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"Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out."
Iris Murdoch

Yeah, I been lazy with my DJ's. I have a few written down but not uploaded. Oh well.

I was all ready to walk to the bus stop so I could go to school. Usually my mother drives me to the stop, but this time my dad walked with me.
The sky was a deep, morning pink. The chilly breeze was calming and the dewey grass was very green. The waking world was quite a beautiful thing to see. The geography of my neighborhood was quite different, but the beauty of the world distracted me from noticing.

I walked down to a big round area of road, like a cul-de-sac but with 3 roads coming into it and I saw Mrs. Green [pseudonym], a teacher from when I was in first grade (not my teacher, but one that I knew). She greeted me and I said hello, and I noticed, I didn't have my bag. Or my shoes.

I told my dad I'd be right back and I ran to my house. I moved very quickly. When I arrived, the garage door was open and a golden retriever was inside my garage.

"Hey!" I shouted, "Beat it you dog!" And thus, the dog quickly ran away.

And that's it. What a weird dream it was.

No. Go away. Get out of my house.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

It was daytime. I was at a vacation resort in some country like Mexico. The buildings around me were colorful, and set up like shops that bordered around a large, square-shaped central clearing. They had arc-shaped entrances instead of doors.

I walked over to one building and it had two basic, long cylindrical metal poles coming up out of the ground, with a clothesline going from the top of one to the other. A foot or so down the poles, there was another clothesline. Hanging from these two clotheslines, slightly overlapping each other, were white shirts (mainly t-shirts). I looked at them, and browsed for a few minutes. I recall seeing one with a t-rex on it, but the colors were too faded so I didn't want to buy it.

The shopkeeper walked up to me while I was looking. He was wearing some sort of apron around his waist, and a light blue visor.

"Why are the colors so faded?" I asked him.

"They're 3D," was the reply, and he pointed to the shirts. I looked back at them and the layout of them changed, although I didn't notice this in the dream. Three Breaking Bad shirts, in the middle of the clothesline, stood out to me. I went to them right away because I'm a fan of Breaking Bad.

The first t-shirt on the right had a portrait of Gale, one character from the series. It showed him from the shoulders-up, his two hands holding different objects - one was a marijuana leaf, and the other was a bag of what I presumed to be crystal meth. His face was intent and almost creeped me out a bit. I looked at the t-shirt in the center next. It had a very small picture of Jesse Pinkman in his hoodie. It was probably only three or four inches big. The last t-shirt had a picture of the Breaking Bad logo, with the smoky green background. The edges of the image blended out into the t-shirt, creating a nice transition. All three t-shirts had the faded colors, so I was still put off from buying one, but then I looked closer at this shirt. I moved myself up and down and realized it was three-dimensional, and almost played a short clip like a movie as you moved your position. You may have seen those "movie" bookmarks in a Hallmark or other cards store before. That's what they were like.

Haven't posted in a few days, but I've made a little progress.

5/12/11
Remembered a fair bit of a dream about some kind of bastardized version of runescape. I was casting spells and swinging swords at one person in a courtyard. I dubbed him "the noob", and I suppose that's why I was attacking him.

5/13/11
Can't remember anything of the dream, but I woke up in a frenzy. I opened my eyes and I was still partially in the dream (or so it felt), and I was gasping for breath. More of a nightmare, really. I don't get those often.

5/14/11
Remembered a tiny fragment about a rosy-cheeked, bonnet-wearing, brown haired woman in a yellow dress and apron.

I was walking down my stairs and when I got to the bottom I decided to RC.
When I could breathe through my nose I was surprised that I was dreaming. So I went over to this shelf and I wanted to have sex with a really hot girl from a show. So I said, " Cara is coming down the stairs, she was coming over to hang out." So I turned around and sure enough she was there, I went over to her, grabbed her leather. But then I though about the dream and it faded. I tried to stabilize it but it was too late.

So this is a 2 in one entry anyways, on to the lucids.

