Kids these days... Recall: 8/10 Sleep: Good Sleep Position: UnknownI'm on some sort or reality show, going in and out of third person. There is a man in a house who lets me stay with him, sort of my sponsor. He's an odd fellow, but uncharacteristically wise. He shows me to my room where I sit on the bed and look out the window. I can see in the window of the neighbour's house, where two teenage boys are dancing with two girls. They spot me watching them and start acting all tough. They go to the window and continue their show of bravado. Next thing I know, they are outside my window pounding on it. I go outside and they continue to harass me, wanting to fight. I oblige them, and punch the oldest one in the face just once. He drops to the ground and his younger friend doesn't know what to do. The kids and their family are NWO, and won't let this go. The kids were genetically engineered to be superior and larger, so it's unacceptable that they lost to me. Their whole family comes over for a rematch, where I will fight the oldest kid again. They show up, and the reality show film crew are capturing it all. I ask them if they really want to embarrass themselves on camera, but they are dead set that we finish this. We step out into the street, and the kid and I fight. I'm expecting another easy win, but he kid displays an excellent knowledge of karate. He blocks my first few punches with ease and counters with punches and kicks of his own, which I too avoid. I catch his leg during one of his kicks, planning to pummel him in the nuts, but somehow I can't find the right opening, or even move to strike at all. I finally break through that mental paralysis and punch him right between the eyes. He goes down and our contest is over.
I "awaken" in the dream on a plane, first class. I am in the aisle seat, the window seat next to me is empty. I am reading one of my favorite books which is unique for having a blank cover. I can tell at least a year has passed from the last chapter, I feel my dream self has seen all of the United States I have wanted to see, and am now trying to travel elsewhere, starting with Europe. I hear a man clear his throat, and realize that my row is not empty. He is sitting in the aisle seat across from me. I do not look up, and continue reading. After some time passes, he finally speaks. "Excuse me, I couldn't help notice your book...what is the name of it?" I look up and see the man clearly for the first time, meeting his gaze. Crisp white dress shirt unbuttoned at the neck, plain black suit pants. Short peppered gray hair and tanned skin. He is considerably older than me, by around twenty years, but I still notice I am attracted to him. I recognize him as a famous actor, but I don't let on, instead focusing on the nature of his question. The corners of my mouth upturn into a smirk. "It doesn't have a title..that's why the cover is blank." I try to smile politely and look back down at my book and continue reading. The man looks after me quizzically, shifting in his seat to question me again. "Wait, I'm sorry. It doesn't have a title? Then who's the author?" I look up again, still smiling, trying hard to contain my laughter. "It's not actually written by just one person, there are no names attached to it..hence the blank cover." I try to look annoyed now, enjoying messing with him. The man is exasperated now, but still curious. "Okay well then what's it about?" Looking up once more, I smile wider "It doesn't really have much of a plot..." My voice trails off, waiting to see his reaction. He laughs "Of course it doesn't, why would a book with no author or title have a plot?" I grin while closing the book, offering it to him. "Pick a page, read a little. You'll see what I mean.." He reads a little and hands it back, now having a full understanding "And it just goes on like that?" He asks. I nod and say "Pretty much. I always take it with me when I travel, I just pick a spot anywhere in the book and start reading. I've yet to finish it, but I don't think it would matter if I did." He smiles "You're right, I don't imagine it would matter much." Our conversation ends, and I go back to reading. Two hours later, the flight has touched down in Lake Como. As we all stand up to depart, the man and I make eye contact and smile at each other, but don't say a word. True to form, I have no other luggage than my laptop bag, which also holds my camera. I make my way to the outside of the airport and wait on the curb for a taxi to come by, looking expectantly in the distance, hoping one will appear soon. In front of me is a black sedan, which the man from before strolls up to with his one carry on bag, making pleasantries with the driver in Italian who takes the bag and puts it in the trunk. He sees me now, waiting for a taxi. "Waiting for your ride?" He raises his voice to be heard. I look to him nonchalantly "Just waiting for a taxi, yeah." He motions to his driver to hang on and walks over to me. "It might be a long wait, there aren't a lot of taxis here." "Great. Well, I'll just start walking then, thanks for the heads up." I start walking the other direction. "No luggage?" He says, following me. "No," I sigh. "No luggage, I was planning on buying everything I needed in town. I like to travel light." "Well where are you staying?" "I didn't have a place planned, I was just going to ask the taxi to drop me off at a hotel." "Well I can give you a lift," Off my unsure look "come on, it beats walking" I relent, and we walk back to his car. "My name's Geo" he says. I grin and say "I know.. I'm Sera." and we shake hands. "Nice to meet you, Sera." "Nice to meet you, Geo." The driver takes my bag, commenting in Italian to Geo that I have a nice ass. Geo looks to see if I react, and I don't, so he assumes I don't know Italian as we both get in the car and drive away from the airport.
