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Fragments: Belly Button Lips
I'm living in a house with a bunch of people, and the number of people living there keeps increasing, so I leave to get away from the crowd. And apparently I have a baby boy. So I go to another house and sit on the front porch. The baby begins to suck on my belly and chest, alternatively sucking and blowing to make farting sounds.

At one point he sucks on my belly button, and undoes it. The knot comes apart and skin flaps rise up. The move around like they have a life of their own, forming lips that open and close.


Fragments: Zombie Muppets
There are a bunch of muppets, and the last two I see are zombies. The I see my hometown with zombies everywhere. A group of people are carrying two severed zombie heads in mesh bags. One of the heads wakes up, and wants to know what's happening. ALthough obviously a zombie, he seems to be himself, and is sad to discover he's just a severed head

So last night I finally got a chance to get more sleep. I skipped night three as I only slept for 2-3 hours.

I experienced my first false false awakaning and i'm kind of upset that I didn't catch it untill I fully awoke. That's what I get for not drinking my vitamin water before bed, because I can't remember anything.

I also found out that stairing at something hypnotizing for 10 minutes can cause hypnoses to some extent, i don't remember what all it effects but it does increase relaxation. I figured pairing this with my vitamin water and Repeating "I will be in a lucid dream" till I fall asleep may work. It takes some time to do this before I sleep but if this works then I may finally have something valuable to contribute to this community.

P.S.: My love life is clouding my brain at the moment and is making it hard for my recall. It's thrown a rench in my plans, but nothing I can't over come with some work.

Didnt get much sleep last night, only about 4 hours. Guess ill have to get the routine down tonight.

12/07/2010
"The Z Hunters"

I was on a relic hunt, a member of a team of people around my age. Opposite us was a rival team, who I believe was lead by DV Member JEFF777 (Geoff). The object of the hunt was some old metallic article of clothing that gave the wearer immense power (a glove, I think. Not sure, though). We actually started out with powers of our own, comparable to DBZ characters, and we had to complete all of these different challenges, to get ahead of the other team. Hilariously enough, the first challenge had something to do with our teams fighting to make the craziest sandwich, out of ingredients that were being stored in this secret, underground produce aisle. It was literally a mixture between a grocery store aisle - tile walls, lighting and all - and a rocky, cavernous tunnel. I don't remember much of this contest, or who one.

Later, the teams had whittled themselves down to just Geoff. There was a lot going on, and we ended up coming upon an event where cops had a house surrounded, and there was some sort of hostage situation going on inside. We had been told that the relic would be inside the house, and we had to somehow make our way inside to get it, without drawing the attention of the police. We stood on a nearby rooftop, staring over at the chaotic scene - each trying to gauge the best way of going about this. Suddenly, we got our break. For some odd reason, the cops had the 'genius' idea to act as if they were leaving the scene, and succumbing to the will of the hostage taker. Instead, what they did was take the entire force - cars and all - and move them...to the house next door. They then climbed over the rooftop, trying to stay hidden - even though it was broad daylight - and moved into the backyard, making their way into the connecting yard and trying to storm the house from the back. Geoff and I immediately took this as our chance.

Racing each other, we both launched off of the roof, streaking across the sky and busting into the house through one of the walls, neck and neck. We knew we had to work fast, because the police were coming up, and would be there any second. We subdued the criminal, and saved the hostage, who was some pretty attractive chick that I believe was tied to a chair(?) After that. We scrambled to look for the relic, but soon found out it wasn't there. The girl was actually a part of the 'game.' She was a piece of a scavenger hunt, and informed us that the relic was actually somewhere in the mountains (but she gave us more precise directions than that. ). And before the cops even knew we were there, Geoff and I blasted off again, taking flight toward the mountains. The chase was insane. We were more like dog-fighting fighter jets; each jockeying for position and trying to knock each other out of the race, all while we sped over the terrain, toward the relic. We spared nothing, firing energy blasts at each other, along the way, and then streaking into close-quarters, mid-air melee before rocketing away and trying to gain the lead once again.

I don't actually remember who ended up winning the race. (Imagine that. ) All I remember after the battle is returning to the house where the girl had been held hostage, hanging out with her, and then the two of us having some pretty intense sex.

