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[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic
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[COLOR="silver"]This time I tried the "numb" my legs method again, and this time I fell asleep unconsciously.
I will keep trying this weird technique every night, because even if can't stay aware, it felt like I was more aware of my dreams when sleeping on my back.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I had some dreams, but I am not going to note my dreams anymore, because I am gonig to try to develop complete natural dream recall, my dreams are gonig to become my memories too! If I don't remember one dream well, then I was not aware of it enough, so I am forcing myself to remember more and to become more aware.

I had one long neverending dream, but it was a really cool dream. I were in my school talking to some friends, and then we went to a lesson called "Lucid dreaming class". In the dream this was completely normal for me and I went in there to meet my teacher. I noticed that I was very tired during the class and I fell asleep, within the dream. I started to dream and I become lucid.[/COLOR] [COLOR="red"]I were standing in my friend's house and I thought "If I want to stabilise this dream I have to do it aggressively and I started to look at every object in the room, but I never stabilised my "Mind" or my other senses.
So this was just a brief moment of lucidity, because I forgot that I was dreaming, although the dream was still very vivid.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"].
I was still dreaming that I was lucid though...
I met my friend and we were going to watch tv and when we opened the door we saw a couple having sex!
We immediatelly closed the door and looked chocked at each other. We then peaked through the keyhole and saw a really beautiful woman with an ugly little man. My friend told me that he wanted to have sex with her so badly and asked me if I could make that happend. And I said "Sure I can make that man go away and you can take his place". So I ran into the room and heard her moaning, and I jumped into the bed and grabbed the man's leg and throw him out of the room haha.
Then my friend went in there and I got out.

Then I woke up inside the classroom again, and thought I was awake. The teacher was giving a lot of wrong information about lucid dreaming and I got angry and protested. The other looked weird at me, but I just ignored them. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up for real. I am going to keep doing this normal WILD -> DILD style on weekdays. But on weekend I think I am going to do the bullet proof timer method, just to make sure that I can pracctise dream stabilisation every week. The timer method is great although, when you get lucid, you only have some mniutes before you lose it, but when I think about it what differs that from the other lucidity moment I have ^^ ?
But I also want to be a "natural" so the timer method will work as a break from that pracctise.[/COLOR]

1) FA from a dream, and I am hugging my pillow. Roommate has a friend over, a massive white guy with samurai like clothes (tattoos, sumo wrestler may be a better description). As I “wake up”, I turn my right hand and clench my fist. It is difficult to move and tingles, like it is lagging or something… I stand up, RC with my hands and become LUCID. I leave the room, walk down a dark gray hallway to the elevators. (Not like dorm. Like a business style lobby)

When I arrive at the bottom of the elevator, I walk into a Rapture- like setting. Dark, strewn with rubble, and devoid of life. Walking around, I find a sealed door and a restaurant setting, booths with tables. People are sitting there, and they are dressed like the Joker. Each isn’t moving. I shine a light on one, see reddish-pink eyes, and it seems alive.

-Skip-

I am in a home, what I view as mine. Still LUCID. A mother (or guide) figure is there, and she is talking to me about dreams and the like. I had asked her how to improve dreaming or something of the sort.
“You should allow people to call you.”
“Wait, so has my severing of connections to other people hurt my ability to share dreams?”
“I don’t know, maybe.”

-Skip-

“Write down your dreams. They have messages for you that you are missing.”

21-09-11 Intend on finding Kaomea, which I hope I didn't unless she was one of the saving figures ^^

Though the tone might be laxed, I awoke from both these dreams laced in sweat, in particular the last one was freaky, and as a result I remained awake and typed them out to see I could get rid of the residual terror. First nightmare in 4 years and I get two in a night.

times are GMT +1

Mermaids are Malicious Motherfuckers! Aka “What is with Faeries and power tools?”

