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Im checking out what's going in in my back yard when I hear a little commotion. I see a spanish kid out there and he's returned from a fishing trip. I naturally check out what he caught, and he has these huge catfish in a metal barrel. I want to say its only three of them, but they're like three feet long each.

Then I saw a snake he killed. In the dream I called it a python but it had the same colour of a brown rat snake. I didn't get a glimpse of the head or tail but this thing was huge. It's back was probably about 4ft high. It was dead but dang I was so creeped out. I turned around and thought about my snake dream sign but I was too freaked out to really give it a shot.

I woke up in SP and it felt like the snake was directly behind me moving. It took a lot of wil power to just stay still and get my mind off of that crap while it was happening!

ive not been keeping as up to date with my DJ as i should so i am starting a new for 2012......

i woke up this morning between my alarms and i felt i had been dreeming for hours but in actual fact it was about 10 mins.

my dream started with me and some managers from work in the toilet, all the urinals were full and just as i was about to pee it was going all over the place, i went into the cubical and dried off my trackie bottoms as i walked out i saw someone i knew from high school but his expressions were blank. i went out the toilet and all of a sudden i was on my way to some sort of show with my fiancee but it wasnt actually her. when we got there we started making our way to where the show was and i was in some room before the show that had a kind of bridge leading to the hall where we were to go. i remember that i had to go out to my car to get something but i cant remember what it was. so i went all the way back outside but i cant remember getting to my car and all of a sudden im making my way back, i realise im going to be late for the show and start to run back as i get closer im slowing down but this is not on purpose, it is a wait pushing against me and im pretty much at a stand still now. im stopped in an area i can only describe as a level in call of duty. when im standing there a few people are watching me so i decide to say " does anyone ever get that feeling where they are trying to run but going nowhere", all of them replied saying yes. i said i get this all the time (not even realising that i do get this all the time but only when i am dreaming lol) all of a sudden i stop trying to run take a breath and walk slowly. as im making my way in im on a sort of stone bridge and a member of staff looks over a wall and said, you told me you would only be 5 mins, i said i got caught up, she then told me i had to go clear mess up that some kids had made, by this point all the people that were going to this show were out with me now. and i asked the member of staff to repeat who caused the mess and again she said kids, then i said so are the kids gonna clean it and she said no i then told her that it was her job and i would be doing nothing, i went back inside to find myself in this room with the bridge and walked into the hall, i sat at a table where this guy picked up a pound coin and put a hook through it. i said it was fake and the guy gave me the coin and it stated to turn into some sort of putty, i was amazed with this then passed the putty ball i had made onto someone else then woke up.

Dream
It was ROA aka Prom Nite and I was getting a bus in the oppposite direction. I remember seeing Pixie Lott and kissing her. But what I mostly remember is eating popcorn and the time being evening with a faint purple in the sky.

My mates were on the bus too, I remember holding on while we moved. I faintly remember seeing Ben Wilbond.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

Something about the future. All I see now is a blur of images -- like a 1980s music video montage of photos going in really fast step-animation -- or like old laserdisc images when you'd speed them up too fast.

There were two men who looked alike and had a very similar name, possibly something like Elkanah or Keele. One of the men would help me. The other one basically couldn't do anything for me, but would act like he was important to my life, so that I'd think he was the one to help me, and I'd miss the other one. I was already talking to one of the men.

The men both looked kind of like W.C. Fields -- the old style suit, top-hat, and kind of heavy, chubby, white face. They probably even spoke like W.C. Fields -- with the sing-songy, but gruff, salesman-like pitch.



Dream #2

I was standing in some space like an art gallery or a really nice cafe. There were a lot of people there, all really well-off, all dressed really nice.

I stood in a group of four or five people. I'm pretty sure I was myself. But the people all around me were older. We all apparently worked for some company that did movie reviews. A couple of women remarked mockingly about the reviews done by one of my old co-workers, DE.

As she was making the comments, DE walked up from behind me, then past me on my left. He walked to the front of the room and stood in the doorway, talking with another crowd of people. This crowd of people may have been more like young people -- maybe mostly young women.

I kind of agreed with the women in my circle who said that DE made some bad reviews. I didn't think he was very good. But I also liked DE, so I wanted to stand up for him. Plus, I felt bad that he'd overheard the women talking bad about him as he walked past. And he'd seen me listening. So I had to vindicate myself.

