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had a dream that i was with macgyver and some other person that i did not know. we were in his basement and all three of us went into a time/reality machine. while we were traveling to another reality i looked like we were in an unerground setting, it was all white with pillars supporting the area and every now and then we would fly past a symbol, two stood out a pagan star and a cross. once we got to our destination it looked like an undergrounf subway terminal. there was a rack of clear globe with blue liquid in them. i turned to look down the coridor and saw three aliens coming they had masks on and at the bottom of the mask there wereclear tubes with orange colored liquid in them , i did not know what they were for. we tried to throw the blue globes at them but the just bounced and did nothing. we ran down some steps an through a door. there was some sticky substance on the floor and when our sweat hit the floor stuff started growing i thought they were replecas of each of us. we could kill our own spawns but if the spawn touched any thing else it would kill it. i knew this becasue one of my spwans touched one of macgyver's spawns and they both died. so wee ran from the room. after we left the room i had a third person view of the room and some how we missed two of macgyver's spawns. this was another dream where i had taken some B6 before going to bed

I was walking down a street, the sun was shining on me, I felt the warmth as I looked up to the sky above me, feeling very relaxed and content with everything.

Suddenly the atmosphere changed, people all around and the feeling of doom and gloom. I at once had a knowing of an impending explosion. Of what I did not know, I only knew that me and everyone around me were a few seconds away from death.

Directly in front of me a flash of light overwhelmed my face. I heard an enormous crack, felt a wave of heat and saw soundwaves coming toward me. This was it!! I felt my body parts break away (no pain) only fear of impending death, and knew at once I was in the process of dying.

Darkness all around me. I am surprised!! but feel dread at the same time...all my senses are gone...but I'me still aware. What am I? Where am I? I'me still here but it's not the same as when I was alive. I feel like my consciousness is floating, I have no body..it's not the same, should have been different..

I then woke up with my heart racing and still felt a lingering presence of dread lurking about me.

while i was dreaming last night , i was at a point that i thought i was dreaming . I did a RC ; this is the frist time i remember doing one in my dream. this is where it gets weird did the RC felt that i was dreaming then i rubbed my hands together; another first to try and stabalize the dream but then i had a false awakening and it screwed me all up and i woke up.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

Two kind of burly, fat, white guys managed to rape two guys and a woman. I saw the men and women close up, as if I were right near their faces as they were getting raped (all three at once?). I wanted to stop the men from raping the people, but I was on some kind of drugs, and I was too numb or dumb to do anything. Plus, I was probably also afraid of the whole situation.

I later heard or thought over the story of the men. They had done something like this before. They may have been something like bodyguards. They always guarded one particular celebrity. The celebrity was either a young man or a boy, and he was possibly very pretty. The celebrity didn't have much in the way of a personality. He was kind of a pretty face and not much else. But his father was possibly really mean to the security guards.

So, at this time in the past, the bodyguards heard that the father was going to be gone and that another celebrity, possibly male as well, was coming to visit the first celebrity. So, to revenge themselves on the father, the bodyguards raped the visiting celebrity while the first father was away.

For some reason I thought, Well that kind of makes sense. That was revenge. But this time, it doesn't make sense at all.

I was now outside in the daytime. I was in a place that looked like an Ancient Greek plaza. There was a long, rectangular fountain-pool running along one side of the plaza. The plaza seemed to be enclosed by stone walls.

A woman was walking in the pool. The water went up to about mid-calf on her. The woman was young, white, kind of cute, with short, red hair. She wore a long, white toga and possibly a wreath around her head. The wreath may have included small fruits.

This woman was the woman who had gotten raped. But now it was like she hadn't quite gotten raped, but like she had only gotten harrassed a bit while the two men had gotten raped. The girl seemed to remember nothing. She said she was so hung over from last night's party. She had apparently had a lot of booze and drugs.

The woman walked back and forth in the pool, and I followed her. I didn't feel like I deserved to talk to her. After all, I hadn't been able to protect her from the men.

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Facebug

I was sitting in a room with a lot of 'friends'. I didn't know the room, neither did I know the people that were my friends in the dream. Half of the people were sided on the left side and the other half on the right side. There was some table with cookies between us all.
We were just chatting about general things when I caught the subject facebug. Two girls were talking about facebugs, that they're bugs who like to sit on people's faces. When I heard that I looked to the wall across the room and saw something like a butterfly. It was yellow-like and had little wings attached to his round head. A facebug. It flew right to me and I was scared so I quickly went to the other side of the room. I hate bugs, any kind!
When I turned around I looked at the bug again and it began to fly toward me again. This kept happening for a long time, while the girls who were talking about the facebug just laughed at me for being scared. Then all of a sudden the bug started to fly toward them too. They screamed even harder than me.
Finally the facebug settled down on the cookies-plate on the table. Right then my little brother came in to take the plates to the dishwasher and at the same time he came into my room in reality and pulled my sheet off to wake me up.