All that power, and no lucidity, though.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

Night of December 7-8

I'm in the kitchen of House #1, looking up somebody's phone number on my cell phone. It looks like a calculator, but it has a two-line display, and the number is stored in it. Then, my dad, P. and I have a conversation via text messages about camping. I see the text messages on the screen of this calculator-phone thing. My dad says, “Want to go camping?” I say, “I love camping! Do we have to go in winter, though?” My dad says he doesn't expect us to go in winter. [There was a text message from P. in there somewhere, but I don't remember what it said.]

Then, my dad comes into the room, and he and I argue about how to retrieve the phone numbers of past incoming callers from the house phone. [My dad and I had figured this out together in real life the evening before I had this dream, but the phone in the dream had a much bigger, much more complicated two-panel display than our real house phone has.]

Night of December 8-9

There's an area where some sort of armed conflict has been taking place. There is an organization of people called “Help the Hungry” who are providing food to the survivors by parachuting in with it and by air-dropping it.

I'm in the bombed-out, roofless, empty remains of a small, single-story house that had only one or a few rooms. There is a rectangular box in the middle of the floor of the largest room. All the sides of the box are on fire, but there is a single hard-boiled egg in the center of the box, and it's not burning. I know that it was air-dropped there by Help the Hungry. Oh, a dream, I realize. I decide to go out of the house and explore. I turn around, toward another section of the house, a rectangular section where the wall at one of the narrow ends has been blown up. There's too much rubble between me and the opening for me to walk through conveniently, so I fly over it.

Once I get outside, I discover that the house is in the middle of a wide-open, flat, grassy field, lined with trees around the edges. [Now that I think of it, it resembles the one at the park closest to House #1, only the one in the dream is bigger, has more trees, and has no roads or other buildings in sight.] There is only one other person there, standing right near me as I'm flying just a few feet above the ground. He says something to me [that I don't remember now]. His tone doesn't sound hostile, but I know that he's part of the group responsible for bombing the house, so I want to get away from him quickly. I start flying straight up to escape. He makes a grab for my legs to catch me, but misses. I continue ascending, and the dream starts to fade. Gray blotches appear and spread, blotting out the sky around me.

When I found myself back in bed, I thought, No, I'm not done yet, with resolve. I didn't want this dream to be over already. I remained perfectly still and concentrated on visualizing the dream I'd just been having. I remember thinking, Please... please... please...

...and then I'm back in the sky above that same grassy field, falling toward it just as fast as I had been flying away from it. I do a faceplant into the grass, but feel no sensation at all, neither impact nor deceleration nor pain. I'm now lying on my stomach in the grass. Three or four people about my own age are crouched down in front of me, watching me as I push myself up. I try to speak, but for some reason, although my mind is sending the right commands, my mouth won't work. Instead, I smile and wave at the young woman on the right, who smiles and waves back. As I'm getting up, I keep trying to speak, and after a few seconds, I succeed in getting my mouth to work. I say something like, “Hi, I'm (Emiko). Hide me from anyone other than the Help the Hungry people, will you? I don't think they like me very much.” By “they” I mean the group responsible for bombing the house, and the reason I don't think they like me very much is that I ran (well, flew) away from them. The others seem to accept me, and we all walk away across the field as a group. [That's the last I remember.]

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Side notes:

I was getting to be kind of annoyed that I'd had dreams featuring House #1, one of my dream signs, for two nights in a row without going lucid. Last night, I started to do more serious RCs again, and changed up my before-bed affirmations, making them more along the lines of, “When I'm in an unfamiliar place, especially House #1, I realize that I'm dreaming.” It seems to have worked.

Also, this is the second time that a dream has started to fade right when I've been flying upward. I think it's because both times, I was concentrating exclusively on the act of flying, not paying any attention at all to the environment around me. Lesson learned: In the future, look around more when flying. (Yay for DEILDs, though! I'm so glad I know that trick and can pull it off successfully. )

Dream 1-- Fighting my Grandpa

I am in this large courtyard. There are green tables with green benches underneath. The tables are circular and the benches are really just platforms that people can sit on. They look normal, I'm probably just describing it poorly. There are maybe seven all around this courtyard, which is grey slabs of something underneath me. It's day time and by some weird voice or just by intuition I am summoned to fight my grandfather in the center of this arena.

I put up my fists and so does he. I jab and hit him square in the forehead causing his face to recoil. He skins looks darker than usual, and he isn't moving around very much. He is semi-smiling and I punch him again. He starts talking to me but I can't remember what he says.

Why would I be fist fighting with my grandpa??

