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Dream - Lucid

My friend Virginia and her boyfriend Zach wanted me to meet her at a water park. The only problem was that it was 10 PM and she lived 2 and a half hours away. My family and I started to go though, regardless, and then all the sudden we were at McDonald's. My family was ordering their food, while I sat at a table and started cleaning out my pipe. I was going to trade resin for food...? Weird. My family didn't seem to notice what I was doing. They asked me to get in line with them and I kept telling them to hold on. I kept thinking about how there was no way the water park was going to be open when we got there.


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My family and I were going on vacation, though I'm not sure where. We were driving. It was nighttime, and all the sudden, we saw a tornado made out of water. It was behind us. So what does my dad, the driver, do? He does a U-turn so we're facing the tornado in the distance. Traffic is backed up pretty bad. We decided to go to a hotel, and apparently, due to the tornado, all rooms were free that night. That meant that they would fill up fast, though.

There were people standing outside the doors of their hotel rooms to claim them. I saw an empty one, and I got there and stood in front of the door. There was another guy there though, apparently, and he got very upset with me. I guarded the room very diligently, even when he started throwing huge pieces of metal bars at me. I avoided them, and he finally gave up. I told him he could stay in the room with my family and it wouldn't be a big deal, so that's what he did. He ended up sleeping on the floor, while my family and I all slept in beds.

I dreamt about a girl (I don't know here name).
We both went to the barber. The barber was a gypsy but she did here work very well. The girl looked even more beautiful as before.
At an other moment, i was standing in the dark against a fence. There was somebody of my class around us. When I placed my hand on here side, the boy from my class yelled (in dutch off course): "What do you do?!?" But it was no problem for here. It was a blissful moment

This night i tried to drink some apple juice before going to bed to increase the vividness of the dream(s). This morning when i tried to recall as i have done the last 5 days i got notthing. Notthing at all. This was kinda sad but anywho - im gonna try go with the applejuice once again tonight!

I took about 200mg of valerian before bed last night. As often happens, the valerian caused me to have some rather wierd and disturbing dreams.

Weddings and cruiseships

I am in the auditorium of my old high school. My brother and I are discussing people that were at my cousin's wedding. To help us remember who these people are, we take turns with a clamp holding pieces of a bench together. At times we break off pieces of it, too.

My grandparents are there also. The place is no longer the auditorium, but my grandparents' house. They are talking with my aunt about how nobody my age wants to be a sailor anymore. I happen to have been looking for jobs on board a cruise ship, so I tell them that I want to be a sailor. They are reading the requirements for various positions. Meanwhile, I log into my account with a cruise ship job website.

Flea markets and torture

I am at a fair. It is also D'ni. It is also a flea market. I am walking with a guy I used to know from a former workplace, who is also the father from "All in the Family" (which is ironic, because the guy I used to know is black). He is telling me that I don't know much about "smokin'", which in this dream is a slang term for buying and selling junk at flea markets for a profit. I imitate the Mask for no reason and say "sssmokin!"

We enter a junk shop, which is located about where Kadish Gallery should be. It is kind of dark in there, but we browse for a while. I see an old bottle of wine from the 1920's. After a while I see a bottle of something else with the date 1919 on it, and the wine bottle is apparently gone. My friend considers buying this bottle to resell. He tries to give me tips on finding antiques.

Next to the bottle of wine is a bottle of acetic acid, and some laboratory glassware. My friend asks me what acetic acid is, and I say "It's pretty much vinegar". Then I laugh and say "if we poured some of that into the wine bottle, there would be a nice explosion."

We leave the junk store, and cross the street. Things begin to change somehow into a laboratory where a mad scientist is operating on living people with no anesthetic. He hacks them up, mutilates them, pulls out their organs and intestines, while they lay on the operating table screaming. He pulls out one guy's eyeball. He slices open the arm of one guy, and puts something in to intentionally infect it. Someone explains that his plan is to let it swell up, and then hit his arms with something. This will both cause the victim pain, and somehow turn him into a zombie.

Now I see a whole bunch of zombies from the mad scientist's lab, all dancing together like some scene from Hell.

Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Overall quality: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in my school hallway. and I had a feeling that I was going to be late for my class. It was the new semester, so while I knew where my classes were, I didn't know the fastest and easiest way to get to them. As I passed my English class, which was being taught by a teacher from eighth grade - weird - I realized I didn't have the books for it, and so I needed to go back to my locker for them.

So I ran back to my locker, but I realized we got new combinations. So I got the slip of paper with the combination on it and tried to put it in. It was a weird combination, though. It had three sets of letters and numbers, like this: E253, P535, A266. And then as I was trying to put the combination in, I remember thinking that they were supposed to spell a word or something. I can't remember what the words were though...I think one was "poodle."