I made some kind of mild assertion to the women, kind of incorporating whatever arguments they'd used against DE, and accepting them, but also adding something that I liked about DE.

I was now in a hotel room. The hotel room was pretty big, but kind of dingy. There was more than enough space for two big beds.

There might have been a desk on the wall past the foot of the beds, in the space between the two beds. I also think there were two windows on the same wall. The windows had -- I think -- wood-slatted blinds. The light in the room was incandescent, but horrendously bright, making everything seem even cheaper and dingier.

There was a small, almost cubicle-like space just in front of the bathroom. It was like an L-bracket of a wall, that went up about two and a half meters, so, about one and a half meters short of the ceiling. There was a little desk there, too, with a phone on it.

I was standing back in this space, on the phone. Some co-worker of mine was going back and forth into and out of the bathroom. He was white, with curly, black hair and a little bit of stubble on his face. He may have been arranging his tie.

I don't know what I was waiting on the phone for. But it may have had something to do with my co-worker DE. My other co-worker, while rushing into and out of the bathroom, may have been complaining, in a kind of prissy way, about DE always doing stuff like this.

Now I was in the bathroom, and DE was on the phone. He was talking either to his brother or one of his really close fraternity brothers. He said something like, "Yeah, and you were right about this hotel. We got it really close to that restaurant you were talking about."

I knew that DE's friend had told DE some sort of outrageous story about this restaurant. DE's friend had, at this restaurant, either seen all kinds of really hot girls, or had some monstrosity of a meal combination, or had done something really unbelievable and gotten in trouble. DE was now hoping to have the same experience.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Sleept for a very long time this morning and I woke up exhausted. I needed it though, haven't gotten a good night's sleep since I started working this week. Had a short LD which wasn't very vivid, but it's something to start off the new year with.

23.00: Sleep

09.30: Short LD MILD
I've just killed a bunch of animals with a filet knife. It's not like I've done it because I enjoyed it, I get the feeling that they were suffering. A woman in an excavator apparently doesn't agree with me. She tries to kill me by slamming the excavator arm down on me. I jump away and try to hide from her behind some tries. In two swift strokes all the trees are gone and I'm about to be next. I jump to the right and head through an open wooden gate. I close the doors just as she's about to crush me. "Don't forget to lock them" she yells at me. I put my hand on them and think "lock" and they do. I look around. I'm in the middle of an old Japanese style temple shaped like a square.

I become lucid and figure I have to escape through the door on the other side before she can come back around. I spot a motorbike and get on. For some reason I'm holding a samurai sword. I put it away behind my back, imagining having a scabbard there just like "Blade" does. I start the bike and take off down a narrow road. I look to my left and can see the excavator going down the road on the other side. I take a shortcut which the murderous bitch didn't foresee and end up going past just behind her. I'm not going faster than 70 km/h though and that is way too slow. I look down at the engine and imagine it getting more horse powers. The engine slowly starts to produce a high pitched sound just like a formel one car does, and the pistons starts glowing just like in the cinematic intro for "Starcraft 2". I am soon going really fast, but the dream fades.

11.00: DV party
I'm with some guy infront of a supermarket. He starts complaining about the price of the stuff he just bought. "I should have gotten a discount man!" he tells me angrily. We head back into the store to find out why he didn't get a discount. We arrive at the soda section and I take a look at his receipt. I grab the sign we were watching before and rip the paper off. "Here, why didn't this apply?!" I ask a girl working there. She explains to us that he couldn't take different kinds of soda, only exactly what it says on the sign.

There's some commotion nearby and I check it out. In a sofa just around the corner is Xei, Limitless and Auron and a bunch of other people I don't recognise. They're watching as Xei is trying to down a shot of black booze, but he fails. "Ah don't be mean, he's not used to that" Limitless says and takes the rest of his shot. I greet with everyone. "Shouldn't we be drinking something stronger?" I ask and ask my friend to bring out some Shockwave (the liqueur) from the fridge. "Let's do tequila shots! Limitless and Matte you guys do it!" someone yells out. "Yeah sure" I say and grab a pair of sunglasses and put them on. Limitless starts taking photos of me and I flex since I have got no shirt on.

