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Had a dream last night, and attempted to recall it, and this is what was written on my phone.

1) Out at mine people meeting swam! Stole my fagMartin chocolate spread Clo so funn. (sic)

Yeh. Hahahahah! The only bit I actually remember was being sat outside on my patio with some friends in fairly nice sunny weather with a bit of cloud.

Remember being at some sort of study group. I had a big calculus test coming up which I was not prepared for. I really didnt want to be there studying. A person who reminded me of the Dean from community came down and asked who wanted to play some ball. I stuck my hand right up and said me! I do! There was a ball tournament going on up stairs above where I was. I went up there. I went up naked because for some reason I assumed there wouldnt be anyone up there and there would be a costume for me to change into. I was wrong. The room was rectangular with to long gray fold down tables on either side of what seemed to be a central ailse created by the space between the tables. I sat down at the table in the back right corner. People where like what the fuck when the saw me. I was really embarassed as I walked over but I just sat down naked. Now I was magically wearing a shirt. It covered my crotch which satisfied me. When I sat down someone said your not wearing pants? I said I thought there would be a costume up there for me. I lifted up my leg to show I was not wearing pants, only now I was! This confused me (next time I am confused by an experience I will do a thorough reality check!). I looked over and Des was next to me. He wasnt wearing any pants only a shirt in the same manner I had been. I asked if he gave me his jeans and he didnt really say anything because he was too proud but I knew he did. The jeans I was wearing wernt like any pair I now own. They were a nice slimmer but no too tight of a fit with a dark colour. There were a few waitresses at the table from Kelly Os. Cass, Tina, and a couple who were just DCs or I cant remember, and Kristina V and Katty H. They said they had all liked me at one point. I said I had done good that summer. Jordan Williams was there too once the game got closer to starting. Someone asked me If I wanted to ref or some other special position and I said sure. A bunch of us walked down the central aisle and went just outside (the room was no longer a second floor of something, there was only a small amount of steps leading down to grass and no roof over the game area). Me and jordan just went and smoked a jay. Everyone else was doing cocaine and I didnt want to. Jordan said he had some E so we went to the very back near where out tables were. It was to the left side in a little crawl space area that we had to climb on some crates and stuff and break into with force. We took some green Xbox's with some water. I was now driving across town back to the game area from about 7/11 in jordans car alone. I was listening to the best electronic music I had ever heard, it was very sweet and had lots of clean vocals in it. I was back at the game area now and told jordan how awesome the music was and asked who it was and never got an answer. The position I had accepted was awesome. I tied myself to a baloon and floated and flew around above the game and watched it be played. I could control the direction I floated in and wether I went up or down. I wasnt supposed to spin though but I couldnt resist and did it after awhile. It was very dizzying. There was twice when the baloon popped and I still just gently floated down to the ground. I was probably 20 or 30 feet in the air, maybe more at times. After I did the spin I just wanted to play the game. I went down and someone else took my position. The game wasnt any sort of ball like they had said earlier. It was a capture the flag type game with ribbons that you would try to bring back to your table. Our team was red I think. There was like 4 or 5 tables. Ours was still the back corner one. Me and jordan wanted to take me E (I instigated it though) and we struggled back up to the same spot as before. There was a manager type guy behind us (I was thinkning kelly os ball tourney) and I didnt know him. He said something to me and I had a pill in my mouth. I just fell down and took a sip of water and answered him. I went to play the game. I grabbed a ribbon from the table 2 ahead of mine and did an action roll to try to evade being tagged but it didnt work. One mamager said I was posing him problems, saying I was good. *I played guitar within an hour of going to sleep*

