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I can't recall much. But i'll post what i remember.

It was me and 2 other friends in the dream. I remember Walking up a very narrow hallway of stairs. It was really long and felt far to reach the top. As i was walking up, i looked back at where i came from, It was black, and i hear faint moaning coming down from there, getting louder and louder. My friends are gone. As i walk further up, A little bit of light shows up, but barely. I look back again and see 2 other shadows besides mine. They were my friends, i feel like they were at the same place as me, just in another dimension. As i got closer to the top, I see a little girl standing there looking down at me. She is just staring at me, wearing rugged clothes. When i get to the top, my friends appear too. They line up against the wall, and i do the same. A lady shows up, She is very pale, Her eyes are all black and wide, wearing a long red dress. She goes up to my friends, and they grab her hand and kiss it. I do the same. After that i remember walking by a big fence that says, Throw used socks here. It was a big sock disposal. I made a joke about it to my friend. There was big mountains of socks. And we just walked passed it. I then remember getting to what looked like a kitchen. I saw something that looked like a devil come up to me, then in the blink of my eyes, turned into something weird. Its hard to explain, It was like a pencil shape, and had to tube coming out, one on top, and one on bottom. And it had legs. Looked kinda cartoony, and was inflatable. It said something about raping some girl. But i didnt want it too. So i popped the top tube, until all the air came out, and squeezed it into a ball. Next thing i could remember is being in a ballroom, with a lot of people, all of used seemed to be tiny, because when i looked outside, There was Giant people looking inside the ball room. That is all i can recall, It was a very long and interesting dream. too bad i cant remember all of it.

Good morning, everybody. I remember two dreams from last night.

Dream #1

I was, or was seeing through the eyes of, a pretty girl. The girl had a face like Alyssa Milano, but she was short and very thin.

The girl was at a beach house. Out the back of the house, she saw one her female friend in the water, about up to her waist in waves. The girl thought that her friend was hurt, not as if she were drowning, but as if something about the water was making her friend ill. So she ran out to help her friend.

The scene now seemed to repeat itself. Except now I was watching it from a 3rd person view, as if I were watching a movie. Now the woman in the water was the Alyssa Milano-type girl I had just been. She was a transgendered woman, now, too.

The woman who ran out of the beach house to save the woman in the water was now an Asian woman, slightly overweight, and a little ditzy looking, like the girl from the live action Cutey Honey movie.

The ditzy woman now had the other woman on the shore. The ditzy woman wanted to make sure the other woman was still breathing. She pushed the other woman's thin, pink tank-top down below her shoulders, even below her small chest. The woman had pink glitter or pink, glittery coverings, on her nipples.

I now saw this scene from inside the beach house, as if I were myself looking out to the beach. I turned away from the scene. My friend, a girl or a transgendered girl, thin, with blonde and brown hair, and wearing a thin, zebra-striped tank-top and skirt, sat in a big, leather chair, her legs curled up into the chair as well.

I laughed and said to my friend, "I forgot how in love she (the ditzy woman) is with her (the woman who had been in the water)."

My friend asked me why I cared so much about those two girls. She seemed hurt. She then looked at me in a sexy way. I realized she'd been wanting me to pay attention to her and play around with her a lttle. I didn't know if I wanted to. I couldn't quite remember if she was a woman or a man. But I started feeling really attracted to her, anyway.


Dream #2

I was out in what looked like a driveway made out of smooth river pebbles. It may have been on the right side of a house. I stood by a car with a couple of my family members, whom I don't recognize now.

We were in some town that people usually think of as a tourist destination. We had taken care of some task, and now we had some time left over. I hadn't anticipated this. So I told my family members they could go spend a couple hours doing the fun things this town had to offer. I figured I'd have some fun, too.

I went into the house. I went down into the basement. I was now sitting at a very cramped, dirty bar with an old, very overweight man.

The man was talking to me about how, if you went into the military, you didn't always have to carry a gun. He said, "I knew people who, they went into the Army, and the only thing they ever touched the whole time was a gib!"

