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30.07.2011

Mowing and plastic sheets (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

ok i forgot like the first quarter to half of this dream. but i remember being outside a house, i dont know who's, mowing a strip of grass next to a flower bed, using a push mower. but for some reason the grass was too much for the mower and the blades stopped turning, so i went back and lifted the blades some. i remember seeing people in a room, it was some friends of my girlfriend i think, they were looking at me and talking to me, i actually knew one of them, i didn't like her at all lol. i then went to the back yard, wondering where my girlfriend went, she came out of the woods behind the house, the backyard was actually my backyard, and she said she was doing something. there was a bunch of big plastic sheets all around the yard, and she asked me if i wanted to make boxes out of them, like for pretend houses or something. so we walk around, selecting which sheets would be used for sides and tops and bottoms. it gets a little weird after this, her little sister walks up and i can hear spongebob characters in my head, its really hard to explain, but i think i was plankton lol. thats as far as i remember.

30.07.2011

my short career as a tax collector (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

this one was weird. it starts, as far as i can remember, in a suburb, its very shady, with many tall trees. im in front of someones house, it belonged to a high ranking officer, and i used to collect his taxes for him, he was really old i think. i was waiting for someone to tell me what to do, when an older lady with a dark blue business suit came walking up to me. i told her that i was told to wait for someone, and asked what to do now. she pointed off into the distance a ways, and directed me to some tax office where i was supposed to go. i started off in that direction, but i could never find it. i stood on this really wide brick railing-type thing, it extended past the edge of the buiding i was at, its really hard to explain how it looked. anyway, it had this drop off and i was cautious around it, so i sat down. then this british kid walks up and starts talking to me, asking me why im afraid, then some other kids come over and stand around watching. then a girl, i never saw her, she was behind me, says something like "don't worry about them, they're just making fun of you because you're american...." i then swing over the edge and begin climbing down the wall, which is surprisingly not brick, but natural rock. i say something like "yea it's ok, he'd get made fun of for being british...." i dont remember much after that, i think i was in some sort of mall later, still looking for the building lol.

7-28-11

I hardly remember this one. I don't know where we were, but i think it was the Mall of America. there are a couple of visions of waiting in line. I think there was a bunch of chaos (but domestic chaos, like huge crowds and movement and stuff...). Anyway, the most clear part of the dream is this:

I'm on the roof of (or parking lot of) the Mall of America or something. I know my mom is there, and I think there's tons of other people too. We're all watching the sunset. The sky is very orange. All of a sudden, we see a rocket come from behind us from the left. It crashes (?) somewhere over the horizon. Then there's an enormous explosion. A huge wall of red and black debris starts flying towards us. Just as I hear people about to panic, I hear my mom shout, "It's the Apocalypse!" because in the dream, that was how the Bible said the world would end (even though it doesn't really say that in real life...).

I'm really scared, and i start half praying, half freaking out because I don't know if I'll go to Heaven or Hell. The next part is just an enormous blur. Then, I open my eyes and see the ground all charred. But everyone is still alive.

I may have a fragment or two but this dream killed anything that I had before. It was a pretty decent size and I woke up around 10:00 where I normally get up at 4:00-8:00.

A fat black man wearing a light brown suit enter a super mall. He had his mother who look like she could easily be a grandmother, basically a stereotypical red Sunday dress wearing black woman with a face so smash up that you can't see her eyes. Now that I think about it the black man pretty much look like this guy:



Minus the bow tie, with gray hair and somehow fatter cheeks. Anyway he was also with his wife which I don't recall much.

They went in the mall and it seem like the man was a hero of some kind as he have a huge row of pictures being hung there. She started crying and saying how he don't deserve it.

My bro and myself walk into the mall and saw that this candy was being sold like crazy.



Though only the red cherry was seen in the dream.

I decided to help out a chocolate selling mini mall out (still inside the super mall) by giving them ideas like chocolate cellphones (lol dream logic) which made them a big hit. The push pop group lost customers quickly and became a ghost town. My bro and myself decided to buy a baby bottle pop:



Once again only having cherry...Just to help them out...Basically out of pity in a prideful kind of way. We were trolling basically by buying the worst item that they had to help them out.