I was standing in my hallway and RCed. I then was lucid and went out into my living room. My friend's sister was on our couch watching TV. It was very dark and I knew if I didn't get this shit stabilized I would loose the dream. So I shouted, " Increase vividness! Make it brighter! ". When it was finally good I shouted, " I want it to stay like this!". I shouted that a few times. Then I thought to spawn Bridget Regan. But I would've done her in my basement but it was very dark down there and light switches don't usually work in LDs so I decided not to. Then I thought to do it with my friend's sister. So I went over to her, turned around and looked at her grandma, pointed and said," Delete!". Just like that she went away. So then I went over to the girl and started to take her pants off but then I was holding dog paws. Since I don't like screwing dogs, I let go, disgusted. So then I went into my kitchen and wanted to have sex with this girl named Cara. So I tried but I lost the dream.

DJ Log: May 14, 2011 – 7:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am Justin Bieber's chauffeur for the evening and I'm driving him around in a small hover car, stopping frequently so he can autograph posters and CDs.

It all starts out with a "normal" dream i am in a jungle and im with some guy who is telling me to go find a dragon to tame he points to a path to follow and i set out on my adventure. the path is closed in by cliff faces on both sides so it turns out to be like a hedge maze. i'm just walking through thinking how cool it would be to ride a dragon and up above by the next intersection, pirate-skeletons and zombies pour out from every direction i draw a sword and start fighting it out i'm slowly pushing my way closer and closer to where i think the dragon is. after a long battle i end up in an opening the cliffs are still surrounding me but i am in a spherical opening, i watch as a dragon comes down from the sky i approach it carefully no sudden movements. then from above on the cliff more zombies and skeletons drop down and now the dragons rocking pirate attire and they all gang attack me. Now i am randomly in school exiting out the back to get on my bus its raining the cold thick rain pours down on me its kind of windy and very cold i walk to where my bus should be but all the other busses are there except mine. i stand and wait patiently and all of a sudden there is an explosion and planes are raining down from the sky in flamming wrecks! wings crash on the field then helicopters decide to join the party and start crashing as well. all i can hear are explosions and thunder people run inside saying "They are coming get inside!" i get a sense of fear and run in with a friend she is frightened out of her mind once we are in school she whispers follow me all the lights in the school are off and she leads me to a door inside its a small dark room with boxes everywhere stacked on one another with a small window opposite the door. she goes behind some boxes left of the door and explains that there used to be a window there we look out the window and gaze at the dark sky and lightning i look down only to notice im about 8 stories up even though we entered the room on the first floor two guys come out from behind boxes and say that they have been hiding for a while as well they have a random lightsource made from an LED and a 9v battery they place it on the floor and we all sit in a circle around it we discuss how to defend ourselves and we block off the door then i said "we dont have to worry about the window we are pretty high up it's not like they could climb up here." i stood up and walked to the window to look at the chaos and noticed a black hand on the outside ledge of the window i called out in a whisper telling everyone to get down and cover your faces before it pulls itself up! as i was tucked down in the corner i was thinking about what happens if it sees us and about life and death and realized this isnt real by recalling how i got 8 floors up. i said to myself "hey im dreaming" and stood up i looked at the three DCs and then at the window and dived out of it wanting to fly but for some reason i just plummeted to the ground that was a shock and a half but i instinctively did a roll when landing, and stood up to observe my surroundings. the rain had stopped and i was no longer near school i landed on a street but there where 4 lanes on each side i looked at where i came from noticing the window i had dived out of now belonged to a large hotel about 30 stories high beside it was a street and a gas station with bushes behind it i decided i was going to search for my dream guide an started walking on the empty road up a hill infront of me i called out "DreamGuide DREAMGUIDE" many times only to hear a booming angry familiar voice it was my dreamguides and the voice felt like it was all around me she was screaming "Why have you not found me yet? Why is it you have time for other things when your lucid and not for me? I thought you were ready to see me but i don't know anymore" I replied "i'm trying to find you now" and she was like sarcastically "Oh yah walking and shouting that works" or something along those lines then she qouted me saying "I'd do anything to find my dream guide even if i had to run forever" yah right she said then becoming angrier and shouting "Well why are you not running now hmmm?" i replied with "i don't even know what direction your in then she screamed "IT DOESN'T MATTER RUN RUUUUNNNN" at this point i just took off in the direction i was looking. i was so scared i was thinking "dont hurt me" i pretty much turned to mush as i sprinted for a while up the hill only to be told "FASTER! RUN FASTER!" and floating letters came up which i knew where from her that said "KILLERKOMP: asdfgds" as she growled at me then, she told me "i'm done with you for now if you can't find me soon i might aswell give up on you" then she sighed and woke me up. when i woke up i immediatly started thinking what i did to piss her off the first time i called out to her she replied with a sweet voice, and the second time i went looking for her i woke up feeling like she was ready to let me find her. I think its because i kind of went back on my word and wasn't trying as hard as i should of to find her. well hopefully i can go lucid and apoligize to her and finally meet her. BTW i think because of her anger i can't use any sort of dream control Ohhh and now that i think back maybe shes testing me or im genuinely bad at dreamcontrol but i was able to fly at high speed and perfectly in my second lucid dream and it was the first lucid dream i tried to fly in so why can't i now? well whatev hopefully i can get out of this situation, my dream guide wouldn't hurt me or abandon me right? RIGHT!?