I couldn't quite figure out what a gib was. I just smiled and nodded. But I somehow gathered that the man meant that his friend had worked on some kind of maintenance crew. I started talking about (and making hand motions indicating) a table saw. The man waved me off, almost as if saying I was too young or naïve to understand.

We were walking back up the stairs now. I figured I still had a couple hours to hike in the mountains of this area before meeting up with my family members. Maybe I'd even hike to our meeting point, which was now, somehow, deep in the woods.

But the old man invited me to have dinner with him. The first floor of this house was actually a fine Italian restaurant (even though it basically looked like a living room full of tables). The guy sat at a table right next to the side door.

I figured that since this old guy had taken such a liking to me, I'd go ahead and eat with him and have some more conversation. But I knew this would basically take away all the time I had left for doing anything fun.

I got a huge plate of spaghetti and meatballs with thick noodles and a lot of sauce. I saw a long table full of family members. I went and sat down with them, on the opposite side of the room from the man.

It now seemed to be night, from what I could see through the windows. At some point the room became windowless and dim, with sea-green walls.

I had forgotten about the man. I looked over my left shoulder. I saw another table, a round table, about half full of more of my family members. The man was just now sitting down at that table. One of my family members had invited him over.

I looked way back in the dim room, to where the man's table had been. The room was mostly empty, bare. But by the door, a lot of older, tough-looking men (who I thought of as Croatians) sat along a big, dark bench. They all seemed to be heavily dressed up in winter clothes. They were talking in a different language, moderately but happily.

I looked forward again as a young, female family member to my right began saying a prayer in a different language. I was about to tell her to stop praying that way -- the old men would think she was making fun of them. But she said something like, "This is a very sacred prayer in their language. They appreciate the fact that I know it."

Everybody was talking and joking and eating. I looked across the table and to my left. A few seats down, I saw my great-grandmother. She was alive! She was as small as a child, and she wore a gauzy, crepe-like, pink dress and a broad-brimmed, pink hat.

I looked away for a moment. I now remembered part of the task we had been here for. I also remembered that we were actually in Washington, DC. My great-grandma had apparently died. We took her to DC for the funeral, because she'd wanted to go there and we had planned a vacation there.

When we'd gotten there, I remembered, my great-grandma had been so touched by how much we loved her that her body had come back to life. I remembered seeing her in the casket, her eyes blinking open.

I now looked at her sitting at the dinner table. She was talking with everybody and helping herself to some food. Her hands looked stubby, and she seemed to be wearing a yellow dress. I knew that she could only keep her body alive for a little while longer. I was thankful for the time she had given us.

I started off at school(DS). Mrs. Smith(DS, and no longer my teacher) was teaching. My friend Joel(DS) sat next to me. He stood up, and we then heard: Zzzzt. Zzzzt. Zzzzt. His phone was going off. He got in trouble. I got home and told everyone about it on Facebook. Then, I began to play Green Day: Rock Band(DS). My friend Steven(DS) entered. He said we were gonna play baseball with some other people. We went out. Steven(DS) was first batter. He made it to second base, but hurt his foot. So, we had to wait for him to get patched up. We got bored and left. I saw my friend Elliot(DS), who was fishing. I joined him. We tried some tricks to help catch the fish easier.Then, I awoke to my alarm.

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

03/11/10 I am playing battlefield with a couple of friends, but we are more than usual and the difference is that we are actually there. I manage to find a good spot and snipe a couple of my friends before I run out of ammo. I throw a grenade or two, jump into the river and swim across, I have been spotted by one, but I throw my last grenade at him and keep running. I get him. I run back behind a building and find them at the same spot, but now I have the high grounds behind the wall above them.
I get compliments from the guys.

...

Something about having to change hotels because my mum, me and Åse (friedn of the family) still had traces of Salmonella so we had been booked into a different hotel.
The logic baffled me
we had already come home from holiday
why do we need to switch hotels
in fact I am lying in my bed right now
ah she must mean a different trip
and I am actually not in my bed
I can see that now
(Nominates himself for lucid miss of the year! ^^)
Something about cooking some food, although we were in a hotel, running around the rooms like mad.
(skip)
We were back at an old house my father built and there were loads of signs of him extending the house thoroughly. Marie was there and I was pointing out that now she could see for herself how much he was improving the house.