Until I have this dream I never notice that push pop and bottle bottle pop were related.

The next day(?) the black man look at the picture of himself and seem to be very happy this time.

Weird freaking dream.

July 1st, 2011

We were at some restaurant in the city. The restaurant was outside, a couple stories high. It was cold, windy, and cloudy (and crowded). It eventually turned out to be a field trip.

After a while of eating or whatever, something drew my attention to the next table. There was this one guy who looked really familiar (even in real life.). He looked like he might've been some waiter, and I saw him a couple of other times in the dream. Everyone at the table he was at was giggling. He said something I couldn't exactly hear, but it sounded like he said something along the lines of how he had been staring at me this whole time, but I never noticed. So I repeated what I thought he said as a question, and everyone shouted my name either 1) in a way that indicated that was, in fact, what he said, 2) i was stupid for not hearing, or 3) I was stupid because he really said something else entirely.

Then the conversation turned into city cranes. It was why we were at the field trip: to go on them.

The familiar guy was talking about the cranes (btw, i don't know who this 'familiar guy' is in real life, and he didn't even tell me his name in the dream.). i think he actually worked on them. he said something about having "three up already" or something, but it made sense because while he was talking about it, I could see it happening: In the dream, ropes hang down the long horizontal part of the crane at the top, and they held stairs. he meant he had already gotten three flights of stairs set up.

After this, I saw myself being raised up in the crane. It got really high and I freaked out. My friend Tyler was there, too...

Then the dream changed. It was at some place that was very flat and open. it was after the storminess of earlier had passed. it was still windy, and there were still clouds (which were freakishly close to the ground), but it was like it was leaving. There was a small skeleton of a building to the left, because people had just started building it. it was notably bright outside. Nick Cannon was talking (like I may have been watching the whole thing on TV) and i noticed a colorful tube or pipe just randomly starting a couple of feet off the ground and going infinitely into the sky and the clouds. An eagle came and went into the tube. Nick Cannon mentioned something about how things arent always as they seem, and then the eagle came out of the end of the tube (even though the end was somewhere in the clouds where I couldn't see it, it was also just right there where I could see it.), but it was a pig with wings. Then I heard some music, and woke up to my radio...

Went to bed 1:00-1:30
Goals: MILD, WILD, Stabilize
6:23 In corpus in a hotel right next to the water. I walk out onto the balcony and there are some random dcs there, a young couple. When i walk out, daytime with cloudy gray sky, the guy asks me something like, how would you like holding a new baby when you come to padre, i knew he meant like what it would be like to take your kids there for the first time or something. I tell him, yeah man thats a pretty beautiful experience.

At some point water begins splasing up to the hotel quite hard, it makes it up and over the balcony. We get hit by the first wave, i rem tasting the salt water as the water splashed over. Another wave is coming and we head inside, the first thing i think is, i wonder if it will flood the whole hotel, i even rem briefly entertaining the thought that this is very similar to a reoccurring dream i used to have. I rem the beach stuff, specifically rem boogie board, getting washed out to the water by the waves. Dont rem much else.

9:46 I rem being in a school caferteria standing in line to get some food, there are several lines i can see, they are all about the same length, after a bit in the dream one gets shorter, some people from my line head over there after talking about it for a second. I move up a little, the line im in is un organized and people are kind of standing to the left of it. I move up even more, i may even ask someone if they are in line, the line gets more organized.

I see this dude in front of me who was in my crit thinking class in senior year. I say hey werent you in my speech class in 12th grade. He just starts smiling and doesnt answer, worried about looking weird because this dude is ignoring me i start pretending to do little things while i wait for an answer. He finally starts talking and the dream shifts a bit. He turns into that guy edmund and we are now ouutside, on a campus that looks like the school i go to, but its not quite the same. We are standing at the top of a hill in between two buildings, sidewalk connecting the two.

