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15.11.2011

Runing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I Ran around the football field and jared was were i began to run I, Knew he was looking at me. I kept Runing for a long time then i went to the hill cause i saw my old friend Etciel from Middel School and Gladyes from Elemenatry school. The hill was really nice and green and there was a tree. We were talking and laughing i guess though mostly on me. I did not care I thought it was nice to see them. I told them i had to run so i did.

Later....I was in the bus with my friend i think she was gladys but im not sure. I dont quite remmber she was telling me she saw blue lines and weride things been happining to her. I was like really? I wANTED TO INVISTEGATE but i soon started to have the same as here i started to see blue lines all over the place. This lady was doing this stuff to me she said she could do it worse it was almost like the excorsite but... I think it was my mom how plead to her but i guess she was not willing to help. I would twist and turn my body and i would start bleeding.

Moved into some weird he'll house. It was super big and really beautiful on the inside but held some weird spirit inside. There were several dreams inside the house. In the office there was a hole in the floor that would randomly open up. It led to he'll and would eat the soul of anyone who entered. I somehow upset the house and it became super ugly. I had to please it again in order for us to get back in and make it like us again. I remember wanting to let someone fall into the hole. At one point I was Terrence mckenna and I was going to a meeting where people would talk about the supernatural. This happened a few times and there was some weird part about me forgetting an office chair. It was all super long I just forgot most of it

Odd Entertainment:
I was in an entertainment park, there were more people than in my average dreams but still less than in a real park. I was having fun on a stationary ride much like a wave swinger but going a lot higher, when the ride was over I just occasionally jumped the 40m down, someone apparently had a problem with me leaving the ride like that, but I told him to go se someone about it and wether anyone cares, so he just left me alone. In another part of that dream I was ridiculously hungry and I remember some unknown girl (maybe I was there with a group like a class etc.) buying some burgers for me but not finding me though I was always less than 20 meters around. She ended up throwing them away, turning around, seeing me and then running away crying. I was pretty annoyed at my potential free food and food wasted generally as well, not to mention I had no clue what was going on either. And went into one of the restauraints and tried to relax but some other people (probably out of this group) were making a ruckes and one of them poked me and got a threatening reaction from me. They gently left me alone for a moment and as I started to relax in the dream I woke up.

Bazillion years old:
I was outside, it was very cloudy and slightly dark already. Everything looked a bit blue due to the light. I had no clue were I was heading, the place looked remotely like my original town of birth but it was to much off, effectively leaving me not knowing were I was, just knowing I had some sort of target. Out of the grass this dude started to attack me, but I repelled him every single time, potentially injuring him all the time but while he couldn't do anything to me he wasn't eager to give up as well. He eventually told me how ridiculously old he was, something between 10^30 and 10^40 I think, the phrase alone was darn long. But I just tried to go on and kept on fending him off until the dream faded.

Devil Cat:
I was on some sort of huge wall, made out of stone and I could pretty much look down into the land. On the wall was a tower where I went up I think. The main part was about this cat, it was frustrated and told me that people were declaring it as some sort of devil (obviously meant in a negative way). I remember stroking the cat sometime afterwards, she was white with big black dots, and the black dots were a lot warmer than the white.

Sleep
Sleep: 11:30pm-12:30am
Wake: 8:15am
(Time: ~7.5-8.5hrs |5-5.75cycles)

• Margot?
• Movie theater?

Notes: Abrupt awakening

I was either driving or being drove through a sketchy part of a town. I was going pretty fast and all of the sudden the headlights cut out. I didn't think much of it, but then we slammed into a car. It was in the driveway of another house. Both my legs were broken, my left one was broken worse. I was crawling around trying to understand what was happening, and the entire time my ordeal was being narrated by myself in the future.

I remembered part of a dream from last night but the recent problems with recall are starting to get on my nerves. I had 100+ percent of my DVA for all B vitamins (earlier in the day), did a complete day journal before I went to bed, set my WBTB timer for 4 in the morning. And put my journal on my nightstand. I don't even remember waking up to turn off the WBTB alarm so I probably didn't do any WILD attempts. When I woke up at the regular time I was able to write down a fragment of a dream that I was having. I was in the locker room at school and I was with a friend and some woman. The woman and my friend were arguing about a pair of pants, he said that the pants made him look like he was 37 (years old) when he was actually 47 (strange because he is a sophomore in highschool) and woman said he was to old to be wearing those pants. From what I can remember I was just an observer. It was a really stupid dream but at least I remembered some of it. Hopefully my recall will bounce back to its former glory.