11.00: Playing Battlefield
I'm playing "Battlefield" and I'm flying an old school propeller plane. I circle around a small town in search for the other plane and soon find it. My friend Henrik is watching me play. I take the other plane out with a few bursts from my machinegun. I land the plane and shoot a guy. I keep on shooting people that pops up. The weapons seem to change though, first they're really old but as the game progresses they change into World War 2 weapons, and then modern ones. I'm being cornered in a basement by everyone on the server, they're intent on taking me out. I throw grenades and shoot them in the face with a shotgun. After a long time Henrik asks if he can play. "I'll just die first" I say and check the score. 89 kills and 10 death's. "Wow I rock" I say and continue to kill people.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 12 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Telekinesis in my next LD, hopefully tomorrow morning.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

thu January 5th 2012
23:00 - 9:00

Drank some coffee before bed, tried sleep paralysis. Didn't work - at all. Seems like I just can't fall asleep on my back, so my efforts might be fruitless forever. Did some relaxation and "I will wake up and remember"-mantra.

The whole dream felt like it was from the series "Breaking Bad" (which I adore, btw). The strangest part was that I couldn't make up what part I played, like I was seeing the dream from different angles. We're standing at the laundry-factory: me(?), a girl, another younger boy/girl(?) and some other guy. The girls are sitting in a box of pillows, watching TV. I'm leaning over the edge, talking with them, occasionaly glancing at the TV. This other dude shows up and starts messing around with the older girl. The younger one doesn't seem to notice, she's more interested in the TV. I'm just standing there, pretty uncomfortable.
Then I see Gus pulling up and he gets blocked by another car, they're juking back and forth trying to pass eachother.
Someone comes along on a scooter that - next time I see this, it better be my RC - has a front wheel that looks like a rabbit-backpack. The older girl expresses her wish to have one of those. Somehow she gets it and I'm thinking: "It will probably get stolen near that lousy appartment she lives at."

I woke up 6:45, but didn't remember to lay still and reconstruct my dream better. So I tried to stay up for a while, listened to some music, read in LaBerge's book, did a little crossword puzzle (seems I suck at those). Didn't fall asleep fast, but faster than the first time. No dream recall of this second period though.

This is the first time I wrote down my dreams after waking up. I'm new to Lucid dreaming, meditating and the whole Dream Views community and I'm very excited to get started. I promised myself to start a dream journal to improve my dream recall. I'm also trying to DILD and WBTB WILD. Over the past several weeks I've tried to WILD in the beginning of the evening, not knowing that it was an uphill battle. They turned out to become meditation sessions where my limbs got numb and I felt waves of energy, but no Sleep Paralysis.

When I woke up, I was able to recall three dreams. After writing the first one down, I forgot about the third one (in which I thought I was lucid). The other two are non-lucid.

Dream one
I had a moped of some sort and, although I don't know how they work, I drove to a friend of mine in Tilburg (a city in the Netherlands). I didn't want to ring the bell for some reason, but after waiting a few seconds I didn't have to anyways. It was pretty busy, there were a lot of decadent people there. It looked like some kind of party. A woman holding a big bunch of flowers was let into the building, I followed her inside.

I noticed that I was at the wrong house. My best friend lived here in my dreams, but he had moved away. (I've never seen the house awake). I looked around and noticed that his room (as well as other rooms) was completely demolished. There now was a very big amount of space inside the house and it looked like they were creating a theater out of it. I walked trough the construction site and went back outside trough an open wall to my moped. I drove off to the new location.

The new location was another friends house. I had trouble parking the moped since I didn't know how to put it away safely. I fiddled with the buttons and handles and at one point just took the keys and went inside the house. My friend and his girlfriend were there and his room was HUGE. There was a lot of space, but also a lot of clutter. It looked like his rooms was used as a storage room as well. As I walked trough the rooms and admired it, we talked for a bit. At one point I noticed the huge windows and joked that they would be awesome to have sex against. My friend thought that they wouldn't hold that.

At this point my best friend (from the first house) appeared together with an unknown and very ugly girl. She was hideous. I can't really remember what exactly happened, but at one point the girl was partially undressing herself, which I didn't really want to see. I felt rather uncomfortable and thought that I was interrupting something. As I was about to leave, my best friend told me he thought he would get laid. He looked pretty unsure about it, but also looked happy. I was glad for him and assumed that they would have some weird kind of four-way. I didn't want to be part of that, nor see it. So I said goodbye and drove off on my moped.

