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I was in a store owned by my father's parents. In waking life, I only met my grandmother on his side.
I was buying a bunch of stuff, but I couldn't get past my selection of a candy. They owned a candy store in NY when my dad was a kid.

I don't know what the other stuff was that I was trying to buy, but I was looking at the coins. Some looked old.

Soon I was discussing becoming a salesman for the store. I was considering it, but I'm not a very good salesman. I tried to explain why I'm not a good salesman by using and umbrella as an example. I explained
something about it and why I would not be good.

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I was with a woman I don't know in real life. She was really sexy, and I was trying to see her breasts.
She was willing, kind of, but not then.

Then my grandfather on my mother's side came in. He told me to get some work done. I started cleaning up the place. I was disappointed I could not pursue my female friend. I saw more old coins.

I had an Indian head penny and another that was half the size. Both had a face value of one cent, but the smaller one reminded me of the half cents that the gov. used to mint.

The regular sized Indian head had the word Kenworth on it. That is a make of tractor (trailer). I asked my cousin Jeff about it. He thought it was odd also.

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I was in a car with Shadow27. He wasn't happy about something. I heard his voice and it sounded so familiar, though I have never met him.

Been away for some time now. Already have 4 notebooks full of dreams on the shelf, but no time to type and post them.
Maybe one day when my life is calmer (when will that be?) I'll find the time to do it...
Due to life circumstances, I don't do so much mentalization about what I want to do once I'm asleep. Instead I try to keep a stable awareness throughout the day. This resulted in an increased awareness that I'm dreaming to maybe 60% of my dream time, but the determination to accomplish lucid tasks decreased by maybe 90%, so I have just been enjoying the dreams aware without much interferring on their course.
Anyway, one of this latest nights I summoned my DG to ask her/him (depends on the occasion) about what I should do, and he told me to stop obsessing about goals and objectives and just merge completely with the experience and savor it 100%. So that's what I've been doing and there's not much to talk about it anyway.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID NIGHTLY ADVENTURE

Good morning! Had some fragments last night, and also another Nightly Adventure!

23.00: Sleep

01.30: Nightly Adventure
*I wake up and spot a parade of people walking towards my appartment. I can see them through a window in the wall, and if I don't clean stuff up, they will stumble and fall! I get up and start re-arranging the furniture. I push the table into the sofa, throw my laundry bag under it, remove a chair from the way and pick up some clothes. The way to the balcony is cleared. I wait for a second before going for a piss.

05.10: Fragments
*I'm in a car with Monica. We're going on a highway, next to it is a forest. I explain the different kinds of forests we see. "That's a jungle, that's a sub-tropical one, that's a pine tree forest."

*I'm playing an Unreal Tournament kind of game. I'm in a robot suit and I jump all over the place. We manage to capture the enemy base and by touching the turrets, I control them. I try to touch as many things as possible to get points.

*I'm in a dark house. My mom's friend lives here, and I know her husband is around somewhere. I enter a room with a TV on. He's sleeping on the couch with his daughter in his lap. I make some noise which wakes him up. He doesn't seem to be surprised to see me.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Lucky Monica she's a heavy sleeper, haha.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Dream - Lucid

I was standing outside of a building next to a parking lot. It was nighttime. I was with someone, though I can't remember who it was. I was talking to them, when I noticed a couple of young, "ghetto" boys of about 10 or 11, one black and one white, standing next to my car. They opened up the passenger's side door. I think they saw me or something, because they left.

At first, I didn't think it was that weird, until something clicked in my head that they had been trying to steal stuff out of my car. I walked over to my car. They had left the door open. It didn't appear that they had taken anything out of my car. "I don't have anything valuable in there anyway.", I thought to myself.

I then remember looking across the parking lot, and seeing them doing that to another car. A few feet away from them was a police car with its lights flashing. The police were outside the car, beating up some dude with nightsticks. I thought that the police had at least seen the boys, and were going to go arrest them. The boys ran towards the building.

I remember thinking that the police had gotten the boys, when I saw them walking out of the building. One of them had a plastic shopping bag in his hand with something stolen from one of the cars.

