Good morning, everybody. An old, black woman was running something like a marathon. The woman was overweight. She wore a brightly colored (orange?) skirt and a red t-shirt. She was really having a tough time running the race, but she kept at it. At the halfway point, everybody took a break. They sat down in a huge, crowded area of folding chairs. I saw a close-up, like video, of the woman as she stopped at the halfway point. I could tell she was exhausted. When she sat, I could see that she was afraid she wouldn't be able to get up. The old woman was now back on the road, getting ready to run again. There were other people out on or near the road, but the woman seemed like the only one who was actually getting ready to run again. She looked afraid, like she didn't think she could make it. I went up to the woman. I patted her left arm and told her that she could make it, that all she had to do was keep up her confidence. This seemed to cheer the woman up. I now started running. At some point I and a few other racers were in a room like an indoor area at a zoo. We had to cross some zigzag maze-line made out of metal poles and wooden handrails. I jumped up in the air and flew over the maze-line, touching down to and bouncing back off of the handrails with my (right?) hand occasionally. The end of the maze-line was the exit to the room. There was a lot of sunlight coming through the doorway. I saw it as if I were flying toward it from a stomach-down position only a few inches above the floor. The doorway wasn't too far from the start of the line. The line just worked itself through the back of the room and then back toward the front. As I approached the exit, I kind of lost myself again and passively saw another man getting through the line by running through it. I then tried to imagine how the old woman would get through this line in her tired condition. I now had a weird vision of some man standing in the air, up above the line. He was some kind of zookeeper. He had been taking care of some kind of animal, which may actually have been a little, blonde, white boy. But the boy was also some delicate kind of monkey-like animal. The man had taken care of the little creature by giving him human books and games to stimulate his mind. But this zookeeper had had to leave the zoo. The next zookeeper just thought of these creatures as animals. So he gave the little creature only toy's you'd give to monkeys. The little creature lost interest in everything and soon died. Dream #2 I was standing out in some area like a seal habitat at a zoo, with a big pool and a stage made to look like a rocky landscape. But this whole area was like a line for a water ride at some theme park. I was video-taping everything, including the water hitting my feet, to prove somehow that this was actually a good water ride. In the distance, under an arch of fake rocks, I saw waves rise up and crash together. I was then in a big room like a museum. An older man was giving a group of little kids some kind of tour. Apparently this was some kind of museum about old amusement park rides. I wandered off by myself and found myself between two rows of mirrors. The mirrors all faced me. They had holographic images on them. I suddenly recognized them as images from the Disneyland haunted house ride. I waited for some face to pop up and surprise me in the hologram. But I also wondered why Disney had taken down the haunted house ride. That was a really fun ride. Suddenly a face popped up on a mirror and said "boo!" I acted scared, and I did a fake scream, which sounded a lot more weak and frightened than I'd intended. I looked over and saw that I'd gotten the kids' attention. I looked back at the mirrors. A lot of faces were now popping up. The designs on the mirrors were also a lot clearer. One image looked like river stones, except fleshy, like organs. At some point a little girl from the group came over to make sure I wasn't really scared. I knelt or reclined and held the girl with my left arm. We watched the mirrors together.
I'm riding down this highway with my brother. It's dark, and cold, and it looks like it just started snowing. I as we continued on, I noticed several parked cars that were wrecked on the side of the road. We avoided a pileup, but lost control of the car. We had to dodge oncoming traffic while attempting to regain control of the car. Eventually a car hit us, and it sent us over a bridge. As we plummeted, I took a deep breath for oxygen, and tried to keep my body relaxed as possible so i could take the impact. We hit the water, and the car slowly started sinking. My brother got out right away, but I was having troubles with my seat belt. As the water continued filling the car, I decided I had enough time to take enough breath, because the car wasn't full yet. I did, and was able to unbuckle my seat belt. I opened the door, and started swimming to the surface, but woke up before I got there.
