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i drempt about driving to a rugby game with a coach and friend. we were following morogan in the car but we lost her and then kinda back tracked. aafter we got off the off ramp of the free way i found a luttle bungalow that i culd rest under. there were 2 of my friends and 3 of my enemiesl they were big and scared me. they tried to take my bike so i picked up my bike and slammed it accross the face of the tallest one. he dropped to the ground nd i kpt him submittied through reweseling moves.

then i kinda shifted focus and was picking out a greeting for my mom for mothers day. she did not believe me when i said i was down in los altos so i figured id send her a video of some baseball player singing. when i got home i think it sent to her but i never gotta see her reaction to it cause i got side tracked talking withw my dad about somthing.

and before all this i remember damien and i were coming home from a road trip trying to think of a place to go. he said were ever we end up is where we end up,

and of course the ending of the dream a dream character refrenced the movie i just watched about "time is money" and he was extremly young looking but old in a weeel chair. he had been alive hundreds of yaers and became mentally done with. he offered me some of his years

I had a dream that I was going to college. It was like a graduation ceremony, though, except it was for the new students. They started by calling the names of the students who'd earned scholarships, then went on to call everyone else, one by one. There were seats in the front of the room, behind the official people calling names, facing the back, for all the students whose names had already been called. They were also higher up; the room was like an auditorium, where it's slanted, except the front of the room was higher up). It was really exciting when they called my name.

After I'd been called, though, I remembered that I still had another year of high school... but then I just assumed this ceremony was for the students who'd been accepted and would be starting college next fall.

In the next dream, my family and I had moved to a hotel in North Carolina, but I really didn't want to be there. The hotel was not very good, and I assumed the rest of the state was the same.

I woke up from that dream and started writing in my dream journal. I'd written almost one page when I heard my mom call from the dining room to say that breakfast was ready. I told her I'd be out in just a moment and continued writing.

...then I woke up.

In my first dream I had two dogs, which I do in real life, but they were both black labs, while I have two weimaraners. Oh and they could both talk. But no one else knew that, so when we went over to a friends house, I had to make sure they acted like "normal" dogs. We went around my hometown, basically just doing nothing.

The second dream I was at my Dad's house. There was a jungle in the back yard. We went out there with a bunch of other people. We were all carrying machetes, and I have no idea what we were looking for. Then I got bit by snake. I remember the pattern was red on the head and tail, one stripe of yellow about a 1/3 of the way down from its head, and the middle was solid black. It bit me, but just at that instant I cut its head off with my machete. My dad took me to his house, and I remember one of the people saying that i had minutes to live, while the nearest hospital was thirty minutes away. Then my alarm went off.

My normal dream signs (haze, altered perspective) were still there.

Italic Text = Personal Thoughts
Normal Text = Non-Lucid Segment
Light Purple Text = Partially Lucid Segment
Purple Text = Lucid Segment

19th Lucid Dream:
I was back in school with all my old friends and for some reason I had taken my dream journal with me. Somebody asked me what it was and I avoided the subject in fear of them reading my dreams.

After a short while of talking about all kinds of subjects (most of which I don't even recall) we got back onto the subject of lucid dreaming. Apparently one of my friends had a lucid dream by accident and everyone was calling her crazy for thinking she could have had this experience. I whipped out my dream journal to prove to them that it did exist. When they were all convinced we started talking about fun things to do in a lucid dream. Somebody was talking about how awesome it would be to have a really dark and sadistic dream. I decided to see if I could have a lucid nap, so I laid my head on the desk and "fell asleep", despite already being asleep.

There was a pretty instant scene transition and I was immediately lucid. I was at the bottom of this beautiful grassy hill with white fences leading up a paved path and at the top a castle with a huge, grand entrance. I climbed the hill and upon reaching the top I recall reading something about following different signs in a dream for the style of dream you want to have. In this case I had two very distinct paths, an angelic, glowing white entrance to this castle and a dark, dead graveyard-looking scene to the right hand side.

I was compelled to head towards the dark path, considering the conversation I had in the non-lucid prior to this. I jumped down off the small ledge and ended up in what looked like a dead wheat field. It was all dark greys with these blood-coloured crystals scattered around embedded in stone pillars. In the middle was a ruined stone shack and I climbed up on top of it. Below was a cellar which had been exposed, and I was ready to jump down into it.

Before jumping I figured I would reality check to solidify my lucidity. As I did the scene became increasingly vivid and I began thinking about the fact that when I woke I would have to write down this dream in the middle of the class that I had fell asleep in. Not knowing that the previous experience was just a dream and I was actually asleep in bed.

