All DJ Entries

29.07.2012

Dancing Around On Skype (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


I'm in my room at my old house, on Skype to my girlfriend. I dance around the room with a guitar [which, incidentally, I can't play], singing along to a song in the background, solely for her amusement.

What's strange about this dream is that she had a dream the same night, in which I'd sent her photos in the post of me at a recording studio, playing Elton John's piano and Eric Clapton's first guitar, along with a note saying 'wish you were here, I'm tanned, on top of the world and game'. Strange.

Last night I was able to go through my normal routine again but it didn't go so well in terms of dreams.

8:30 - Finish OJ, Cutie's juice, Apple juice, milk, banana, one bite of apple that turned out to be incredibly sour. - Go outside and shoot hoops
10:00 - Come back inside
10:30 - Get ready for bed
11:00 - Vitamins with glass of water
11:15 - Go to bed with binaural beats
8:00 - Wake up

So for some reason last night my mp3 player glitched out or something because when I woke up this morning, it was turned off. Now I know last night I put the 'hold' slide on so I know I didn't roll over and turn it off or anything. Also, when I restarted it this moning, it defaulted to the song first in alphabetical order, instead of my sleeping playlist. So ya, maybe I need a new mp3 player if it does this again because I really hate losing a perfectly good night of sleep where I could of had dreams but now I can't remember anything because of that.

Oh well, that's what tonight is for.

I can only recall one fragment from last night right now.

1. I remember I was with a couple other people and we were all i nthis grocery store type place. Then one of them went and got some plain donuts and decided to put some kind of cheese on them. Everyone thought this would taste gross but then we all tried it and it tasted like orange frosting, and was actually pretty tasty.

*edit* I actually remembered another one today while I was working outside.
2. It was rally late at night and I was at this bar. (haha I'm 16 but whatever). Anyways, one of my friends who I haven't seen for almost a year now randomly comes walking uo to the bar. I went outside and told him how great it was to see him. That's all I remember.

I remember looking around in a big store for a video game controller gun trying a few out then us in the store but its a jail and im talking about whether im folk or king.

In which I try to navigate an Asia water freeway and then run late to a meeting with my family...

I'm standing and holding an innertube around my waist, trying to merge on to a river freeway. There are two sections of the waterway with a rock wall median in between. The one I'm trying to enter is flowing from my left to my right, and the other is flowing in the opposite direction. I'm poised at the chute, and the water is rushing by me. I'm looking to my left at the white water, waiting until there is a lull to jump in. The timing will have to be just right because I want to get up on the rock median quickly after entering the water so that I can u-turn and head the opposite direction. If I miss my exit, I'll have to take the river all the way into town.

I take a deep breath and then jump. The waves start pummeling me and the current is pulling me fast. I'm grasping the innertube to keep my head up and kicking my legs furiously to move me towards the wall. I lose my flip flops in the water. But I can't make it. I come frustratingly close to the median. I see others standing on safely on the dry rock. They look down at me passively. I reach out and rake my fingers along the wall as I pass by. It's cold and smooth and I have nothing to grip, but I fling myself at it anyway in a desperate attempt to pull myself up. In reaching up at the wall, I let go of the innertube and it slips off my legs. Then I slip away down the river myself.

I float along for a few more minutes until the river calms, then I come to a low section of the rock median. A thin Indian laborer with a pencil mustache and wearing only a dhoti motions at me from the wall. I reach up and we grasp each others' arms just above the wrist. He pulls me up, and I notice the musculature of his workers' arms. His wife is nearby with plastic bucket of rocks on her head. They are the median builders. There are shards of broken bottles cemented into most of the wall to keep stragglers from exiting at places like this. The next official exit is in the city central.

"Where is your innertube? Why are you barefoot?" The laborer asks me. I explain that I tried to catch the last exit up and let go of the tub in the process. He clicks his tongue and shakes his head in disapproval. I ask if there is any way I can jump in to the other side so that I can get home. He points over the edge and I see that there is a long drop off to get into the water. It's shallow there, and I'd probably break my neck trying to jump in. There's nothing I can do but finish taking the river on up to the city central and then making a u-turn there. But this will be impossible without an innertube.