Sunday March 6 2011 I had a False Awakening last night. All I can remember before the FA was that I was in a car, looking through the window of another car directly at a woman. I said to her (like I knew it the whole dream), "I am really dreaming." I felt a surge of excitement and had my FA, except I was lying on my stomach with my feet at the headboard where my head was supposed to be. I didn't realize I was in a dream. My body jumped up because of the excitement but I thought I should try to do a DEILD by laying down and thinking of the dream again. It didn't work. I went to another dream (which I can't recall well, something about a three story mall) and slept the rest of the night. I have a tendency to sleepwalk, so maybe it really wasn't a false awakening and I did change my position during the night.
Saturday March 5 2011 Can't remember much besides the fact that I was on a giant chessboard. It was made of marble and each square was probably about 1 m^2.
07.03.2011NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID In a previous par of the dream I can barely remember I had kicked some vampire butt alongside J. J and I then saw an infectee down the street and we deduced that the vampires were infecting people again. We cured here with magic and located a large subterranean parking lot where they were having meetings. There were two vampire girls guarding the entrance. One went away (I think we scared her) and the other one led us to a group of three vampires. I told her to go away and we started fighting.
Grandfather's Ph.D. We are at my grandparents' house. My mother and I are discussing my Grandfather's attempt to get a Ph.D. "Why not?" we say, "he has already published 8 books." I look at a bookshelf of books, all written by my grandfather. Yeah, that's it. What kind of dream recall was that?!
Goals: Godfather TOTY I begin in a strange room. I am crowded by many people. We're all waking around socializing and having a damn good time. Then, this kid Tom I know started to rampage around like a retard. He was knocking things over, punching people, etc. Finally, he stormed away. What the fuck? People now discussed the strangeness that had just happened. That wasn't Tom's normal retardation...something was fishy. I suggest that Tom may have been on Methamphetamine. Everyone seems to believe that's a reasonable explanation. Meth does cause you to rampage like a violent moron. So, everyone begins to pack up. I have someone give me a ride. He offers to take me to his place, but he has to stop somewhere else first. So, we drive away. Then, a tells me he's being stalked...by a murderer. So, we arrive at a store. The guy splits up to go shop. I browse alone. I come across a collection of scouters. I see a blue, a red, and a green scouter. I take the blue one and put it on. Then, it detects someone. The murderer?! I rush over and I see that it IS a murderer. No doubt it's the one looking for that guy. Shit. What to do?! What to do?! Then, I think of a plan, and I don't like it. I walk over to the murderer. "Hey strong man..." I say. I grab his abs. "I love strong men. And you're defiantly one." Well that was gay. The guy looked freaked out now. He told me to get away, and he ran off. Well, that was fucking gay, but it had results. I had to use the bathroom now. I go downstairs and start to piss into a rusty sink. Then, I became lucid without dream signs! I continue to piss, then I zip my pants up. Oh right...um, this is a bad place to do the Jaws TOTY. Oh! The Godfather TOTY. Now, I use the turn around method. Where is he?! Shit! Then, he jumps through a window. What the hell? Damn. So, I ask him a favor. I ask him to handle my very first rivals, the drunken perverts from my origins at DV. I killed there leader LONG ago. The other three are still alive somewhere. The Godfather agrees and then he leaves. Awesome. TOTY completed! I believe that makes four TOTYs completed. Then, I go back upstairs, but then my little brother rudely wakes me up. Shit.