I jumped down inside, it was an extremely enclosed space of ruined stone walls. Through a hole in one of the walls I saw these stones moving about by themselves. I slipped through the hole and on the other side I saw all of these stones come together and form a sort of earth elemental creature. He charged at me but I grabbed hold of his stone hand and swung him around in circles, like I was doing an around-the-world with a yo-yo, and let him go, smashing him into the ground and breaking him apart. He reformed and almost squashed me amongst all of the rocks coming together on top of me, but I ducked and managed to avoid it.

I noticed more of these stone creatures forming to guard this bridge in the distance so to kill two birds with one stone (no pun intended) I ran up to this closest earth elemental and avoided the sword he started slashing at me. I grabbed hold of him again and launched him the other earth elementals in the distance, smashing them all to pieces.

As I started walking up to the bridge, the dream faded to black and I woke.

20th Lucid Dream:
I was sitting in my kitchen with my parents, I can't remember what we were talking about but I do remember the torrential rainfall occurring outside.

At some point the rain briefly stopped before snow started gushing out of the sky. It got increasingly large until snowball-sized snowflakes were falling down. I was convinced that I wasn't dreaming, but I seemed to get the idea to reality check anyway.

As I checked my hands, I was baffled when I discovered I was in fact dreaming. I had to check multiple times to believe it. I stood up and headed to the door, and instead of opening it to go outside like I've done in my previous dreams I figured I would just phase through it.

I walked through and I got the same sense walking through it as I did when I scene transitioned when walking through a wall in a previous dream. All of the images rushed by my view, clearing way for pitch blackness. I was sitting in a sort of void, waiting for a new scene to form but nothing was coming, I was just a floating consciousness in the pitch blackness without a body.

Somehow, I started walking regardless. I was stepping aimlessly through the darkness and trying to come up with a scene that I could create. My attempts, however, were futile. As I continued walking I seemed to just step into the waking world and found myself back in my bed.

In which I find out that my grandmother isn't really dead...

I'm at my dad's cabin and we are drinking beer and sitting on his bunk beds. He accidentally tells me that my grandmother is still alive. I don't believe him at first and remind him that I went to her funeral. He points out that there was no coffin- just an urn- so how do I know that it was really full of ashes from her body? I'm shocked.

He explains that she actually had some brain damage and now lives in a nursing home. I start to cry about this. Guilt rolls over me. I'm thinking of her sitting there alone for a decade in a nursing home. My dad explains that she wouldn't know me anyway and that the reason he staged the funeral was to spare us the hurt of trying to help her when she wouldn't even recognize us. I tell him that I'm sure she'd know me, but he says this is emotional thinking. He says that everyone thinks their loved one will recognize them, and then they are doubly hurt when they don't. He explains that it's not personal, it's biological, and that there is no way my grandmother knows who we are. She can't even remember who she is.

Well this relieves my guilt a little bit because it means that at least she isn't sitting around wondering why I've forsaken her. But then a new horror upsets me. That means she's been sitting in this nursing home for ten years in a frightened and confused state. She doesn't know who she is or where she is and she can't remember anything about her life. Can you imagine how horrible that might be? I start to cry and I tell my dad that he shouldn't have left her all alone. Maybe the people aren't nice to her. Maybe we could at least make her less afraid or less lonely even if she didn't know us. We would have more patience and try harder to make her more comfortable.

I'm really upset and full of regret. It's such a horrible feeling that I wake up slightly. In reality, I'm actually in a hotel room, but I don't wake up enough to realize that. I wake up and I still think I'm in the bunk in dad's cabin. I'm in bed still upset, determined that in the morning I'm going to jump a flight to Houston to see what I can do about my grandmother's situation. But then slowly it dawns on me that she really is dead. She died of cancer and I wasn't there at the end because I was young and busy and going about my life. The end came fast, and she'd been surrounded by the people she loved, except for me. I hadn't wanted to face it, so I never even talked to her about it in the last few months. So on the one hand I'm relieved that the dream isn't real, but on the other hand I stiill feel guilty about the truth. It was a horrible night.

09.04.2012

$175 Phone Bill (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had to pay $175 for a phone Bill, and the due date was today in dream time. My father told me to make sure I pay it off, and I told him that I will, and that he doesn't have to remind me.

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09.04.2012

Kingly Implings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm catching Kingly Implings again in a wheat maze, I'm literally see more and more of them pop up in the maze, and all I'm doing is just feeling as if I'm going to make more cash by continuing to hoard all the ones spawned.