Now edmund seems to have the idea that there was a class i dropped when i should have tried harder, i follow along with the premise, in the dream it makes perfect sense although now i cant think of a similar incident in waking life. He says something about it being community college and i shouldnt have to drop or something like that. I start to try and tell my reasons why but i cant think of any, while talking about it i imagine the classroom we were in, i rem seeing edmund sitting in there with various other people, i rem thinking the class was a lot of fun. This dream was mostly just the conversation, i know we both said plenty more but i cant rem much else.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-8

I don't know where it started from, but the first thing i remember is that i'm in a city with several transformers fighting nearby. Guns are blasting, and all hell is breaking loose. I start to run from the action, since i didn't feel like dieing obviously. I run to the corner of a building where i then see some smaller transformers chasing eachother. One was a speedbike that was chasing one of those bikes from Tron. As i see then chase each other around, Zack Galifanakis. He's doing some stupid little dance and walking towards me.

Dream Skips

I'm in my old bedroom from when i was a kid. My fuckbuddy's there and leaves the room. Another girl is there and starts rubbing up against me. I'm like cool, and grab her ass. She gets pissed that i touched her. I'm like wtf girl, u can rub up against me and i can't touch u? She says thats exactly it. I'm like.... ok. I just lay down as she messes around with me.

And something cool though, at the end of the dream my arms were exactly the way they were in waking life. I thought it was cool anyways.

6-20-11

I think it started out with me and my friend Bailee going to high school orientation early. (Actually it might've been the start of the freshmen year) but I don't really know.

(Actually, before this, me and Bailee were at school and a janitor told us where our homerooms were.)

In my homeroom, there was a giant table that everyone sat around. I remember a kid named Griffin being there (but in the dream his name was Randy) and everyone joking about him and stuff (because everyone (even the teacher) knew him, except me)

The whole time I was sitting in my homeroom, I was sitting at the east side of the table. The teacher was somewhere left of me. My homeroom was in the kitchen (of the school) instead of my normal homeroom, but it looked a lot like a normal classroom. I had some stuff sitting on the giant table that I still had to get into my locker. The table was kind of like the tables in wood-shop, but lower. Not everyone was sitting at it. Some people were sitting close to the door on stools and stuff. I felt very nervous. I was the only one who still had stuff on the table (except one person still had some notebooks or paper, and I felt slightly more comfortable.).

This scene changed into me standing in front of Griffin's (Randy's) house. It was very fall-ish outside. So fall-ish that the sky was almost orange.

This scene (which only lasted a couple of seconds) transitioned into night time. I lived in the same neighborhood as Randy (Griffin) and I think we actually lived very close.

Anyway, it was night, and I don't remember sneaking out of the house, but I knew I was outside and I knew I did this often (and usually just walked around the town.).

This time, though, all I did was hide under a bush. I kept crawling really fast under it, in a very small circle. The bushes pushed hard against me as I crawled closer to the center. It had the same feeling as a night terror or whatever, though I wasn't really thinking about it at the time.

Occasionally, a car would pass and I would worry that they would see me, but eventually I panicked because I thought my parents might've realized I was gone. the last thing I remember is running through the street. Then the dream ended.

I'm a barbarian travelling down a country road with a small group of adventurers. Along the road we meet up with a carriage pulling a cart full of barrels. There are several foot soldiers around the cart giving us the stink eye. I get the feeling that these soldiers are protecting something very important so I attack them.

Later everyone associated with the carriage is dead and I am rooting through the wreckage. Turns out the barrels are full of chopped up goblin parts. I am disappointed and a little disgusted.


Later again, we are at a bar and I'm drinking out of an awesome goblet. I want to steal the goblet but the rest of the party talks me out of it.

On the Chin
Recall: 9/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

I'm in the jungle, and like most dreams where I find myself in the jungle, I'm a contestant on Survivor. My current challenge is some sort of race. I hear someone crashing through the bush behind me, so I take off running to stay ahead of them.

There is a guy with me on my team, and we run towards some sort of cave opening or building entrance, me first and my team mate right behind me. Our pursuers are right on our tail. We go through the entrance, and a girl behind us is yelling to my team mate he has to stop because he's been caught. I wonder if that means I'm caught too since I'm only a couple of paces ahead of him, but she doesn't say anything to me, so I keep going.