"Can't I just walk up the sidewalk? If I cross the river back again to the side where I started, can't I just walk and avoid the water freeway altogether?" As I say this, the landscape grows around me. Buildings come up to line both sides of the river freeway and footbridges cross over us. We are suddenly in a bustling East Asian city. Storefronts and busy city sidewalks line each side of the river and apartments with balconies of laundry, plants and sweeping housewives rise up above us.

"Am I in Bangkok?" I ask the Indian. He nods his head. Oh! Well I can just walk home then!

I jump back into my side of the river and swim to shore. I get out and start walking but I'm wet and barefoot so it's not very pleasant.

At this point, either I've forgotten part of the dream or else it blends into another one without any real segue, but next thing I know, I'm walking into the front door of my grandmother's old house. My father, brother and uncle are there, sleeping. It is night time and everything is dark.

My brother is in the living room sitting on the floor next to my grandmother's old orange armchairs rolling a joint with a girl by a dim tableside lamp. I'm surprised because I didn't know he smoked, but I don't want to embarrass him in front of his guest, so I act like I don't notice. He's rolling the joint with a sheet of notebook paper. He starts to light it up and I stop him and explain that he can't inhale that burnt paper without injuring his lungs. I tell him about how scar tissue in the lungs would affect the diffusion of gases across his capillaries and alveoli, and to illustrate I draw a picture of what looks like a light bulb to represent the alveoli and some squiggy lines on the bottom to represent the capillaries.

Then the situation changes. I tear off a shred of the paper that I was just drawing on and use it to roll a joint. My brother stops me and says that I need to use rolling paper. I explain that I have rolling paper, but that I don't know how to roll a joint. He says he'll do it for me if I bring him the papers.

I go to my uncle's room which is where I'm staying. But when I walk into the room and look at the familiar striped curtains, I remember that if I pull them open, I will see a frozen scene of birds flying. This was what happened in a previous dream and I know that this will always happen any time I come into this room in a dream. So I pull open the curtains and sure enough, there is a giant bird with a huge wingspan flying towards the window but it is frozen in time as if it were a picture. There are other birds behind it, and I can also see the sunlight, green grass and great tree of my grandmother's old front yard. I remember that I need to step outside to retrieve something that was left behind.

I go out her front door and start wandering around the front yard. I can't remember exactly what I was doing or who I was talking to. It is sunny outside, and I feel very young. Then I walk over to the garage and open the door, and suddenly it is night time and dark again.

My father is sitting in a chair in the dark garage. He asks me what took so long for me to come back home. I point to my barefeet and wet clothes and tell him that I had some difficulty with the water freeway. I tell him how I had to walk through Bangkok to get home. He just blows me off and laughs about how I'm always running late and can't keep regular appointments. I try to explain that I don't live the way he does, and considering that I've just managed to make my way through Asia on my own without transportation or shoes, I think I've done pretty well just to be a few hours late. My brother comes in and asks for the rolling papers and I remember that I left them in my uncle's bedroom. They just laugh that I can't ever get anything done right.

It started at my dad's house. For some reason we were moving, so I was outside as they rolled the house down the street. I wanted to go meet with friends to go shopping, so I climbed onto a school bus that would take me there. Just as we were leaving we hit a bump. I went outside to find we had run over my sister. She was "alright", in the sense that she was still conscious and alive. But she was covered in blood, her hand and ankles were snapped backwards, and one of her legs was broken. Horrified, I picked her up and carried her onto the bus.

The next thing I remember was being at the store shopping with friends. We were looking for costumes for a movie we were making (I believe it was our own version of Superman). At one point I got in an argument with Leah, then we checked out and left. We went to a house (I don't think it's real) and more of my friends were there as well as some teachers from school. We played Taboo and I was the first one to give clues, but all of the cards were too hard and I didn't know what the words meant. I settled on a card that had "John Johnson" on it, but while it definitely was a Taboo card, I played it like it was Pictionary and proceeded to try and draw the clue.