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09.04.2012

Someone's Dream Guide (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I think I summoned a dream guide, but I don't know if it's mine, I think I summoned my father's dream guide, but whoever it was, it looked a lot like Catherine from the game "Catherine."

The dream itself was so random, it's hard to remember anything other than her being summoned, or at least someone that looked like her. I'm confused here...

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09.04.2012

Sex Slave? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Spoiler for 18+:

I see pictures of someone wearing a black lingerie outfit, and with each progression of the pictures, smaller accessories of clothing start to pile up on them. Apparently the picture the right was a 100% sex slave, and as you go left, it goes down in 10% increments.

The female was tall, had long black, curly hair, and was light-skinned.

09.04.2012

f0rceez Banned someone (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

f0rceez banned someone, though I rather not say who.

He literally posts on a visitor message wall, "BANND"

Yes, without the "e."

Today's recall featured the harmonious symphony of my piano keys. I was playing them at 3 a.m. in the dark to my sleeping roomate. Lmfao! And then I went into a different room because I suddenly became concerned with his ability to sleep. I came back and he was like can you turn and down? I had a waha moment and was like dude ! i didn't turn on the t.v. i "woke up" at 4 a.m. The beauty of it is even though I wasn't lucid I could tell I was closer to awareness because of my surrounding
yeeea.
tonight i will lucid !

I was at a computerscreen and talking to BF. He said "You have a camera?" I said "Yes, I click here and I see on screen the camera view of my (shod) foot, then I can move my foot to the right onto a peddle and that brings up the screen I want".

Then I was clicking the "close" butten (X) at the top left of screen but a little pop-up kept almost covering it. I was wiggling the mouse and saying "why does that keep happening?" then I could keep closing screens (windows).

I said "a lot of ad windows have automatically opened".

At that piont there was a tap-tap on my (real) bedroom window so I called out "I'm coming".

I got up, grabbed my bathrobe, went out, unlocked the front door, stuck my head out but no one.was there. Came back to my room and it was only 8:40pm Tues 4-Sept.

Lastnight I didn't get a remembered dream so no "number".

There doesn't appear to be a "number" in this (nap) dream that the window tap-tap woke me from but I will say that the third "number" drawn will be the "tap-tap" on my real window that woke me. So I choose "02".

So that is (42, 16, 2) so far.

DJ 03/09/12

I was back at school in sixth form. I was in English Literature. I had one of my old teachers as a teacher. I was really really hating the lesson. Then I think I was in Geography and I was sitting next to one of my friends. I asked what she had chose. She said all these lessons then said the certified Badman course. 'Certifies Badman?' I replied.
'Yes' she said. Then the lesson continued.*
We then had a house check in for the sixth formers. I was still in sparkes. I said 'This is weird, in our housed for sixth form!' also in the house was my sister. She was joining secondary school. She looked at me and waved. Then my friend came rushing into the house. He had a black jumper on. He said 'Have you been missing an earring?'*
'Yea, why?' I replied
'look it's in my top pocket!' he pulled out the earring.*

hi , i had this horrible experncie this morning with lucidity and sleep parylis , i was trying to acheive sleep parylis this morning but i could not so i decided to go back to sleep , i went into a dream straught afterthat and realised i was dreaming when i walked out my house through , i had a weried feeling , a headache , dream felt like it was faded , so i sat down and thought of my body , but i woke up parylized with intese vibrations in my head , leges arms , a spinning feeling
and then i finally got out of it . it felt like i had just woke up through

like i had sleep paralysis in a dream

I climbed aboard an old steam train, for a tour. I went ahead of the tour, since I knew my way around already. I made it into a race of some sort, where I went from carriage to carriage looking following where I knew the tour would go, being careful that nobody from the tour could ever be quick enough to see me. I now thought of the train as a retired submarine which had been put inland as a tourist attraction. I hopped off, and started running alongside it (it was very long). Since I wanted to run fast, I went on all fours. Realised it was a dream, but was tricked into thinking that if I went fully lucid I would awake, so I gave up lucidity.

Suddenly I was in the back yard of my parents' house, which was actually the art house from my previous dream. Nikolas was with me, and Gordon the dog was there too, by the back fence. Suddenly, Gordon started to vomit profusely, and I quickly took Nikolas inside away from him. We went in by the laundry door, and up the steps.