so this was the first time i tried the WILD technique. didnt really work but i do somewhat remember my dream witch is unusual in the first place.

it started off with me running down a gravel road chasing a van with the back doors open. i know the place. it was the same road that led to the place my dad worked when i was growing up. its lined with trees and the hudson river runs on the left side. my dad was driving the van with my brother riding shotgun. two other people were in the van but the only way i could describe them were as non cartoon versions of haley and jeff from American Dad. the inside of the van was covered in blood, but it didnt faze me. instead i jumped in the back of the van and sat down like everything was normal.i think the person resembling jeff fell out the back of the van then it gets hazy

next i find myself in a basement with a pool table. i was alone with crazy lady ( shes an old lady that always stands by the road and screams at traffic ) who was trying to sink 9 balls with 9 shots. if she succeeded she would win something but i cant remember what. two other people came down into the basement to talk to me. it was Jesse, a girl i knew in high school. always had a crush on her and even got a chance, but i blew it. cant remember any more of this part

final place i remember being was outside a parliament building in France, Jesse was still there but we got separated and i found myself inside a conference room. well dressed french people started filing in so i immediately sat down so as not to make a scene. but oddly, no one else was sitting. music starts playing and in walks the king of france. suddenly i realize that his seat is right next to mine and im the only one not standing for him. i hurriedly stand up and tried to blend in with the others but its too late. his bodyguard spots me and escorts me out while i try to explain myself.
* i wake up .

(5/14/11)

First of all, when I first woke up I remembered sooo much more of this dream. Unfortunately I was too lazy to get up and take notes on it like I usually try to do and by the time I got out of bed a lot of it was gone =/ Here is whats left:


This dream started out inside a memory belonging to dream-me (it was playing like a movie). The memory was showing that years ago a boy in England (not sure if dream-me had a personal connection to him) was touring a haunted castle. He slid away a hidden bookshelf and... **At this point I didn’t actually see anything else, but he was apparently attacked, sexually assaulted, and killed by a ghost** My friends and I were discussing traveling to England to solve the mystery of exactly what happened to him.

**There was a lot between this part and the next part but I only remember vague details like we were at a hotel arguing and we were in a really big British cab thing to get to the castle**


When we got to the room where the kid had pulled open the bookcase and let out the ghost, someone noticed something under the corner of the carpet. We pulled it up to find an object. We kept pulling and found that all around the edges of the carpet there were hundreds of things stashed. (Really cant remember what they were but they had significance. They proved that the ghost was an old teacher at the school which apparently used to be in the haunted castle and that he frequently sexually abused his male students.) When we were tearing up the carpet which was held down by staples I remember pricking my finger a few times on the staples and kinda feeling the pain I think.