I then remember confronting them about it. They denied ever stealing anything out of the cars. When they left, I saw the shopping bag sitting by the building. I picked it up and reached inside. I pulled out a white ashtray that still had ashes in it. At first I was confused about why the hell an ashtray would be in the bag, and then figured out the boys had tried to steal it. How much could they possibly get for an ashtray? Weird.

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I was getting on a roller coaster. I sat down in a seat, but it didn't have a working seatbelt or safety bar. I would try to buckle the seatbelt, but it didn't have a part that it needed to buckle in properly, so I tied the belts together across my waist. Likewise, I tried to pull the safety bar down, and it wouldn't stay down. I knew the ride had lots of loops and twists in it, so...this wasn't good. The ride started. I started to freak out. There was a conductor at the front of the coaster. I yelled for him to stop the ride, because I didn't have a seat with safety restraints. He stopped the ride, and I found a new seat. A girl sat in the seat I had been sitting in. She got the safety bar to work.

I then remember waiting in line to get on an indoor roller coaster with Ryan. The park was closing, and the employees were turning lights off in the waiting area, which resembled a cave. They only had one part of the coaster that was left open. We finally got to the coaster and rode it. I was sitting in between Ryan, and my friend's ex, Rick. I remembered that we had ridden the coaster before, but this time, as it was going, it felt different. There were different corkscrews and loops than what we remembered. I laughed as we went through a corkscrew.

I then noticed that the tracks were made up of T-rex heads, and there were T-rex heads all around us. I guessed that the ride must be dinosaur-themed (dur). The ride slowed to a stop in the middle of a corkscrew. We were stopped upside down, but none of us seemed to worry too much about it. I was talking to Ryan, and Rick was talking as well. Then, I think I told Ryan to punch Rick in the face. So he did. He punched Rick right in the nose. Rick's nose started bleeding. I was kind of surprised. He told Ryan he was going to call the police.

Then, we were off the ride, but we were in some school or something. I think it was the building from my previous dream. I remember talking to Ryan about the police. He had pretty much accepted his fate. I was anxious about when the police would arrive.

I then remember exiting this classroom. This part may have been in 3rd person, but I can't remember for sure. Rick came up to me and started to whisper things into my ear, flirting with me. I giggled. I worried that Ryan would see, because he was going to come out of the classroom soon as well. I think Rick's plan was to make Ryan angry.

Then, I remember playing the piano with someone. They were on the upper octaves and I was on the lower ones. It wasn't really a duet, because we were both playing the same exact music, just at different octaves. There was a lady directing us and teaching us. We were getting ready for some big performance. I kept reading the notes and the chords over and over again, and I would mess up at some points and get discouraged; I'd think that the teacher wouldn't want me to perform. But I kicked those thoughts from my mind and kept on playing. The teacher stopped and started us over at the beginning a few times.

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I remember being on DV. There were chat rooms for every different forum, but they were time-limited. I remember entering one, and talking for a bit, and then getting kicked out because I'd been there for the time limit. I entered another one. This one didn't seem to be time-limited.

Then, I wasn't just in a chat room anymore, but I was with a bunch of people from DV in a room. One of my friends was with me. I remember being there for a bit, and then heading to the door to leave. As I was leaving, Rman said something to me about him dating an older woman. I asked
"How old?"
He replied
"No, I can't tell you."
"Oh, come on, yes you can!", I replied with a smile.
"Ok, she's 74.", he said.
I laughed and said
"You're kidding right?"
He looked a little offended as I left. That was probably why he didn't want to tell me. Whoops.

~

I remember being at some wedding rehearsal dinner for some black lady. It was at her house. I didn't know anyone there. I also felt like I had been there before.

This must have triggered something, because I became lucid. I floated around outside, in what looked like my friend Courtney's backyard. I floated into her neighbor's yard, all the time being chased by these weird little white, floating robots. I kept kicking them away from me. I had done that so many times, my legs were starting to get tired. I remember floating into my house. I floated down from the kitchen up through the ceiling into the bonus room. The bonus room looked smaller and messier, with a big TV on some table where there had never been a TV before. I remember rubbing my hands together a couple of times throughout this dream.

Then, I woke up briefly and went right back into the dream.