Remember being at some sort of study group. I had a big calculus test coming up which I was not prepared for. I really didnt want to be there studying. A person who reminded me of the Dean from community came down and asked who wanted to play some ball. I stuck my hand right up and said me! I do! There was a ball tournament going on up stairs above where I was. I went up there. I went up naked because for some reason I assumed there wouldnt be anyone up there and there would be a costume for me to change into. I was wrong. The room was rectangular with to long gray fold down tables on either side of what seemed to be a central ailse created by the space between the tables. I sat down at the table in the back right corner. People where like what the fuck when the saw me. I was really embarassed as I walked over but I just sat down naked. Now I was magically wearing a shirt. It covered my crotch which satisfied me. When I sat down someone said your not wearing pants? I said I thought there would be a costume up there for me. I lifted up my leg to show I was not wearing pants, only now I was! This confused me (next time I am confused by an experience I will do a thorough reality check!). I looked over and Des was next to me. He wasnt wearing any pants only a shirt in the same manner I had been. I asked if he gave me his jeans and he didnt really say anything because he was too proud but I knew he did. The jeans I was wearing wernt like any pair I now own. They were a nice slimmer but no too tight of a fit with a dark colour. There were a few waitresses at the table from Kelly Os. Cass, Tina, and a couple who were just DCs or I cant remember, and Kristina V and Katty H. They said they had all liked me at one point. I said I had done good that summer. Jordan Williams was there too once the game got closer to starting. Someone asked me If I wanted to ref or some other special position and I said sure. A bunch of us walked down the central aisle and went just outside (the room was no longer a second floor of something, there was only a small amount of steps leading down to grass and no roof over the game area). Me and jordan just went and smoked a jay. Everyone else was doing cocaine and I didnt want to. Jordan said he had some E so we went to the very back near where out tables were. It was to the left side in a little crawl space area that we had to climb on some crates and stuff and break into with force. We took some green Xbox's with some water. I was now driving across town back to the game area from about 7/11 in jordans car alone. I was listening to the best electronic music I had ever heard, it was very sweet and had lots of clean vocals in it. I was back at the game area now and told jordan how awesome the music was and asked who it was and never got an answer. The position I had accepted was awesome. I tied myself to a baloon and floated and flew around above the game and watched it be played. I could control the direction I floated in and wether I went up or down. I wasnt supposed to spin though but I couldnt resist and did it after awhile. It was very dizzying. There was twice when the baloon popped and I still just gently floated down to the ground. I was probably 20 or 30 feet in the air, maybe more at times. After I did the spin I just wanted to play the game. I went down and someone else took my position. The game wasnt any sort of ball like they had said earlier. It was a capture the flag type game with ribbons that you would try to bring back to your table. Our team was red I think. There was like 4 or 5 tables. Ours was still the back corner one. Me and jordan wanted to take me E (I instigated it though) and we struggled back up to the same spot as before. There was a manager type guy behind us (I was thinkning kelly os ball tourney) and I didnt know him. He said something to me and I had a pill in my mouth. I just fell down and took a sip of water and answered him. I went to play the game. I grabbed a ribbon from the table 2 ahead of mine and did an action roll to try to evade being tagged but it didnt work. One mamager said I was posing him problems, saying I was good. *I played guitar within an hour of going to sleep*

This was a bad, and scary dream... I was walking through some sort of mansion or castle or something, like a big house. I was running from something and I ran and hid in a room, but could still see into the hallway. A door then opened in the hall that I could see, and about 5-7 people came out into the hallway. They all had weapons, and seemed evil. But they also seemed kinda stupid because they didn't even bother to look into the room that I was in. One eventually did. A woman, who I guess kind of looked like my mom. I remember being back up against a section of the wall that had a window on it where I was, and the woman hit me with something that was a long piece of cylindrical wood with multiple and long sharp spikes coming out of 2 sides of it. I got hit in the left side of my neck with it hard, and didn't feel pain exactly, but I "felt" it. It felt like I was dying a few seconds after I was hit, and that the dream would end. But it didn't, and I came back to life. This happened multiple times before I started to realize I was invincible. Even so, after every time I was hit, I got that "dying" feeling. Then she got a bit of an attitude and stuck the weapon in the left side of my neck and jammed some other sharp object in the other side of my neck. I didn't die after that either. In fact, I actually escaped and ran down the hallway and then the dream ended.

This was a bad dream and all, but it was definitely interesting.

I rate this bad dream 4/5 awesome dances.

This was a Task of the Month attempt and my first lucid in several days. This was a fun dream and it was exciting to be back in the saddle.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #19: The (Headless) Man in the Mirror

I'm in an office kitchen and I happen to run into L, an old friend from high school that I barely ever see. I ask how married life has been and whether anything exciting is going on with her. She reveals that she's expecting and is "3 weeks along". I remark that I couldn't tell (duh) but she doesn't respond.