I'm amazed by the details I remembered when I woke up. As I was writing this down, more and more parts came back to me. I didn't know that I was able to do this at all. It's awesome!

Dream two
I'm in my hometown, a few streets away from my parents' house. The town has grown a lot from what it looks like in the waking life. There are a lot of new buildings, the industrial area has grown a lot. In the distance there is a huge highway about 15 meters above the ground (I've been there in previous dreams). And there is an abandoned railway track over there where an accident has happened. A train wreck containing nuclear waste is standing there, making it unsafe to go there.

I notice that a bunch of kids are playing on a busy road. It's rather dangerous and I'm worried that something might happen. I shout to one of them to warn them. The boy looks at me and at the same time almost gets run over by a car. The other kids are running trough gardens and piss off the elderly owners of that garden. Not because they're bad kids, but because there's no place for them to play around.

I stop and start to think about a place for them to play safely without pissing other people off. At first I can't think of any places. In a previous dream I noticed that there was a lot of room under the highway up ahead. The highway was at least 15 meters high, so the place underneath it was abandoned. But due to the train wreck with the nuclear waste, it probably wasn't a good idea to send the kids there. Some other places crossed my mind, but they were also unsafe. Finally I thought of two placed where I used to skateboard as a kid. I told the kids about them, but warned them that a lot of people park their cars there. At this point my dream faded.

There was a third dream, in which I thought I was lucid, but it was very vague and I can't remember it.

The dream starts off with me and a couple of my friends spending time on the terrace of my house. After a long day, we had decided to cool off just resting and talking to each other. After a while we hear a commotion on the streets a little away from my house. My friends look over the parapet wall trying to catch a glimpse. I climb up a ladder and go on top of the small room on the terrace to get a better view.


We see a procession, a march of sorts on the street with elephants and few other animals. We start to enjoy it when the elephants just go mad and start running wildly everywhere. The people nearby scatter to find some shelter, but just ended up coming under the feet of the stampeding pachyderms. Few of the elephants start running towards my building with people running ahead of them trying to escape.


I climb down as quickly as I can and start going downstairs to try and help them out. But as I descend the stairs and approach the gates, I see an elephant right in front of the gate staring at me, with wild rage in its eyes and a strange marking on its forehead. Without waiting for it to charge, I just double back on myself and run up the stairs, back to the terrace. As I make it up there, we hear screams from all sorts of animals making their way towards my house.


Suddenly, we see an old lady jumping from roof to roof and coming towards us from our left. Before we can figure anything out, she’ll be on our terrace. My friends just backed away from where she landed but I just keep staring at her. Then she starts walking up to me, oblivious to all that is happening, with a sense of urgency and a hint of desperation in her eyes. She just grabs my hand and starts speaking in a trance-like state of a prophecy yet to be fulfilled and of forces out to get me no matter the consequences. I’ll be trying to figure out what she’s saying when a friend spots a hot-air balloon right on top of our building. The old lady breaks her trance with this and looks up at the balloon. She notices an insignia on it, same as the strange marking on the elephant and tells, “They’re here.”


Just then we hear a bird’s screech nearby. I look down and see a giant Emu-like bird on the street just a little away from where the elephant stood. It had a long sharp beak like that of a Toucan and a pelican-like neck with strong sturdy legs. But the elephant seemed to have disappeared as well as the hot-air balloon above. The bird seemed to be searching for something and just then it looks up and at me. It’ll give another shrill screech and jumps up onto some railings of the building opposite to mine and in the second leap onto our terrace.


My friends all scream and start running away as I look for something to defend myself. I’ll find a piece of wood lying near me and as I try to get it, the bird lunges at me. I dive forward and pick up the piece of wood at the same time and turn just in time to see the bird lunging at me again. I dodge it shift to my right. Now I’m face-to-face with this beast with nothing but a piece of wood to defend myself. My friends manage to get down but the old lady will be standing just a little away.