At this point my like 10 friends that were there with me (I only remember one to be a kid named Phil G that I dated a looong time ago in highschool) decided they were done for the day and wanted to leave but I kept insisting I would not leave until the mystery was solved. I talked with them a bit about how to get a cab back to the hotel and they gave me the phone number then left. I remember worrying briefly if I would have the money for it.


After my friends left I walked down the stairs at the other end of the room to take a break from searching. I walked into some sort of cafeteria. It was a small room with castle-like stone walls, a low ceiling, and stone pillars throughout. There were people at small tables on one end of the room all facing a make-shift stage sort of thing where a young boy (13-16 years) was reading poetry. I saw, to my disgust that in the front row of tables was the “ghost” that I was looking for but he was still alive! (the ghost looked exactly like Harry's fat uncle in the Harry Potter movies). He was creeping me out so much with the way he was watching the boy on stage that I had to leave.


I stormed back upstairs. The carpet was now fixed and there was a long table filled with dirty dishes (as if many people had just eaten there). My dream-self didn't notice though and I simply began to clear off the table as if I was a waitress, bringing the plates over to another little side table and stacking them while I thought about the implications of the “ghost” not being dead.

(5/14/11)

First of all, when I first woke up I remembered sooo much more of this dream. Unfortunately I was too lazy to get up and take notes on it like I usually try to do and by the time I got out of bed a lot of it was gone =/ Here is whats left:


This dream started out inside a memory belonging to dream-me (it was playing like a movie). The memory was showing that years ago a boy in England (not sure if dream-me had a personal connection to him) was touring a haunted castle. He slid away a hidden bookshelf and... **At this point I didn’t actually see anything else, but he was apparently attacked, sexually assaulted, and killed by a ghost** My friends and I were discussing traveling to England to solve the mystery of exactly what happened to him.

**There was a lot between this part and the next part but I only remember vague details like we were at a hotel arguing and we were in a really big British cab thing to get to the castle**


When we got to the room where the kid had pulled open the bookcase and let out the ghost, someone noticed something under the corner of the carpet. We pulled it up to find an object. We kept pulling and found that all around the edges of the carpet there were hundreds of things stashed. (Really cant remember what they were but they had significance. They proved that the ghost was an old teacher at the school which apparently used to be in the haunted castle and that he frequently sexually abused his male students.) When we were tearing up the carpet which was held down by staples I remember pricking my finger a few times on the staples and kinda feeling the pain I think.

At this point my like 10 friends that were there with me (I only remember one to be a kid named Phil G that I dated a looong time ago in highschool) decided they were done for the day and wanted to leave but I kept insisting I would not leave until the mystery was solved. I talked with them a bit about how to get a cab back to the hotel and they gave me the phone number then left. I remember worrying briefly if I would have the money for it.


After my friends left I walked down the stairs at the other end of the room to take a break from searching. I walked into some sort of cafeteria. It was a small room with castle-like stone walls, a low ceiling, and stone pillars throughout. There were people at small tables on one end of the room all facing a make-shift stage sort of thing where a young boy (13-16 years) was reading poetry. I saw, to my disgust that in the front row of tables was the “ghost” that I was looking for but he was still alive! (the ghost looked exactly like Harry's fat uncle in the Harry Potter movies). He was creeping me out so much with the way he was watching the boy on stage that I had to leave.


I stormed back upstairs. The carpet was now fixed and there was a long table filled with dirty dishes (as if many people had just eaten there). My dream-self didn't notice though and I simply began to clear off the table as if I was a waitress, bringing the plates over to another little side table and stacking them while I thought about the implications of the “ghost” not being dead.

Woke up feeling pist..............