I see a staircase on the left, and a long ramp on the right, and choose the ramp. I run to the top where it turn right. I then find myself in a large arena. The section of bleachers to my immediate right is covered in prizes, mostly glass ware, with some cabinets at the very top containing the best prizes. I wish my pursuers weren't so close behind so I had time to figure out what to do here.

I race up into the bleachers, which look somewhat like the Chichen Itza , and my pursuer Sasha is right behind. I pick up an old empty pop bottle and brandish it like a dagger, hoping to hold her at bay. Sasha pick up a bottle and brandishes it at me. She says we should use our boat training to go to Prince Edward Island, and I ask if that's close to here. The geography doesn't make sense.

The I pick up another empty pop bottle and hold it up like I'm about to throw it. Not wanting to actually smash her with a bottle, I start to run back down the steps. Sasha chases, but trips and falls face first onto a white dinner plate with a blue pattern on it, shattering the plate. I stop and cheer, saying "It's about time something broke!"

I go back to check on her, and as she rolls over I see that she's cut her chin rather badly. The cut starts under her bottom lip, and goes all the way down under her chin, along the bottom of her jaw, right to her throat. It makes a large flap of skin that just hangs there. She tries to put the skin back in place. The part right under her lip is pretty thin, but as it goes under her chin it gets much thicker.

I tell her to hold the skin in place, and try to reassure her saying it will hardly leave a scar once it's healed. I tell her to trust me, I've cut myself lots and know these things.



Fragment: Lost Opals
I'm in the game Link Realms, and the newb bank, and a stack of 50 opals gets knocked out of my inventory onto the floor, where another player picks them up. I'm not sure who took them, and lament the sudden loss of wealth.

So i took a nap and i had like 6 SP/s allway FA that someone is in my room couldnt move so i woke up anyways...
but after this at last i guess i went to LD somehow...

it was so that i was in street with 1 friend
and we weere walking
so 1 womn was there and i toucher her tits
she was like policewoman
then she wnet to a machine or something and started taking me photos
but i was running away and away and away....
then i was walking i didnt know what to do and i woke up o.O

The first thing I remember about this dream is that I parked my bicycle somewhere, so I had to find it. Eventually I found it somewhere, but then I remembered that I parked it near a tree so I walked with my bicycle to the tree where I parked it, and there it was. I now had 2 bicycles so I gave 1 of them to a friend.

We started talking and I explained the bicycle duplication to him, and how it was done, but he started to give me weird looks... So I said something like "No, i'm not crazy but it can only be done in dreams.", then he was like "Oh ok, I supose it would be possible then."

I then continued to bicycle through this dreamworld without ever really realising that I was dreaming...

I was riding my bike to my friends house and i opened the door to his house. It was dark and he was on his sofa watching his tv. His dad was there doing some job related stuff. I was trying to see what my friend was doing without disturbing his dad. Soon someone else was there and i just assumed it was his cousin. I dont remember what happened next :'(

It was after everything changed. There was no more civilization. At one point in the dream I heard someone saying how they remembered when you could order a hot dog with catchup, so apparently we were eating rations. Maybe there was no electricity--I don't exactly know. There was a greyish hue to everything.

I spent most of the dream frustrated because there were old revolvers in perfect working order, but they weren't mine, and there were rifles, but they weren't mine.

I have enough money in waking life to buy a rifle if I want one, but don't want to spend the money right now. I carried that knowledge into my dream and was so mad because there was not buying a rifle now. Everybody wanted them to fight the people who might come around. At one point I told a friend from when I worked at K & C bedrooms that I just didn't want to become a slave in some roving band.

He said he would work on helping me find my own gun, but it never happened. I took a rifle and saw a cartoon of a Monopoly character running through a cartoon town. I got him in triple sights on a rifle, aimed ahead of him, and shot. A pretend drawing of a bullet arced onto the paper and killed the man. I really wanted a rifle then.