Dream 2-- Apartment Disturbance

I am in an apartment at the outskirts of some amusement park. I must be some live in employee or servant because I'm bored and there is nothing or me to do. I look around for something to keep me occupied. The room is dimly light by a lamp in between two twin size beds, which altogether appear as if I'm in a motel. There is a sink in the distance with a mirror behind it and a bathroom obviously to the right but its behind a wall with a painting on it.

As I'm looking around, I see a lot of cards in a pile. These cards have red backing with a white circle in the middle. Somehow these cards seem very valuable to me even though they are standard, 52-card decks. I start to collect them and put them in order. After a while, there is a knock on my door. I don't really know what to do and I'm thinking about a plan of action, but my body just reacts and moves toward the door and opens it without checking or anything.

This family of four walks in. It's a father, mother, son, and daughter. The son and daughter are blonde, with the boy being a little bit older than the girl. I don't remember many other specifics. Their excuse for knocking was that they needed directions to find a way out of the park, but I don't think I ever gave them directions. There is actually this awkward pause in the action between when they walk in and when they decide to leave. i feel like it's just a floating interim where nothing happens; no sounds, no movement, nothing. Then, after this little gap, they say well we better get going and start to leave.

I look around and say something along the lines of accusing the kids of taking my cards but in a joking tone. They say "awww" because I busted them and return some of the cards. I see cards like the 3 of diamonds, this card uniquely stands out in my memory. Somehow I know they haven't returned all the cards but I let them go anyway.

It isn't many days since I had this dream - I just don't remember when

Background: The Battlefield series is a warfare based FPS/Shooter/vehicle game.
I have been playing this series since BF:1942 (1942+addons, vietman, BF2, Modern Warfare, 2142 - Bad company 2).

Im pretty sure the above game had influence on my dream

Well. The dream started as I was high in the air, in a Black Hawk helicopter.

Down on the ground, I can see lots of action (Explosions, gun fights, tanks, falling trees etc.)
And in the air, theres anti-air explosions and airplanes.
Its a small island, with light blue water, beautiful trees and Hell on Earth.
I'm feeling very cool and supperior until--------------Some guy shoots down our Black Hawk 10 seconds before we're about to dive and land(Could be a plane shooting... hmm...).
I remember being half in shock, as the chopper is falling 150km/h down towards the ground(VEEEEEEEERY life like) - 20-30 metres before the ground me and another from the '6 i think' man crew jumps out and quickly pulls our parachutes while watching the chopper make a giant explosion, and killing lots of (I THINK it was vietcong) people.

We land on the ground very quickly, and unite with our new squad leader (No name remembered).
A big supply truck stops as we're about to enter the small island forest, and supplies us with new weapons, grenades etc.
A few seconds later, we're in action yet again. Explosions and bullets flying around the whole scene, and people dying on every 'team'.
I remember a guy running out in the open to throw mines close to some APC/Tank like vehicle, and he succeeds but gets shot short after.
The rest is just me owning a lot of ppl, while running alone for some weird reason.

I woke up in the morning (More like the evening) and my heart was in a rush, and I had a feeling that I was about to puke all over my bed (Didn't do it, tho )

Very cool dream, and it's my goal to enter the same island and fight back the vietcong sometimes in the not too far future.

1. - This is my first experience with Lucid Dreaming, and I guess its about 6-8 years since I had it.
I remember me and my sister on a small road near our house.
We see 2+ police cars pulling over, and running into a class mate of mine's house (Actually he live's at the other side of town - Real life).
I get shocked and ask my sister what he could have done wrong.
She simply answers 'It's just a dream, he didnt do anything'. Shes my big sister, and of course I believed her.
In a second the police officers were gone, and I dont remember what happened next.

2. - This is maybe 4-5 years ago, I had the same dream 5-6+ times duing a couple of weeks.
The setup was my old pre school mixed with the actual school.
2 class mates, an unknown and me are running towards a security room, in wich there is a radar.
(In the previous dreams I remember T-rex and other various dinosaurs (I was a big fan as a child))
In the very last dream <-- this dream, I remember the unknows guy (Blond albino like kid) - Telling me he doesn't want to go the the security room. I ask him why he doesnt want to be safe there, and I simply answers me(Like my sister did) - That I'm dreaming, and last time he died after I woke up :/

I really doenst remember the 3rd. Other than I know I was told that I was dreaming, once again

Well. Again the only thing I can remember is just a little fragment of the whole dream.
I'm driving with a friend of mine, just as we were last night (The same night this dream accured - But real life)
We're just talking and chilling while driving in the snow, but suddenly we get chased by a very aggresive car, whom I have no idea who is driving.