The last part was me entering American Idol, but it had the original three judges on it. For some reason my mom was also a judge, and she was pretty popular. The rest of my family was there too, but my mom didn't seem too happy about me entering (in the dream my singing was awful...I swear I have a good voice irl ). Before the show all the contestants were taken into an auditorium to practice projecting our voices. We were given a sheet to read off of. I read off of the sheet while someone was listening to rap music.

And then I woke up.

This dream had the typical dream signs...or I guess maybe a better term might be my "dream qualities"; the dream was hazy, and I viewed the whole thing from a somewhat zoomed-out first person perspective...like playing a video game in first person, it's never quite true to actual first person view.

Dream | Lucid | Commentary

It was Christmas and me and my little bro were getting presents from the Claus up on the North side. I don't remember what I got, but Adam got some sweet computer game and I played it. I guess I went inside the game too.

I was on some obstacle course race, and I had a gun that shot electricity, it was used to open doors. I was right in front of some girl, so I was scared she'd pass me while I was opening a door. I came to a door, and I was shotting it with my gun, but it took a second to open.

When it opened there was some railing fence I had to run around and climb over to get past that part. I passed it easily, but I came up on the next part of the course and it was some dancing challenge. There were already about 15 people leaving from that challenge, and I knew they cheated and took some shortcut, because I was in the lead! I skipped the dancing challenge and tried to catch up to those dirty cheaters.

I forget what happened after that, but I know after this dream I woke up at around 4:45 and attempted a DEILD, but I guess I already moved around too much to do it. So I just tried a MILD, and I don't remember any later dreams.

I keep forgetting my vitamins so my recall is terrible. Plus Insomnia is rearing it's head again. Oh well, PLus side is I'm not having dreams I don't understand anymore lol.

Dream One(Fragment): I'm in a group of people who are fighting over a puzzle. There are two sides that are fighting over it, and say fuck it I don't want a stupid puzzle. Then I turn around and walk off.

Dream Two(Fragment): I'm trying to talk on a phone, but the person can't hear me. I put the phone down, and see that it's broken into a bunch of pieces. I start to put it back together, then decide it's not worth the effort and I really don't care to try to talk on it.

These dreams were all about apathy, lol. Not a usual subject in my dreams, but I'm pretty sure I know where this is coming from... too much talk with my bestie about efforts wasted in life.

OI dI went to bed at 12am and woke up at 6am and these are the fragments I remeber im getting outof this white truck with this realy buff guy

He gong to beat somone up I think about somone might steal my kndle in the truck so I go back and roll up the window

I see the buff guy beating someone up by the store I keep walking into a game store I see a lot of people buying xbox 316 im like dang do u have any left the clerk come and shows me some games I dont listen my friends from fresno are there and are like how did figure it out

Im thinking about the bombings how they turned people into bombs ima a bomb too but I can controle it somhow

This guy freaks out about how he dosent like war and stuff and he thinks I do so he leave and fights them on his own

This guy in pink dance shoes allmost gets run over with a tank the military guy come out and is laghing at him so the kid calls him a bitch and super speeds away

Im walking and I hear mom call my name I say what real loud and like suprisde im yelling at her im like my bad it was a reflux

This guy is secretly traping all my team mate in rooms and I know it but cant stop it I just have to go along with it

New Home *LUCID* DILD


First I am at a casino. I see that people are playing and thier machine are hitting all over. Like big. several thousand dollar wins. I think I should play. Can't find atm. So I do to a different casino just to use atm. Play once lose then leave.

Some how I find myself in bed with my wife. It is a day we are both off and just being slow to wake up. We are in a studio appartement. And the front door is a sliding glass patio door. It is at the head of our bed.

My dad knocks. I open the door enough to let him in. She says something.. he needs something. I wave him on tell him to get it. He leaves. I get comfy by snuggling with my wife. He comes back. I let him in. He says something about "college kids would love to have fireworks." I reply just as smart ass. Like "Boom shakalaka" (cant remember now). He leaves. I ask my wife, "Did you hear what I said?" And laugh.

Then this black kid is at the back door. He wants to sell me candy. I notice he has some bite sized candy. It looks like leftover halloween candy. I smirk, thinking he is just selling whatever candy he has. This is no fund raiser.
I say, "OK how much for a small one?"
"Gold!"
"What do you mean?" I don't know what the kid is talking about.
He looks at me, "They are coins. You can buy a whole bunch of groceries."
"Let me see that coin you got in your hand. Dude thats a quarter!" I laugh at him and add, "Come back later. I don't have cash."