...

I was with a girl in a city setting that reminded me of Amsterdam. There were a lot of canals and we were heading back to my place. In the mean time the girl was contemplating if she really wanted to come as I had chickenpox and she hadn't had them yet. We were chatting a bit and our lips touched, not quite in a kiss as she was still a bit unsure, but she purred with excitement. She really wanted to come and in the end she sort of justified it with a “well they might be airborne within 10 years anyway”. We were on a really weird route back, a route that involved climbing across windows that where adjacent to the canal. At a certain point she tried to push me in, but I managed to grab hold of a rail, but I quickly realised that the rail I was holding on to was too high for her to reach, she quickly decided to just jump into the canal and follow that way. She had a ball that she threw at me while I was hanging up there and I laughed saying “I knew you were gonna do that”. I was looking forward to getting back with her, but I noticed the dream starting to fade (even though I never became lucid, even at this point) and I was a bit disappointed.

02/11/2010 wow well i had another holiday based dream, largely centred around me and about 50-100 mates from all different areas of my life together arriving at a resort. the main things that stick in my mind are speaking in complete clarity to craig and cj. one guy who looked like super hans seemed to be struggling with some acid so i looked at him and calmed him down, which made him calm and happy and started to make me feel like i was tripping after looking into his eyes. then i was going to go on some funfair ride but said i was afraid and this girl just pressed herself against me and all the fear went. the best part came later though. i was lying on top of a trolley pushing myself along the motorway when someone on a superbike came up behind me and asked if i wanted a push. they grabbed onto my feet and pushed me along at about 100 miles an hour on the frickin trolley. awesome. may remember more later..

I remember playing some game that slayer let me borrow some kind of way. It was a first person shooter. I think the title was like M8A2, and the graphics looked kinda like time crises. I remember Mark75 saying he hated it. The first stage was like your typical light gun rail set up, but the gun was kinda cool. I had to eject the clip and put it back in to reload (opposed to shooting off screen). Then the second stage was more interactive. The gun controlled the camera movement, and I had to literally move my legs to make the guy walk.

02.11.2010

Driving on income traffic!!! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I did not sleep many hours and went to bed tired. I still managed to recall one.

I was driving down the freeway. It was day and there were a decent amount of cars. When I was at the end of the ramp, I realized I was driving on income traffic. I also saw two cop cars and I freaked out. I tried to do a hard U turn and I hoped I was not going to be spotted by the police.

I completed the U turn and I was again on the ramp, exiting the freeway. I felt happy for a second until I saw a cop's bike approaching at me and ordered to stop, so I did.

I got down from my car and I shook the cop's hand. I said, "Hi Sir, I am really sorry, I do not know what happened." The cop told me, "You just committed three moving violations on the spot. I will need to remoke your Driver's License and someone will town away your car. I begged him to forgive me. I told him I was confused and I really needed to drive for my work. He told me there was no way I was going to drive for a while. I felt pissed.

I had a FA in my room. It was very dark and I was glad I just dreamed that. I was going to write my dreams down and I turned on the lamp from my table. The lamp did not worked right. I tried to change the lightbulb, but still not working. I decided to go to the kitchen's table were I used to write down my dreams.

I had another FA in my room. It was daylight and I wrote down my dreams. When I was done, I woke up for real.

Missed dream signs:
- Income traffic driving.
- FA
- FA

What I would have done if lucid:
- Astral Projection.

November 2, 2010
Second pass
I got some bad news today... almost didn't bother journalling my notes from this morning, but I'm here, so I will.

Just kick me when I'm down (NLD)
I'm inside a field house. I remember trying to protect it in this war-game. It was really tiring me out, though, the lengths, I had to go to. Two kids (about 13-14 maybe) got in and I threw my arms in the air with frustration, saying, "Fine, take the god-damned house!"

