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all i remember was something about watching the cosby show....they were heading somewhere in an old car...down the highway, maybe a bridge.

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I had my first lucid dream of the year on the first day of the year. It wasn't a great one, but any lucid dream is better than none.

January 1, 2011: First, I was in a non-lucid dream, waiting in a long line to use a pay phone. Some guy in line picked up a piece of broken glass and tried to stab me with it. I grabbed his arm and we struggled.
Then I woke up, but I didn't move. I felt vibrations and eventually entered a new dream. But I couldn't see. I sat up and moved around in the dark and tried to open my eyes, but it just made me return to my physical body (wake slightly).
I entered another conscious dream. I tried to fly, but gravity felt real. I put my hands on a table and sort of pushed with my hands and jumped at the same time. I pinched my nose to see if I was actually dreaming. I could still breath. Then I floated off the ground with no effort.
The scene changed. I was walking through a house, pushing doors open to walk through them, even though I was pretending to be a ghost. I went into a bedroom where I scared several cats. It sort of scared myself too and I woke up.

A later non-lucid dream on the same night was very interesting, I thought.
I was in a church building (I stopped going to church in waking life years ago), people there were arguing about whether or not to write another part to the Bible (a New New Testament?).
There was a large plug hanging from the wall. Part of it started glowing red, indicating that it was time to write the new holy book. The guy who was going to do it had left. The plug was glowing even more when I picked it up.
Suddenly I lost control of my arms. I lifted the plug over my head and put it into the back of my head.
I felt a strong rush of energy go through me and I woke up, thinking it was like going into another plain of existence.

I thought I should return to the dream to write about it, but I couldn't.

My mum was taking me to the party of this girl my friend had gotten the number of, but I had never spoken to her. My sister was also in the car. About halfway there I realised I hardly even knew her, so I told my mum I didn't want to go anymore. She seemed really suprised but turned around eventually. At this random place there were heeps of computers which were showing what was happening in the party via hidden cameras. There were a few people there plus NBA player, Patrick Mills. They had some sought of plan which involved Mills going to the party dressed well. When he was at the party, the people were watching him on the computer. He ended up not doing what was planned and everyone was disapointed.
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I was remember checking the score of the Milwaukee Bucks game a few times, and the won 105-99.
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I was watching TV with my sister when we felt like googling one of the girls we saw on TV. The google images of her showed alot of shots of her in little clothes, and one in no clothes. I said "stupid slut" and clothes the internet window.
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I was taking my dog for a run late at night and we were running near the shopping centre when I saw another man with a dog ran passed, we were going in the same direction as him and we kept staying in the same route. I was kind of scared and saw other people at a distance so thought it would be safe to stay near the man. We were both now in an alley-way when I somehow heard my mum telling me to reassure the man we wouldn't hurt him. So I called out to the man and said I'm not a bad man and he shouldn't be scared. He responded by saying that that was a good thing. We later met up at the road crossing and he said thanks for not being a bad man. We talked about our dogs for a bit and then I crossed the road. He stayed there to tell off his dog for doing something naughty

01/04/2011

This is the first time I have kept a DJ in several years, as a New Year resolution to myself I have decided that I will return my focus to lucid dreaming, and by the end of this year will be having them as often as I would like. Without further ado, here are my dreams from last night...

Part I: Mosey with cats

I have no idea where this dream began(possibly in complete blackness, to be honest), but for the sake of haste I will get the ball rolling. My friend, Henry, is accompanying myself on a walk of sorts. We are strolling down a sidewalk, grass to each side of us, and an old school on the right. The school was brick(typical), and concrete, kind of like a prison. All the windows were in poor condition; rocks had been thrown through them, some were completely missing, others just downright caked with filth. As we make our way down the sidewalk, we come to a few chain link fences blocking our way. These, too, are old. Rusted, the gate does not work properly, even the bottoms of the fences are curled upward as if something frequently squeezed themselves under it. The fence is not tall, so we hop it, and continue to follow this sidewalk; this sidewalk, by the way, has no road near it that I can recall. Finally, we reach a large pond, maybe ten to fifteen acres around. And what do we find here? Cats. Lots and lots of cats. Not an insanely unbelievable amount of cats, but still more cats than you would expect to be gathered in the wild. Quickly becoming bored with the site, we turn around and head back the way we came. A few hundred yards and we are back to the old fence. Once we reach the fence I hear something, turn around, and there are four or five black and white cats just moseying along behind us. We tried to shoo them back to their friends at the pond, but they persistently followed us along. We passed over the gate, they passed under. This walk took us back by the school, another few hundred yards, still the cats were following. At this point my dream faded and picked up later(or earlier) that night...