Assuming she didn't hear me, I repeat what I just said, only to realize that she has vanished. A young woman taps me on the shoulder and says, "Are you okay? You look like you're talking to someone but there's nobody there." Immediately lucid, I nod to her. "Thanks. Everything's fine. I'm dreaming." She seems to accept this, walking away. My mind is immediately on the Task of the Month and I walk through the nearest doorway.

I wind up in a large classroom that looks like it might be for first- or second-graders. Daylight streams in from a large window on the far side of the room. I'm the only person in the room and there's a pumpkin in the middle of every short little table. Yes, conditions are perfect for removing my own head.

I walk around the room, thinking of mirrors, expecting to see one around every corner. Finally one of those odd, distorting fish-eye mirrors appears but I figure it'll be fine. I check my reflection and I'm wearing extremely thick black glasses and a purple tank top. My hair looks all 90s and hair-sprayed. I decide not to get too attached to this new look as I shall be ridding myself of this head shortly.

I begin to think about how all my life I have had the head of a Lego man, attached to my neck by nothing but a short knob. I place both hands under my jaw. Even though I can feel my hands on my face, my reflection's hands are a few inches away. I go ahead anyway, smoothly pushing up, and my head pops right off, just like a Lego piece. There's no blood and no pain. All of this feels perfectly natural.

I need to find a pumpkin now so I unceremoniously chuck my head onto the floor. It makes a sound like a softball as it lands. I grab a nearby pumpkin and see that it's already carved like a jack-o-lantern. I wonder whether this is a violation of the rules that I'm supposed to carve it. I decide that once I put it on I'll add features. (Maybe a mustache?) I return to the mirror to complete the procedure but find that my original head has grown back. I feel a flash of surprise and the mirror disappears.

I start looking around the class for more mirrors. One pops up but vanishes as soon as I try to look into it. I grumble about this and my voice suddenly sounds like the growl of an old man. I find a third mirror. When I look into it, Walter White from "Breaking Bad" is staring back at me. He (is this me or someone else??) is wearing the trademark Heisenberg pork pie hat and dark glasses. The dream fades and I'm awake.

This was my first lucid but I am so obsessed with waking up at 7 I couldn't hold it for long.
My dog was walking around in a big empty room and I appeared to be a light on the roof. She was wearing a sombrero. I realized I was dreaming because I am not a light and my dog hates wearing hats. I made her stand up on two legs and talk in a British accent, but then I had an urge to wake up and check the time.
I woke up and it was only 4:30am. I couldn't fall back asleep for the rest of the night.

Dream - Lucid

I was laying on a hospital bed. I had just gotten my right leg amputated below a bit below the knee. Interestingly enough, in the dream, I had gotten it amputated before this, and given a metal prosthesis, but then, they put my real leg back on after only a few days. I "remembered" something about being with the old manager of the coffee shop I used to work at, Andrew, with my old prosthetic leg, before they put my real, organic leg back. But now, they had to amputate it again. They had already put the metal prosthetic leg on me as well. I'm not sure what the purpose of all these leg procedures was, but I knew they were necessary.

I was walking around with this new prosthesis. It felt weird, like I was still feeling the ground below my prosthetic foot through a phantom limb or something, though the feeling was a bit "muted" and off. I figured I'd get used to it with time.

I was worried about having a prosthetic leg, just because it was, well, a prosthetic leg and not my real one, but I pictured myself in shorts, wearing it with confidence. It was a really cool thought! I knew that I'd make it through just fine.

I then walked by my brother, who apparently, also had the procedure done; he too had a prosthetic leg. I think he was playing with some Legos or some kind of action figures. I asked him how he was holding up, and he said embarrassingly, or just not so well, something negative; he was not handling having the prosthetic well.

Throughout the dream, I walked on the prosthetic leg, each time feeling the oddness of my "phantom" foot as the prosthesis hit the ground. It was like I could still feel the leg, though it was gone.

Leg amputation is quite the common dream theme for me, though it has been awhile since it's recurred. An odd dream theme to be sure; I'm curious as to what it could be implying.