00:00 – 02:30

The dream might start out earlier, but one of the first things I recall is walking around with a power drill and small plugs in order to find a suitable spot to put up my mirror. I am still not quite convinced that it is actually necessary to exert the effort and put it up.

Skip

I am watching television with my flatmate or similar and I plug in some headphones and start listening to some music and hug up on the couch a bit. After a while my flatmate gets the hint and leaves my room so I can get some sleep.

I end up not sleeping, but sort of just skip to the next point of awareness where I am just done reading what I am supposed to for the following day. Then I realise that it is quite funny that I have been so skeptical about the whole 22 debate, when I yesterday (which actually happened) came to myself from meditation at 22:22 and was amazed that I hadn't spent more time. That I had just read something about numbers that fit the thread. And all of this started to happen only when I started looking into shared dreaming in terms of psychological approaches.

Anyways the time is just after 4 in the morning and my dad briefly awakes to ask me if I have slept at all, to which I reply I haven't but I am pleased to be done with the reading I am supposed to do. There is a Christmas tree in the middle of the room and on the other side of it there is this guy, played by your average villain (don't think I have ever known his name, but he is quite famous, reminds me a bit of Dennis Leary).

He tells me that he can get me access to quite the number of scientific journals. Which, as I am putting down the stuff I was just using, respectfully decline, simply based on the fact that I haven't got the time to take anything else on at the minute.

Something about my Auntie.

Skip

The next part of the dream includes me walking along with two people, though beings might be more accurate and there might be another actual person, a woman, besides me. The reason beings might be in order is that I think it is two faeries each carrying a power drill.

The first one is “the prober”, who drills into another realm (this realm sort of abide to the laws of the Nevernever, hence my suspicion that I was dealing with faeries) and check if it is safe to pass. The other guy has the drill that will actually open a portal and transport me into the other realm.

The first attempt of the prober results in him almost getting hit by a train, I actually hear the sound of it approaching and the horn it blows to get the faerie out of the way. The faerie tries again a bit to the right of his original spot, but the train is still there, but now he knows where we are supposed to drill in order to achieve “safe” passage.

The other faerie comes up and start drilling into this orange plastic thingy. It “is” cone used for road construction and such, but it looks nothing like it. The drill snaps and the other faerie explains that this is a good sign, it means that we have hit the right spot.

The dream changes character.

I go through and I am underwater, I hear a narrator explaining “you should expect the water there to be very hot” and basically just commenting on my general situation. I talk a bit to myself about how I feel the heat that it is indeed close to boiling point, before I turn around.

Idiots!

They weren't supposed to follow me in this soon, they are going to get themselves in trouble. There are three people there a Danish pop duo, who I have little respect for and a black guy, that might be Lafayette off true blood.

I start waving my hands towards them, but there is something on my hands that closely resembles the function of a cheese grater and I start peeling off think layers off their flesh. I look around and the Mermaids are here, not sure if they were mermaids as such, they didn't have the classic tail, though they lived in water.

A black mermaid is wrapped around the black guy. She is holding the big circular lump of skin that has come off his face, she is sucking and licking it. The black guy is just standing there, I think all of them are under a spell.

I walk into this dome where the two others are suffering similarly, the mermaids just happy that I did the groundwork of flaying them for them. I start fleeing and I am somehow dragging the guys with me. There is now this slow moving hiphop beat and as the black guys starts moving the mermaid is still holding onto the lump of skin. I think she has to let it go though she is sucking and licking it frantically and she joins in the beat adding the lyrics “I am going to go and avenge my brain” indicating that she feels wronged for having to let go of her food.
…................

Ghost Therapist for Psychotic German Sexual/Paternal issues included.

02:30-04:45

Fuck me, getting shivers just starting to describe this. I have these sensations when I am briefly awake from the last dream that it is not only me looking through my own awareness. I shake it off and try and get back to sleep.