I was pretty pissed off :\

April 25, 2011

Notes
Hardly slept last night. Went to bed at 1:30am, woke up screaming for my mom. Took me awhile to fall back asleep, not sure when exactly. Woke up finally at 6am. I rarely have outright nightmares. Creepy, ominous, yes. Horrifying? No, not really. If I ever have a nightmare I usually will become lucid and then either stop/change the dream. Although I did do that this time, it was really late and the nightmare was practically already over. Also, three dreams inside of each other. I could make an inception joke, but honestly I'm still creeped out. My dream self didn't realize they were dreams inside dreams. Motifs of nothing, I've never had a dream quite like this. Also, I had dreams this weekend but they weren't too interesting seeing as I lost sleep. Also I wasn't home, so I didn't bother to write them down anyways.

Entry 010
I'm in Dr. Clark's room. We have some huge essay to write, it's due in 30 minutes, but I'm so tired. I lay my head down on my desk and fall asleep.

I'm in my bed, except I realized later that it was on the wrong side of the room and exact to my old bed back home. I'm half-asleep, my body is already paralyzed and my mind is mostly unconscious. As I'm lying there, about to enter a deep sleep, I feel something on my back. It feels like a hand. For a minute I don't feel particularly worried about this. The hand is running over my back, slipping lower until it runs over my ass. I feel uncomfortable. Then I can feel nails digging into me. I realize there is no hand, but the touch persists. I realize the hand belongs to some kind of demon, and that its intention is to murder me. My body is still paralyzed. I try screaming, but all that comes out of my throat is a strangled grunt. It's not loud enough for anyone to hear. I know that I have to stand up and get out of here. I try to stand, but I can't. I fall to my knees and drag myself to the door. Along the way I see something out of the corner of my eye. It's a little man, about as wide and tall as a bowling pin, dressed in clothes like Charlie Chaplin with white pasty skin, frizzy black hair and huge, staring, yellow eyes. I open the door and drag myself to the hall. I try screaming more, but I'm still not able. I think I see my mom on the couch, but it's dark. I get to the couch, someone's there. I'm safe. I relax, fall asleep by the couch.

I wake up. I'm in bed. Something is touching me. Repeat of the last dream, but as I reach my door this time I think "My bed is on the other wall. Didn't I just have this dream?" and I realize I'm dreaming. My dream self, however, is still panicking. It's screaming at me to get the hell out of the room. The will of my dream self overpowers my lucid self and I fling the door open. There's a blinding white light.

I open my eyes. I'm screaming. My mom is in the doorway.

Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

Night of April 22-23

I have returned to Japan to live there again. I live in an apartment that is in the same city and the same neighborhood as the one I lived in the first time, but it's several times as big, and has a separate kitchen as well as a larger bathroom.

I'm outside of the building, on the north side of it, standing on a large, open, elevated concrete plaza. [It kind of resembled the one that's part of the queue for Space Mountain at Disneyland, now that I think of it, only bigger. It definitely doesn't exist in real life, at least, not there.] I admire the view of the nearby hills and the old houses that are on top of them. [Um, what?] There is a tourist there with me, pointing a camera to the south at the big apartment building behind me. I tell him that he's at one of the three or four most popular places in the city to take pictures. [What. There are an awful lot more than three or four such places in my city, and that certainly isn't one of them.]

I have a conversation with someone in Japanese, and I seem to handle it fairly well. The words come quite easily. [And I don't remember any of them being off or weird, as they sometimes have been in previous dreams.] Nevertheless, I feel concerned about my Japanese language abilities no longer being adequate to deal with the day-to-day tasks of living here, especially not now that I'm fully responsible for dealing with all the transaction details for things like bills and rent. [This is currently of my ongoing background thoughts in real life, too, but one I haven't been able to give much conscious thought to. Obviously.] I take out my foreign resident registration card, look at it, and think, This is the one from last time, so it's expired now, but it'll be good until I can get an updated one. [Um, no. It doesn't work that way. I don't have the one from last time anymore in real life; I handed it in upon leaving Japan to return to the U.S., which is required.]

Night of April 23-24

My mom and I are driving through a wild area in the brown car. We're looking for an outdoor wedding ceremony that someone told us we should attend. We drive along, and I spot the ceremony: it's taking place on the opposite side of the river from where our car is. We drive along the river for a ways, looking for a place where we can cross it and turn around.

