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Tuesday April 24, 12. 11:10pm-5am

I had a dream, but I was so tired I couldn’t move, so I fell back to sleep and forgot the whole thing, oh well.

Monday April 23, 12. 12:30pm- 5:30am

My dream faded in and I was sitting in my car talking to my friend Chris. She was telling me about a deal she made with a friend and she wanted my help. Chris is one of my best friends, so of course I said yes. She told me that we had to sleep overnight by the building, in the car to avoid suspicion. So we did, when I woke up I remembered a dream, I grabbed my dream journal and pages fell out of it. I grabbed all the pages and put them back in order, and then I flipped to a blank page and wrote the dream down. By that time Chris woke up and told me it was time. We crept into the building, we were looking for some amazing thing, Chris instructed me that when we find it, it must be put in a taco shell to avoid suspicion. As I looked around I noticed I was in a old fast food joint. There was a big stove, fryers, sandwich making station. There were cobwebs everywhere and it was so dusty and dark. I found this black fuzzy thing. That was it, I grabbed it and put it in the taco. I crept back out to the car, put the taco in it and tried to start my car. My car wouldn’t start! I got out and looked around, my lights have been on all night. I ran back in and told Chris and she said, “no big deal, we can find someone to jump us.” So much for being secretive. We walked outside and a car started turning into the parking lot. I was scared, I didn’t want to get caught. Chris walked up to the car, started to talk and I woke up.-End Dream-

Thoughts- this dream was more detailed than the rest. I told Chris this dream and she laughed so hard, i love it!

In the first dream, I was at some house having a party with friends/family. We started playing some sort of game, but I can't really remember.
One dream was about being at a table with a black family. In this dream it was taking me forever to ask for what I wanted and I was having a hard time.
In the third dream, I kept trying to go somewhere, I think to catch a train, but I couldn't get to it.

My ex-girlfriend is visiting me from whatever state she lived in (irl, the girl lives in the same city as me and she has never been my girlfriend.) We started going back out, I leave to do something at some point, there's this sort of LoL sub-dream that's going on alongside this, and when I get back, she's lost because she went out to help with a search party (derp)
I start getting ready to go search for her, but my dad doesn't seem too happy about it.

I remember something about a movie store and Toys R Us as well.

25.04.2012

(Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at university, it was a sunny day and I was headed to the gym, as I had already finished all my finals. I Was looking around to see if any of my friends were around, but didn't see any familiar faces. The ground started shaking suddenly, forcefuly, everyone stopped walking and we looked at one another. We all silently agreed to walk to the center of the field away from the buldings.

Suddenly the ground started opening and streams of lava were being fired out of the newly opened fissures in the ground, something like this






Some unlucky people were caught in the path of the lava and died painfully, their screams were even painful to hear. People started panicking, every second there were more and more of these streams. I was running, dodging the lava as it shot towards me. I saw a building in the middle of construction and remembered they were building it earthquake-proof. I went in and ran up the stairs, as far away from the ground as possible. 4 flights of stairs later I had reached the top of the construction, and the only way to keep going up was climbing. I climbed as high as I could and then noticed I wasn't the first one to go there.

There were 4 other people besides me in the building. There was a disoute and we were forced to throw one of them down the stairs into what was now a lava pool on the main floor.

The dream skips. It's been a couple of days, and it seems the lava has hardened. We think it's safe to leave the bulding to see how much damage was done, or how severe was the catastrophe. I went to the food court (still on campus), and an inmense feeling of relief filled me when I saw Silvana, my friend, sitting on a bench. I went over and asked her what the hell had happened. She told me it was a natural disaster that occurred all over north america. I asked to borrow her phone to call my family. I called home, and they were all safe and grateful I was alive.

No recall last night.

I had this dream when I was about 5. I was in my house. I walked into a room and there was a Macintosh computer on a desk. As I approached it, a message box came up with a picture of a bomb, accompanied by a female robotic voice speaking in a foreign language. I ran.

The rest of the dream is a complete blur.

4/25/12

WILD

This occurred around an hour into a nap. My roommate was playing music that I could hear through my ceiling.

I woke up and was sleeping on my stomach. I was trying to go back to sleep, and within a few seconds, I realized that I could WILD. I started to feel the tingly distortion in my limbs that lets me know I am somewhat close. I got to the point where I felt that I was in a dream. However, I knew if I tried to open my eyes or move too much, I would wake up.I start with small movements. I can still here Paul's music, which irritates me. Eventually I roll out of the bed and onto the ground. I feel my hands along the carpet and try to get as much tactile sensation as possible to maintain the dream. I still don't have vision, but the carpet feels real. After a minute of this I FA.

I am back in the bed and repeat. I start with slow movements (one of which was a masturbation movement...), get out of the bed, and feel the carpet. I get up and I can see. I go up to Paul's room (actually my mom's in real life). No one is in the room, but I see his computer set up. I wonder if I can just turn off the music when I know I am hearing it in real life. I push a button on the keyboard and it goes off. Finally, some quite. That really made the WILD attempt harder. Speaking of hard, I haven't had sex in a dream in awhile, and I was kind of warming up while stabilizing. I go into another room and see a bed. I look away and expect Heather to be there. She isn't at first glance, but I enter the room and she was tucked behind a pile of blankets. I decide that sex is probably a bad idea but I'll fool around for awhile. We start making out, but she is kissing too hard. It hurts. I tell her that and she backs off a bit. I FA moments later.