Then I was outside. There were a bunch of people, some on a bridge to one side, and some coming up from behind on another side. Right in front of me was a beautiful girl that I recognize from somewhere--probably a movie star or something. She was fantastically gorgeous. Her blouse was unbuttoned a few buttons.

She came up and kissed me square on the mouth. She was leaving her boyfriend. I hugged her close and I kissed the side of her breast. I actually felt her breast mush in. (Why did it have to be a dream?) She had a nice body. I heard her boyfriend telling me I better buy her two cars. I looked at her and told her I can't do that and if that is a problem she shouldn't have kissed me. She said she was only joking when she kissed me.

I told her that I had kissed her once before a long time ago, so it wasn't a joke when she kissed me now. I kissed her on the mouth again, then held her close and kissed the side of her breast again. It was vivid and wonderful.

I had taken 1 Spirulina and 1 B-Complex that night.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I had quit my job. But now I had come back. I was in "my office," which was mostly grey, with dim, greyish fluorescent light. My seat was a cubicle off to the right from a long hallway.

I was coming in for the day at the same time as another man. The man had dark, red-brown skin. He had frizzy, red-black hair pulled back in a ponytail. He wore a dark blue dress shirt and dakr grey slacks. The man and I spoke casually for a moment. The man had a gentle, slightly high-pitched voice, with a flattish, American accent. He seemed really nice.

The man went into the office across from my cubicle. I figured that he was going to be my boss. I was trying to think of all the ways I could help him. After all, I knew all about this office, and apparently, today was only the man's first day.

I didn't sit in my seat. I also didn't turn my computer on. I'm pretty sure I just stood up, shuffling through papers, trying to figure out things like what kind of data I needed to get for the man.

The man and I were then heading down the hallway beyond my cubicle. This hallway was featureless and empty. We ended up in the office of the head of my department, DR. DR sat at his desk, which was kind of cluttered. DR had already given the man instructions. The man had left.

I stood beside DR and just to his left, as if I were going to look at something on his computer screen. DR turned a little bit and then relaxedly turned his head a bit more so he could see me. His eyes looked kind of sleepy, and it looked more like he expected me to ask him something, rather than that he had a plan for me.

I asked DR, "Is there a cover list you'd like me to start out with?" This, I assume, meant a list of companies for which DR would like me to gather data. Usually my boss would be the one to discuss this kind of list with DR. I'd be the one to pull the data.

But DR said that he did have a list for me. He pulled out a piece of paper that looked very much like an electronic Excel spreadsheet with marker or thick pencil scrawlings in the cells. He told me to get started on this list.

I was ready to get started on the names, and I was even trying to plan out how to put together some financial models for the companies on the list. But I was also surprised. I hadn't quite known I would be asking for a list. And I didn't know DR would just give me one.

I knew this meant that I had been "promoted" to the position my boss had. That would mean I'd be on an equal level with the man I'd walked into the office with this morning.

I was now back at my cubicle for a brief moment. I was considering what kind of work I needed to get started on.

But then I was out walking on a sidewalk, going up a steep hill in a residential area. It was a clear sunny day, and I was walking under the shade of trees with thick canopies. I had my phone to my ear and I was listening to a conversation between my boss and our HR person, LS.

LS was talking about what a good job I was doing in my new position, and what a good fit I was for the job. My boss got mad and he yelled, "Of course he is! I've been telling you people that all this time! But nobody ever listened to me!"

Dream #2

I was sitting at church, probably near the front. The place was so crowded that all I could see were people. Everybody seemed older, and everybody was dressed up. A shaft of bright, white light from a high-up window lit the area around me.

I turned my head to the right and looked down. In an aisle (that had only been temporarily formed?) a little girl came walking toward me, possibly coming away from an older woman. The little girl had frizzy, curly, light brown hair. The may have worn a tank-top like smock and slacks.

The little girl seemed to want to sit with me, so I lifted her up and sat her onto my lap. I sat forward, apparently to listen to the rest of the sermon. But I was mostly thinking of how happy I was to have the little girl sitting on my lap.