[Different scene.] My mom and I are shopping in the shopping center nearest our house [the one we often walk through in reality]. We're in a smallish, narrowish store that sells beauty products. We leave it and walk along the walkway that passes in front of all the shops, heading back home on foot. There is a man there who only has the upper half of one leg left, and who gets around on crutches. There is also a woman in an electric mobility vehicle there. She's wearing a T-shirt [I think; or it might have been a sign] with text on it that says that she's from a very large family, and that her mother started having children when she was only 11 [!!]. I get into a very long, involved conversation with this woman. [I don't remember most of it now, but I do remember that] One of the topics of conversation is how different our points of view and perspectives are because of the different experiences we've had. At one point, I say, “And I don't care about kids, unless they're my students.” She replies, “You see? Different perspectives.” We walk all the way to the end of the shopping center and turn up the road that leads back to my house.

Can't remember dreams from last night. Nappp.

T's ex came over to our house and they were talking about something they didn't want me to hear. They were talking about a girl and I thought they were hiding something from me. I asked T to come into the bedroom and talk to me. He followed me into the bedroom and I asked what was going on. He gave me a pathetic smile and told me he needed to show me something. He takes his ring and it's in some sort of jewelry box and he points to it as if to say he chose me and I had nothing to worry about.

And just for fun. This is the earliest dream I can remember from when I was 4 years old.

I was at my grandparents house and I had this dream right around my 4th birthday. I was in a bunk bed, top bunk, and my grandparents were sleeping on the bottom. I'm up there with the skeleton guy on "Tales of the Crypt" I think that's what it's called... He's just up there talking to me.

Its night time at my old house I17 and I'm outside by the side door. There is another door I see farther down and I see a bear that was on a leash there is now loose and coming towards me. I get inside and I am trying to get my parents down into the basement. They aren't really cooperating and I think something is wrong with my dad. I am thinking the boiler room in the basement is the best spot but they aren't cooperating and I feel like we are running out of time. I'm scared and panicky

This is my second night of taking calea tea.

The first night there was an increase in the vividness of dreams, but I can't really remember them I can remember some fragments of several dreams but nothing clear. A couple of normal dreams I can not remember then the first lucid I can not really remember I chained into the second one. about 5am now.

I awake in the dream running down my drive way of my old house where nearly all my lucids happen. As I run out onto the road I think this is so vivid maybe I am not dreaming I jump up in the air and float back down, I must be dreaming, I jump again a few times and start floating up I lose vision but can still feel the road so I keep jumping. I suddenly start getting pulled up faster and faster .

I decide to go along for the ride.

The next thing I know I find my self in a car my dad is driving, we are just in the next street up from where I was. The street is really derelict, there are old car bodies and whatnot in all the yards, and the houses are really run down. I think something like “this street has always been dodgy” ( in real life this is not the case, the steet as pretty nice houses in it). One house looks like it used to be a shell service station, with rusty petrol pumps under the house.

Suddenly my dad speeds through a stop sign I yell at him. He told me he didn't want to wait for the cars,(there was a big line of cars turning) we start arguing. Suddenly he starts driving really erratically, and into the on coming traffic we drive streight through a car.

Somehow I know the girl was just about the get married, she is crying and screaming I think she lost her arm in the crash. Again he drives really erratically into oncoming traffic we smash into a few more cars, he starts going really fast down a hill and skids sideways to go turn into a street he skids for ages and the car breaks down its squealing like the fan belt is broken or something.

He says "well this didn't go as planned" a bus is heading straight for us we are stuck sideways across the lane. I'm not really scared, I don't think I am aware I am dreaming yet though . He finally gets the car going before we get hit by the bus.

We head down the end of the road. there are two naked girls sitting in a booth and there is a barn/shed up the back of the yard. As we pull in the girls morph and cloths appear on them , like genie cloths. We get out of the car I'm thinking where the hell are we and why has dad taken me here. One of the girls tells dad 'Omg what's he doing here, if you want him to have any fun here take him to the 1000 pound women'. I think what? I don't want a fat chick. ( no offence ).

We head up to the shed there are heaps of girls there. I guess they are prostitutes. My dad heads in. There is a guy standing near me he is looking at me with an aggressive grin. I want to get out of here all the girls are coming around me I am freaking out. ( odd since I normally jump at a chance of erotica in my dreams). I see some thing on a bench near by I think it was a wrench I pick it up and go to hit him. Its so heavy I can hardly swing it. There is another guy a big fat guy behind me I swing it at him. He pulls some other thing out and catches the wrench in it's like pliers or something only bigger. (I think to my self that was pretty cool I had like a split mind I was the observer and the actor) We wrestle.