I am back in the bed and start moving slightly, stabilizing, and slowly get my vision. I go back up to Paul's room because I can hear the music again. This time he is sitting at his computer. I feel like he will turn the music back on if I just turn it off. So I hit the button, grab the two nearest cords, and tear them across the room. He gets up and tries to fix it, but that will take awhile.

I decide that I was to shoot a gun. I feel under the same bed Heather was in, and grab a handgun. I look out the window and there are people way below. They look like a video game. I aim down the barrel and shoot. Direct hit. I hit another. And another. Every few shots I re-cock it, because I feel that is reloading I guess. I decide to step up my game. There is a mounted rifle next to me. It is fairly small. I look through the scope and it has a red circle. Just then, a group of 20 or so people show up. They are trying to climb the nearby rock face and get in a good defensive position. These guys are harder to hit despite my scope. I shoot at one for awhile and eventually hit him. I shoot at another for awhile before losing the dream.

I was taking notes in spanish class when someone said "why don't we read the hunger games instead?" My teacher asked why, and I responded with "because we love that book." she didn't seem amused, and we kept writing down verbs. Then I appeared inside my house, in the dining room. I walked out of my house and over to the car. It was dark outside. Me and my little brother got into the car and waited for my mom to come out. I was beginning to tell him that I didn't get to learn what "hop" was in Spanish, when another car pulled up parallel to ours, on the other side of the street. Then yet another car came by, passed us, then went backwards and rammed into the other car. Then then our car started moving by itself. It swerved really fast backwards into our driveway, then began to move out into our side yard. We were calling for help but my mom was inside and couldn't hear us. I could see through the window that my step dad was in the house. The car was approaching the tall grass that separates the side yard and the woods next to our house, and I started to panic. But then all of a sudden I realized I was dreaming. I jumped out of the car while it was moving and landed safely on the grass, but my little brother was still in the car. I knew he was a DC, but I still couldn't just let him get hurt in the car. The car hit a bump and flew up, and I tried to teleport my brother to me, but it didn't work, and instead a watermelon fell out of the car's trunk. Then my alarm woke me up.

Night of April 24

3:13- A man was upset because the girl he liked couldn't visit him or something. Anyway, so spirits take those who come close to the house to the man. Anastasia and I went to Dollar General at some point to get somethin and he asked for us. He tried to get Poirot too. Anyway, at some point we rode a flying bison. I want to say I woke up before much else could happen. Not bad in retrospect. There's still 3 more hours.

6:18- I and some other people were in the old science room. But there were trees and microwaves and the room was too big. We cooked love cats because they were mean. Anastasia turned a blind eye to it. Some other people showed up and ran around in the trees. We were all muddy, dirty, ratty and the like.

New Orleans kidnapped white room hall way kiss girl knew frequency eat love room return peace police play sweet tooth ice-cream snow

Had to make notes before leaving for school. Anyway, we were at that fountain at New Orleans in front of the Aquarium. We were walking along just fine. But then the scene changed. I was halfway in a small room. My middle hit the floor and my lower half was gone. Some people had kidnapped me. Then I was in a hall outside that room. Nurses were lined up in the hallway, restraining different looking patients as they were all mirrors. A blonde who looked like Hohenheim, but younger, kissed one of them. I didn't see it but I knew he had and I knew he was my brother somehow.
The monsters ran down the white hallway but it was empty now. They looked rotten but they were stumbling quickly. They ran for a specific room for some reason. The smaller allowed the other to kill him and eat him because the smaller ones loved the bigger ones. The flesh was eaten off their bones like one might eat a chicken leg. I saw it as if I were the one eating this white flesh with green skin. But only for a moment.

In a car with my kidnappers, one I remember as being a blonde with stubble, we were spying on this house but so were the police with the same frequency. It was confusing. It was a small red car and there were black, circular microphone things. There were two of them but I only remember the one. Finally Anastasia and some others stepped out of the old house and onto the brown wooden porch. They ushered us all to be happy and come inside. Problem aside, we did. I lay on a stage with Sweet Tooth, both of us presumed dead. My arms were hidden beneath my brown silk shirt. Ana was beside us, trying not to smile. It was fun.
Later, still at the stage but the play was over. I looked in a fridge for snow. But I didnt find any. A little girl showed Ana and I something like foam but it was spongy to touch and creamy and sweet like ice-cream. It was delicious.*
I dreamt Dad woke us up. He didn't. I know because soon the alarm went off. That's all.

In the kitchen, again.

Cooking something.

Maybe it was a jumbalaya?

It's for a party at a friends house.

Nutmeg?