Dream Lucid Sleep Paralysis Non-Dream/Side notes This dream was odd because even when I was awake I didn't realize that I remembered it as a dream. But then I did that thing where you think how you got there and realized it was all a dream. I was sat with a group of friends in the school canteen (for any americans that read this, 'cafeteria'), with a row of chairs dividing us. My friend was on a table with a girl she hates (she has reason to) looking all stranded, and my other friend (her boyfriend) was sat on the table with her. On the other side of the wall of chairs was me, my friend's welsh half-brother (or some shit like that) and another friend of mine. There were various other people scattered around as well. I remember having a conversation with my friend's brother (I'm not typing half-brother all the time) about something or other and then I encouraged my friends to move to our side of the chair, away from the people that they hated. Skip forward a few minutes. I dropped my food all over the floor and I think I burst out laughing and then some angry lunchlady came over and told me to get out of the canteen (cafeteria). I stayed though, and got a second chance. Some more conversation went on (I forgot what was being said) between everybody, and then I dropped my iPod on the floor. I burst out laughing again (I think) and the lunchlady grew muscles or something (I vaguely recall) and dragged me out. The sky turned dark, to nighttime. I walked in to a house which seemed to just pop up in the middle of the school and began suiting up or something and then walked back in to the canteen and sat down (it went to day again at this point). I remember another dreamlet as well, which was bought on by my non-stop Scrubs marathon over the past few days. JD and elliot were in a banana farm with some rows of neatly cut bushes, and they walked down the banana farm with baskets full of bananas. I was watching it on my PC like I've been watching scrubs recently, which leads me to believe that if I keep trying, reality checks will flood through much like Scrubs has and I'll finally have a second lucid dream. I've also added a dream goal in my dream journal to recreate the lunchlady and brutally murder her the next time I become lucid.
This was at least a week ago. It's a somewhat memorable dream from the last few weeks of my being lazy about journaling. Anyway, let's get on with it. Calling SO Method DILD (spontaneous) Lucidity C Vividness C Control D I become lucid somehow, I don't recall. I think I'm in my living room. I'm waiting for someone? I'm impatiently pacing back and forth across the room. Maybe I'm not really lucid. It's hard to remember. It's was vivid enough to be memorable and what I do next is something I've done at least twice in past lucids. I don't want to be kept waiting so I decide to call someone. Who? SO. I pull out my cell phone from my pocket. It's brightly colored with small icons that I can't make out. I confidently smash the keypad to hit a few random buttons. It's funny that I would expect that to work, but it does. Then I listen as it rings and rings with no answer. So, what's interesting about this dream is that I've tried to call SO before in lucid dreams and she never answers. But oddly, I had an experience in real life when I was sleepwalking and called her and she did answer. Apparently, she and I had a conversation that I have no memory of. The next day, I pieced together most of what happened with her help but I have no direct memory of it. That experience often bothers me, so I suspect it's coming through in my dreams. I wonder if have those memories in my unconscious.
After WBTB. Flashing Light Method DILD (absurdity) Lucidity C Vividness B Control B I'm sitting at my computer desk in my bedroom. I'm looking at the monitor, which is an old CRT monitor instead of a flat screen. I'm looking at a folder browser. It has a bunch of zip files. I navigate through some other similar folders. I stop in one that has only one file. This surprises me for some reason. Then I look at the folder options and it shows that it's only showing recently created files. There's a button to show all files. Wait, this is weird. I don't think Windows has this feature. I become lucid but the scene shifts abruptly. I am still at my desk in my room. But the monitor is off and am I suddenly aware of the rest of the room. It's completely dark except for a flashing white light outside. Maybe it's raining. The light barely slips in through the vertical blinds but I can tell it is bright. It's intense like lightning but it's pulsing about every two seconds. As the light flashes, the room is briefly illuminated but there's no color. It's like a black and white movie. I see my hands in front of me. My vision seems blurry and two-dimensional. I concentrate. Stabilize! I rub my hands and I see them move but I can't feel them touch each other. Gradually the picture sharpens and seems more three-dimensional. The flashing light becomes steady and it seems calm. Now what? I haven't been lucid it about a week and I am unprepared. I look to my left toward my bed. The sheets are grayish-white and the pillow is out of place in the middle of the bed. I suddenly wake up.
I was attempting a WILD and got a scene where someone had come to deliver something. I was Lucid from start. As I took the delivery paperwork, I tried to control the dream, but the physical body was too awake, and I ended up feeling both the dream self and normal self and this was very disorienting. The paperwork had K.H.A.N.S written on it as the company name. I tried reading the paperwork further and also stabilizing the dream but the disorientation caught up to me. And I woke up.