I went outside and crept towards some bushes. The two will be coming out to hunt me, and I wanted to hide. I was on a hill, and there's about 2 feet of powdery snow on the ground. I saw a nice thick bush and proceeded to duck behind it.

Someone came down the hill on skis, cutting a wide S pattern across the snow. It was one of the kids, and they didn't care about the game anymore.

I left that area and found Julia. We hung out for a bit.

Private bit.

There was an false awakening last night that I didn't catch. I thought I was awake through this event until I asked Jack about it in the morning.

October 30, 2010

Not much to report. I remember some co-workers being present, and there being a bright room, possibly a cafeteria.

October 31, 2010

Dangling Spiders (DILD)
There was some kind of event going on the 4th floor of my building.I helped the kitchen staff set up. We were then all in the basement, and one of the guys asked me to get something across the room.

It was then, that I noticed little spiders dangling from the ceiling. I didn't want to walk through them, and complained, and started freaking out. The other guy was all like, "Whatever, it's fine! I like spiders!" Well... I don't.

There was some other bit in the dream where I stood there, talking with one of the guys and I was doing something socially awkward (that's all I'm going to say!). I realized that it was something that I randomly do sometimes when dreaming, so I recognized it as a dream sign. I continued talking with the guy and woke up not too long, after.

I'm a bit perturbed by my lucidity this month. It's probably down to the fact that I slept during the day and worked at night, most days... but I felt like I had no focus for goals, and even when I got lucid, the clarity of thought was really low for the majority of the month. Here's to a better November!

November 1, 2010

Forgotten dream.

Ghostly


Vague dream of asuka floating up and down a staircase like a ghost. Must have been her halloween joke.

House confusion

Me and my dad are trying to drive to scott and Yves house. (which actually turned out to be my inner world house.) We wound up on a street where every house was looking the same. I remember the correct house was on the corner of the street, but my dad entered a different house. I walked in and knew right away it was the wrong house because a few rooms were out of place. We walked around in it for a bit and then went into the backyard when the family of the house was returning. They didn't mind us being there. Shawna was in boy form and entered the yard, telling us the the corect house was on th inner corner. We then followed her into the correct house.

Almost lucid

i'm in the house and sitting at my computer. I'm looking at the mortal mist forum. Asuka is an old woman and enters the room. Her face gets close to ine and startles me. I still see her as a ghost image. On seeing my reaction, she apologizes and teleports out of the room.

I am looking at mortal mist and see vex kitten has writtena fairly long dream for once... something in the dream prompts me to RC. I do a nose pinch but it fails. I was going to try another RC but woke up.

Yeah

Vague sex dream... and the way i like it too.

Poison plants

I'm in my house and notice an extremely poisonous plant sitting on the counter. It's just left there and no one's around. I think whoever put it there was careless, and since it's a dream... I should get rid of it. I wasn't lucid and ate the plant knowing it was a dream. I can't die permenantly in dreams anyway...

Kept having dreams about seeing the sunrise.

Also had some weird dream where I saw how Susanne Summers murdered someone. She threw scorpions on the guy, stabbed him in the neck with a stick several times, and then shot him in the head twice. Some other being came up and she started firing at it....turned out to be some kinda imagination she had in her head giving her the next mission. I turned the channel and there was this weird sport going on that was a combination of basketball soccer and tennis...depending on which balls came out of this machine. Some guy was wearing a spider costume with a suit over it....pretty much everyone was silly.

Ah, so I finally decided to get off my ass and start up a dream journal. I can't clearly remember a dream for today (last night?), so I thought I'd post my very first lucid, accomplished about 25 days after my first attempt via DILD.

I am walking down a street, when suddenly I get the urge to reality check. Doing so proves to me that I am, in fact, asleep. I force myself calm and rub my hands, having heard that hand-rubbing is a nice way to increase clarity. At the time, I was really interested in the concept of Dream Guides, and decided to set off to find my own. I decide to head back home, to see if perhaps my guide was there, ya'know, chilling. So I pop open my door and, holy crap the place I emerge into is my house, but turned into one big party. Yeah, weird. Flashing colored lights, blaring music, tons of people. I look around and see the crazy variety of guests, from strange pumpkins to green cyclopses to regular people. I look up and see an odd pumpkin flying near a disco ball. Strange. I yell "DREAM GUIDE! ARE YOU HERE?!". I look back down and see a familiar looking man in a blue jumpsuit. Long brown hair, blue eyes. I realize in a strange joy; It's motherfucking Russel Brand There he was. My DG. A respected comedian. I was overjoyed.