I was having a lot of trouble opening my locker, so my friend came over and tried to help me. As she helped me (Well, she just stood there, really), there suddenly became two different locks on my locker, and one of them had noodles all over it! Soon after that, I had a moment of clarity, and I realized that lockers only have one set of numbers on them, and that the combination was simple.

So I opened up my locker and got my books. At this point I was very late. Then the dream shifted a bit, and I started to go to my Computer Apps class instead of English. As I passed the class, I peeked in the door to see how late I was. I saw my teacher talking, like she was in the middle of a lesson, so I though I must be super late. So I just gave up and decided not to go to class. Then I saw my teacher in the hall, and she asked me why I was late. I told her some lame excuse ("I got...lost"), and she said, "Well this won't happen again, right?" My response was, "Definitely not."

As I walked back to class, I remember thinking that I should have come up with a better excuse.

Recurring images/themes: Dogs

No Recall

I remembered the dream for about 5 minutes after I woke up then lost it

18.01.2011

Re-Entry (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My friend rang me this morning to remind me to get up and study for today's exam. I said ok and promptly lay back down.

A few minutes later I heard someone rustling about beside my bed. It was definitely a person- I could hear footsteps. I wasn't sure if I was hallucinating or if someone had indeed invaded my room- in which case, what the hell was I doing??

Then this person got into bed beside me. It was a woman. I moved one of my hands over and found one of hers. Then she flung me out of bed.

I stood up. My bed was empty, and the covers strewn everywhere. I knew it had to be a dream due to the fact that my room was red. It's mainly blue in real life. I can't remember what happened next at all.

Well, I remember discussing family oddities with Fonzie while my little sister did something involving dolls in the other room, then I woke up and crashed again.

Then I dreamed that I was desperate for a place to study, so bad that I broke into the first church I ever went to. Now, this place is a common element in my dreams, but it's always a building with one of those layouts that you can never escape from. Open an exit, it opens to the entrance on the other side of the building, and all that.

Well, I opened a door to one of the classrooms, hoping for a table and chairs to work with, and found a pastor there. He said he was going to call the police unless I watched a video the church had prepared. It seems that they had been having problems with burglars, and even with all my homework on my back I couldn't convince him that I wasn't interested in theft. I just wanted to study. I had homework due.

But he made me sit down and watch a cartoon (with anthropomorphic animals, no less!) about how no matter what my friends thought, breaking into buildings was "not cool." Very cliche.

"Look, Miss. The person breaking into that church is a rat. You don't want to be a rat, do you?"
"You do realize that I'm 26, right? Not 5?"
"This isn't funny, Miss. This is very serious. This is your future we're talking about. You're on the road to drugs and prostitution."
"That's nice. Can I do my homework while I watch this?"

Finally he let me go, so late that not only had I missed my assignment, but the class it was for. I had flunked my class. He asked me if I ever wanted to break into a church again, and I told him that I was never setting foot in any church again. I think I added a "you bastard" to that. On my way out, I found his a woman by the side of the road with a blown tire, and offered to give her a ride. Turned out she was the pastor's wife, come to pick him up from guard duty. I dropped her off back at the church, and the pastor started cheering that he had saved another lost youth. I flipped him off as I left.

Had a dream where I was in class, and some girl forced me to be her partner. We were going over the answers, and Dwight was our teacher. He announced that someone was from the town of sephiroft and mentioned the FF reference.

1/18/11

Bleh. I'm done taking B6 for a while. A whole bunch of weird fragments.

1- Perverted Doctor
At the doctor's office, though I don't seem to be there for a checkup. I pass by my doctor, who is sitting at a table with tons of cookies, eating them. I ignore the strangeness of this and merely say "Hello," as I pass.

He stops me and strikes up a somewhat awkward and hesitant conversation. Though he doesn't say it, it's apparent that he wants me to have one of the cookies. "Uh, can I have one of those?" I ask, although they don't seem very appealing.

He brightens up. "Of course! Have as many as you want!" I take one of the cookies and eat it. It's actually pretty good.

After I leave, my brother notifies me that the doctor has a secret crush on me. Ew, he's like three times my age. "I'm definitely changing doctors."


2- The Two Small Dogs, and the Small Dog and the Bird
A narrator first begins explaining the story of "two small dogs" as they forsake society and vow to live on their own.

He then goes into another story about a "small dog who became friends with a small bird" and remained friends throughout their lives.

