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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.

07.03.2011

NON-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.

The first dream was probably because I've started playing a new MMO called Rift. Also, I had a dream earlier in the night, but the last few days I've been so tired that I don't write them down many times. Hopefully it's just a phase

3/5-6. 3. Playing WoW on dad’s computer on the couch. He comes in and says, “Are you at a stopping point? I need to get on” “Yah, I just have to loot these guys.” Get off. Dad gets on and logs into HIS WoW account (he plays in the dream). His character is lv55. “Wow, you’re 55, huh?” (graphics look amazing). Then I want to show him my character when he’s done. Use his computer, but ends up taking too long and he doesn’t care anymore. I start to play a racing game. Cars are based off of Toy Story characters. A setting was set to “real” so if you crash, you blow up. I make a racer blow up in a pile of rocks

1030. Theresa and I are in a hotel in Amsterdam. Take out the keycard and our room is 17. We walk by a door with 2 girls. Look on the wall and there’s a 17. They had just opened the door for someone and I peek inside. One of the girls at the door gives me an odd look like I shouldn’t be looking. “Oh, this is my room… 17.” We walk in and it’s huge and open(50-75’ ceiling at least). Girl shows us around the place. Starts with the front and there’s a heart shaped bed. Then an open space and the lady starts to dance. I think to myself “I hope I don’t have to dance with her.” Then the room is a bar and lots of people. We find Michelle Xxxxxx and hang out with her. See a Kelly Xxxxx guy around. We go to some table with a few guys and talk. Guys start to act like dbags, so we kindly leave and get our own table. Theresa is now StacEy, but named Brianne. Another girl is Brianne Xxxxxx. StacEy is now Theresa again. I’m sweating a lot for some reason and trying to use my shirt to wipe off the sweat. Shirt is long sleeved and light blue. We then start to leave. Kelly guy seems mad at us. We decided to head up some stairs and go to our room. I’m back on the 1st floor and some guy bumps me. Then Kelly again. I head to the room since a big fight seems to be brewing

Nicole and I were playing on a Minecraft server together. We ventured into an unexplored area and found some strange, circular platforms floating in the ocean. They looked like targets. Assuming the administrator had plans for these, I decided building on them was pointless; the buildings would just get destroyed. We walked back in the other direction, and I found an old cabin I had built previously to survive a night. I decided I would stay there until morning. I was glad I found it when I did since skeletons were already patrolling behind it. I looked around the cabin and quickly discovered the basement. I couldn’t remember why I abandoned the cabin… Until I saw the creepers hiding in the basement, that is. There were at least seven of them, and they all noticed me. Only one jumped up to the ground level, though. I backed into a corner to try to force it to blow up where the damage would be minimal. I knew I couldn’t fight a creeper in this small space. Unfortunately, the creeper knocked out nine blocks on the south wall, exposing me to roaming zombies! The open space was three blocks high, so I quickly placed a line of wood across the middle to keep the zombies and creepers at bay. This didn’t protect me from skeletons or spiders, though. I tried to find materials to use without going into the basement. I tried typing “/give Nephanim diamonds” to see if I had operator rights on the server for whatever reason. The dream didn’t seem to care that I typed the command incorrectly. As I worried that someone would see the request for items and complain that I was cheating, I got a red error message back from the server. It said that I had received a warning from the staff, and the item request had been denied. Boo… I decided to brave the basement for some dirt. To my surprise, it was now empty. Dirt was better than nothing… I don’t know why I had thought to put diamond blocks up instead of something less valuable. Anyway, while I was down there, I found these long, skinny lego blocks and put them together to form a red and yellow striped wall. It still wasn’t wide enough. The corners of the hole were still open, and skeletons were shooting me. I saw that my health was empty. I was alive, but not for long. Another arrow hit, and my items burst from my body. Apparently, my spawn point was close tot he cabin even though I expected to have to run across the island. I carefully returned to the building, collected my belongings, and went on my way.

I met up with Nicole again, and we found a water purification plant beside a street. We filled buckets with water from the clean end and sampled it. The water was horrible… On top of that, we were stealing it. We laughed about all of this as we roamed some more. We found a car, I guess… Some people called Nicole and told her to pick things up from Chick-fil-A. We went there, but we didn’t buy anything for these people. Nicole spent $14 on something applicable to her diet. I saw that $5 of it went toward adding extra bacon. That plus my food and two drinks came out to $21.45. I misheard the amount, so I only pulled out a $20 bill. The drive-through was reversed as if we were in Europe, so I had to pay. To my immense surprise, when we pulled up to the window, the cashier handed us $21.45 instead of taking our money. Speechless, I put the money away. She passed our food over and closed the window. As Nicole drove off, we argued about what just happened. Nicole seemed to think she had gone to the wrong service window, but there was only one.

“They just paid us to take their food,” I said. “That’s all there is to it. It’s not really stealing if they don’t ask you for money… They didn’t ask you to pay when you ordered, right?” Of course not – the woman just said the total was $21.45. It really was our lucky day! Free water, free food, free money! As we continued driving, I became aware of another reality overlapping with this one. I was on a modern pirate ship as we sailed away from the coast. The farther away we went, the more I worried about dying and being too far away to retrieve my belongings. I remembered that I could set up to ten warp points, though, so I kept resetting one warp point as we continued south of the shore. My crew mates discovered stitches on my arms just below the elbow. I explained that I cut them off in order to switch my arms with Nicole’s. I would probably have scars for the rest of my life. For some reason, my crew decided this was traitorous, so they dragged me toward the back of the boat. I was shoved overboard. As I flailed in the ocean, I returned to my former reality. I was in the same car, but my mom was driving instead of Nicole. Nicole and I moved from the middle seats to the back and sprawled out on top of a bunch of Chelsea’s stuffed animals. I kept lulling Nicole into sleep so I could carry her. It worked. She almost fell into a sea of stuffed animals behind the seat, but I caught her.