I need to do better at recording my dreams again, even if all I remember is a short, boring fragment.

Last night's short boring fragment: I was driving up LP Blvd towards the high school and had to pull over because of emergency vehicles going by. It seems that one was actually in the sky, but I didn't notice it as weird at the time.

Dreamed I was in the CN tower city (but not the CN tower itself) and I was there alone. I had been going to other places via the subway or walking. I walked back to the main station and was going to go a bit overboard with snack stuff (ie buy some popcorn, some Pesi, and some M&Ms) . There was this food "stall" (lack of a better word) in the main station which had a popcorn machine (similar to the ones you would see in a movie theatre). I got into line and there were three people in front of me. There were two people at the cash registers-one male, one female. The female told me that the "stall" was going to close soon and pointed me in the direction of another pocorn stall. I went there but the other's stall's pocorn machine was empty. So I returned to the first one and they were emptying out the last of the popcorn. I got really upset and the female said "It takes one hour to make popcorn and another hour to do the butter." I said "I know" and I told them that this was the first time I was on my own in the city and how I was going to do stuff I don't normally do. Woke up after this.

*Note in RLF the main station doesn't have a popcorn stall. It does have 1)DQ stall, 2) Tim Horton's stall, 3) pretzel stall.

10.04.2012

Alyzarin Filling (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alyzarin wants liquids inserted her holes.

Yeah.....not going to go far there.

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10.04.2012

Sonny from General Hospital 6 Pack Abs (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Sonny Corinthos from General Hospital is half naked and has six-pack abs and an overall lean, muscular body figure. He's talking to someone, but I'm not sure who it is, all I'm see is just him looking pissed off and pointing his finger at the person.

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10.04.2012

Prince of Tennis Sakusen Playing+ Walking with Chicken (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Seems I'm walking with fast food chicken breasts/tenders in a box that I have half way open. While I'm slowly eating the chicken, I'm walking down a diagonal path (but it's straight from my perspective) at an area near the Sul Ross Statue at my University, and the "Sakusen" song from Prince of Tennis is playing.

Like really? That's playing while I'm eating chicken? Like....am I suppose to say....


"Mada Mada Dane!"

*takes a bite*

"Mada Mada Sune"

*Takes another bite*

Then at 0:42 seconds of the video I posted above,

"Almost at the last bite!!!!"

Then at 0:52 seconds,

"You still have lots more to work on..."

Then at 0:55 seconds,

*final bite*

Then the rest of the song,

"YESSSSSSS I DID IT!!!!!!!!"

Then Tezuka randomly comes in doing Tezuka zone and says,

"Don't let your gaurd down....and EAT THAT CHICKEN!!!!"

LMAO. If that actually happened in the dream, it would make it a little bit more interesting. But really, that song added to this dream is SO random, I didn't even have it playing in the background in waking life at all, nor did I listen to it during the day....

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10.04.2012

I need a Pizza (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I walking slowly, or maybe watching someone do it, and I am/whoever they are is/ heading to an area that sells pizza.

"I need a Pizza..."

That's all I remember.

You get what you pay for (7:08)

A couple of my cousins are in town, and Mom is driving all of us plus my youngest sister to a class. My sister and I aren't in the class, so we're just coming along for the ride before Mom drives us somewhere else. But when the class starts, to my surprise, Mom starts lecturing. It's a class about conducting an orchestra. Quietly, I remark to my sister that it seems like we'll have to stay for the whole class. She looks outraged.

I decide to open my brand-new conducting baton. For some reason, it's hard to see from the outside what the baton will look like. When I tear open the plastic-and-cardboard packaging, I discover that it's some sort of assembly with a handle and four identical attachments that look like big hexagonal construction nuts. The handle emits a broad-angle red laser, which you can focus to a narrower beam by adding one or more of the nuts (which are apparently lenses).

After testing this out, I'm angry. I just read somewhere that conducting batons work by blocking the light from objects behind the baton, so you can see it. But this baton just emits light of its own, and there's no way it's effective. I'm mad about what I got, as I'll tell anyone who will listen. Honestly, instead of all that fancy laser stuff, it would have been even cheaper to make a typical white plastic dowel, or whatever. Why couldn't they have done that? Mom stops her lecture to come down and see what's bothering me. I realize that I only paid six or seven dollars for this baton, which is really cheap, so I shouldn't expect good quality. You get what you pay for, I suppose.