I went to bed at around 10AM and woke at 5:30 PM I don't recall much about my dreams, but one stands out. I dreamed 2 guys came into the house and my 18 year old son raped one of them. He thought they were intruders but it turned out one of them was a friend. I was appalled by my sons actions. Even if they were intruders I felt he needed counseling and/or jail. But I was more concerned with the friend. As it turned out, my son had attacked him before so he shrugged it off sadly as if it was something he was used to. I tried explaining NO ONE has any right to treat him that way. That's really all I can remember. >>>The ONLY thing I can think of that could even possibly have triggered that dream is the fact my 15 year old daughter had a gay friend stay over for a couple of nights. My bedroom connects to the bathroom. They were putting on makeup and dying their hair and coming back and forth between rooms. Once, Jeff (the guy obviously lol) was sitting on my bed when my daughter randomly asked: "Does butt sex hurt." Without thinking, I replied: "Yes." Then Jeff said: "It hurts the first few times." so I quickly added, "Yeah, if you have a gentle partner, there ARE things he can do to make it better." But why the dream evolved the way it did from that is a mystery. Bits and pieces of other dreams include: Running into former religious friends at a gas station. >> I went to a gas station before bed and ran into the church crowd, which triggered the dream. I dreamed of a large cockroach that I kept trying to squish and butter that I squeezed for some reason and it resembled a rabbit. I tried to preserve the butter because it looked like a piece of art lol, but when I left for some counseling session it melted. At the counseling session, there were a lot of angry people. I shut down and shielded myself from the anger for the most part, so that part is lost. >>>I'm pretty sure I dreamed of the counseling session for 2 reasons. I watched Fairly Legal right before going to sleep. It's a legal show about mediation. Second, last night, my brother-in-law was putting me down as a parent to my 14 year old daughter because both of my daughters are most likely going to a Juvenile Facility for truancy. This is their 4th appearance before the Magistrate. Their last 4 absences were my fault because I was having a rough time with my gallbladder but the rest of the absences are on them. Neither me nor their older brothers can wake them up in the morning. They refuse to go. Now they have to deal with the consequences. I also dreamed of repeated scenes were I jumped some watery chasm in a vehicle. Only, the vehicle folded down every time and I was able to carry it out of the water >>>No idea And there was a couple dreams about driving through snow in my grams old neighborhood. I'd always lose control at certain curves, but I never crashed. >>>>It's snowing today after unremembered days of "Spring". I drove in it this morning, thus part of the dream. I think that's it. I jumped awake, thinking I was being paged over the perimeter alarm. It plays as musical beeps when hubby's trying to reach me from his house. But it was quiet lol
last night I had a dream about how some people and I had an expedition into a gigantic cavern where there is barely any light, and there are wolves and other animals down there too, it is also cold and snowy, there are some lights on the cieling and we had an adventure down there, and we have to be careful because the light draws attention to us and they like the light and we might get attacked if we use our flashlights too long, so we have to throw them when animals spot us.
Last night I had a LD where I was in a gymnasium-type setting with three of my college roommates. I was showing off to them my LD powers. I had a nice, shinny quarter and 4 balls increasing in size from a golf ball to a tennis ball to a soccer ball to a physio-ball. I was using my hands out in front of my body to push the objects away from me and then pull them back in (without touching them). I found that the larger the object, the harder I had to strain. I also practiced levitating the quarter and that came fairly easy This is the first time I purposely demonstrated my powers in LD. It was quite the experience.