Super WTF Dude

Well all I remember is being in my house with some blond guy lying on a bed. I was trying to kill him by stabbing him with something that resembled a giant ice pick (shut up frued stay dead and don't interpret this one for me please). I stabbed and stabbed and stabbed... until there was blood all over his clothes but he was still awake. So after stabbing him some more I thought he would at least bleed to death, I left him there. But the fucker got up. I was scared and began backing out. He ripped off his bloody shirt and showed me his bare chest which had no wounds whatsoever. He chased me out of the house with the biggest "fooled ya didn't I!" grin on his face.

Last night I dreamed something about a giant monster.

Then it morphed into me putting on armor, turning into a tree, and agreeing to step into the arena with a friend of mine. We got to the gate of the arena where we were supposed to enter, and it was a gigantic slide. We were going to PvP...in a playground. We're bad like that.

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream characters talking
Purple means possible shared dream person
Green means notes

Got it? Great! Enjoy as always.

Dream #1 an Eggcellent choice.

Im in a crowded store about to buy some chips. And i notice that there is this one Black girl with a stroller with a giant egg inside. I did'nt question it, but right here i begin questioning something. This woman walks in with a huge television set on top of her head, she says its her new hat. (Seriously subconsious WTF!?) I reach in my pocket and start rubbing my totem, and walk out of the storeand enter another store. Im looking for some sort of juice and can't seem to decide waht kind of juice to get. (Dream fades)

Dream #2 Drop the body off here.

Im riding with Natalia in some hippy van. There is a dead body in the trunk, and me and Natalia are yelling at eachother about who should dump the body. She tells me..
"You should do it, because you are the MAN!"
"Oh so now i have to get my hands dirty?" Uh-uh..FUCK THAT!
"AW..DON'T BE SUCH A PUSSY!" You done this plenty of times!
"Thats not the point NATALIA!" Im fucking tired of it though alright!?
"AW..FINE WE WILL BOTH DO IT!"
We get to a lake, and me and Natalia pull the body bag out of the trunk, and drag it across the dirt road. Its night time and it is a full moon, i look up at the moon.
"Stop fucking day dreaming, and help me carry this corpse!"
"ALRIGHT damn..stop yelling at me!"

We get to this bridge, and pick up the body bag and dump it in the lake. Me and Natalia look down at the lake then look at eachother. (dream fades)

Dream #3 Hitting Awareness at Dennys.

Im with a group of people sitting around a table at Dennys eating some food. I think i was eating some Nacho's, And Natalia was with me drinking some pop. (Soda but i call it pop)
These men walk in they look like some Mafioso guys, and Natalia looks over at them and looks at me and says..
"Hey, those men ova there look suspicious." Maybe we should follow them after they leave from here.
"Mmkay ima go run to the bathroom real quik." I walk into the restroom and look at myself in the mirror, I become lucid and put my game face on. Now wearing my usual suit attire i walk out and have a seat back at the table. "Alright how do you want to do this?"
"Whats with that look in your eye tiger?" You finally aware?
"Yea, just needed to have a look at myself in the mirror thats all."
"Lol, for a man you sure do spend alot of time in the mirror looking at yourself."
"Whats wrong with that?"
"Lol nothing tiger."

Final dream High tail the car.

Me and Natalia are in the car high tailing those suspicious men in their car. She is explaining to me, that we should follow them to their hideout. Natalia cruises so we don't look too suspicious, And i reach in the back seat to grab a shotgun. (Natalia calls her Lola)
We watch as the men pull up to this Huge building (almost like a warehouse) And we sit in the car and wait. Its night time and i can barely see anything. Natalia explains to me to write down the name on the building. (I forget the name) But a street light post was shining a little light on these numbers...i remember seeing 40815.
Dream fades and i wake up.

Last night saw me testing out the Dreamz Ipod app for the first time which monitors your movements and plays an audio signal when it senses that you are in REM sleep. Although I did not attain lucidity from this, I found myself laying in bed in two out of my three remembered dreams. I believe that this oddity alongside my excellent recall from last night is result of the heightened awareness of having to sleep with my Ipod underneath the sheets. It should be interesting to test this further over the upcoming nights.

Dream 1

I was waiting outside one of my seminar classrooms and could hear my lecturer (S.M) playing a guitar and singing in a band to what sounded like a sizeable audience who were cheering them on. The first of the songs played was very Hendrix-esque and had a great solo played by S.M whereas the second was 'If' by Pink Floyd. My classmates seemed somewhat irritated at having to wait for this performance to finish before we were able to enter the room although I was very much enjoying it even if for some reason I was listening from a giant bed in the corridor, wearing only my boxers. I think I felt some sense of shame at my state of undress and remember dressing myself underneath the covers.

Dream 2
Again this dream took place with me lying in bed but this time in the middle of what I believe was some kind of airport. With some of my university classmates, although I only remember E.B and J.H. We were possibly on our way to America or somewhere but our flight was cancelled and we were looking for a way back home.

Dream 3
I seemed to be some kind of character in some bizarre take on the Game of Thrones Universe in which I had to execute a talking tomato with an axe. I remember feeling genuinely disgusted with myself after carrying out this "killing".