Dream 1:

I was picking someone up at my old high school, its weird because that's what i was doing today, picking my sister up at my old high school. So anyways I look around and lunch is over so people are going back to class. There's a group of kids going back and i walk in the crowd, i feel like I'm in high school again, and it feels good. I walk out, its a sunny day, and i go into this one parking lot and i see my ex girlfriend in some kind of hooded purple sweatshirt and jacket, she just looks away and pretends to ignore me as i pass her. I see my coworker Priscilla go to her car but I don't say hi to her. Then I notice my other ex girlfriend is sitting in the trunk of my car, (its a Honda pilot so its not weird to sit off the end, bc its a flat surface) and some random new boyfriend she has. I notice a stick figure made out of ribs someone ate in the windshield wiper of my car. I asked my ex thats sitting in the car if she did it, her boyfriend says he did it, so i start to beat the crap out of him then the dream ends.

Dream 2:

I am at this weird party in the woods and it looks like a halloween - esque party because there's seats made out of straw and barrels everywhere. It looks like its about sundown and it seems as if the forest has walls like in some old video games, one of them is the goldeneye game where you are walking through the forest but there are walls of trees you can't walk past. People are drinking beer and there are different wooden ledges people are standing on, there's always incredibly weird architecture/furniture in my dreams. And when I'm walking around I see the back half of a spider past me on a stack of hey. So instead of hitting it i light a match to burn the spider. Then when i walk towards it it turns into a person and we start trying to put the fire out. Then I heard someone say that the cops were coming and I ran into this weird house with weird furniture. That's when the dream ended.

Dream 3:

Im not really sure whether to classify this as a dream or not but i was still in an area that looked like the party and i was basically awake and half dreaming, except the dream was very vague, almost day dreaming at this point. I was in a field of corn or straw, couldn't really tell. And I started to throw fire with my hands and a crowd of kids started to run away. Then I walked away to what seemed like one of the kids moms and i ordered her to start blowing me, It felt real but then as i was getting a boner in real life i started to wake up. Thats about the end of it

I remember a bus that was supposed to be taking us to Florida but so many things delayed us that by the time we were about to leave I wake up. (I actually do have a trip to Florida in the spring.)

Took a little break from weed, so my dreams are much more clear. Woke up around 5 a.m. this morning and decided I would write this dream down because it felt very real.

First thing I remember was hanging out with Kenny a lot. We were almost like best friends I guess. My heart was kind of confused though, like it thought I was gay and I was starting to like him. I knew that wasn't right, so my unconscious mind set out to figure what was wrong as the dream kept going. I realized that it wasn't Kenny that I was crushing on (lol) but Trang! Suddenly I remembered and had made the connection, because Kenny and Trang were pretty close at one point (probably still are). I remember telling Steven in person I think, and he just laughs.

Dream switches into LoL mode. It's 5v5 and all I remember playing with was Trang lol. She's on the other team with a bunch of her friends (Shannon too I believe), vs. me and all my friends. Not really going into details of the game, but it was pretty fun and it was a good way to "bond," even though it's not realistic, it made me feel closer to her in the dream. I think I end up actually going AFK the last game because my dad needed me and I totally forgot I was playing.

Dream switches and suddenly I see this little kid (not me) opening a Christmas present that was wrapped in scotch tape lol. It turns out to be a paint ball handgun. Then, the little kid becomes me all of a sudden. I load the handgun and start shooting everywhere. There's paint all over the walls and I feel like my parents are going to kill me, but I'll just repaint it before they see. As weird as the dream already is (I've never touched a paintball gun or shot one), my parents see and they say nothing. I decide, eh, time to clean up, so I go into the garage to get the paint, but then I think to myself, "Dude... there's not really paint on the walls, your just in a dream." and decide to go shower. (No lucidity wtfff blah) I remember one tiny little detail where my mom gets mad at me for wiping paint off my face with a dirty cloth, and I respond saying "I'm gonna shower anyway."