3- Wreck
My brother goes crazy and drives the car directly toward a gully. I leap out at the last second, but he stops the car before it falls. My mother gets mad at ME for jumping out of the car and forces us to redo the experience until I behave properly. I again jump out as the car crashes into the gully below. "You could have saved the car if you weren't so anal!" I yell and run home.

I climb inside my cabinet and hide there like a little kid. Sadie is sleeping in there. I startle her, and she makes that cute little "mrrw!" sound.

4- Swallowed a Fly
At lunch, my friends and I are discussing a silly music video that we saw a long time ago about a lady who swallowed a fly. It was by someone called Hot Christine.

((I feel like I've seen that video IRL, but I can't tell if it's a false memory or not!!!))

There were more, but they're gone now.

Non-Dream/non-lucid/lucid

I open my dream with a conflict involving a woman in my community, unfortunatly I can't remember any of it now.

I then find myself in an art museum in Chicago. A quick look around tells me that this is not the Art Museum, but merely a small studio. I look around at the walls and see mostly landscapes. None of them have very intricate frames and often are simply displayed as the painting itself. I notice my sister is there and tell her to follow me to the second floor. On the second floor there is only one large room with paintings lining the walls. It is really amazing to she such a large room and I begin to wonder how they got some of the higher paintings up seeing as there are no ladders high enough to reach. Soon after we move downstairs again and I find my Dad who tells me that we will be having lunch on the sofa/automan object in the corner of the room, and that he needs to go out and get food so we should stick around. After he leaves I am approached by one of the many Frenchmen I now notice are walking through the building. He tells me that it is a shame this museum were not in better shape and cared more for how it displayed its paintings, and that in this current level of care it would "remain a museum and never become a true art gallery." Suprised by his comment I look around at the paintings trying to find the flaws that the frenchman so obviously saw. However as I looked around, though I noticed the plainness of some paintings and the bad orientation of others, I thought the talent in the gallery was immense and that the curator had an eye for art. While looking through paintings my eyes were caught by a line of text in the corner pointing out a smaller replica of the sculpture envisioned by Pablo Picasso that is displayed in Daley's Plaza. The line of text pointed out that this smaller sculpture is the model for the cover of The Reader a well known Chicago magazine. I try to figure out how this is possible and then spot a camera attached to the roof of the ceiling pointed directly at the mini-sculpture that takes pictures periodically. I am amused by this and go to the sofa/automan to greet our lunch guests and find more frenchmen. The one sitting says goodafternoon and invites me to sit. I am slightly apprehensive about sitting as it would force me into conversation with someone completely new and who by his predecessor seemed a bit uppity. I instead turn around.

And wake up

Lately I have been having trouble getting back to sleep after doing WBTB, last night I stayed up 30mins and had the same problem

Around 8:00 I finally got to sleep even though I had to leave the house in an hour and a half

I wake up to find myself in my room. I don't recognize this as a false awakening and instead prepare myself to go to school. As I am getting out of bed my sister shows up at the door and tells me that there is a huge mess in the shower and for some reason I am to blame. I shove her off for the time being, annoyed at being accused of a crime I did not comit. And begin walking downstairs to start going to school. As I walk down I realize I have around an hour and a half before I need to be leaving and that I have been woken up when everyone else in my family is leaving for school. Annoyed at this I go to the kitchen to eat breakfast. I find my mother in the breakfast room and she tells me that I need to go upstairs and clean up the mess I left in the bathroom. Now annoyed at her for waking me up early and falsly accusing me, I make my way to the family room, (having finished breakfast), to watch television. I get to the family room and I hear a yell coming from upstairs. I come up to investigate what is going on and find that the cleaning service is here and have discovered "my mess." Everyone in the house is crowded around the bathroom and are pointing to the towels that are strewn all over the floor and the water that has semi flooded from the tub while they look at me with disapproval. I feel overwhelmed but continue my insistence that the mess was not my creation.