The dream starts in some sort of dungeon. We are headed into a dragon's cave, though I don't think I am particularly strong enough to enter. My flatmate might be along with me, though he might first be joining us at a later time. Since I decide I am not strong enough to enter I get some treassure and I say out in general that it is one of the cooler things about Dragons, their decisiveness and willingness to hand out the goods.

The treasure is in a small tin can and contain some rubbish I can't use and some small coins with ex American presidents on them.

The dream then shifts to my flatmate and I talking about these coins and how they are used throughout the game changing from level to level and used for gambling, which means that early stuff currency becomes obsolete over time.

Skip.

I am in living room and I am a therapist. I am working with this guy whom I know is dangerous. He has currently trapped his dad in the toilet for some strange reason. I walk to the kitchen sink at one point and look out the window, it looks like it is daytime. More importantly I get contact with the guy's dad, played by John Malcovitch and asks him how he is holding up. He says he is fine. I ask him if he can manage to stay out on the toilet a while longer, because I think I am close to a breakthrough with his son.

He is fine with that and I tell him that it is fairly impressive, but he shrugs it off and tells me that he has lived with him for a couple of years now so he is used to it.

The dream then shift, it is no longer day time outside and I am now looking at the dream from the psycho's PoV. Across the little kitchen table from me is a woman who is talking to me about my fascination about arranged marriages, because of the sensation of sexual control it provides me. Her hair is orange and she seems played by a rather famous Danish actress.

I tell (well the psycho) her that I am not going to get entrapped into her cheap psycho analytical techniques, but she continues and shortly after snap her fingers, which results in her face and hair colour returning to normal. I shift out of the psycho to a free flowing PoV though I am now the therapist again.

There are screams apparently neighbors or people living in the flat has come to my rescue. I am a young Lars Bom (Danish actor) and I keep repeating the last sentence I said when snapping my fingers and returning to normal. I have a facial expression locked in horror along with blood coming from my ears and mouth. I am lying cramped up in the lap of someone.

The woman I am in the lap off is crying and shouting out that it is too late, that I am already dead. I think she is referring to the demands that the dad be released from the toilet. But then I come to my senses and hug the woman. I get questioned on how I did what I did and I lift up a pillow on the couch where people can see the blood stains. Apparently the stains demonstrate that the whole thing was just a seance I faked with the goal of getting the dad released.

The woman hugs me and I tell her shush shush, “would it help you if I told you I loved you?” I think she agrees to this.

I wake up.

Notes: When reading this I could understand why there isn't much cause for concern, but I am telling you I was bathed in sweat and horror upon waking up from this. Someone or something was there before the finger snapping. The whole pre-dream of not feeling alone in my body could have been a contributing factor. Along the dream I also kept having this sense of being switched or flipped.

oh look, another RECURRING DREAM
BECAUSE I CAN'T REMEMBER ANY OTHER ONES

it starts out with me walking down a street with lots of willow trees, to a house i vaguely remember being in once when i was really young. one story ranch. i walk in and the place is empty and dark, only lit by sunlight coming in from the closed shades. there is nothing in there except for a bunch of blocks on the floor. kid's blocks with shapes and things. for some reason i can't figure out how the fuck to get the triangle block into the triangle slot, i panic, and the dream is over.

and a side note, No Quarter by Led Zeppelin is playing in the background the entire time. I didn't even know the song at the time I first had this dream. or the last.

Earlier this evening, I dreamed something about being barricaded inside of Walmart. There were 3 grates at one end of the store that some people were trying to access in order to escape. There was an earthquake or something and the people somehow turned to dust .