Dream switches, and I'm now in bed naked because it was blazing ass hot. I remember feeling like I was Nam, and Dan saying like "Oh I respect that." Weird. All my friends were dressing up for Nikki's 2nd birthday party which was more formal. I wasn't going I think. I was chatting on wc3 it seemed like, and Michelle Han was talking to her friends in /all. I was confused and asked if she was talking to me, she said nah, and she said she was going to a kickback (she referred it to something else, but I forgot). Suddenly she's in my bed with her phone in her hand, on facetime, but on a blackberry. She's literally "showing off" me to her friends when she decided not to go to the kickback I guess lol. I catch a glimpse of what I'm seeing-- people partying, and her best friend Tracy on the other phone. Then I see us, and she's all up on me! Like straight up like she was my girlfriend. As soon as I saw that, she climbed up onto me, kind of stroked my penis up to my chest, and started to look at me. I grabbed her face and I kissed her, but I didn't do anything else because I felt like my friends were around me lol. This is where I woke up and was likeee "damn."

I'm in a blue car we are driving up to a warhouse. We pull up inside and me and four other guys get out with our guns. We climb a ladder to get and advantage point and then we wait. Then they begin to come out out. Men dressed in black armor ran out from different places shooting at us. As I find all of them on my scope I shoot killing them. (The sex part I'll keep to myself.)

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some place like a restaurant. It may have been on the second floor of a bulding. The wall to my right had a couple windows, which may have had thin, white curtains over them. I sat at a small, round table. There was a larger, round table in front of mine.

My family sat down at the larger table. Somebody, possibly my mom, sat down with her chair pulled slightly out and to the side, so she kind of faced me.

My oldest nephew, as he looked when he was young, maybe nine or ten years old, crept up and hid behind the woman's body. I saw him do it. I was pretty sure he'd wanted me to see him, like he was only acting shy so I'd come right up and talk to him.

So I stood up and walked behind the woman. I may have started talking to my nephew.

Dream #2

I was in the driveway of "my family's house." The driveway was on the left side of the house, unlike IWL. My sister had a huge SUV. She and her kids were already inside it. My sister was apparently going to take me somewhere, possibly home or to a hotel. But she asked me to go get some keys out of the house for her.

At first it seemed like these keys may have been for the car, or for some car I was being taken to. We couldn't leave without them. But I may have found these keys.

At some point I was in the hallway, probably on a threshold to a room, talking with my mom. My mom may have seemed to be a lot taller than I, as if she were a giant or I were a kid.

I may have gone back outside to have my sister send me back into the house again. This time my sister needed keys for something for one of my nephews.

My nephew apparently needed to go to the doctor. But the keys were necessary for something regarding either the doctor's office or my nephew's actual body.

I went back into the house. I may have gone into the basement. It seemed like it was taking me a really long time to find the keys. I may have decided to give up and tell my sister that maybe she should look.

But then I was in the kitchen. I opened a drawer and found the keys inside, laying on a blank pad of sketch paper. There were three keys on a ring. They may have been inside a clear, plastic baggie.

Dream #3

I was at some theatre. At first I was in some part of the lobby. I was getting ready to watch some performance like a college or high school performance. Some kids who'd be performing were in the lobby, talking with each other. One of them was a tall, black boy.

Now I was in the theatre with my friend H. We sat in the very front row, on the very left end. The stage seemed normal, though slightly elevated. It was all black, and a blue spotlight shone on it. There may have been something like a wooden-barred cage on the stage.

Something about this performance may have had to do with Kiyoshiro Imawano and, possibly, Ryuichi Sakamoto. My friend H seemed to be really excited about this. But I got mad at her. I told her, "I've seen Kiyoshiro Imawano and ----- (possibly Ryuichi Sakamoto) performing here before!"

I was so mad at H for once more forgetting the details of my life that I had her twisted sideways, down on my lap. I had her head twisted up at a really painful angle toward the stage.

Now the play began. A bunch of kids kept coming out and introducing themselves. The play seemed to be about a bunch of cool, artistic kids all living together. As each kid took introduced him or herself, he or she would take a spot somewhere on stage.

A few black boys walked out and introduced themselves. I recognized one of them as one of the kids talking in the lobby. The stage was now low and bowed out in a kind of wide U-shape. I felt like the stage was smashing against my knees.

I remembered that my friend H had said she didn't have time to come to the show, and how she'd see me to the show and then leave. But, I happily remarked, H had come in and sat down with me. Now the show had started, and H still hadn't tapped my shoulder or anything to let me know she was leaving. She must have wanted to stay!

But I now looked over to H's seat. H was gone. She had left without telling me. She may have left a book in her chair.

This morning I recalled a dream.

