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Date: 17/06/2012
Place: Spare Bed in family member's house (a familiar bed I often sleep in)
Time of getting into bed: 12.25am

Dream 1 - Collection of a few dreams, 1 x Semi Lucid rest are non lucid.

As I fall to sleep, I instantly start dreaming. Possibly REM rebound? The dreams are nothing special, I am watching friends talking in their living room, it lasts a few seconds and then I wake. This happens perhaps 4 or 5 times. The 5th time I do remember thinking 'I'm already dreaming but I just fell to sleep? Is that possible?' Hence a semi lucid dream. However I woke up instantly after thinking this.

Dream 2 - Non Lucid

I am in an old fashioned orphanage, which is an all boys orphanage. The boys are young and scruffy, looking like something from Oliver twist. One of the bigger boys tells us to leave as we are going to be chased by some other boys. We don't leave as we are eating. Our plates are filled with glitter of all different mixed up colours, I watch another boy as he is eating the glitter.

Dream 2 - Non Lucid

I am in an old fashioned orphanage, which is an all boys orphanage. The boys are young and scruffy, looking like something from Oliver twist. One of the bigger boys tells us to leave as we are going to be chased by some other boys. We don't leave as we are eating. Our plates are filled with glitter of all different mixed up colours, I watch another boy as he is eating the glitter.

Dream 3 - Non Lucid

I struggled to remember this dream.
I am in a big market stall, farmers market type place. It is big and people are walking around. I have been told to work on a stall, cutting up meat. This disgusts me and I am very unhappy and complain about it. Some friends are with me, maybe they also cut up meat but they try to support me. I do it anyway, but cutting up the meat is so traumatizing I try to put my Ipod on to take my mind off it. I never press play. The meat is large, circular and has arseholes in it.


***NOTEWORTHY***
REM rebound
Semi lucid dream
I am vegetarian

1. Something about sunflowers.

2. Forgot. Too lazy to write.

3. I'm walking in the woods down a dirt path. I am looking at my phone and want a wifi connection. I see some trailer houses. They are small and green. One of the has a unsecured wifi. I connect with my phone but continue walking. I look to the right. There is a creek but the water is so unbelievably blue. Something in my mind says its not right. I look closer and see the dirt and rocks at the bottom. I dismiss this. I was very beautiful and I was just enjoying that.
I walk up a hill and as I come to the top I see and open field with tall grass and an amazing range of mountains in the distance. I notice the sun is setting and the colors are so vivid and surreal. I decide to take a picture with my phone. I get mad because the camera app is freezing. All this time there is a helicopter above me. I think it will go away but it does not. Its like it is watching me. I duck down into the grass and a spot light shines on me and the helicopter lowers and circles. I wake up and notice that the fan sounds just like the helicopter.

4. I am in the kitchen of my house. My parents are there. I am waiting for food to cook. So I start cleaning. Nothing is as it should be. The cabinets are clear plastic. I put a vacuum in the washing machine. It over flows so I set the machine outside like it weighs nothing. A man comes on the front porch and looks in my house. I get irate like I want to hurt him. He runs off and continues down the road on the hood of a car. The police are following him in an open military jeep. It is raining but they don't seem to mind. I wonder what that was all about. It is dark now and my kids are out back with my dad playing some game. I wake up.

*no lucids. Used MILD. Took multivitamins potassium and magnesium 1 hour before bed. I noticed that I woke up a lot and had a hard time falling asleep. No use trying to WILD.