I've forgotten most of the story behind my latest dream. In part of it, I was playing with a baby named Nikoli. But then there was confusion over whether it was a boy or girl lol- which fit the dream because one minute I was a guy, the next a was a girl, another I was myself. The same with the person I was with.
Later, the dream changed. I was watching TV and there was news on about a bombing. There were 5 bombs and they were each projected to hit the UN. Then the video zoomed in so I was watching the unfolding scenes from the bombs. The UN looked more like a military compound and the video feed of the bombs was coming from the UN. The second bomb took out that feed. My vision temporarily blacked out, then I was AT the UN. There were hospital beds and people started randomly showing up. I concluded that something about watching the footage teleported us to the site of the bombing.
Bad guys started streaming in and executing people. Someone else was with me and we went to one of the beds to hide under it. Some guy was already under it, but we squeezed together.
Then I woke up.

That last dream was inspired by CNN footage of a satellite that's supposed to fall to the earth on Friday lol. My imagination took a lot of creative liberties lol. I had also read about world events and the turban bomb. It all meshed together in an interestingly weird way

September 20, 2011

Fell asleep and dream that I was in my living room with my bro on the couch and my dad on the chair.

Sitting on the floor beside the table I was petting a rat that my dad have gotten me. The rat cough up a red ball which hit the floor while I was petting it. I notice he was trying to give it to me. Holding out my hand he cough up a yellow and blue ball. I pick up the red and lay them near him. He ate them and cough them up onto my hand again.

I said "wow, this rat know tricks. He must be well trained". I spent some of my time petting him and overall he was VERY still. Finally he decided to run to the chair my dad was sitting and run behind him to the other side. My dad casually try to block him but he hop over his hand and went to the bathroom.

I was making my way there but woke up. I can only wonder if the rat was potty trained also.

IMPORTANT DATES
08/31/11 -- Started my Dream Journal!

CURRENT GOALS:
[/] Find a lucid-inducing technique that works for me
[ ] Stabilize Lucidity

KEYWORDS:

#1:
Plant contest
Sewer/retension pipe falls
Senior
Fall=die
Live.

#2:
Duchess's Falls
Surf Competition
Ran away
Jewel Osco- underground animal community
Lady Moose?
City Falls travel agency- get to Duchess's Falls

For dream number one, I essentially dreamt I was in a contest for growing plants. Being a senior, for some reason I got special privelages and got to sit on this ravine with retension pipes running down it. The catch was, if I fell: I would die. And it was very, very steep. I can't remember much else about it...it is too fuzzy at this point.

For what I will call Dream One and a Half- I merely remember running away from home into a strange fun-house like area...It was trippy, there was something about the lotto, and IDK what else.

For dream two, I was at Jewel Osco- I think I worked there as one of their kind of slaves. One of my co-workers opened an underground panel where we kept an animal community. In my case, I think I was a human-mouse kind of thing... Under my counter lived a female moose on a rocky beach. I started talking about wanting to escape my prison and rescue the moose. Soon, a massive wave came up and we all rushed to get our surf boards. Winner would go to City Falls. I surfed as my mousey self and didn't win I don't think, but made my escape. I was armed with only my board and a City Falls business card with an ivy bordering. I remember making it and standing in front of the agency with the card in my hand, and awoke to the sound of my alarm for school.

END ENTRY

DJ Log: September 20, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am riding a small motorcycle through the woods at my parent's old house. The ground is moist and muddy in some places. A strip of dense fog follows the stream through the woods. The air smells like wet dirt and leaves. The motorcycle makes no sound as it moves, other than the sounds of the ground and leaves squishing under the tires.

I arrive at a tree-house that I built and my brother is standing there. He points at an abandoned house near the edge of the woods and says, "We will have to knock this one down. It took on quite a bit of damage during the storm." A couple of the windows are broken out and some of the roof has been torn off.

We walk over to the house and check it out. The first floor is a garage with an old Chevrolet car in it. The second level is missing a wall on one side. There is a lot of junk on the second floor, including some high-voltage transformers and a Tesla coil.

My brother wanders inside to check things out. I look around through the old car to find that there are bees in there. Returning to my motorcycle to retrieve a can of bee spray from the saddle bag, I spray the bees and then open the car door to find even more bees. After spraying all of the bees, I get on a scissor lift and raise myself to the second floor.