Went sleeping 01:30

The dream:
It all started on a flight station. Me, my sister and her boyfriend were gonna order some tickets as we would next day fly to another country and have a couple of days vacation.
We was order tickets through a touchscreen computer, first my sister and her boyfriend made an order for their tickets. Then it was mine turn and I choosed which date I want to fly and then it was not much more to fill in, not what I could see anyway.
We then went to get our tickets and headed home for packing bags and stuffs.

When I'm home I am looking at the ticket and I can now see that it's also written what flight home I have choosen. Was it only 2 days in the other country we would be?
I asked my sister when we are coming home, as I hadn't filled in on the touchscreen computer of what date I want to fly back, because it made up a date automatic.
My sister then make it clear that I have been order my ticket wrong, that I should have picked 1 more day in the other country (idk what country we were going to, but a warm place).

I start packing my bag fast and wonder how many pairs of pants I need, I thought that about 5-10 pairs would be enough for 2-3 days ()
Then I reach the phone and call the airport and asking if they can change it, so I can stay one more day in the country as my sister and her boyfriend would.
But the girl on the phone is telling me that it's not possible as I already have order and taken out my ticket.


And then the dream recall faded.


Woke up 06:30
but kept on sleeping to 08:00 and first then wrote down what dream I'd.

Dream 1
I was jogging in the greenway I could feel the strain in my legs, it felt like I had been jogging for a long time. I saw Brock Lesnar jogging too. A I jogged I came up to a sort of platform that went up in a spiral and as I climbed it I could feel my thighs burning. An old lady was very impressed.

Dream 2
There was a warehouse near the greenway and Omar was there with some other guy. I think Stringer Bell was there and I think they had a gunfight also.

Dream 3
In the Bronx there were crips walking around and they saw some bloods and chased them into a narrow path. Then more bloods and crips showed up there crip girls and blood girls, some younger members showed up in shopping trollies and were pushed down the hill to attack.

It was just weird.

Dream 4
Batista was in bed with a woman and he said something about being cheap. It turned out that is was a promo fro his appearance on Donna (I imagine that she's a talk show host or something). He was wearing a purple shirt open like Vic Vance's leisure suit on GTA:Vice City. The camera zoomed out and I could see a studio and "Donna".

Fragment
I was defending a space station in Combat Evolved. I was holding a rifle and had shot some grunts.

14.11.2011

Contract (WILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Journeying downward, into the dark, the depths, from which there will be no return, I make haste in my flight.

Curved, snaking passageways, of naturally-hewn black rock, mark my ever descending path.

At the end, at the lowest reaches, a god awaits me. And he's thrilled to see me.

First, a test: a battle, versus a cloaked wraith.

I draw my sword from my side, and begin my assault, flashing steel hitting it's mark, but to no avail. I toss it aside, as the wraith strikes with its own blade.

Why do I bother with these anymore? I think to myself as the enemy's weapon strikes my flesh, and stops without making a scratch. It seems almost surprised.

I grab it from the ground at my side. I draw it, five feet long, my true sword, white sheath and ornate, dragon-like grip, given to me by a close friend, so many dreams ago.

My smile is demonic as I lash out, cutting through the wraith as if though it were nothing. Piercing and slashing, every cut is wonderfully perfect, joyfully precise. As I sever the wraith, bit by bit, the god is all but ecstatic.

But there's a problem.

Someone else is here.

“I'll take care of it,” I say, preparing to wipe the man in the shadows.

But the god responds harshly, forbidding me from using that ability in his presence.

Probably for the best, I think, darting to the spy, eviscerating him, and ripping my blade across his throat.

I switch to his perspective and watch myself stand there, powerful and absolute, long, beautiful blade in hand, the god just behind. I feel the warm blood erupt from his open neck, our neck, drenching us in a wet, red warmth. I solemnly experience his demise, fading as he does. . . slowly. . . painfully. . . without hope.

13.11.2011

Specks of Light (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Constant tracing.

Stuck between infinitely constraining parameters.

This is my dream.

Again.

And again.

And again I trace, searching for a way out, a way to break free, but there is none. I'm confined within myself, and I WON'T FUCKING HAVE IT!

I call death upon my constraints, little points of light, wiped out of existence, one by one until only a void remains in my rampage. But soon it's filled, as millions upon millions of shimmering lights are drawn around me.

I could do it; wipe them all out in a single swipe. . . but what are they? Why did wiping those other specks tear at me the way it did?

I'll stop. . .

For now.