The thing has three hooks wrapped around the wrench looks kind of like snake heads. I start speaking Latin ( like Merlin if you have ever seen that show) and take control of the thing I start moving the 'fingers/snake heads' suddenly it is becoming part of me I fell 'dark' energy taking over me I panic and think 'evil' is consuming me. I start thinking white energy... white energy... I suddenly 'awake' on the floor of my old house my mum is in the kitchen I am rolling on the floor fighting this dark energy and this is where it gets a little disturbing, something comes out of my mouth look/feels like a turkey neck .. I think it's might have been my spine my head bends back and it sticks out my mouth. everything goes red and I think I am dieing in front of mum. I awake with a jolt. relived it was just a dream... its now 5:20.

I'm going to try for another lucid. As I was relaxing attempting a WILD a random dream I just remembered , when I woke up from this one I was wondering if it was a prophetic dream. I was at the gym . The place looked completely different . anyways. I was waiting for a class and no one turned up. I figured they stuffed up the timetable for the Easter holiday. So I start going home as I am out in the yard. The instructor is rushing in. She is telling someone she just had a heart attack. I run in side so I don't miss the class, but it is full already - hope fully she doesn't have a heart attack.

After this I try and WILD some more and got close a few times and many many little dream fragments/HI for the next 2 hours. still have one more cup of tea left for tonight who knows what will happen.

Last night I remember 2 separate dreams, and one that is more of a fragment.

I dreamed that I was with two friends, one of which I could identify as my friend, Fredrik, and one DC without a name. I dreamed that we were playing some kind of game where we had to sit in a sofa sort of thing that was attached to a metal contruction. At the push of a button, the sofa quickly started traveling along the tracks of this construction, sort of like a rollercoaster. At first, it went quickly down to a dip that by the normal laws of physics would've caused the sofa to get completly stuck, but instead it seemed to just jolt past this gap. I do remember however that going past this part of the ride made a really harsh bump that I really disliked. Then it travelled a bit upwards, then down again then really quickly ascended a slight hill. At the end of this we were ejected out of the sofa and had to attempt to shoot ourselves into holes in a wall. Kinda like how you throw balls into holes at a faire, except we were the balls. The area around us was really dark, as if we were in a damp cave.

The next dream was with a group of people whom I could mostly not identify. I do know that one of them was an old teacher of mine (that I really liked). They were sitting and watching something, and me and another dream character were cooking some sort of food. At some point, whoever I was cooking with got hurt by something, and went to sit down. At this point, my teacher and one other person decided that it was important to keep people distracted from something, so they (with very serious demeanor) started entertaining the group through various means.
*THIS IS WHERE IT GETS FUCKED UP*
They started singing a song about daring to take chances to be with the one you love, and as they were singing, various pairs of toys I had as a child started appearing in the food. They searched for the other one of the same kind, and when they found their match, they got out of the pot and disappeared. I can really vividly see a pair of toy soldiers floating around in a pot of bacon sauce, and as soon as they touched eachother they just climbed out of the pot and disappeared. This went on until the dream ended.

I also have this fragment of a dream where a friend of mine, Adina, whom has recently lost her shades, decided to buy a new pair. And I disliked it. A lot.

I am at work and it’s the first day of the week. But its Tuesday as there was a bank holiday. I struggle with getting deliveries I have ordered. I am looking in the basement and loading bay delivery room and I look through all the deliveries. I need to sort out all the ones that are not for me. It confuses me a bit as there are some old ones and out of date. Then I find the right one. It all happened by the big compactor. I put the delivery on the ground and just as I turn around and turn back it disappears. I look around where it is and see one of the cleaners there. It’s a big polish girl with straight blond hair with another black cleaner. They putted everything in a rubbish bin. I start taking it out but cannot find everything so I search around. Then a delivery guy comes and gives me a copy of an invoice.

Lucidity: 5/10
Vividness: 7/10
Length: ~3 Min.

I was Spider-Man swinging like no tommorow. I wanted to have different powers because I didn't feel like swinging. But then I thought I was sleeping in class so I woke myself up and I was in class but was a false awakening.

I don't really remember much about the dream i had but i do remember the last part before i woke up. i was at my grandma's house, and that's behind my house. I was walking to find a puppy that looks very familiar. after going in my grandma's house, she tells me that their back and i saw my two dogs that i had before my mom gave them to other people while we where in vacation. I was really excited that both had come back, and they looked the same before and then my grandma's boyfriend tells me that they have flee's. after that i looks at my dog , then I wake up finding out it was a dream.