I look around for a moment, then look back at the scissor lift. I think that this is strange for a moment, so I push my finger through the palm of my hand and become lucid for a split second before waking up.

Anyway, I'm in this house thing, it seems indian.. for some reason. We're going to this wedding, Laura tells me to smile when I come out of the house, because there are lots of media. Dad's going to walk down the street and get a limo, but I hop in a flash car. "Dad!" I shout, he looks over. "What time will I see you?"
He begins to answer, but the car I'm in starts drifting around the house. "DUDE!" I say, in disbelief at how rude this guy is. We come around again, and I attempt to communicate with dad, but the guy revs his engine, to stop us hearing each other, and we drive down the street, I look back, and dad is walking where he's supposed to go. The guy starts talking to me, but it sounds exactly like my dad. I can't tell if it is, because I can't see him. Suddenly he says something along the lines of "It's hard to tell, this one time I indicated left, and went up two streets and turned right infront of the guy who was turning left" I watched him do exactly this, and we were in a small shopping centre parking lot thingy. I get out of the car, and walk towards the record store, I wake up.
I attempt to deild, but it doesn't work.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

Sept. 20, 2011, Tuesday: I am in my parents' house, trying to turn off the lights before they get home. But the lights won't stay off.
As I walk up the stairs I think that this reminds me of dreams I've had.
Then I am in my old bedroom. I have to get ready for church. My janitor uniform is laid out on the bed. I am trying to have a shower and get dressed, but I can't get any privacy. My whole family is there, and some other people. I am in a towel and feeling anxiety.
I yell out "I'm going to sleep!" and get in bed with my towel.

Then I become mostly lucid and my mom's face appears right in my face. I yell at her "I cut the [energy] bond between us!" I press her face in and sort of consume her.

Notes: I have not gone to church in many years, and I haven't worked as a janitor in a long time. It seems that parts of my past were coming back to bother me in this dream.
I wasn't sure if absorbing my mother was a good idea. I could have just made her vanish, or go away. But I guess consuming her dream figure is like reclaiming the energy she takes from me.

NOTE: I'm not sure if this is lucid or false awakening since I had control over it - just I didn't try anything crazy because I thought it was real, but the strangeness of the dream didn't phase me. I just accepted it as reality.

I started my dream somewhere far off, in the country. I had to walk with my parents and brothers to somewhere with people. As I walked they all went away one by one with no point or me noticing until I woke up that by the end of the journey they were all gone. Anyway, as I was walking through the hills and trees I saw a train track. Beside me I saw a police officer, we started talking as we followed the train track. I am not lucid at this point. I get to know the police officer fairly well when I see some strange man in black appear in different parts of the forest surrounding us (he would appear somewhere at the corner of my eye and then teleport to somewhere else). So we run into the first house we see and I look inside it and its the police officer's bones. The man is closing in on me. I see a train pull up to the house/train station I am in. I black out.

I wake up lucid on the train. I remember saying to myself, this is odd - how did I get on the train. "Well I blacked out, I'll just see where it goes and I'll get off and call my parents." When I think parents I see my mom appear in the seat beside me. I say, "I thought I was alone. What are we doing on the train? We were in the forest not to long ago.". She looks at me with horror and the train rolls. It starts to get a mix of zero gravity and I am spinning the train is flipping through the air and then falling the other way (barrel roll to back-over-end and back). Then I think something is wrong! I can't die like this! I take my chances unbuckle and jump out the cockpit of the train.

I fall on the ground at the house I blacked out in. Instead of being in an isolated forest I see that the train has not even left the station. From the outside the train is well - outside and not in a station. Go into the station in front of it and the train is in a black tunnel going on forever. I see the train had a problem with latching onto the track. So obviously, the train is flying and flipping and moving back and forth without hitting walls and without gravity or friction. I grab the train with my hands and pull it back to me. Its like its on ice. The train slides to me and then I step onto the train to get the passengers out of it, I take my foot off the ground and the train goes ape$h!!@ again.
I remember telling myself the only logical problem is that it is plugged into the wall. So I unplug the train and I remove the mangled bodies out of the train..