I've been playing Half-Life 2 a lot lately, which would explain the dream's theme. I was in the resistance force of, I guess a harsh regime, in a rundown old dam kind of place. Nobody ever visited there, and it was me, this girl who was Milla Jovovich (trolol) and another guy, this fattish kinda guy, some woman and my sister. And as it later turned out a skinny deranged guy.
Me and Milla spent one 'night' together after I got jealous because she had spent the previous one with the other guy, watching films and stuff. I had no intention of being a romantic, this was a lucid and time was probably running out. So we got straight down to business, she seemed to enjoy it. Next morning I ran up some steps on the side of the dam to the control room where the fat guy was. He offered me a seat, so I took it.
All of a sudden, I hear an alarm sound go off around the dam and everybody starts to panic. We all knew what this was about: the police had come.
Everybody ran for cover, me, the woman and my sister found a little buggy that would be our escape. Me and my sister were outsiders, so the people said to take the buggy and get away from the place, not to worry about them left behind. The buggy was in a state of disrepair, and wouldn't fire up. I guess the woman was a kind of mechanic, but she needed my help in unsticking the main lever and stuff. I could sense the police getting closer. Finally, the buggy's engine started and I jumped in as the designated driver. The woman and my sister jumped on the back.
I hit it. The buggy went quite fast, and we drove down a forest path for a while before coming to a halt in front of a block of wood that blocked the entrance to a piece of land belonging to another rundown structure in a clearing. I rolled the bit of wood a away but then my sister and the woman were both like, "Shhhh can you hear that?".
I listened and indeed heard a pair of voices, getting louder. I looked through the bushes and glimpsed two blue uniforms. We all jumped quickly back in the buggy after I rolled the wood back to its original position and turned around.
We sped towards the dam. When we drove into the area the other guy was like, "What are you doing back here?" but I shouted at him to get out of the way. This is the point where I get too absorbed in the dream and lucidity fails. I jump out of the buggy and run to the guy's hiding place, behind a pile of planks. I dive for cover. I then discover it is quite low.
The police enter the area, and notice the other guy. He comes out of hiding, I follow him, everyone surrounds the two policemen. Then this skinny clearly crazy guy takes a bow and arrow out and draws the bow, aiming it first at a policeman and then at me. Everyone freezes, I put my hands up, moving slowly away. "Don't do it, man", I plead, and then he shoots, and misses, then lunges at me.
We grapple and the world disappears around us. It becomes a map of the world. We fly south, turning around, over some sea or ocean. An eagle appears out of nowhere and I grab on, and fly back to the dam, losing the skinny guy on the way, I think. Recall ends there.

So I believe that dream starts up with me waking up and hurrying to some kind of school. There's a big room (classroom?) with a big table and when you're seated you have one person on each side of you and someone right across the table. I start massaging my temples since I have migraine (which could be because of the fact that I didn't study for the test). Weird thing is that it is an art school, so I don't really get what should have been studied. My classmates start patting me on the back and comforting me, saying that it's okay. Both the migraine and the fact that I didn't study.

...and so the teacher enters and she focuses her attention on me as she hands out the papers. I don't know why, I just know that she does. She has red hair, a knitted pink/red blouse and a white top. I believe she had beige khaki pants.

Later on I'm walking through the halls of the school, which looks like an abanded waterfront warehouse, except there are paintings and art projects high and low. The lighting is dingy and damp, the only light reaching me is from the windows that are a few meters over me, just under the roof. I see a television screen and there's thist artist being interviewed (or maybe he's doing some kind of monologue). Lars Vilks, the artist behind the Muhammed charicatures, crosses my mind. It looks like him and they're both named Lars, but in my mind I know that "he is like Lars Vilks, but another Lars". The feeling was very surreal...

At this point the dream goes very fragmental and I can't be sure about the connection between these parts, although there is a small link in recurring dream characters, although they just appear as shadows and the general feeling in all these parts are the same.

We're out biking and I am on my sisters bike (I don't know how it looks or anything). I'm with a famous TV duo from sweden; Filip och Fredrik. We're on this trail in the woods and in front me is this guy with red hair and dreads... He looks like a crust punk with a smallbrimmed cap, camo-cargo-pants and a black hoodie with some kind of DIY-print on the back. I feel that I'm holding the tempo back by not passing him and I start going by him. // CUT //
We're out on an asphalt road, still in the woods. We're talking and their rapport amazes me. Somehow I'm clued to that one of them, Filip, is an alcoholic and that he can't drink without becoming a total asshole... And that is exactly what happens; he becomes unbearably annoying. In reality however, I think it's the other way around, that Fredrik becomes an asshole when he's drunk.

However, we arrive at our destination, which is my sisters apartment where I am suppoed to leave her bike. Her place is a mix between where she actually lives and where an old friend of mine used to live (we're not friends anymore and he haven't lived there for years). Somewhere between arriving to this house and being on the asphalt road in the woods I sense, more than see, the image of my khaki-wearing teacher.

I think the last part of the dream was my sister being angry with me because I hadn't told her that I was out biking with Filip and Fredrik.

As this dream begins I'm not really sure where we are, but I do believe we are at my fathers fiancees place. It's me, the mother of my children and my soon-to-be-roommate. There are other people there, some of whom I do believe I've met in previous dreams. There's a total of five or six people in the apartment.

The room in which we are at the moment is scarcely decorated. There are blinds covering the window, white walls and a bed with white sheets. There's a TV turned on and a nintendo 64 connected to it. Me and the mother of my children always do a battle royale when there's a N64 present and we do this now to. My soon-to-be-roommate joins in, and as usual he is not competitive while me and the mother of my children and I are competitive to the point where we might just get into a fist fight.