It starts off, I'm in a class room and these kids are talking shit about me and harassing me. I couldn't take it anymore so I blew up at them and i started to fight this one guy. As we started fighting the teacher called down to the office for help. I was getting mad at the teacher because I was the good guy not the bad guy. I was only defending myself and all of a sudden the people from the office come and take me away when I'm the good guy. So I'm all upset because i get taken away and the other kid stayed in class. Then I woke up feeling really angry and pist off.

I went outside to the porch and I saw my dad and 2 of his friends reading books. I dont remember much detail. They where sitting on the benches placed outside, they had thire feet on a table. I sat down next to my dad on the bench. Then dad told me the object of the game was reading while having my feet on the table as long as possible. I then got the mental immage of my feet on a red exercise machine that wasn't the table. The dream ended.

I must read to much.

My parrents and I where at my grand fathers house dinning room. There where severeal platters of giant turkeys on the dark colored elegantly carved table. The dream ended.

Weird vivid dream


Well what i remember i sleeped and i wanted to DILD LD

didnt success so continued vivid dreaming and i was in work and there were few girls they wanted to blow me all
the time i dont remember wht happened then there was 1 DOG small dog annoying me all the time i mean he comes to my face and licks me k thats normal but all the time
i was like damn thats my new dream sign then i changed dream i went to school or what it was and there was everyone ..
i mean 2 Brothers of my dad i wanted to steal him 1 ciggaret and the pack of marlboro broken he fixed it with making small
holes in the pack and putting smoething insde.

so then theree were alot of friends ... i knew that place is in germany where i live near the underground station
so then i see someone coming with car "Guess who is it?" Damn JUSTIN BIEBER ?!?!? and i see everyone running on him
even 2pac , even Bob marley ,, i was like wtf fuck him i left and went back to my school place cus i hided the ciggaret and the doors
were closed so i knock there and it was 1 DeathRaw member and told him give my ciggaret pls
so he searched he gave me

then i see 2 BUS.
1 BUS FULL FULL Fans of Justin bieber
and 2ND not that full and justin bieber moving damn ,, i wanted to join the 2nd bus and do something funny lol , both busses gone so i was late
then i saw a Girl that i know and and i saw also bob marley coming from toilet
i went near there i said so let me light my ciggaret and go to the toilet , so i did and i woke up.


thats alll

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

Two women were side, by side, embracing each other at the waist. The women were either soap opera stars or movie stars. They were probably having their pictures taken by the press. They were in the middle of a huge crowd, probably at some kind of really classy party.

Both women looked glamorous, with tan skin and long, black hair parted on top and pulled back. One of them may have had long eyelashes. Both women wore shoulderless, black dresses. One of the dresses may actually have cornered up at one shoulder. One dress had feathers or leaf-like designs on the front. Either one or both of the girls may have been wearing a big, diamond pendant or necklace.

Dream #2

A commercial or an infomercial. A middle-aged Elizabeth Taylor, possibly wearing a kind of shimmery, blue and silver dress (or a dark blue, velvet dress?) stood in a chest-up shot, addressing the camera.

Taylor's chest was decorated with a few big (6 or 7 cm) diamond pins and pendants, in a kind of random fashion. Taylor was talking about how beautiful her diamonds were and how she wasn't ashamed about living with such extravagance.

Taylor said, "But now you, too, can look like you live as glamorously as I do, with new fake diamonds. These diamonds look just like my diamonds do. Why look!"

A kind of short, bald, skinny, white man with a thin mustache and wearing a tuxedo walked up to Taylor. The man was probably a butler. He held a framed backing of blue velvet, against which were set a selection of huge pins and pendants, like the ones Taylor wore. The idea was, apparently, that Taylor was going to compare her diamonds to the fake diamonds on the display.

Taylor continued some kind of speech before the butler interrupted her. The butler cleared his throat and told Taylor that he was holding the real diamonds, and that Taylor was wearing the fake ones.

Taylor gave a look of surprise to the camera, as if to say, "Incredible! Even I can't tell the difference!"