Looking back at the dream I wasn't making logical decisions, but I felt some kind of consciousness in the dream like it all made sense at the time. Instead of the movie like dream I remember the thought process that went on with the decisions I made. So it wasn't lucid or a false awakening.

As strange as the title is I can guaraantee you the dream was even more strange. However, before I get to that: some side notes.

Sixth DJ entry on dream views. As for my regular DJ, I have entries scattered all over the place (computer, iPhone, notebook, etc.) I'll organize it all at some point perhaps.

Insomnia is still gone so I'm proud of that, although last night I couldn't really recall any of my dreams. Had a nice sleep though.

Also, as promised, this is my first DJ entry with a visual element to it. So hope you enjoy all the effort I put into my 2 minute sketches.

That's it for news today!

-Cheers!

September 20, 2011 - Looking for Cheerios

Vividness: 8/10
lucid: No.
# of Dreams Recalled: 1 + segments.
Dream Time: 2 hours
Actual Time: 1 hour

Guide:

[-] Lucid
[-] Non - Lucid
[-] DC talk
[-] Notes

Had a nightmarish dream about a nightmare grocery store in a cave giving away free food for a crowd of millions.

Dream

So I'm in this ridiculously scary dream. I just remember it being night-time and extremely dark. I was driving in a car to this event where millions of people gathered to pick up free food at this nightmare grocery store. So as I'm driving along I see emergency vehicles directing traffic around this cave in the ground. It seemed as if there were millions of people. As I'm driving a police officer directs me to a parking lot on the side of where everyone is standing.

When I get out of the car I'm standing in this huge centre with a 100metre tall ceiling. I leave the car behind and try to find a way in to the cave. Since we were underground in this centre, there seemed to be doors on the wall of the centre which people could use to get inside the cave / nightmare grocery store. Walkways surrounded the place and I went on one to try and see if I could get inside from there, however in the end I found it that it was an illusion. The walkways led no where and you would actually need to walk around to the cave entrance to get in.



I walked back the way I came from with the route I took to get to the parking lot. Eventually, I end up in the centre of where everyone is standing and find out I need to jump into the hole in the ground. Most people hesitated to jump because it was a pretty high fall but after a while people jumped in.


The Cave Entrance.

I jump in. The place I'm standing in now looks like an extremely hellish place. The floors were red and rocky. The atmosphere was cold and people inside looked absolutely miserable in the dark environment. However, people stayed. The environment might have sucked but the free food was something everyone came for. Strangely enough, I ended up having a craving for cheerios and I went out on a search to find some.


Imagine this but packed with people and groceries.

I searched for a box of cheerios for a while when I saw one in this room I was standing in. However, as I tried to grab it a mother with her family just stood there looking at me and said, "That is not your box, go find your own." Hungry, I tried to lie about it just grab the box of cheerios. "Uhmm... I'm pretty sure this is mine, I left it here when I went to go look for my shoes."

Worst Excuse Ever.

The woman just looked at me with a strange look on her face. She wasn't buying it. So instead of arguing with her I just decided to give up on that box and find another somewhere else. Eventually, I get to this giant lava pool which was the grocery store's bakery section. I thought to myself, "Ah, they have to have it here. This place is huge!"



I enter the room and see a staff member stocking the shelves of the bakery section which bordered the giant lava pool. "Excuse me," I said, "Do you happen to have cheerios here?"
"No, not here. However you can get them from this room up ahead. The only thing is that you need to go through this life-threatening type puzzle." (sort of like portal with a lot of deadly lasers)

I couldn't believe this. I ended up trying the puzzles but I was to scared that I would die so I went back to talk that guy again. Just as I walk up to him I see a box of cheerios on the shelves. Quickly, I grab the box and few other baked goods and run off.