He looks disapointed and leaves. I can hear him talking to his dad in the next appartemnet building. I think "oh God. Loud neighbors." Then for some reason I put ice trays in the freezer. That is by the back door.

I wonder out back and see a nice concrete patio. I see a neighbor has a grill and I see a chain where they keep it locked up. But then the grill is gone and I assume they must use it on the other side.
I think, "We need to go get our grill and use it. And OMG we left all that stuff in the shed. We need to go get it before we take the u-haul back." I go back in.

Now I am cuddled on a couch with my wife watching TV. I think how we got here and why. I ask my wife, "What was the price difference between this place and our house?"
She tell me, "Only about $67." "
"Oh not much savings then. Yeah...Hmmm. OK." I think about the house we came from. I remember the wrong house than real life. I feel confused. I catch on and try to think. I remember another wrong house but closer. "No this feels wrong." I have this huge memory gap. Think, "OK where did we come from and why?...This place is so much smaller. We still have to sell the old house. Are we just going to forclose? That's so stupid!"

Now I am starting to get it. I tell her, "So we were better off before."
"Yeah probably." Her head is on my chest and she looks up at me when she says this.
I smile and say, "OK we wont move then."
She sits up. "What do you mean? Its too late."
"I dreamed this last night."
"Or you dreamed this tonight?"
Yeah whatever..." I am this not lucid but I know. I am talking about it like the dream was over but not over. I felt like I was in the dream but had woken up already. I say, "This hasnt happened. This was just a dream."
"Whatever." She doesn't believe me.
I get up. And look around. I look up and see the sky were the ceiling should be. That's when I really get it.
"Yep I am dreaming."
"No we are not." She refuses to see it.
"Yes we are. Look up. Why do you see the sky?"
I prance around to the back of the cough while clapping my hands and singing. "We are dreaming.

♪ ♫ ♬ We are dreaming. We are dreaming. We are... Dreaming. ♪ ♫ ♬

Then I say, "Hey. babe watch this!" I jump off the back of the couch and start to fly away.

AND THEN THE SON-OF-A-BITCH ALARM CLOCK GOES OFF!

30.07.2012

It's my dream! (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was with the class on some trip, and the teachers whas making some teambuilding games. The rules where simple, get a little mint from the a table, and give it to the first person in line. (In Denmark we call it stafet, but I doubt it's called that in english. I'll see if i can find the name later.) But here's the twist, you had to keep it in your mouth, and pass it by kissing. I was talking with a girl at the time, so we came a little late to the game. The teachers weren't happy, but we didn't really care.

There were two lines. one with a two hot girls, and one with a REALLY ugly girl, and 1 boy. The girl I was with quickly took the line with the two girls before I could react, and I was stuck with the gross girl, and a fat kid. (I know the girl in real life, but I can't remember if I know the boy.) I looked around for options, and that's when I noticed. The field was changing in size everytime I looked away. And when I got there, there was also a house right by us, but there wasn't anymore. I guessed I was dreaming, and looked at my hands for confirmation.

BAM!, lucid. It was kind of hard doing the first reality check, because my fingers looked pretty much normal, except for one finger bending 90degrees. (Now, I haven't been training lucid dreaming for a month or two, so I'm kind of prowd of remembering doing this, and doing it this fast) I fell down on my knees, and looked at the grass. I felt it, smelt it, and rubbed it. My face was all the way down in the beautiful green grass, and my hands was furiously rubbing away like a 13yr after a family vacation. After I was done "stabalizing" the dream, I got up, and looked at the teachers. They said something along the lines of "Pick a team, you have to play." I told them "NO, I WILL NOT PLAY YOUR FUCKING GAMES". They looked at me with a very unhappy face. "It's my dream, and I'm in control".

This part ^felt amazing. I mean, Yelling at yor teachers that they are a pair of cunts, and telling them you're the one in power now? That's not something you do every day.

