat, talking to Dad on the phone and I am in the passenger seat. My brother is sitting in the back seat playing with a small electronic game. The weather is mixed rain/snow and the snow is building up on the trees on the mountain. Occasionally, the snow falls from the trees and a couple of small branches break off as the snow crashes to the ground. My brother jumps out of the back seat of the truck and runs off. I roll down the window so I can hear the snow falling from the trees. Mom finishes up on the phone and tells me that Dad's flight was diverted because of the storm and he is currently in Delaware. She said it would be another 2-3 hours before he could get a different flight home. I told Mom, “I'll pick him up at the airport. Just let me know when he is supposed to arrive.” I look at my watch and see that it is 8:88PM. I just roll my eyes and look out the window again. I see my brother running into the woods. Once into the woods, he fires off a couple of shots with his rifle. I get out of the truck and quickly follow him into the woods. When I get there, he tells me that he just threw the smaller rifle back the trail because it jammed. He walks off and reloads the larger rifle. As I walk back the trail to retrieve the jammed rifle, I see that there is a horse hanging out in the woods just a bit further back. As I approach, I can hear that the horse is laughing and exchanging jokes with my brother. I walk up to the horse and exchange a hi-5 and a fist bump. As I walk away, the horse says, "have a good one, dude!", then laughs some more. I walk across a small bridge over a stream and look at my watch again. It says 8:88PM. I tap the watch face a couple of times and look again. It still says 8:88PM. Suddenly, I wake up. I lay in bed for a moment with the palm of my left hand firmly planted against my forehead. Once I confirm that I have clear recall, I get up to write this DJ entry. As I walk to the computer, I cuss myself for missing so many obvious dream signs.
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