I walk through this hallway where I see my friends from school. They start talking to me about how much food they have eaten. I just see P.K. standing there with all this food in his hand and I start laughing at how much of a pig he is. (He's a pig in real life too, just can't gain any weight for some reason). M.C. starts talking to me, "Hey did you hear about this kid who had to go to hospital?"
"No. What happened?"
"Well apparently, there was this kid who had to go to hospital because he ate too much and insisted his parents that he was fine and should eat more."
When I heard that I became a bit shocked and stopped eating.

Finally, I leave my friends and head out of the cave with the cheerios box. I walk out of the cave and see that something had happened outside but my dream ended before I could see what was actually going on.

Unfortunately for me, a combination of moving =/ and having the typing on my cell phone die has caused me to no the able to record my dreams as well. I tried having a pen and paper next to the bed, but in my sleepy haze between the hours of 2 am and 7am, my hand writing becomes completely unreadable. Below are some brief excerpts to dreams I CAN still remember. I wanted to give justice and remembrances to them since lately my dreams have been incredibly vivid, adventurous, and long. I am hoping that my potential new method of dream recording will work until I get a new phone.

Was inside of a large house at night with Allen. The lighting was dim and it was pitch black outside. Allen and I were somehow stuck inside of the house until morning. I had picked up the horrible talent of being able to see ghost. Unfortunately, the appeared to me in the way that they had died so they looked incredibly terrifying. I don’t want to go into specific details about how they individually died because its really messed up and I would prefer to one day forget this part. Allen and I were going from room to room trying to find a place to lay low for the night. Allen cant see the frightening ghost and so he wraps his arms around me and guides me through the house so that I can cover my eyes. We find this really large, yet cozy in a way bedroom. Its fashioned in the country cottage style with red and yellow accents. When we first walk in we have to hide under a coffee table, I am not sure why but some man we needed to hid from walked in and we waited for him to leave before crawling out from under it. We both sat on the bed feeling a strange since of safety. Then once again a ghost presents itself to me. I burrow my face into Allen’s chest and armpit to not have to look at it. He wraps his arms around me yet again and I explain the horror that in unfolding before me. Allen was strangely comforting throughout this entire dream.


I decided to do some charity work for an organization that dealt with finding cures for people suffering from a blinding eye condition called coloboma. My little brother in waking life suffers from this so I felt a great amount of compassion for the organization. Allen told me that he thought doing charity work was a stupid waste of time and then he sort of just walked off and out of the dream. I was now walking to wherever I was supposed to meet the other people in the organization. I appeared to be in some sort of school soccer field. There were people in white cotton tee shirts standing behind a chain fence. My ex Zac was there. I walked up to him and asked him what he was doing there and he said he was there to help too. I was really excited that I knew someone there so I had an instant friend. Then the dream sort of turned into an adventure. We were going through a sort of obstacle coarse together and although the obstacles had nothing to do with an actual charity work, it was still all in the name of finding a cure for coloboma. We were crawling under low ropes, climbing trees, hopping logs. At one point were were rowing through a rapid river. It was kind of hilarious looking back because even though we were doing incredibly strenuous activities, we managed to hold a light pleasant conversation throughout the entire dream, as if were were just sitting there talking to each other.

FRAGMENT: Cant remember much, just remember that I was having some underwater escapade dream that was very long and exciting. Usually I am unbelievably scared to go underwater so I must have been the furthest from lucid that I could possibly be. The only details that really stick were swimming past a sperm whale, seeing an underwater city deep below me (Atlantis?), and being able to breath, speak, and swim really well under water.