A bit of a blank here, but then it resumes.

There we where. Me and Russel, walking down a road at night. I remember him talking about the cruelty of the world, and we exchanged opinions.

Another blank.

I seem to be back at my house, minus the party. However, it seems we're moving out, so me and Russel help out in the moving a bit. Carrying boxes, we're walking down a path that I recognized leads to my house in real life. I suddenly remember, hey I wanna fly. So I talk to my DG and he teaches me how to fly. He's very cooperative, I notice. So he gives me an odd pair of shoes, (that looked a lot like the hover boots from zelda) with some strange triangles tucked inward at the sole. The boxes seem to have vanished at this point. I kick them on, and do as Russell says and with a sound like an unseathing sword, two sharp triangles pop out of the bottom. He explains they are hover boots, and that they're great for begginers. It was such an odd feeling, like balancing on a skateboard while hovering high in the sky. It was an amazing feeling.

Sadly, the dream began to fade at that point and I promptly found myself on my bed, which a few RCs proved real. The whole ordeal lasted around 15 minutes, and was a bit foggy, but passable.

And THAT, my friends, was my very first Lucid Dream.

THE END.

Hopefully a decent dream for tomorrow.

nope no dream recall tonight

I'm hanging out with a computer club from a made up tv show. There are two guys, two girls, and me. We get involved in a game that involves sneaking around and killing people. While we're pursuing our first target, the guy who's leading our group informs me that one of the girls in our group likes me. We violently kill our first target and the blood spatters onto my command and conquer poster, which is on the ground for some reason. I find a towel to wipe it off. The leader and I hide under some stairs, and he tells me that another girl likes me, although this time he's aware that I'm not interested because I already like a girl. I wonder if the girl he refers to is the same as last time, and decide I'll check the show's wiki page later for the names.

I leave them and run off to mcdonalds to see the girl I like in real life. I try to catch up to her on the way, but am aware that I'm always slightly behind due to frequent shifts of perspective from me running to her running. I call her cell phone and we try to arrange a meeting by the entrance. I notice some explosives being set by the drive through and get into a confrontation with a gang. They start chasing after me. She nearly runs into them as well but narrowly avoids them. The person setting up the explosives loses the detonator and starts running with me from the gang. I see the girl and tell her to run away because there are people chasing after her. She leaves while I turn to the person who set up the explosives.

We're about to part ways, but I tell him that I'll only give him the detonator, which I somehow obtained, if he gives me keys. I need them to remove a single handcuff that's on my arm and something else that's affecting the girl. We make the trade and I pocket the three keys for later on. I find a newly made narrow, white tunnel in the direction the girl ran off. I start crawling through it.

As I do so I have visions of her at the end of a corridor. Two people are wearing white clothes of the kind worn by patients at a hospital. One of them is bloodstained and is holding a knife, laughing while the other begs for their life. It's the same scene as when Hallelujah escaped from the research facility in Gundam 00 and went crazy. I'm aware that it's her memory and she's one of them, although I don't know which one. I reach the top and see her standing in front of a window crying. I apologize, telling her that I shouldn't have done/said whatever made her mad and shouldn't have been mean to her.

I am everywhere... in so many dreams...

too much light and dark energy flowing through me out of balance... it pulses...

First I vomit light energy, then dark energy

I slow the frequencies down.

I explode with a surge of light, and am a million atoms which are suns.

I feel my electrons dance and sing with sentience.

I feel at once confused, terrified, and amazed.

I am me again. I am Pan.

I am on Urth.

I am watching my Pan-self from a dream a year ago with Raven.