Recreational Vandalism (7:08)

While riding the subway with a friend, I happen to have a couple of baby carrots. I wonder if they're strong enough that if I stuck them into the window, it would open and close a few times and break off entirely (sort of like jamming a gear with a wrench). Even before I say so out loud, my friend suggests we have fun and vandalize the train. Well, okay. So I do the thing with the carrots, and my friend does something similar about six feet away, and it turns out to be really effective. Half the side of the train on our side breaks off, exposing us and the rest of the passengers to the wind. The train pulls up to the next station, and I try to act nonchalant as I get off, despite the fact that the car around me is completely destroyed.

Of course, there is an investigation. My sister is very angry with us for having done what we did, so she helps the investigation assemble evidence against us. Once, I come across a big pile of evidence on the floor, and I wonder what would happen if I just took some of it. I'd probably get in trouble for obstructing justice, though, so I leave it. When the day of our interrogation comes, my friend and I try to be extremely friendly so the investigator will be on our side.

Frags:

• Two of my cousins have come to visit. I have a sort of friendly crush on one of them.

a black man delievered the book the things they carried to me.

two episodes of SP....

I think the first could have been the transition....because I didn't feel anything, and I just sat there and broke out of it.


Second time....it was a different story.


I couldn't move...all I could do is open my eyes. And when I did, I saw i was looking at the wall, and black objects were coming through it and heading towards me. They looked like spirits.....or something, and I was just trying to tell myself no one of this was real, but I didn't want to give in because it felt like I couldn't breath at all. Once I broke out of it, I couldn't get back to sleep...my heart was racing heavily.

I'll run through the first couple dreams somewhat quick to get to the lucid ones. First I had a dream I was at my house, and my sister's best friend's ghost was around bugging me. This weird annoying form of "Haunting" in the dream. (Her friend's not dead in real life) Well for some reason I had control over ghosts in some sort of fashion, but I didn't have control of making them go away or passing them on to the next life. I knew that my sister had the ability to pass ghosts onto the next life, so I went to her, and she did it for me. (Long story short)

I was put in a mental hospital with my wife's other friend Corey, we met a few people there and had conversations around the table with a few other people. I remember at one point an elder japanese man pulled me off to another room and was kind enough to share his penut butter with me. We talked for a moment, and the dream was over.

OH! One dream that I had was so interesting to me while I was in it, and when I woke up. I was looking out onto this very, very, very strange highway. It was a highway of hundreds of different auto mobiles not just going past each other, but driving around and over each other like a huge swarm of bugs. It wasn't just normal automobiles though, there was probably one of ever automobile I've ever seen in my life. Real ones and fictional ones. I saw some from old video games, like a Ghost vehicle from Halo III for instance. Everything. So I chose one. It looked nothing like a car, but it owned the highway. I was happy with my choice.