In the first dream I dreamed I was on the set of the old-school Barney (hence school/school ground, not a caboose/playground like what's shown today). I was kid again (I think elementary school age, since that what the kids looked like on the show back when I watched it) They were filming an episode (that isn't real). Than these black guys appeared. I think I'm the only one who could see them. I tried to tell one of the adults (both the in-show ones-when they weren't being filmed and the camera crew) but both thought I was making it up. Even the other kids didn't believe me!!. I than went into this play house and set down at the little table in there and started to draw the black guys. I just finished the picture and was showing it to an adult when the dream changed. In the second dream. I was on something it was a church but also was a ship. It was a sunny day. I was in a pew (near the aisle-which I could look at) and mom was sitting next to me. There was going to be more than one wedding happening but they were all going to be happening at the same time. Than the brides came out, all I could tell was they were all Disney Princesses-but the only one who stood out for me was Mulan, since she was dressed in a Western Wedding dress (you know the one Western brides usually wear??) but her face was with the "make up" from the first song in Mulan "Bring Us Honour" and for some reason she was crying (another Princess I figured was Ariel-since I caught a glimpse of red hair). I couldn't tell who they were going to marry (the bridegrooms all had their backs to me) but it seems like the bride-grooms were NOT these princesses' love interests. I just knew somehow I had to stop the weddings. I tried to get out of the pew but mom pulled on my pink dress back into the pew and asked me "What do you think you're going to do??" I told her that the bridegrooms aren't the brides' love interests and I had to stop the wedding. But my mom told me just to Mind My own Business. This is when I woke up.
All I remember is riding on a bike down a highway with some people. Asuka was behind me. we came to some overpass blocking our way and we flew over it and then met some people I seemed to recognize. Second fragment involved being on a hill and seeing black shadowy things.
I WILDed during my afternoon nap again. I'd say it only lasted a mintue. I was trying to ground myself in the dream by feeling things when I woke up. I noticed that I felt tired and when I tried to shout "increase lucidity!" it came out weak.
blue=non-lucid green=lucid I am on some sort of weird spaceship. I go to a website which is apparently scary. New fragment. I am birthday shopping for my brother, and I take him with me. (?) We go to a game store, and I accidentally break one of the cases, so I start playing some sort of weird guitar to distract the employees. (???) We then meet up with my family at a Subway (the restaurant) and order a chicken tortilla. (??????) I can't remember the rest.
I am in a house with wood paneling walls. It had the look of a cabin. The entrance was more elevated that the living room. The living room was flooded and it looked like a lake. The water was brown and murky and I could not see the bottom. It looked like there was seaweed and algae growing. There is a little floating dock leading out into the water. On the left there is a ladder leading up to a room that looks out over the living room. I climb up the ladder because I plan on crossing the living room by going a level higher. I get up there and there is a giant web and a spider that is as tall as the room as well as several DCs that I do not recognize. They all begin to walk closer towards me and I back away from them. I fall into the disgusting water and I can feel the seaweed brushing my legs. I remember being told that I would not be able to ‘handle it’ in this place. I contested saying that I believed I was strong enough. I remember that I was wearing nothing but a long t-shirt and a pair of underwear but I didn’t care that I was underdressed in front of strangers. I feel like a week has passed and now I am getting ready to leave. I am looking around frantically to find a ‘fleece’ sweater of mine (in reality this sweater is made of wool and I’m almost positive that I’ve donated it). My friend Joshua is there. I am angry with him. I ask him where my sweater is. He has it in his hands however we are on opposite ends of the water filled living room. He tries to throw the sweater across the water but fails miserably. It lands very close to him in the water. This makes me very upset. He jumps into the water to retrieve it. He crosses the living room and hands it to me. Somehow the water has shrunk my sweater so much that it could now fit a Barbie doll. Somebody says that it might be time to clean up the house. Joshua says that he will think about it and find a good method to clean it up (In reality Joshua often throws large house parties and is amazing at cleaning up his house afterwards). It now feels as though this entire week has been a party for these people and I feel that it was a horrible experience for me. The dream seems to change suddenly. It looks like a scene of a movie and I am looking at it from a third person point of view. There are people swimming up to shore. They are dressed as if they are from the 40’s. They are survivors of a plane crash that are now stranded on this island. Now the dream returns to the original scene except it looks like Joshua has ‘cleaned up’. There is no longer water in the living room, just hard wood floor. I am back at the cabin and I now know that the DCs are descendants of the survivors of the crash and we are on an island. Although I do not remember my boyfriend being in other parts of this dream I suddenly being searching for him. I feel as if he has left without me. There is luggage piled up at the entrance and I see that his is missing. I begin searching for him outside with a flashlight. As I do so I see many people that I have not seen in a long time yet I honestly have no interest in speaking with them because I feel like I need to find my boyfriend. I felt abandoned. I wake up. I did not enjoy this dream. I felt stressed the entire time.
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