At this point the dream changes and I find myself in a sort of outdoor camp area, and I am running through the forest from a kid who is yelling for me to stop. I become aware that I have stolen something from the kid which for some reason makes the chase enjoyable. I come to the end of a cliff with a log connecting it to the main camp area that is obscured by bushes. In one quick motion I push the bushes out of the way and slide down the log with one foot forward and one under me. The kid looks at me with dismay, unable to follow me. I then see my mother who tells me to get in the car, because we all need to go downtown. I then find myself walking down the sidewalk with my mother who tells me with disappointment that if I really don't want to do X (don't remember) with her than I should go work out in the gym. For some reason she continues to lead me into the gym lobby where all assortments of supplements and work out equipment are sold. The interior is rather small owing to the cramped nature of downtown property. I then leave the brightly lit room and walk up the stairs into a darker hallway lined with lockers. All this time my mother is giving me looks filled with disappointment. I make my way into the gymnasium and notice that it is filled with many of my friends from school. I wave hello as I walk through and exit out the back door. Time seems to rush forward as I meet up with my mother who exits from a different building with my sister, and we all drive home. Back at the campground my mother discloses to us that she is having a divorce, and that she would like us to meet our new father X (don't remember). All the time I get the odd feeling that the whole process is my fault, but whatever. I then flash to the next day and see myself going through the exact same car-gym-car routine, except my mother is even more despondent. When I get back, I run away into the woods until I come to the same log and go through the same motion of sliding and come to rest at the campground just in time to see my new step dad walking out of somewhere. He waves hello and I tell him that I may think he's my dad, but he is only someone I know, and that no matter what he does he will never replace my father. He tells me he knows that, and that he only wants to get to know me. He then offers to be my partner in the Mario scavenger hunt that is going on (no idea where that came from). I agree and we head across the campground to a cave. On entering the cave we take a few steps and find ourselves in an open air area surrounded by rock formations. In the center of the area is a hill, and on the hill is a floating block with a question mark on it. My step dad grabs the block and we run through the cave, back to the campground, down to the sunny beach, across the long dock that juts out from the beach and right to the judges hut where we show them our block as all the other teams which had started long before us came rushing back. The judges inform us that we have won, as we have found the one winning block they placed around camp. Throughout the entire process I had been having a lot of fun, but at this I become elated. I yell out "SQUARE ROOT OF THREE OVER 5! WE FOUND IT," (I have a math final in a couple hours). The crowd watching erupts into applause and as the sun shines down on everything, the rays intensify as my step dad raises me on his shoulders, (he's a really muscular guy). After a few seconds the sun becomes too much.

And I wake up

Hours of sleep: 8
Recall: 1/5
Vividness: 3/5

I'm swimming in an huge pool. Suddenly a lot of people appeared out of now where and jumped into it. All of them couldn't swimm I help some of them to get out of the pool, but they were too many. I clearly needed some help.
Finally, 15 hot female life guards jumped into the pool to get them out. After 5 minutes or so everybody was out of the water. But on of the guards, the sexiest from all, was gone and was lying at the ground of the pool. So I rescued her.
She was really thankfull and we started to play some water ball.
Suddenly a friend of mine swam towards me and said:

DC friend: It's time to go!
Me: WTF dude? Are you insane? I don't want to go, it's too awesome!
DC friend: But it's already late!

Suddenly, she started kissing him and kept on 5 minutes or so. I got angry and yelled at the life guard:

Me: Hey wtf does this mean? I was trying to hook up with you and than you just kiss him? Hey bitch, it's me who deserves a kiss because I saved your life!

Awkward silence.

Life guard: Ok, I guess you're right.

And she kissed me and that woke me up.

Dream number 8
17/1/11

dream, lucid

This was back at Fiji, and we were at the buffet seating part of plantation island. Scott Vaughan Appel was there with me, and the islanders that served food eventually all left. All of us guests went to end of the hall near the grass and looked out. The islanders had all gathered in choir lines and began a dramatic work.

Then it ended

dream, lucid

I was in a Persian desert close to a city. There was a huge old tent and there was me, mr potato head, and some other characters around it. There were red fabrics with a few black flames on them with writing as to where you would go if you walked through it. We went underwater, and in the desert. The desert marquee had little circle faces like biscuits along it's border. As I saw them I thought "wait, this would NEVER happen- I'm dreaming!" with this, I told myself the other characters wouldn't follow me anymore, and they didn't. I began walking into the city.

Once I was walking through the city (it was a cross between Israel and Sydney) I noticed a 2story run down building in which Marycarmen was sitting in, puffy-eyed as if she had been crying.
"what's the matter?"
"my friends haven't been talking to me, because they think I've been messing around with John. They're on the floor below me".
With that John walked up from behind me and sat down next to me, also puffy eyed. I looked at the 2 school desks near the window and told John to hold my ankles, as I tried to smash the downstairs window by leaning out n swinging the table. I missed with the first one, to which John laughed, and then missed with the second one. I then pulled the school-like window out of the frame and managed to push the other window almost all the way out.

Throughout looking at the city and the desert tent, I kept looking closely at objects to see their detail to make it last longer, but it was still very very short.


ADDED At 12:06pm-
I remembered being slightly skeptical about whether or not I was dreaming (even tho I was with mr potato head :/) because I used the RC of closing my eyes to check whether I could see, and I couldn't. So I then pinched myself and it didn't hurt, so I went off that RC to assume I was in a dream