Meanwhile, I swam back to the ship in the pirate reality. I don’t know why I bothered to go back there, but it was the only place I knew to go. Once I was safe, I switched realities again. Nicole stirred. She looked like she had lost all sense of time and place. She wasn’t wearing a shirt, either. I told her about the overlapping realities. She seemed impressed. I tried to have my way with her, but she refused. I kept asking until she suggested something else. She turned me into a child and herself into a babysitter (although we were like small action figures instead of people). We were going to roleplay. While we entangled ourselves together under a thin blanket, I began to wonder where we were going. We had been driving in one direction for a while. I looked at my mom beyond the shadows of the blanket. She made eye contact with me in the rear view mirror. I saw an infinite stretch of interconnected highways in front of us. There were street signs all over the place, and no matter how far we drove, the dream was always able to fill in the space with the same amount of detail. It could continue indefinitely, I realized. We were in a dream. If nothing changed, my mom would keep driving forever! I tried to use my intent to bring us to WritersCube’s canvas void by car so could get out and try teleporting to his Monolith Gardens dreamscape. I didn’t want to bring the car along. Strangely, I lost some time here… That doesn’t happen very often. The next scene I remember was non-lucid, but there wasn’t a rough jump in the dream like there usually is.

I sensed that a police car would pull up beside us on the highway soon. I was lying across the area behind the back seat with all of Chelsea’s stuffed animals. I knew this wasn’t legal – for one, I didn’t have a seat belt on – so I tried to keep still to avoid drawing attention to myself. Sure enough, a cop car merged onto the highway right beside us. My mom ordered me to come sit in the middle seats once we passed the patrol car. She explained where we were going at last: to a mental hospital. I understood immediately that I had been tricked. I grasped at fleeting questions in my head, but I didn’t know how to respond. I would be kept in solitary confinement for my own good, she said.

“This will keep you from polluting your mind on the computer all day,” my mom continued. “Think of it like this: you’re decontaminating your mind and body until you can function like a normal person in society. You don’t need all that bacteria.” I wasn’t sure I agreed (if I even understood what she meant). It didn’t occur to me that I was free to say no. Rather, I wondered how I would finish school… We pulled onto the side of the road beneath an overpass where a bunch of other cars were parked. My mom and dad got out of the car (when did my dad show up?!) and started moving luggage to a man sitting on a white couch. My dad put all of Chelsea’s stuffed animals in a suitcase.

“Do you really need all of this?” he asked me.

“Those are Chelsea’s, not mine. Ask her.” I looked over and saw that the guy on the couch hand his hand on a zipper. I thought he was opening a suitcase to see what was inside. “Don’t screw with my stuff!” I yelled. Everyone stared at me, clearly prepared for me to attack one of them. I realized the guy was just zipping up a compartment in the bag that had been open. “Sorry. I thought you were going through my stuff.”

“Don’t you want these gloves?” my dad asked, showing me a pair of new winter gloves. I saw an old pair of gloves on top of one of my suitcases. “Those old gloves are falling apart… These are flame-resistant, too, so they won’t burn in the summer.” I quietly accepted the gloves. I still felt awkward because of my previous outburst. I walked over to a woman sitting in a chair. She had a computer monitor for a head. She asked if I had any questions about the hospital.

“Yeah, will I have internet access…?” I asked. No response. “Because… Well, that’s how I keep in touch with people… And I keep a dream journal online.” At least one good thing came of this, I realized. I would be able to devote most of my energy to dreaming. I had argued briefly with my mom about this in the car, but the more I thought about it, the less I felt like struggling. If everyone felt I belonged in a mental hospital, I wasn’t going to fight it… The computer woman still didn’t respond to my question, though! I scrolled through a list of frequently asked questions on her screen. It seemed the hospital made every effort to provide patients with internet access, so I was basically content. An IRC window popped up. I saw “Tande” at the top of the chat and thought Kelsey was running the hospital until I scrolled down and saw Nicole’s IRC username in the user list, too. “Oh… IRC just recognized me as Elita.” I closed the chat and walked away from the computer woman.

I heard a girl screaming behind a closed door. When I opened it, I saw a large rat jumping around in a garage. The girl was terrified of it. I grabbed a broom and said I would save her, but I had to wait for the rat to move away from the door so it wouldn’t see me. The rat chased her into the corner. Then, it came back toward me. I slammed the broom down on its back, pinning it to the ground. If I could just hold it there, I could kill it with something… It was a perfect hit, but this rat was tough; a broom wasn’t enough to bash the life out of it. The rat squirmed free of the broom. It went straight to its attacker, jumping onto my chest and sinking its teeth through my clothes. I swatted at it. As I awakened, I sat up frantically in bed to get away from the dream rat. I did this twice before I realized I was in a different reality.

I was chasing Austin around our parents’ old house in North Carolina. I lost sight of him upstairs, so I started checking hiding places – our bedrooms, closets, under beds and desks… I saw that it was oppressively dark in the hallway bathroom. Where else could he be but in there? I approached the shower curtain to draw it back. I knew what would probably happen, though… I would find some kind of shadow creature instead of Austin because this was a dream. My mind enjoys those kinds of cheap thrills, I thought to myself. I braced myself for the shock and pulled aside the curtain. I heard Austin’s laugh echo all around me. I couldn’t see anything in the shower except a twirling puff of smoke. Right… I walked out of the room.