I was outside again. Everything seemed a little dim. I figured I was wearing sunglasses, so I took them off and put them on my head. There, that's better. I floated back into my house again. I examined my hands. My left hand looked like it was swelling up. Then, the middle of my vision "broke" open, and I woke up.

i feel like i have the potential to remember the rest of this dream but i just cant. i was in this woman's room she was a stripper or something im not sure she had this tent like thing that hung down and onto the end of the bed at first i was hideing behind her bed mainly to see her undress even though she was not in there. and my friend John came in i said "John??" and he sat on the bed and i got on the bed and layed there waiting for her with him me and my friend had a interesting conversation. and then she walked in and saw john and said."what are you doing in here get out" and i got up to and said thought you couldent see me "im a fail" and that's all i can remember.

*(I woke up laughing)... Marek, Martin and I are going to Prague to Botanical gardens. There is also Lukas Vrchovsky. Some woman comes to me and some gay man comes to Marek. Marek is farting all the time, long and loud farts. Then Marek gets txt message from internet banking services (???) that the keys he lost were found. As we go through the botanical gardens, Marek and Martin take shoots of various plants with intention to grow them at home. Marek is still farting out of joy that his keys were found. Then two Marek’s friends come. I think that one of them is Tomas Makara. They go down the stairs (????) and when they come to the room, they say “what the fuck”. (LOL)
** I am in a room now. There is some wooden balcony or walk around there. I have to climb up on it, but when I want to go down but I find some wire there. (???) There are some people under the balcony and they are talking about me. I can hear them saying how smart I am, that I just look in the sky and can see Proxima Centauri (!!!!!!!!!!!!). And how much knowledge I have. I tell them that it’s finding Ministry of Sound in London. (LOOOL I am not sure what logic is in this). Then the balcony seems to fall down soon, so I jump down.
***I am in the basement of some school. There are some other people, guys and girls. I go to the toilet and I notice that some girl is following me. I see some guy at the toilet. As soon as he sees me he puts on yellow rubber glows and takes a mop and starts mopping the floor. I feel he realises that this is his job, cleaning toilets. I also feel that the girl is feeling sorry for him a bit. Then some person shouts that they need more paper.
****I jump in the lift with some other people. But the lift is already pretty full so we are all squashed there that it’s impossible to press the button. So we go all the way to the basement.
*****I can see some old man and a young guy arguing about a car. It’s a very old car. They argue about how much it was. The young wants to know how much it was, but the older doesn’t want to tell him. But the young one is fairly stupid so it wasn’t difficult for the old one to fool him. The young one apologises at the end.

So here i was skateboarding and i heard a competition was coming up so i decided to enter i don't know how i got to the competition but i remember there was a basketball clock like thing counting down in red numbers from 50 seconds to a minute it was a jam session so everyone was skateboarding at the same time. the contest was indoors one platform with rails ramps etc. when the jam started i went doing some kickflip's didn't land but i did boardslides to ollieing up stepups i ended up last place but i asked her for another shot. i did more step ups and more tricks but i failed ended up last place and nearly almost beat this guy. the announcers were 3 people the one i talked to was in the middle she was black with dred's with goldish highlits in them many moles after that i cant really remember what happend.

I was on a big rubber raft with a gun going towards the beach. There was one other person in the boat stearing it and there were many other boats going with us. I remember we couldnt see the shore and so couldnt see what was waiting for us. (it was foggy or something?). Someone told me we were going to fight the Japanese. I was really afraid that I would die and I tried to text my mom to say I love you but right as I typed out the message
my phone died. When the boats finally got to the shore and everyone jumped out we were on a small sandy beach and the only people were five or six babies sitting there in diapers. There may have been more but
thats all I remember.

i was riding around with my dad in his car. we were somewhere that resembled the shopping were the dmv was at but the set up was different. I saw three girls that i felt were my friends. then he went ahead and made some comment about theyre asses. some black people passed by and a red chrome painted lowrider and i told my dad
"estas peor que esos negros"(your worse then those black people)(i was referring to him smoking im not at all racist but he tends to be so thats why i put it that way). He said nothing in response.