At this point I start to realize that we should get ready for going off to the concert, but the mother of my children and my soon-to-be-roommate kept playing video games. Since I am the kind of person who just puts on my shoes and I'm ready to go anywhere, I started exploring the apartment (which wasn't really my fathers fiancees, even if that was what it felt like). Then my phone rings and it is my father who is going to pick us up, since the concert is in 30 minutes and it takes about an hour (!) to get there. And so, I put my shoes on and tell everybody to get going and I myself run out the door.

I stand outside the apartmentbuilding for quite a while waiting for the mother of my children, but she is taking alot of time getting ready. I call her to see what's up and when she answers the phone she tells me she is trying on outfits. I tell her that we need to get going and in my mind I just know that we're gonna miss "Born to run", which is probably on of the Boss' best songs.

Somehow I end up in a cab. Or a bus, but when I arrive at my destination it's a cab. Although I do remember the bus seats from my hometowns public transport in the dream. Anyhow... We're going through this huge system of roads, with tunnels, bridge, ramps and what have you, and I don't really consider it. I have my favorite cap on (which is now lost) and my wallet in my backpocket. I put the wallet on the seat, right next to me, since it's uncomfortable in my back pocket. I also take my cap off.
In a turn that is tunneled I see a really weird car. It's only got two wheels and it seems like it has disintegrated through rust. The driver is holding a wheel, and there's no motor hood, no roof and almost no body at all, just the skeleton of the car... Except that you can see where the rust has eaten it. For some reason that's the car I end up in when we reach the destination, which is an underground parking garage. When I'm about to pay the driver, I realize my wallet is missing. Ofcourse it fell out while lying on the seat, since there was no doors or walls to keep it inside the car(!).

-THE DREAM MANSION-
The Purple Cape Man
We all have to have that one person you never see before in your life end up in a dream. Most of the time we don't remember them but i remember this character clearly.
He wore a large black and purple cape, much like Dracula from those vampire movies with the long popped collar.
He had long black hair and he looked pale, though not at all vampiric... he had an English accent.. from the UK.
And what was weird is that he ended up in my Dream Mansion, i was wondering around and out of nowhere, he held me captive in my own kitchen explaining how he will destroy my House.
He was obviously evil somewhat and hated me.
That was just another dream fragment from The Dream Mansion dreams i had.

Thoughts = Blue Dreaming State = Red Awake = Black

I went to sleep at about 12:15 a.m. Just before I went to sleep I drank some apple juice, which helps getting lucid.
I can't really remember my first dreams, but about 2 hours after I went to sleep I think I got into a sort of sleep paralasis. [COLOR="red"]Everthing turned black, and to "options" appeared. I could choose the top one, which said follow me, and the bottom one was like an old theater screen with some zombies walking against something. I wasn't quite sure which way to choose, but I knew I had to follow so that I could explore my own mind, though I still don't know what it's telling me at this point. A red text appeared and told me to go with the zombie one, which I then of course did. Everything turned black but I knew I was still moving forward. I thought to myself, shouldn't there be some weird stuff my mind is telling me? So all sorts of random stuff appeared. I summoned a button that could get me the hell out of there is shit went down. I knew that I was getting closer to the target and thing got really uncomfortable so I pressed the button .
I woke up a bit scared but of course also happy, because I hadn't been able to lucis in about a week. I remembered a funny vid on yt, where ppl dressed up as zombies and pranked ppl. So I thought of that so I could calm myself, and then I went back to sleep.

ARE YOU DREAMING??

Everyone has their own fears... well my greatest fear is the grudge. If i see her, i start to panic, breathe really fast, and start crying... yes I'm a little girl when it comes to the grudge but i try my best not to think of her. But i just remembered a dream fragment from THE DREAM MANSION, my house where i live in my dreams... i was having multiple dreams in that mansion. Well i remember walking around when i see her.. right front of me, right away i start to panic and i think okay just think of something different... focus... make her go away. And she disappeared, that was what scared me out of my sleep. I hope not to see her EVER AGAIN.

I have a dream friend that appears in some of my dreams, the only name that pops into my head when i think of him is " Scott". He has long messy blonde hair, like brad pitt from Troy. He wears this brown t shirt and khaki shorts. He looks 16 or 17, about my age and he's freakin nice and cool. But he only appears in very few of my dreams and its mostly just a dream fragment of what he looks like.

Coconut Water

All I remember is that someone was opening a coconut and I was desperate to get some of the water. I could imagine the taste in my dream.

Brush with Lucidity

I was lucid, but I couldn't see anything. I've had this happen before. I knew I was dreaming, but there was nothing around. I was trying to kiss J., but since nothing was around, it didn't work. I had a false awakening and wondered if I were actually awake.