<-- I had a dream earlier too, but due to too early activity I forgot that almost immediately

I guess I have to mention this first, as I find it pretty important.
I've been a daily user of marjiuanna for the past 2 years, but due to unimployment and brokeness, its at a minimum at this time - Wich I find a good thing, as i VERY rarely remember my dreams while I have been smoking in the night time.

Well. My memory of the dream starts as I'm at the ocean preparing my mothers ashes. (I got the feeling she'd be buried at sea).
Around me is my closest family, friends and my MOTHER? (Can't believe this didnt ring a little bell).
- This is about it. At least what I remember of it.

The next dream is also just a fragment.
I remember walking into a Big building with many windows, and electrical stairs.
(After waiking up, I remember this place, as I've been there in the dream world Many times in various dreams.

I really can't believe I didn't see any of the above as obvious signs of dreaming.

Gotta work with RC's and Dream recalling.

I vaguely remember part of my dream last night.

I was driving to this odd apartment complex to pick up my sister. I don't know how I knew this but I was aware that she slept there over night because she was drunk.

The apartment was a boss of mine at work who I think hates me. In my dream she was as rude as she would normally be to me. I was attempting to get in touch with my sister to pick her up before my boss got home, just wanting to avoid her.

When I go to the apartments it was night and there were a bunch of drunk frat guys laying all over the lawn. I snuck inside and woke my sister and then I woke up.

At least I remembered something!

The dream started off in a dark place. Like some kind of tent. A lot of the details are blurry.

I'd somehow managed to catch a hummingbird, putting the little guy in a small cage and, for whatever reason, trying to feed him bugs. I realized the next day that I'd been wrong about what it ate, and let it loose in the house, making up some nectar (well, sugar water) for the little guy. He seemed okay after that.

It seemed half of the dream was in my house and the other half in this mansion-like building. I remember there was this HUGE shower (because I was all up in that) and... Professor Oak from Pokemon?

Guess it was his mansion. There were a few other anime/cartoon characters, and then there was a basketball team. And... A waterfall somewhere. But all those details are just fragments.

8-12 ---- 9-12
non-lucid
My comments

I checked my mail and there was this list i my inbox.. It was a list i got from school, and you had to put your name/class etc. under it if you wanted to come to..?. There were also kids from other schools on the list. One of them was named Barlon/barzon (something like that)

I wanted to buy a train ticket those daytravel tickets or something like that for €38,70 (wow i remembered that?) after some thinking i said 'Oh wait, nevermind, sorry. I don't really need it yet. When i need it my dad can come and buy it. Otherwise my dad will have to pay me back and such.

Last dream i can remember is some dream with my sister in it..
My recall is still not yet where i want it to be
Perhaps i should just sleep more.. (even more )

I was walking in Walmart with one of my friends. (I will be calling him JP from now on.) I don,t really know why we were in Walmart. I think we were just bored. Anyways,we stopped and looked at football cards. They were in some weird Pokemon containers. I look away then I look back. The cards were completly rearanged, so now I do a RC. My finger gos straight through my hand. I stare at it a while , and then take it out. In instinct I clear my mind, and begin to lift off the ground and fly around Walmart . I start thinking about my finger going through my hand, and then I decide to try and fly through a shelf or two. I go straight through two shelves, and come out into a hospitals hallway. JP pulls me down to the ground. I start to fly again,and JP pulls me back down. I throw him at the wall getting mad at him. I try to fly through the ceiling to find my dream guide,but instead I smash my face into the ceiling. I land and start flying again. Now JP is holding onto my leg. I try to slam him into the ceiling, but he is to heavy,and I fall back down to the ground. I fly out the window into a families living room. They have hot chocolate and cookies while the children' s mom reads them a christmas story. They can't see me so I wonder into the kitchen. A kid is sitting there eating his carrots. He sees me and freaks out. I tell him i' m a ghost thinking that will calm him down. He doesn't get it so I show him that I can put my finger through my hand. My alarm clock gos off then so I wake up.

Sadly...nothing to report haha I wish was better at recalling my dreams.

My goal tonight: recall my dream so I can get on with the show

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