we parked in front of a store and i got out of the car and went towards this tall bench. it was a bus stop right in front of the stores and behind it were some trees. in the trees there were a bunch of very beautiful spider webs. there was a bunch of spiders of different types on one web they all had theyre on pile pile of eggs. they seemed like happy spiders.then alina came and shook the spiders which startled me.

then she turned into sandy(not the one from spongebob ) and asked me something along the lines of "if i go out with you know break your heart and then mend it together will you love me forever" and i said yes to which her friends that had suddenly appeared replied with aws and shrugged faces. then there was pizza and i asked for a slice and she said sure.

as i was deciding her friends were reducing the amount i could get and saying it out loud finnally i got half a slice and woke up. I was in the dining room of my house just walking around the house. Then i decide to do a reality check to see if ive truelly woken up. i count the fingers on my hand and theres like 12. then i keep looking at them and the number keeps growing.

i go up to my sister and say "this is a dream!" "look! ive got --- fingers" and so i count them in front of her which she doesnt respond to.then i grab the power cord from the computer and choke her and drag her to her room. i turn into a usb and rape her computer but decide its no fun and feels awfully weird so i turn back and walk to my parents room.

My mom says "esa agua esta fuerte"(the water is strong) to which i respond "la agua mia siempre esta fuerte"(my water is always strong). then i wake up for real

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was watching a commercial that looked like it was from the 1970s. There was a black bakckground. In the foreground was a side-lit vending machine. The vending machine was basically a clear, plastic bubble atop a red, rectangular stand.

Inside the vending machine were little robots. They were toy robots. An announcer said that the robots were made in Japan. There was a close-up of the robots. They looked like they were made of wood rather than plastic. They seemed to have been made in two or three pieces. A main piece was c-shaped, like an old telephone receiver. Then there was a rectangular shape that revolved within the c-shape. Atop the c-shape was possibly a small, marble-like head. The toy was red with yellow squares running down it.

I found something wrong about the toys. They seemed to be projecting a strange message about the body to children. I couldn't believe that the toys were made in Japan. So I tried to get at the toys, for a closer look.

I was now on a stage, where there was blue light, like a fake sky, somewhere in the distance, blocked by a number of black scaffolding pieces and stage walls. I walked into a dark, black corner of what now may have been a room. I saw a vending machine. It was huge, and the top half of the sphere was missing, so I crawled right into the bowl of toys.

Somehow I found out that the robot toys had actually been made in Germany. But I didn't seem to be able to grab any of the robot toys. Instead I grabbed what I thought was a robot toy, but which ended up being a thin, long pillow with a pink, plushy casing around it. The pillow actually spoke if you either pressed some part of it or pulled a string.

The pillow had said something strange, so I tried to make it speak again. I pressed the button inside it and bent it and played with its string. I may finally have gotten it to say something, again something strange.

Dream #2

I was in a car with my mom, possibly on a grey day. We had driven up to some hotel, which looked more like a series of townhouses. I was apparently going to stay here for some amount of time, for something like a vacation involving my family, but not quite with my family.

We walked into the front office so I could get checked in. Along the left wall there was a whole display of pornographic programs for sale. I picked out one that looked particularly interesting to me, a lesbian porn flick. Apparently you had to get a big card, which was like a DVD, and then a smaller card, which was like a calling card.

The larger card was yellow. The smaller card was purple. On its front were photos of pin-up style girls. On it back was a description of the film. Some of the language was porn-like and hot. But eventually the language became the description of some piece of classical art in a museum. I thought, Don't they think that kind of language is a real turn-off?

I had walked up to the front desk, where my mom was talking with the worker, a pretty, Asian girl. Behind the desk and in some rooms off to the left, everything was dim. I was suddenly on the phone with my grandmother. I was telling her about some kind of bad thing that had happened in my family, something involving either my brother or sister getting really angry.

I was walking around in one of the side rooms, which was now like my mom's living room and kitchen combined. I was kind of getting sick of telling my grandmother about the incident. So I told her that my mom had lunch ready, so I was going to go and eat it. I could see the lunch -- something like a birthday cake with white frosting and blue sprinkles -- being set on a counter cluttered with books and other things.

My grandmother was already pestering me to call her back in five minutes. I told her I probably couldn't.