The bird keeps trying to jab me with its long beak which I try to dodge as much or parry it with the piece of wood. Once I manage to get a good strike at the bird’s beak which makes it lose its balance and topples to my left. I seize the moment and lunge at it from my right. I get on top of the bird pinning it down while laying a big strike on its head. It’ll still be struggling to get free when I hold its head and beak and twist it hard with all my strength till I hear a snap and the bird stops struggling.


I’ll be staring down at the bird taking in the magnitude of what I’d just done, unable to believe what just happened. I get off the bird and come to the old lady for some explanations. But the lady just goes into another trance-like state, mumbling words I couldn’t understand. Then we hear an elephant’s trumpet, but it appears to be coming from above us. I look up to see the hot-air balloon floating over my building again, but this time suspending the elephant that I encountered at the gates. I could see the strange marking on its forehead again and the same wild rage in its eyes as the hot-air balloon descended slowly towards me. It got closer and closer and..........






I woke up.


It was a thrilling dream and I woke up with sweat covering my whole body and an excitement like none other.

Well I lied in bed yesterday trying the WILD method.
I liked listening to some relaxing sounds (water dripping into a river). And I did it so that all my body got relaxed (felt like slowly a blanket was laid on top of me from the feet and up). I lied with closed eyes focusing on some wierd patterns appearing before me. I felt like the body was totally not-awake and 3 times I felt like I a little rapid movement in my whole body and I tought "Oh this must be the thing descirbed as 'stepping into the lucid dream'".

When I suddly fell asleep I dreamt I was an FBI agent. I was watching some robbers. some how I could switch from beeing the agent from beeing the robber and back. When beeing the robber I felt that my teeth was near to fall out and when I got back to the FBI agents body again I bit my teeth and felt that they were stable, went back to the robbers body and bit my teeth there and they almost fell out. I did this a couple of times and then I changed into my self (I think i was awake now) and tried to bit me teeth, and they were stable soo I went back to the dream again and did the same thing with the FBI agent and the robber again.

I was like ½ aware of what was happning while I dreamt I think.

it was like entering a friends house somewhere you've been a thousand times you're not afraid of being there though you always have some small thred of reservations about having to stay there, its a little out of your comfort zone but still curiosity involves, it started as me realizing "well im here, i need to stay here, theres something good about this place, and something familiar and devestating all at the same moment" first i was introduced to this girl, i think blond girl age around ???well younger than me but not by much...there was something familiar and well having to say intimate about being so close to her again...she needed my help but she never spoke, it was almost like a sixth sense picking up on it, i had to help her, i knew about 50% that i was in a state of dreaming, this wasnt my most lucid dream but it was the most recent, so all in all the dream shifted to a very extravagant state where there was enemies all around but not seen, all i knew is if i save this girl, if i protect her, it will bring me what i was looking for, "in a sense i dont even know what that en tales so i went to a point of exhaustion doing random things that made all the sense in the LD but in retrospect it was a very abstract lucid dream and at every turn she became more apparent to me it felt as if we knew each other from long and long ago back when all life was just a mystery to uncover and we did it together from childhood we knew each other she was there in every great moment of my younger life, i was so blindly determined to be next to this Memorabilia from childhood it was like a calling i remember thinking i cant leave now, not not...just then i had succsesfully hounded off the intruders and turned to look at her being taken off by a boy, a boy i didnt recognize she looked almost sad in her eyes but a sense of familiarity towards the boy i knew she knew him and was half sure she'd be fine but it was like a voice saying its not your time, not now...i was so frustrated by all this i wanted to leave, to leave and forget all this, before i woke into conscience i clearly heard a sweet goodbye from this ghost of a friend that i mabey once thought i knew in a past i may have never had......

Well, I had absolutely zero recall from last night. Zip, zero, zilch. But keeping with my new year resolution, I'm getting on here to read other journals and post that I had no dream recall. I am hoping this focus on dreams will help make sure I remember some dreams tonight!

The dream started with me walking along a building's corridor with a person. For some reason I had to check my hands when I thought about reality checks and found my hands were blurry and hence deduced that I was dreaming and went Lucid.

I also remembered a Task-of-the-month for December about flying up and finding the source of snow, so I run out of the building through glass doors and onto what looked like a parking lot. I look up and try to jump in order to fly but I easily come back to the ground. Then I remembered an entry in a post about imagining having wings to fly up, so I imagine having wings and soon felt them on my back. So I try flying up using the wings, but I feel too heavy and barely manage to lift my body a few feet all the while the wings take me backwards like I'm being pulled from behind.