I took the one of the hot girls from the line by hand, (Who shall remain nameless) and went on top of the hill. I took my arms around her, and started to kiss her. It actually felt surprisingly real for a LD, and kind of threw my off. The teachers and the rest of the class, was gone from the place where they where playing "stafet", so we went down there and started playing, just us two (which means, alot of kissing). We ended it off with a dream bj, but I was too close to waking up, and the excitement made me lose focus.

At this point I woke up, looked at the clock, and saw that if I concentrated a little, I could do 2 more LD's!. So I laid down in my bed again, and tried focusing on dreaming.

I woke up in one of my cousins house, and rather quickly felt the "dreaming sensation", and did my RC.

Yup, 7 fingers on the right hand, and 3 really short ones on the left hand. (Right here, I should've been clarifying and stabalizing the dream, sadly I forgot. Also, I can't remember much of this dream, probably because of just that.)
Sadly, I can't really remember much of this dream, but only the scenario, and that it involved alot of girls in bikini's. I was just going around, and observing the house. I think it's kind of cool to sometimes just look around in dreams. I mean, all of what you are seeing, feeling and hearing is in your mind, and you are laying in your bed. I also failed at flying at one point, but didn't really bother trying hard anyway.

I woke up again, and saw that I had been dreaming longer than excpected, so I got up instead, and wrote this journal.

Cheers!

First part of the dream I remember is having a magnetic wrench in hand, and my mom asking why I have it and getting upset about it. I thought that was rather strange, but after that didn't think anything of it. I then proceeded to toss my mother a piece of what I called Petrified Popcorn. She didn't want it, and she tossed it down. I woke up after that.

[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]30.07.2012[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Fire Fragment[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"](DILD)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#9370DB"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]All I can remember is that I was near McDonalds and was trying to remember the TOTM, but couldn't. After that I decided to work on fire magic, I tried to make a stream of fire, but all I could do was a fireball, so I randomly fireballed people...[/COLOR][/INDENT]

[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]30.07.2012[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Bike Ride With Sherie[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"](Non-lucid)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#9370DB"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]I actually think this might of been two dreams, but it was also logical to think they might of been the same, though I'm pretty sure they were two. But I combined them because it might of been one and a timeline could of fit between them, and for your convinience :P

[/COLOR][COLOR="#9370DB"]I remember riding around on a bike with my dog Sherie following me, but I don't remember much about this start...

When I arrived at McDonalds, I'm not sure what Sherie was doing while I was there, but I remember that I seemed to be there with someone and there was a huge playground at McDonalds, big enough for hundreds, maybe a couple thousand adults.

I was going up a ladder like slope and jumped across to the other side and grabbed on and pulled myself up, then I want across another one of them. It was similer to the other one, but this time when I looked up I saw the friend I was with...I saw up her skirt... [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](ummm...score?..maybe?) [/COLOR][COLOR="#9370DB"]I was playing on the playground for a while more but can't remember it well, but when I told my friend I saw her above me before, she didn't believe me for some reason, she said it was impossible.

I then started riding home with Sherie again, she was lagging behind a little bit and I was getting frustrated because she was sniffing everything and making me wait.[/COLOR][/INDENT]

I am writing these down for myself, to try and look for patterns in my dream, when they happen, and ultimately help myself achieve an intentional lucid dream. But i'm happy for people to read them.

This one was a very short dream for me. I was sleeping at my girlfriend's house when this happened, and her bed was also the start of the dream.
I looked out of my girlfriends bedroom window onto the roof of the kitchen where there was a helipad for some reason, and Norris (from corrie) was driving it, so i went out to have a look. I got into the helicopter, i can't remember if there was anyone else in there with us. We flew around the home town, although it looked completely different to real life. At one point we started falling out of the sky, but Norris gained control again. Shortly after we started to fall out of the sky again, except this time, while falling i shouted "wait, this is a dream, this is a dream". As i was saying this i started to slow the falling of the helicopter down, but the world seemed to sort of burst and i woke up before even finishing the sentence.

When i woke i was still halfway through saying the word dream and said it in real life. This is the first time i can remember actually realising i was in a dream and that having any effect on it, maybe after all this time i'm getting the hang of it. Now just to practice not waking up as soon as i realise.