Been a while. This was from a few days ago, not sure exactly which day. The Construct and Summoning Method DILD (absurdity) Lucidity C Vividness C Control B I have a vague sense that there was more action before. But my recollection begins with me in total darkness. I sense that I am hovering weightless. This is weird. I become lucid. I've never been lucid like this before, in complete sensory deprivation. I look down toward where my hands would be but it's completely dark. I want it to be light so I can see. By willpower, the void of blackness gradually turns into a void of white, like "the construct" from The Matrix. Now I can see my dreambody. I feel like I have some control now. I float down slowly until my feet touch solid ground. But everything is still pure white and the ground is indistinguishable from the void. Hmm, now what? What else? Summon SA. This isn't one of my tasks. It seems to be the thing I impulsively do when my lucidity is less that perfect. Anyway, I psyche myself up with some affirmations. Then I use the turn-around-expectation method of summoning. And there she is. She's about a foot too tall and dressed like a belly dancer. She looks like an Amazonian but in a comical and silly way. I'm not sure what to do. She approaches me and we talk, but I forget about what. Lucidity fades.
I met up with justin and his father dave. They seemed excited to see me which I knew was strange, because dave is quite an introverted guy. Very quiet and rarely shows emotions like that. I remember a table sitting some where in the middle of the room. Which at first seems frightening, then calming because I realize its in a familiar place. The warehouse I work at in the produce section near the bananas. I told them both I saw them often at my old job, and wanted to speak to them, but felt a little afraid. They remained friendly and inviting throughout the rest of our conversation.
I was in someones basement eating dinner. Miranda and Jerry were there. Jerry's hair was bigger then usual, it seemed closer to victors. Miranda starts taking to me about whatever, and Jerry keeps making these absurd but hilarious faces and noises at us. "Do you see what hes doing?" "ahaha oh my god!" I was literally crying because what he was doing was so hilarious. Jerry continued to make us laugh for quite some time. I remember the basement being a mixture of the piano room from unleashed, my aunts basement, and my uncles kitchen in his old house. The owner of the house walked in, I felt like I was intruding at this point. he was big and bald. A heavy feeling of needing to leave washed over me. I got up and started to head up the stairs to leave. I noticed that my old psychology teacher from grade 10 was standing behind me. I walked over to the kitchen sink and saw two muffins caught in the drain. They were both chocolate chip, and looked delicious. I picked one up and asked her "Can I have one of these?" She seemed puzzled saying yes at first, then said she wasnt the owner of the house, and it would be better if I asked him instead. "No no thats okay!" I yelled. I didnt really want them that bad anyway, and he really creeps me out I thought. I thought it was better to avoid as much contact with that person as possible. Now Im in the upstairs level of the house, and it now has elements of chris's house. That strong sense of needing to leave still lingered with me. Chris walked over holding his dog, who seemed alot more giant than usual. He put him down and started to hold and hug him on the floor. "You dont need to leave now you know" he said to me softly. By this time, environmental aspects of a show home we once saw while looking for a house awhile back seemed to take place. The feeling of needing to leave vanished because I thought I was now in chris's house.
I was in a field area that was a mix of tuscany, arbor lake, and silverado. Im buying food from a drive thru mcdonalds in the middle of a field. All I see is the menu sign, it seems to take up my entire field of vision. I dont remember if there was an actual building or not. "hello, welcome to mcdonalds, may I take your order?" I hesitated for a moment, did my friend mike want anything? In an almost panic state I took out my phone and started to dial his number. An overwhelming sense of taking too long started to encumber me. I started thinking to myself, I have little time left to make my decision, so I ordered a big mac meal, small drink, and large fries. I remember thinking that cutting down on the drink size would make my meal a little more health conscious. "Your order comes to $1.99" "Damn fast food is so cheap" I said out loud to myself. Then I thought about going more often if the price of an entire meal is only $1.99. The scene changes. I get a cell call from mike saying that he is at the bus stop not far from me. I realize that I forgot my food at the restaurant pick up window. That thought quickly passes with the fact that my friend literally showed up at my house uninvited. I walk over to bus stop to greet him, mildly annoyed. "Hey mike, we didnt talk about you coming over?" I said puzzled and worried about my dad showing up to take me back to his place, and that there was school tomorrow. "yes we did" he replied. " we talked about it around 4:30 today." "but mike, how is that possible, its only 2:30 pm?" He seemed to drop the subject immediately. "So I bussed all the way down here, and you want me to go home? Ugghh okay atleast Im at my dads house and its close" The day seemed to change from day to night at this point.