Then I woke up for a brief moment and shifted in my bed so a lot of details escaped me, then tried to get back to the same dream by imagining what all happened in the first dream and I soon find myself on a road(but not lucid yet) Then I again try to look at my hands and then realize again that I'm dreaming and the thoughts from previous dream come flooding all at once.

Again I imagine having wings and flying up, soon enough I am flying with the help of the wings. This time though it is easier and I'm moving forwards as I go up. Soon I'm able to fly high enough to see the clouds nearing. As I'm just inches from the clouds I get very excited and flap my wings harder to breach the clouds. But as soon as I breached the clouds and came up, I felt a moment of serenity before the dream dispersed.

I just joined DV yesterday, and was surprised I could try the techniques so easily This is my first DJ entry so the post might be very raw. Sorry for that

January 5, 2012

Synopsis: we take refuge from a red raging tornado, lucid, escape military and imagine a new scene - a beach

Note: I woke up in the middle of the night and tried to recall the dream I just had. All I remember was that it had something to do with someone being healed. Their legs? Ayurveda? I realized now's a good time to try a lucid dream induction. I didn't, I just fell asleep instead. But its the thought that counts!

Red Tornado - Calm Beach
I'm walking with a group of friends in the industrial part of the city and were just having a good time. That was until I saw the red storm. "What is that? Do you see that?"

A massive thunderhead was sweeping down in a funnel shape just next to the lake under the highway overpass. The storm was glowing red. And as the funnel became a tornado it was like the red was a shaft of light in its center.

"We need to take cover!"

There was an abandoned warehouse like building nearby. But it was also right next to the path of the red tornado. As we ran inside I thought it was strange that the red tornado was stationary. It didn't seem to be moving and it was silent.

The inside of the building was weird. It was mostly empty, with dark concrete walls. Dark because of the lack of lightning, kind of like a parking garage.

"There's a basement level, that'll be the safest spot" said an older man who was now leading our group that grew into 20+ people.

We ran down the flight of stairs, which were really abstract. When we got down there I looked out the windows.

"Why are we on the third level? I thought we were going down?"

Its true, some how running down the stairs took us several floors up. We examined the staircase and determined it was missing a level or somehow that level was twisted the wrong way. We can see the ground level with the cars from way up here.

Back up we go, which takes us down. All is quiet now. There's only one light on in the "living room" of this vast empty basement. Without the company of friends, this place is creepy.

I don't remember why but I went down *back up* by myself - to get something or look for something. When I came back up to the basement everyone was gone. There was no way they could leave without me noticing, there's only one door and I crossed it going back up.

They vanished.

"Hello? Hello?"

I get that strange feeling I've gotten before, they vanished because they never were. I don't want to stay here anymore, the place only feels darker. I quickly run out of the closest window, lucid. The storm is gone. Excited that I'm dreaming I observe my environment. I start with the items closest to me. The brick wall. I touch it, its gritty. There's a vase on top of a post.

So shiny it looks so real! I tap on it and it makes a hollow sound. I put my palm on it and try to merge my hand into it but I can't. It feels too solid. I realized I do this a lot as a RC in waking life, and that its not a very good reliable RC for me.

The military show up on the scene. What do they want? I just try to mind my own business and go the other way, into this weird cityscape that looks like a bad video game layout. But they follow me. I try to lose them and they give chase.

They chase me into an area that looks like the isles of a walmart were tossed into a field, and lots and lots of boxes. Dream characters start to shout at me as the military men get closer. They're blaming, they're telling me how horrible this dream world is and its all my fault.

"Get her!"

I finally lose them in the field of isles and boxes. I hide underneath a table hidden by cardboard, I hope they didn't see me. I want to change this dream scene!

I close my eyes and imagine the ocean instead. At first it feels like nothing is happening, I swear I'm still just underneath this table. But I give it a few moments, waiting for a cue. There. I felt it. I dunno, it just feels different. I open my eyes to a sandy strip with Hawaiians and tourists dancing.

Cool. I saw people I recognized from waking life. Happy I shouted "were dreaming! were dreaming! hey, are you listening? this is a dream!". But they just nodded their head at me. I couldn't remember where I met them from, so my dream gave me dream-memories. I remembered them from a strange class.