FRAGMENT: I was in some sort of jungle, thick and dense like the Amazon. I was with a bunch of people but I cant remember who. I was wearing one of those funny hats that people wear on African safaris. I think I had a machete that I kept holding straight out ahead of me. I was the leader of the group, thusly I was walking ahead of everyone else and shouting orders back top them. There were jaguars in the trees and large pythons slithering on the ground, yet they were no danger to me…. Sucks because I know that this was a really good long one with a lot of adventure. I wish I would have written it down. =’(

NOTE: Replaced the names of my siblings with just the first letter of their names/nicknames.

20.09.2011

Jungle to Ice pit (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So this dream has many pieces that I recall, but they are scattered throughout. Meaning, I caught many pieces of the dream, but they do not exactly flow smoothly.

It was N, B, and I exploring in dad's dodge. N and I were in the bed, standing up, as B drove. Our current location was in what seemed like a more open jungle. There were areas with tall trees, and areas where the trees only reached up to around the top of the cab. The land was prety bumpy, and it was slow going, but the nice weather and warm temperature made up for the lack of progress.

We were looking for the tree, the huge tree that housed 1000's of sentient apes. We had been there before, and I could recall certain areas and shops located on various branches of the tree. In fact, the tree was so huge that I recalled I would often forget I was even on a tree. it had primitive elevators, stores, places to stay, and anything that was expected of a somewhat primitive civilization. Since there was absolutely no human settlements or towns, this was our only hope. However, we were having trouble finding it.

At one point, we catch a glimpse of it in the distance over the shorter trees, but the thick jungle blocked our passage and so we turn around to find another rout. B speeds up a bit, making the ride rather bumpy and is driving around trying to find which direction the tree was in, but we lost it a while ago and can no longer find it.

We recall that the apes view of humans has changed, and so we would be unwelcome and likely thrown out once we were spotted. With this in mind, we think of this ice cave underground that leads directly to the tree. If we could get inside without them noticing at first, then perhaps those who remembered us from our last visit could help us out.

At this point there is now snow on the ground, and N and I are the ones trying to enter the cave. We start scaling down this huge hole, about 100ft in diameter, walled by ice and snow shelves, descending 100's of more feet below. At the base is a tunnel walled with ice that goes underground right to the tree. N and I both land on this snow-ledge, probably around 30-40ft below the top. The edge starts to crack, and suddenly breaks as we both plummet downwards.

At this point, I know there is no way we will survive the fall, and it is going to be certain death. I decide I will simply enjoy the fall since it is the last thin I will experience. I can feel my speed increasing, the woosh of the air, and the pressure building up around my body. Even though I was plummeting to my death, it was a really cool feeling. I see the ground, hear a loud "thump" and everything goes gray.

I "wake up" and pop out of the snow. I am still at the bottom of the hole, and there is now a man there with me. This man apparently was supposed to be N, and in the dream it changed so we had been working together forever and the army sent us. Even so, the mission to find the apes was the same, and consisted of the same reasoning. The man informs me that we were preserved in the cold snow, because it froze us. He also tells me that we have been unconscious for close to 8,000 years. I am extremely startled at this news, and he also showed me this alarm clock-like device that went off, waking him up by mistake. Lucky break. I ask about the apes, and he explains that they populated so much, and refused to expand from the tree, so the tree eventually broke and tipped over killing every single one of them. As a result, apes didn't exist on the planet at all anymore.

At some point, I actually enter the cave, which turns out to be full of death traps and mechanical devices that try to prohibit progress. I don't remember much of this, so I will stop there.

I dreamed with Omnio. We were walking in the middle of a road at night in the woods.
Above us and projected on the ground was a yellow light that came from the street lamps.
We reached a place where there were large marble stairs. We climbed the stairs, and when we reach the end, it was day.
At the end of the stairs was a computer store. We entered and I asked for information about two ram chips for my computer. The woman said that she had to order the chips. Omnio gave me two ships of ram and said he wanted to buy new ones. I handed the ships he gave me to the lady of the shop, and she said, "That´s sooo old"

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Comments: Part of the dateless dreams series