Part II: Old grind; New everything else

"by day, I am a paint prep man, by night, well, i'm normally drunk or asleep, but the main point is that by day, I work at a auto-collision repair shop."

I'm at work. Work sucks. I'm sanding cars. Taping up cars. It's quite boring, and if that had been all that this dream consisted of, well it would be much less exciting that it already is not going to be. I remember standing in front of a door that has been removed from a car. The door is on a stand, I am sanding it. I go to the tool box and grab a hammer(not sure why, because I rarely use hammers painting cars). I take the hammer to the door, and then get a funny feeling that I am needed in the offices of the shop. I go to the office, this office is different than ours should be. It is a long, narrow room. The desk is in the front left corner and there are waiting chairs all along the right wall. My grandfather occupies on of those waiting chairs, and my aunt Missie is sitting at the desk. There is a girl sitting in one of the other waiting chairs, I am unsure of who she is, but she has a familiar face. On the desk is a mound of Starburst candies. Normal colors/flavors; orange, yellow, red, and pink. I ask the familiar faced girl if she would like one, she says yes. And then she requests some random flavor like Guava. I tell her there are only four colors/flavors. She does not seem to understand, and tries to tell me something else, which comes out as gibberish to my ears. I finally give her the orange one(my personal favorite). I turn to my granddad. Still holding the hammer, I make a joke that is one, extremely lame, and two, not one that I would ever make in real-life. I say, "Hey gramps, would you hold this for a sec?" and then proceed to drop the hammer into his lap. Why? I have no idea. But he laughs, I laugh, the girl laughs. I wake.
"Damn...now I really have to go to work."

I was on a run with my cross country team my senior year, and i remember seeing Isaac and pony. we went through a parking lot with weird construction bins stacked on the side of the building. I lead us through the building down a hall then through a library book section we then turned around and then I heard the electric clearly sounded dysfunctional or operating off. So I head towards the nearest exist and while i do so I hear a woman say "it feels like a dark depression has hit the building" and when i got to the nearest door ( a push bar door) I pushed and got electrocuted feeling a surge of negative and bad energy tingle through my body, I stood up slightly bending my knees because of all the energy coursing through my body. apparently Peter shiel got blasted back.

I was right next to the hersey track and i remember luke waldschmidt being near me as well as a few younger runners. I looked into the sky and saw a hawk flying so far in the sky (it looked like the size a dove from my pov). then a minute later a thunderbird (cryptid with wingspans up to 40 ft or more!) came out of nowhere and tore the hawk into shreads. Then the hawk fell down right in front of us (the hawk itself was big; about a little less than 6ft big)

phase 2: saw mtn dew distortion in glass bottles.

october 4th: J shan buys me lunch at school and i thank her.

October 6th: I was at an outing for my dad and his co workers we were by a large nice house (in the backyard i believe). Then later a phase changed and i was under a yellow tent and conversed with people. then the scene changed again to a similar setting without as many people. I was by the same house but by a pool with Chris Zoeller and we were chilling then i sneezed and sarah z and her friend( on the opposite end of the pool thought it was gross and told me take it elsewhere. Mucus was covering majority of my hand. I went out into a mini garden area by a little shed. The garden area contained mini pine trees and flowers, and a few other plants. I somehow manipulated the mucus and turned them into rings and tossed them away.

I got hot wings at a place like a lodge, but not til later.. the sauces were PQ and something else i cant remember. Dan rink was there apparently. I went outside.. it was a gloomy winter day along a highway road. I paid 10 dollars then talked to the brunette working and then talked to the manager who was apparently a hockey coach for kids.

going to blow up a bomb (call of duty like bomb) with conor on an abandoned highway. There was a skinny coyote walking around about 15 steps away from the bomb, i was look out and keeping the coyote away i guess. conor was planting the bomb near a dead end of the highway that dropped into water about 15-20 ft below. Conor hits the coyote and the coyote bites back but i grab it to hold it down. then i woke up

K well, i've been having the same dream kind of. I recently moved across the country, and i keep dreaming about my old friends back where i used to live. and its been happening for like a week. is it trying to tell me something? oh and last night, i woke up two times at like two a.m. i'm not sure if that has to do with anything. but i just want to know what's going on D:

So I've been MIA on here for a while, but rest assured, I am back.