This is when I need to do my reality checks. GOD why didn't I do one?

I'm going to increase my lucid count because I need to know, but it was totally bogus.

This is a past dream i had long ago,
I was in a city, looked much like New York.
Everything was destroyed and smoking, a complete disaster, i see zombies feeding on people and what not.
After observing the place for a minute, i realize.. i have a gun in my hand, my clothes ripped up, dirty, tattered.. my arms scratched, no memory of how that happened.
A zombie sees me and tackles me but i grab him and throw him aside, then shoot him. Another zombie runs towards me, and i aim my gun at him, he quickly knocks it out of my hand and i fall down, the zombie gets on me and tries eating my face but i held him back like leonidas did to that big Persian in 300. As he tried biting my face off, i yelled and that was the end of the dream, VERY SHORT, SLIGHTLY BADASS, A BIT SCARY.

*** This is my first lucid dream ***
I'm in a hallway that's poorly lit, few doors on each side of the hallway. At the end is a door that's slightly open, light on. I walk towards it and find out it's a restroom.. well i see a mirror and decide to look at myself. ( at this time i have no control of the dream nor do i know I'm dreaming ) All of a sudden after looking in the mirror, i become heavy and i glow a bright golden color, at this time I'm granted control of my actions and I'm aware it's a dream. I'm then transported to a new hallway and it's much wider and well lit unlike thelast one. The hall way has a checkered floor black and white.. red curtains on the windows, everything is fancy. At this time I'm , " you're dreaming, you can do anything, just focus." And i clench my fists and open them quickly on an attempt to make fire, but i fail and make sparks and smoke instead. I try a few more times with the same results.. then i snap my right finger like the human torch from fantastic four, and create fire. I see business people walking around so i decide to have some fun, as i walk past them i snap my fingers and flick some fire balls at them, one guy called me a " douche" i laughed. Once i reached the end of the hallway, the dream ended.

me and my mother are driving down a road that almost looks familiar. A white hatchback is infront of us. It swerves and smashes a streetpole. A wheel bounces past us in that sorta comical cliche way. Mom says something like "Damnit!". We drive by slowly. We turn onto the next road and I say "We have to see if he's okay!" I look back and another car is already stopped and helping. She says "Are you kidding? He's corrupt!" () She starts squealing her tires, trying to decide on what to do. She drives away and I get angry at her. Then she stops a little ways down and says "You can go see if he is okay." I say no because I was angry at her. How could she not even care that someone got in a major car crash? At home I said "I cant believe you didnt stop because you just wanted to play farmville."She says "Oh shut up." I turned around, and there was a ham cooking in a pot of boiling water. But the pot was in the sink, not on the stove.

Not really a dream, but two videos related to Akashic Records, she has an interesting point on the records in general, and anyone who is interested should be able to find some kind of appreciation in understanding her perspective on what the Records mean, and how we interpret them.

I already saw one video other than the Akashic Records, and I look forward to seeing all of her videos. I think I need to see more of these things, but still be careful to not be swayed completely into someone's thought process.

The last time I watched a video on the Akashic Records, things happened.....wonder if they'll happen again, except with a better outcome?






I guess you could say I'll be using this as an incubation, hopefully, to find Eva again.

I could even say that watching the first part helped motivate myself to stop thinking the concept of dreams being self-fulfilled prophecies as a negative thing, but as a good thing. Because with all the possibilities out there, even if it may be a way of trying to gain solace that this isn't one path I can take, it did (and I hope the second part that I'll be watching soon will elevate that as well) help me that being open minded is key to believing certain things will happen.

The same applies to how I interpret my dreams, if I believe something will come out of it, based on how I perceive, there's going to be paths of possibilities, and to temporarily refrain from mortal mentalities, maybe I can get into deep dreaming, and see other potential outcomes if I choose to.

This feels very rewarding, not the only the video, but just a boost in confidence again.

We have to believe in something, which will help us access other beliefs and outcomes based on those actions of now.....so whatever choice we make, we can't let the consequence so of it bring us down, but help us keep moving forward.

Expansion.

That seems to be a logical meaning to this life and other lives, not an absolute meaning, but a good one at least.

Woody Allen is filming his new movie, Zelig, yet is so neurotic and socially incompetent that he has hired me to assist him in the project. I am however a mirror image of Woody Allen, in both appearance and mentality. He is not yet a famous director and is living in a small stone brick house with an entrance that is so small you have to lie down and crawl through. During the filming process, I overhear him say that he would love to visit Paris and would film a movie there as an excuse to go. I begin to laugh as I know that in the future he admittedly directs Midnight in Paris for that reason.