So, my alarm went off and I fell back asleep. The dream started out with an explanation of a specific being that was a character in my dream. I'm pretty sure I watched her explanation twice. She was a tool of the universe, given the power to paint the world back into health each time that it had been severely damaged throughout history. When the earth would flood or move out of it's destined path, she would come and bring it back to normal. The problem was, she became angry, and wicked. It turned into a scene where I along with my family and a group of other people were being held captive in her house. She had a strange sense of humor, so she was ordering us to do a set of things like arrange her house and belongings. While killing each other and having people dissimbody each other while in the process. I remember at one point I was carrying out a keyboard with two disconnected legs hanging from it.
At some point in this dream, I realized somewhat that it was a dream. I knew it was a dream, but I needed to save my family out of this house. I told my mother and sister to hold my hand, and I closed my eyes, and made us appear in my back yard. I then noticed.. that I didn't know how to get back to save my dad. I flew over the wall and tried to recall what the previous house looked like... it was too foggy to jump back to. Just then, I noticed my dad walking up to the side of the house. He walked up, not phased one bit with what just happen. He seemed alright. He said something to the nature of, "Eh, I get why she did it. The process just sucked." They all walked in the house, and I went off flying to explore. I flew up above the forest that shows up each time I start flying from my house, but I didn't want to get stuck in it. So I found a place behind the trees that wasn't the same. It was a huge field with a small bunch of very large and fancy houses going down one side of the area. I decided that I wanted to go in and explore the houses. Just as I flew up to one of the entrances, I noticed there was a guy that lived there about to walk in. I didn't want to struggle with this dream character, so I carried him up and put him in one of the tallest trees, then flew back down. For some reason, all of the houses had a bunch of very large books in front of them. The houses turned into bookshelves and there was no entrances. I knocked all of the books off, just a flat wall behind them. So I flew threw a few more scenes, and out the window of some appartment. Suddenly it was rainy, and cloudy. I was over a bay area, and the sea was strongly disturbed. I flew up into the clouds to try to find sunlight above them. The clouds went on for a very, very long time. Unnaturally long. I noticed even back at the appartment that something about my dream started to make me nervous. Maybe there was something wrong with my body, but it started to turn south. I was flying through the clouds some more, and thinking what could possibly go wrong? I'm hundreds of feet in the air. For some reason, I thought of the only dangerous thing I could think of that would be in the air in a dream state. Something like a Pterodactyl. I hope none of those pop up in my dream, I thought to myself. Then what do you think happened. A few pterodactyls flew by and tried snapping at me. HUGE, birds. They looked dangerous. I'm not sure how this happened, but after awhile I thought that I was dreaming with my wife. We both turned into small pterodactyls and flew around with some other little guys. I noticed on the side of the cliff there was a flock of them hanging their tails on little branches over the ocean.
Brilliant! I thought. I've always wanted a tail. I used my tail to hang upside down and my wife did the same. We 'hung out' for a while. But I started getting nipped by the other birds around me. It actually really hurt. So my wife and I left, and returned to human form. We walked into some sort of storage room, and were about to get it on- when some lady walked past us. Very suspicious-like. In the dream, it was some lady that was supposed to be keeping an eye on my wife and we felt weird about it. That's about where I think it ended. Altogether, a very interesting night. But a little bit nerve wracking during the later parts of it.

I turn off my alarm and fall back asleep.

I am in a classroom with my highschool friends. I instantly become lucid. I stand up, and for some reason I feel the need to ask my seatmate, "This is a dream, right? Right? Awwyea!"


I stand up and try to think about my goals. The only thing I can remember is to capture a soul. I turn around and look at my friend Art. I hold out my right hand and do a squeezing motion. Art looks like he's about to gag. He opens his mouth slightly, and out comes... his soul.

At least that's what I think.

Art still has his mouth open, and he is sitting there, staring blankly into space.

His soul is small, about the size of a volleyball. It kinda looks like a jellyfish. It has lumps on top, and some figures hanging at the bottom. It is similar to water. It is transparent, but interestingly has a bluish glow to it.

While I am holding the soul mid-air, I look around the room for something to put it in. I see some jars and bottles at the back of the room, so I walk over there, dragging the soul with me. I grab one clean-looking glass jar the size of a pitcher and I make the soul move into it. When the soul is halfway in the jar, I smell it. It smells old and musty. It reminds me about that time I opened up an ancient box in the attic, where it makes me crinkle my nose with all the dust particles poofing out. The soul has some kind of dust emanating from it too, though I can't see it.

Spoiler for a poorly drawn soul:

I stick my tongue out and lick the soul. It tastes bland and a bit warm. It is very compact too, even though I taste it, it remains intact and none of it is transferred onto my tongue.

I decide to put the soul all the way into the jar, after which I grab the lid and seal it. It's just floating in there, glowing slightly, and it isn't even touching the sides of the jar.*

I put the jar down, and decide to try out the task of the month, which is to carve a pumpkin and replace my head with it using any means necessary. I walk out the door, which has been open all along. Outside, it is a garden – my home economics garden in high school. Strangely, there are pumpkins all over the place, and some cobwebs too, like it is set up for halloween. I walk over to each pumpkin, but they're all small and mushy and moldy. I try to conjure up a decent pumpkin but nothing happens. I decide to keep looking around the garden, but I lose lucidity some time in between.