I had hung up the phone. My mom, my brother, and I were all in a room like a living room in an apartment. My brother pointed to a picture on the wall and asked if that was by Henry Darger. I said it was and then looked over my right shoulder at it.

The painting all seemed to have been made on wood. It looked like it was four large fragments, not quite the whole painting, all within a wood frame of the same thickness of the wood on which the painting was done. The painting was mostly white, and it depicted little girls on a battlefield.

My brother had been concerned that this was a fake Darger. I tried to assure him it wasn't. On the opposite wall, right near a corner around which was a dim room, was another Darger fragment. This was painted on a huge block of material that looked like cardboard. The painting depicted two children in a deep, green forest. But the two children were just bellies and legs -- nothing else. They looked like the bottom half of Homer Simpson, except shorter and with green pants.

The fragment was shaped like a patch of camouflage, and it hung like a lone puzzle piece in a much larger, rectangular frame of the same cardboard material. I looked closer at the thick fragment. All the colors of the painting appeared to go straight through the carboard, as if you could slice the carboard at any width and find the same picture.

My mom started getting hysterical. She said I wasn't paying attention to her problems, and that I'd pay for it. I acted like I didn't care. But then she said something like she had a lot of ways to make me pay, such as getting me arrested.

I turned away from her. We were now in something like a subway car. Three kind of trendyh, young men all walked up to me. I thought they were going to start trouble with me, as usual. But they asked me if I wasn't the guy who "that tall, blonde guy had hit on the head on the train." I said I was. They all kind of cheered me on. They said they had all been watching me, and that they thought I'd handled the situation really well.

I was trying really hard to remember the situation. But all I could remember was that I didn't get intimidated and I was ready to fight the guy, but that he had walked away. I made some body motions, swinging my body back and forth and holding my fists up. The guys mimicked me.

I was kind of hoping the guys would get off the train. I felt like the situation could easily change and that the guys would decide they didn't like me. I tried to change the subject. One of the guys was wearing a t-shirt with the Superman logo on it. So I asked the guys about Superman.

I missed the buss and was in a big city. I was lost and couldn't find my way to school or home. It was 7:25 school started and I got scared. At 3:00 i found my way home and pretended I went to school. Mom tried to talk to me about school and i woke up.

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DJ Log: May 2, 2011 – 5:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I find myself standing at a city intersection when a huge off-road dump truck drives through with flashing lights on it.

I awaken to the garbage truck with flashing lights sitting in front of the house, compressing the load of garbage.

DJ Log: May 2, 2011 – 4:15AM (USA Eastern)
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I am trying to drive an old 1984-85 Toyota 4Runner, but the manual transmission is producing unpredictable results. Every time I select a gear and release the clutch, the vehicle goes in a different direction. Most of the time it goes backwards, but sometimes it goes sideways or forward. After stopping at stop sign, I become frustrated with the transmission's inability to drive forward so I get out and walk.

I was at my Nana's house back in Florida. A yellow wired video game controller was hanging from the ceiling with a hand sized pink crab. My sister was with me and I had no idea what to do. I tried moving the bed so it wouldn't fall onto the bed. I looked around the room to see if there were any holes, or any other entryways for the crabs to get it. I throw something at it and it fell.

The next dream was short. I remember being in class, in my worst class that is. And I asked my teacher for help and he wouldn't help me, he never does. He's the worst teacher I will ever have.

My final dream was extremely energetic. It all took place at night.
I remember running downstairs into the kitchen where my mom was and I just knew I needed to lock the door because someone was going to come in. Right when I walked to the back back door it opened and a mans hand with a gun in it pointed into the house I tried to slam his arm into the door. The gun dropped from his hand and I quickly picked it up and checked if it was loaded and then chased him out into my back yard where my mom was yelling for me to shoot. I did but the gun felt weak, almost like it wouldn't kill someone but it did, I killed him.
I walked towards the side of my house and I could see two other men walking towards my front door, I ran back inside as quick as I could to the back door and ran to the front door so I could lock it before they came into the house. I fortunately had the gun still in my hand. But once again, I didn't get to the door in time and they both came inside. I shot both of them.