GUNS!- So me and my dad were going to go shooting. We loaded up our SUV with tons of shotguns, sniper rifles, and my own rifle. We then proceeded to stop at Safeway for food. When we got there, it was seemingly abandoned. My friend Kovach came up to me and wanted to hold my rifle, but I said no, because it was loaded. He tried to make a grab for it, so I jumped back and slammed the butt of the rifle into his face, knocking him down. I then aimed it at him and told him to calm down. After that was resolved we ended up having a party where everyone was happy and getting drunk, which I guess wasn't a good idea because everyone was loaded down with guns. Later on some police came and arrested my father. Not sure why.

Fight! - I dreamt I was having fighting matches in my room. I was doing well, and with each opponent I beat I became stronger. Later in the dream my friend wanted to wrestle me, which is odd because he's much smaller than I am. I ended up throwing him through the wall of my room >.<. He was a bit peeved at me afterward.

Fragment- Dreamt I was on IRC and had to decide on a rather serious topic, however, I can't remember what it was.

I can't sleep, it's 4 in the morning. I try to lay still, barely moving anything until I can't feel my hands, just to get at peace. I fall asleep after a long struggle. At some point I find out I'm dreaming with no specific RC. I drop to the floor to stabilize. I control minor things, like the size and shape of objects. My limbs start growing weird deformations on the skin, but they don't bother me that much. Much later, the deformations have turned into dead skin flaking off. I walk around talking not really doing much. I pass a mirror for the first time and look at my horrible, deformed face for a second. It wasn't that scary in the dream, but when I woke up, I realized it was the scariest thing I had ever experienced. I have some semi-lucidity. I wake up many times during the night. I can't remember not dreaming at any moment during these 4 hours. The alarm wakes me up, I ignore it, not feeling well enough to go to school. My entire family oversleeps and my dad wakes me up to tell me. I tell him I won't be going to school today. I go back to sleep and have weird, lucid dreams. I wake up feeling scared and depressed, shaking, afraid to move. I watch some Family Guy to get back to reality

I go back to sleep later, and I wake up. Over and over. I can't believe I have slept this long, it won't pay off when I go to bed later. Anyway, I am still sleepy, and my cat jumps up in my bed. I feel safer with company I decide to have a quick, lucid dream. I do, and I have a notion that I need to find a woman. I follow where I "know" she is going through my house. Then I am distracted as I gain lucidity again. I start walking towards my room. The closer I get to the open door with the lights on (I left them on as I went to sleep), the more my vision starts to flicker and flash in white. Everything starts shaking. I stand in the door, watching the empty bed (because no, it is impossible to enter the physical world from a dream, you can't find your true self in a dream). By my bed is a skull made of clay. This scares the crap out of me for some reason. I wake up, but I can't open my eyes. I try to calm down, it doesn't work. I try to force them open with my fingers; impossible. I sit up. I can somehow "see", even though my eyes are closed, and all I visually see is darkness. I try to figure out what to do as I suddenly wake up for real with a fast inhale. My cat is still sleeping on me. I am a little shaky. Unpleasant once again, and I am officially afraid of mirrors.

Not sure how this dream theme arose.

Cats
Mutated cats. Siamese twins.

Sister
My sister wants to have a surgery to be permanently attached, back to back, with her boyfriend.

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[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]1) I'm posting on DV and assume that everyone knows something about my real life. I make a long post with lots of skipped lines, as I have many really short paragraphs.

2) I'm in a balloon-type superhigh structure [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](just like Toronto's CN Tower) [/COLOR][COLOR="#1E90FF"]with a bunch of little kids and it's time to get out. We have to get out, so when the balloon swerves to a place next to land we all run out onto the land.

3) continuation of 2? I'm on a volcano???/mountain and see MG, BH, and JL, as well as a bunch of kids from lower grades who I don't know. MG and BH are singing? in some kind of choir (Christmas carols?) and they move around. I stand near them, but realize I'm out of place, but that's okay because everyone's moving around the mountaintop.

4) I'm in the back seat of the car and I'm facing backwards. My parents are talking about how awful of a driver AMJ is as we're driving behind X School. We drive down Y Street and I see a sign that posts the current Red Sox score: Mariners 6, Red Sox 1. Darn. I tell my parents the score and my dad barks back asking me how I know the score? I tell him I saw it on a sign. We drive into my neighbor's driveway and I'm kind of upset because it's going to take longer to get back into the house this way. I think that I should get out now and walk back into the house because it would be more convenient, but I don't do it.[/COLOR][/INDENT]