Dream #3

I was walking on a sidewalk somewhere. A black and white ferret ran up from behind me, passing me on my left side. It ran up to my mom.

I said something to my mom like, "Wow, I see what you mean, after all! Ferrets are really nice!"

Dream #4

I was out in some kind of barren landscape, less like a desert, more like a natural area that had just been plowed over for a construction project. I stood just before some short hill or mound of brown soil, possibly with clumps of grass or vegetation growing on it. It was a sunny and pale day.

I was planning to go out on some kind of trip. I had two books with me, but I could only take one. Both books were paperbacks. One books was a regular sci-fi book, possibly from an older author, like Arthur C. Clarke or Isaac Asimov.

The other was called "The Joy of Sex." But it wasn't The Joy of Sex. Instead, it was some kind of semi-sci-fi novel mixed with porn. But the porn segments were supposed to be very well-described, like for educational purposes, to teach people how to have good sex. The book itself was a Penguin Classics paperback, and on its cover it had that French painting of the two girls in bed, with the one girl between the other's legs.

I felt a little grossed out at the thought of reading all the sex descriptions in the book, so I decided to take the regular sci-fi book with me on my trip. After that, I felt a little guilty. Hadn't I always felt like I wasn't that great at sex? Didn't I always feel like I should learn how to be better. The "Joy of Sex" novel could have taught me how to be good. But I had decided not to take it.

Dream #5

I was in some dark bathroom, peeing. I just kept peeing and peeing. Eventually I started peeing all over the toilet seat and floor. Apparently this was some public bathroom. I started to pity the guy who'd have to use the toilet after me. I was really messing it up! But I had no intention of cleaning it.

Dream #6

A young man, who looked really familiar to me as some kind of movie or TV star, sat before the big desk of some TV executive. The executive sat behind his desk. The office was pretty big, very nice, and dimly lit.

The young man had just auditioned for the role of Joey in the TV show Friends. But he didn't make it. The executive, who really liked the guy, had to break the news to the guy. This whole scene in the executive's office appeared as if it had been filmed, and filmed for an episode of Friends, like a kind of "History of Friends" episode.

I knew that it wouldn't matter that the guy didn't get to play the role of Joey. The guy looked very familiar to me (even though I can't place him now -- he looked like a mix between Joey and Ross, with stubble), and I knew that he would end up as a cast member in another successful TV show or movie.

The young man now stood up at the left side of the executive's desk. The executive stood before the young man. He was gradually, obliquely telling the young man how he hadn't made the cut.

Finally, in some weird display of sympathy, and to show the young man that the executive liked him, the executive lifted up his head and smiled. Apparently the executive had been wearing a baseball cap the whole time, because his face was revealed from under the bill. The man was apparently famous, and this strange reveal was meant more for the sake of the filming.

The executive was tall, kind of thin, balding, and maybe in his late 40s or early 50s. He reminded me of a famous TV person, but I couldn't place him. In another way, he kind of reminded me of Ron Howard.

The youn man was now going to a restaurant to meet his friends. There were two men who sat waiting at a small, circular table for the young man. Both the men were older than the young man. They were tall, skinny, and they had kind of frizzy, blonde hair, like Art Garfunkel.

Before the young man came into the restaurant, the two men had actually been holding hands over the table, like they were lovers. But when they saw the young man come into the restaurant, they quickly let go of each other, as if to hide the fact of their being lovers from the young man.

The young man hugged the two men and then sat down at the table. He was wearing a pale, pink shirt and a brown, cowboy-style vest. He threw his hands up in the air and said, "Well, I didn't make it! I was close, but I didn't make it!"

The young man had apparently had two parts to his audition. The first part had just been him playing the role of Joey. He had done better at that part than everybody except the guy who had actually gotten the role. But the second part was some kind of test, maybe even a written test. The young man was now explaining to the two men that the executive had explained to him that he had only gotten a 70 on that test.

The young man said something like, "A 70! Can you believe it? A 70! That's all I got!"

Dream #7

No vision. Just words. Something like: "Aeon -- aeon in the mind. The mind in man."