Driving up Kingscote Cres with parents, turned into house over the road from no. 23. We were going there for dinner. Lady walked out to meet us, somehow walking with her feet upside-down. She climbed on the bonnet of the car where she knelt and did some welcoming ceremony. We went inside. Toured house, which was multi-level, with lots of turning half-staircases. Very modern. Lady told me to keep the children out of her art room, and I understood it was because of what they might see, not for fear of them damaging anything. Some very strange and grotesque art, like that of Richard Upton Pickman.

I am standing on one of those 1700's sailing ships. You know, like the Black Pearl from Pirates of the Carribean? Anyways, the ship is just drifting in the middle of the Arctic Ocean. At least I assume that is where I was, all I could see was waves and icebergs. It was late at night but I could see due to the spectacular Northern Lights and of course the moonlight. I was standing near the wheel, looking out over the deck and the ocean in front of me. I remember feeling anxious, like I was waiting for something to happen. I had no clear goals or really any idea why I was on this ship or how I got here. I was freezing cold and all alone. The wind was strong, but not gusting. Just a constant rush of air at my back. The sea was getting progressively stormier so I went below deck to avoid the wind and the cold spray of the sea. I was going through the footlockers and cupboards in the crew's quarters, when I found an old book bound in some sort of darkened leather. I tried to read it, but the pages were wiped blank immediately after I turned to them. I could see the words for only an instant. I put it back, not wanting to disturb this creepy ghost ship I guess. I turned to leave and there was a large man in the doorway. He must have been nearly 7ft tall, and he was dressed in a captain's uniform. His hair was grey and his face was deeply lined, but his eyes were bright and alert. He was holding a large silver key in his left hand. I asked him what the key unlocked. He said a key doesn't unlock anything, it only locks things. I was confused but it seemed foolish to argue. He asked me to come to the Captain's Quarters for a cup of tea and to chat. I followed him, but the whole time I wondered where he came from. I had already searched the entire ship and found nobody. We sat down at the table and he set down a kettle of tea and two small teacups. I picked up the kettle and poured myself a glass of sand. Bone dry sand, not tea. I looked up to ask him why he had sand in a tea kettle, but I was alone in the room. I freaked out and called for him, but he didn't answer. I opened the door and ran out onto the deck, searching for him. I was alone again. Now the waves were gigantic and crashing down on the deck. I ran up the steps to the wheel of the ship and looked out over the ocean. A wave twice as tall as the ship crashed down on the deck and smashed it into pieces. I sunk into the ocean like a lead weight before I woke up.

I'm in a bar with two of my friends. Tim and Mike. We're playing ping pong for some reason. Drinking and ping pong are two things I do enjoy so this makes sense Tim tries to explain something to me and I try to respond to him as best I can as I'm leaving the bar but cannot find the words because I'm intoxicated. I mumble something incoherently and then realize that I have to be dreaming because Tim and Mike do not drink anymore and the only bar that ever had a ping pong table has been closed since I finished high school.

I IMMEDIATELY hear a roar of noise and what sounds like rain and realize when I wake that it's my air conditioner making the noise. I was also able to make sounds and say words while I was in a conscious awakened state whilst still being unable to open my eyes. My girlfriend confirmed this as she was lying next to me the whole time.

Weird...

I was on some website that was selling replicas of masks from The Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask. Interestingly, the site looked like an IRC client. They were selling masks one at a time, kind of like an auction without the bidding. All of the masks they were selling were the same, at least at the moment I'm not sure which one it was, but my mom and I had supposedly made one already. They were all really expensive selling for over $100 or even $200... until I saw one for $17.

I'm not sure how the next scene is relevant in any way,. I saw a building with a sign that said "like dis if u cry everytim", and a boy complained about always finishing something in 0:07 (as in 7 seconds) instead of 0:06. For some strange reason, instead of saying it out loud, it appeared in a text box at the top of the "screen"/field of vision. Also, I somehow knew it was a young boy (probably around 8-11) speaking even though I couldn't see or hear him.

Next (or possibly earlier, I don't remember) was a fragment involving playing something that was a cross between a kazoo and a train whistle.

I also had one other dream I remember from last night. Many of us were sitting in a circle in our living room, which was much bigger than it is IWL. We were playing spin the bottle, though it was a little different than usual; whoever's turn it was had to spin the bottle three times, then get kissed by the three people it pointed to in order. When it was my turn, the first spin stopped on a little girl, the second on Jonathan, a friend from church, and the third on someone I can't remember now.

The girl kissed me on the forehead, then Jonathan kissed me on the cheek. He had been playing his DS and was still holding it; after he kissed me, the guy on screen said something about how we were 8% compatible with each other, then went on to say something long and completely unrelated, only to repeat it in Spanish before I woke up.