I am on a mountain... the humans come... I stop them first pushing a huge boulder on to the road, then with a foot stomp which creates an earthquake, then I make earth spikes come up...

I watch the dream progress.

don Juan appears.

[I]Now you see the importance and pointlessness of everything. Everything in the universe is one thing, therefore all of existence, all matter, non-matter, energy is all in one single point. There is no time, there are no dimensions. We are all aspects of the same one god universe thing perceiving itself in different ways. And yet, All is infinite, therefore everything exists. I hope you are finally beginning not to understand. Stop trying to understand everything, and just accept things for what they are. You can deliberately choose which dream you want to perceive. You are not living a certain amount of lives. You are living an infinite number of lives. Therefore it is impossible to perceive all your existences and all your dreams simultaneously because your mind is finite, though your existence is not. You chose before you were born your perception and your form. So, no go with it, and relearn the lesson I taught you last lifetime.[/I]

I focus on one perception. Don Juan is now a fox, and I am a hare. We are in a dry scrubland between a desert and a forest.

"You are not going to eat me are you, Mr. Fox?"

"No, boy. You are too big. We are the same size. Or are we?"

Don Juan grows large and grotesque. I cannot look away. His flesh begins to rot, and worms crawl in his giant fox-man body.

His mouth opens and forms a black hole.

I summon a huge silver dish cover, and cover him with it. I lift it up, and he is a live suckling pig with an apple in his mouth. Tears of blood drip from his left eyes. He whimpers softly.

"Don't you eat me!"

I feel revolted yet fascinated, then suddenly insane. I turn into a werewolf.

"I will eat you, little pig little pig in a most decrapitatious way! HHAHA!"

I summon a fork, and dig into his flesh. It tastes like kalua pig. Where I dug into him, there is blood, but after I dig it out, it's fully cooked.

He makes his hooves into jets and flies away.

A giant flyswatter comes down from the sky and swats us both. There is a big black lady that looks like a cartoon, with the face of don Juan mixed with a demonic Cheshire cat.

I turn into a Pan action figure.

STOP TORMENTING ME, YOU ASSHOLE!

Don Juan opens a portal, and jumps through. I follow him. We are in a dungeon. There is a man being tortured. It's me. He is being whipped, chained to a stone wall. The man with the whip has the head of a bull on. I kick him in the back, breaking his spine, and the bull head flies off. The man is me.

I shoot astral tentacles at both me's. I absorb them into me.

[I]That's not what you are supposed to do![/I]

I am tired of your shit, shaman! All your puzzles and riddles and crazy games, all your bullshit. I am all done with you! Fed up! Stop trying to make me doubt my actions. I don't care if I am not aware of the physical state, or if you are some type of dream guide or some awesome dead guy blah blah blah.... I only had those stupid IB dreams when guess what? I had them when I was reading your book.

You think you know everything about dreaming.

[I]That would be Carlos that thinks he knows everything about dreaming. You see he took what I said, and expounded upon it, and perceived me in his own way. What he did not realize was that I was referencing a very specific world that is not universal to all dreaming, but it is a path that he had chosen for himself. Just as hallucinogens were necessary for one such as him to be inducted into the wayless path, his perception of the dream plane, a very abstract one was necessary for him to understand dreaming. But, what he did not understand was I was teaching him a perception that was to be for him alone. Other may perceive it similarly, but not so universally as he so egotistically thought. Carlos was always fascinated by a new experience, even if it was an old experience forgotten, but never understood the true purpose which is to perceive energy not as its truest form, but it's purest form, which is this:[/I]

Everything changes into colored energy.[I]

Now you see me for what I am, a dream character of Carlos Castaneda. It is true that I am real. It is also true he met me in waking life. But, I have no physical form. He was awake when we met because of the hallucinogens he took. He had many dreams and many drug trips that were so real, they were memories to him, which of course, they are. He had dreams taking drugs, and when he was on a drug, he would take another drug in his head, in the drug trip. I am at once a sentient entity, a collection of thoughts and projections based on plant experiences and the energy of a multitude of dreamers. But, at my core I am a creation of Carlos Castaneda, yet I am real. [/I]