The dance is over and everyone is gathered by a stone wall. My vision blurs in and out. I can't feel the ground. There's almost no sound. I figured this was sign I could wake up anytime soon. So I didn't feel like sitting by the wall listening to some old bearded man yap on.

I saw a tree with huge candy fruit of every color. I take a huge bite, but instead of something sweet, its more like a mild lemon.

I woke up. Its a FA actually. I tell my sisters about my dream. My room is totally facing the wrong wall. And then I wake up for real. (or did I?)

I had an odd dream last night of going to a restaurant with some friends. It started out with me talking them at some sort of fancy restaurant in the afternoon. While I can't remember specifics, I remember getting smacked upside the head by one of my friends because I said something that might have offended the owners. After we ate our lunch, I recall a voice saying "Departing" and the rooms started split up and move. Each room transformed itself into a passenger car on a train and linked together before finally moving to wherever it was going. A bunch of children with chaperons happened to be placed in the car with us. One of my friends complained because the kids were getting too rowdy, but nobody did anything. That's when I remember waking up.

Pretty interesting dream if you ask me. I think waking up earlier is making it easier to remember dreams, though I wonder if I might get used to it and fall into a dry spell. Hopefully not. Happy Dreaming everyone!

Last night was underwhelming once again in terms of dream recall - or I should say last day, and I only slept 6 hours. I have been struggling to sleep at night and it's interfering with my recall. Compared to my usual recall this has not been at all worse though. I am still struggling in cultivating a habit of actually making notes of my dreams right after I wake up. I should just do it. On a brighter note I have remembered at least fragments on five days in a row. Probably doesn't sound much especially coming from a guy that has been into LDs for three years, but my record stands at mere 27 days in a row. I hope that I beat it come the end of the January.

So anyway that means that you're in for another "classic" dream. As always I'm only rewriting the lengthy or otherwise memorable dreams here.

Zombies vs. Christians
Date: March 5th, 2009
Lucid: No
I was playing some kind of a hack 'n' slash multiplayer game - except that in my dreams, games are never games but rather I'm really in their worlds. There were two sides - Zombies and Christians. Your standard match-up... not. I was fighting with a battle-axe and our team was fighting along some ramp, slaying our opponents. I was obviously on the zombie side as I'm so vehemently anti-christian.

The main group of opponents started coming up the ramp. There was some kind of fence on the ramp, but that would have been easily surpassed should they have wanted it - but I guess they didn't see us, as they went into some mansion through the door behind the ramp.

I followed them. Inside the mansion there were coffins. I presumed that there would be zombies inside the coffins, but no. The zombies were lying on the tables in the next room, where I noticed one of the Christians crouching and "defusing" the zombie with his cross. Similarly how the bomb is defused in Counter-Strike. WTF? Zombie Counter-Strike? I'd play that. It's a bit odd though, usually in games and movies zombies are just shot to pieces, not "defused" with a cross... Well, whatever. Anyway I was in control of these lying zombies. At some point they got up and started walking whenever I was looking.

I took something that look like a pancake, inserted it into my mouth. I needed to speak into it to command the zombies. I hadn't done that earlier because it would have given off my location. Now the room only had some woman with my zombie. I put it into my mouth and commanded... "Kill me." Oops. I don't know what brainfuck happened there, but even the zombie looked surprised. Then it started to walk towards me. "No no no, kill the woman", I corrected myself then.

The zombie took it's time on killing the woman and she didn't look at all happy about my command. She started walking towards me ominously.

I retreated outside, constantly repeating the command "kill the woman!" through the pancake, or whatever. The zombie and the woman kept following me. Once I was outside, some of my teammates, who for some reason were just idling outside, came to my assist.

All the sudden some guy comes up to the zombie and says that he is sick of it doing things so slowly. The guy kept talking and I don't remember what he said in between, but somehow he managed to shift the subject to some new law, that said that you couldn't play more than 250 hands of poker a day anymore. He told that it was frustrating, especially for a pro like him, given that he had to meet the betting requirements of bonuses etc.

I just looked at him flabbergasted. I had forgotten about zombies and all. The I collected myself and just answered: "I'm not obeying that law."

That's it, now to wait when the Zombie Counter-Strike gets published.