I got these pills from my dentist to help with my mouth pain from my wisdom teeth surgery infection. The pills were white and had little weed pictures on them. I had jarrett over, and he was telling me about these candy gummies that he got that made you totally trip out. And how there were different kinds with different levels of intensity. At first they seemed like regular candies, but at a closer look they were all covered in theses crystals. I had a strong feeling that jarrett wanted to take my pills that I got from the dentist, it seemed like he was acting how he was back in grade ten. Really needing an escape. I took my pills out of the container, and was holding them all in my hand. Jarrett was describing the effects of his candies further, I suddenly felt like I was holding alot more pills then I originally took out of the container. But I didnt think anything of it. Then I noticed that I took a piece of a gummie, and started to eat it. I felt the effects almost instantly. It felt like sharp fast energy was flowing through my body. It really freaked me out. When I looked back at my hand that was originally holding my weed pills, I noticed a large amount of the lsd gummies has taken their place, but there were still some of the original pills still there. I looked at jarrett, and he has a smirk on his face. I got mad at him for switching the pills on me, and realized that the rest of the pills were slowly transforming in my hand. Now all I had in my hand were gummies. I remember kurt telling me about jarrett lashing out and deciding to go out tonight and doing every drug out there. He also told me that his younger brother chris was involved. I saw chris in their kitchen, and tried to convince him to not go out tonight. He seemed very distant, and set on his decision, but I also had a sense that somehow, he had no other choice. I remember feeling very scared that chris was going out to do very harsh drugs with jarrett.
Me and shaf were walking down a pathway that seemed to be a mixture of coventry, and macewan. The weather was very mild with sunshine. Then I remember us singing in a heavy metal band, and me holding the final vocal scream perfectly. But, not exactly feeling like I did. Then we jumped over fences located on the same pathway environment as earlier. We were saying how much fun it was
Non Dream Dream This dream skips around a little bit, so im going to put spaces between where scenes change I was getting high with daniel, and his pot had fantastic effects. His house was located in a combination of MacEwan, the back pathways of coventry, and was still a reasonable distance from my highschool. We got back to his hosue and decided to jam. I knew that I had spare right after lunch, and got excited about having time for the pot to were off, and jamming. Daniel picked up his guitar, and started to play the most amazing music I have honestly ever heard. I was completely blown away. I remember his room looking very similar to wyatts. And the front entrance way to jordans. Daniel and I were walking over to his house from getting high, it felt like everything was on fastforward, it gave me such a rush of energy and felt fantastic. I had to leave his house to get back to school, and forgot my running shoes. His dad seems familiar when I saw him, but I cant seem to pinpoint why. He was cool with us smoking up.
This entry is being made 1 day late, It should have been made on 22nd Feb 2011. I was retrying to get an LD and found out about this certain WILD technique. I tried it and every time the dream scene started I woke up. About 4 times of this, I finally got a short LD recorded below. I was with 2 of my employees, I was telling them to put a certain item in the trunk of a car. Now in real life the trunk of that car was almost full, as we had already placed some items in there. As I opened the trunk I found it empty. I said to one of my employees "I told you to put the items here, but not to take them out." Suddenly realization hit me: I must be dreaming. I got too exited at having an LD after such a long time and woke up.
Yesterday I was thinking about my old work place. Not in depth, it was only for a few minutes. I arrived at my old job in the morning, went up the elevator, went to my old desk which was now on the other side of the building and merged with my supervisors cube. My PC was old and funky. I remember that the work load was unusually light and my old supervisor was watching Rango (a movie coming out March 4th that I have no interest in). I adjusted his mounted TV screen so he could see it at the perfect angle. He nodded with approval. At lunch time I made my way back to the elevator, which now I had a difficult time finding. Directly in front of the elevator was a sofa with various people working around it. Sitting there wearing a similar outfit to mine was my ex girlfriend who I met working there. She didn't react to seeing me at first. She looked calm and detached as she worked. Then a smile came across her face and she said my first and last name in a state of surprise. I felt nothing inside seeing her, even though she looked very attractive and we were wearing the same colored outfit. I stepped around her and the sofa to get onto the elevator only to discover it was the freight elevator and it was filled with junk. I stepped back around, walked to the other side of the building and a group of people were pleasantly surprised to see me. I was met with a few: "Your back!" Finally I manged to exit the building and ended up going to lunch on board a large elegant boat. There were more employees there, and food, but I only clearly remember the boat was docked on a lake next to a green field. I left to return to work. When I got back to my desk I was 9-minutes late. My supervisor looked disappointed. I checked my cell phone and I had two missed calls from my Mother. As ordinary as this dream was, it is the first stable lengthy dream I recall in months.
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