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Notes: Got to sleep early and woke up in the middle of the night. Tried for hours to fall back to sleep and finally gave up. Watched a movie and eventually returned to sleep for a few hours.

2215: Sleep

0215: B. I am in SAV. I am hanging out with Ben. He lives at the sound end of the complex. I think I am helping him move. He gets upset and I want to leave but I am still at his house. He and his older brother (doesn't exist IWL) are starting th make other plans for the evening. They want to go smoke pot? I feel left out but I can't leave yet for some reason. I keep thinking about how JavaScript doesn't have statics. I think the statements var s = 0; this.static = s;.

Now it's Dave in the house instead of Ben. He is dressed up in black and white. He's leaving soon and is looking for a sweater. He yells at his mother but she doesn't have it. She is pregnant and moves slowly. He yells "Get hobbly!" to tell her to hurry. I leave and start walking home. I pass by a playground. People are talking about how it is new. From the second story of the apartment building, there is a slide. People are saying that a slide is safe for kids than stairs or a ladder. A young girl is saying this as she is climbing a ladder.

0815: Back to sleep

1030: B. I'm in a big indoor mall. I think the whole mall is sports themed. I'm there with work people and old school people. We are at a sports bar. Somebody has a giant old typewriter in front of them at the table. Lucas is there and we are trying to avoid him. He wants to be called "Lazurus" or "Laz". I change tables a few times to avoid him. Each time I close my table with my credit card. I'm drinking beer, something pale. At the last table, my credit card doesn't go through. I look at the card as the waitress hands it to me. It's a white(?) American Express card. Something to do voting? It has some letters on it that are supposed to say how it should be used. I open my wallet and it's all messy. I pull out my green AmEx card (from the wrong slot IWL) and everything is fine.

There is a competition among some people in our group. I'm not participating, just watching. It's being televised by ESPN. The events are outdoorsy things, like chopping wood. There are three events in different parts of the mall. The whole group walks around the mall between events. My teeth keep falling out and I try to stick them back in and hold them in place. I don't stay until the end of the last event. I don't know who wins. I wander around the mall trying to find the exit. I reach a dead end, which seems familiar for some reason. I turn around and head a different way. I run into Ashwin. He was in the competition. I guess he didn't win. He asks me about the ESPN broadcast. I think he wants to be sure that his mom sees it. Then we talk about tennis.

1248: C. I go to work, but it seems like a car wash. It's just me, Frank, Lucas, and a faceless artist. They are debating with the artist about the color of a couch and some 2D images for characters that can be pieced together for different poses. The couch is in the car wash tunnel. I say nothing. Lucas suggests going to Costco to buy more couches. He leaves. Then a bunch of young kids enter the room. Frank comes up to me to confront me about missing work. We try to talk over the noisy kids. He says "You're not well." I say "No, I'm not." He says "We were comparing you before and after and you're not the same. You're dressed like a kid." I look down and see I'm wearing the company baseball jersey. Frank is wearing the same thing.

I'm quite stressed lately, and I've not really noticed any correlation with writing in a waking journal to trigger dreams. I'm putting my JILD on hold until I can get a little more stable. I've got a few classes at the DVA coming up as well so i don't want to have to much on my plate.


Last night i remember having 3 dreams, but i didn't write them down.

i remember a non lucid dream of me going through my hometown and seeing people who wanted to be shocked by this crazy machine someone built. I also remember fighting someone, and even stopping jets going through the streets to throw at them.

The content of this dream is probably due to the fact that I was up until 2 A.M. last night, writing an essay about Karl Marx. I want to acknowledge to everyone that reads this: I do NOT condone the philosophy of Karl Marx. In fact, I'm not a huge fan of him at all. That's probably why I killed him once I became lucid.

The dream began in an oddly colored version of my former work place, which was a private neighborhood pool. I've been going to his pool since I was around the age of three, so I know it like the back of my hand. One of its features is a rectangular roofed concrete area with grey bench tables. This is where the dream began.

As I walked up to that area, I noticed one of my friends who also worked there sitting on top of the bench table to the side. "You ready to dominante?" He said. "We got this." I said. When he got up I turned around, noticing a long wooden bench table with two groups of yellow party cups arranged in pyramids for beer pong. Karl Marx appeared at the other end of the table, alone with no partner. I looked down at the wooden table again to pick up a ping pong ball, when an odd realization hit me. This is when I became lucid. I didn't even perform a reality check. I knew I was dreaming because there had not been wooden tables at this pool for almost ten years. I remember them so well because we all had our signatures engraved in them. The ones that are there currently are grey and plastic. For some reason I didn't think of stabilizing. I looked back up at Marx. Then I looked at my friend. He gave me this extremely serious expression that lead me to do the following, and I'm not sure why: I looked back at Marx and said, "Sorry dude. You're not supposed to be here." I imagined myself holding a gun and lifted my arm. Sure enough, there was a slate-grey DE.50-looking pistol in my hand. I pulled the trigger without even taking the time to steady my aim and shot Marx in the chest. The round seemed to knock him back hard as he was thrown into one of the support beams. I woke up at this point, pissed off at myself for not stabilizing.

September 16, 2010

Asleep by 1am. Getting a bad cold, so sleep was a bit of a fallacy last night.

Walms, the puppy!
[Guest house]
Jack and I live in a guest house that is on my parent's property. It has an awesome bathroom. Nice big jet-tub and the sink is a very unique shape. Rectangular and nearly flat. I questioned how it holds water, but it seems to, so...okay...?

[Boardroom meeting]
I joined these other ladies around this boardroom table. They're all celebrities and I recognize them, but I don't know their names and I can't be bothered to look them up. This boardroom was inside the main house, where I was living.

I can't recall what was said, but the chick with the short red hair was upset because she'd said something that offended someone else. It was smoothed over, and we went on to our discussions.

The room very slowly started transforming. It was no longer a boardroom, but a very large bedroom we were lounging around. This is where Walms first appeared. He left the room, and I got a call on my phone. "I need you to meet me downstairs, urgently!" he said.

I excused myself and went downstairs. Walms had shapeshifted into a dog... a very adorable furball poodle (sorry Walms!). He said he had a hot date with another dog down the street :banghead: but his puppy convertible wasn't working... It all just kind of disintegrates from here.

Sorry Walms... my dreams get weird when I'm sick :Oo:

Weird Al fragment
Singing "Achy Breaky Song" to my BF.

I'm at school. My friend comes to me. He says we're having a cooper test later that day. I go into the school building. In the building there is a dentist and a hairdresser who thinks everyone should be bald. I go upstairs. It turns into a summer camp at which I was at summer. I go to my bed. Although it isn't like the bed I had at the camp, it feels familiar. I partially take the blanket off. Under it is an instrument of some kind. I do something to the instrument to produce sound. I'm not sure where I went next (maybe downstairs), but next I'm in my dream world, in a cottage in which I have been before (at least in one dream the forest outside was haunted). The walls have some holes in them and the floor is composed of the soil of the forest. I come out of the cottage. There are other students also, and our teacher. The teacher gives us all half a watermelons. A friend of mine asks the teacher if he can go home because he has some things to do. "No, you can't", the teacher says. "We are going to listen to some Chopin now!". She goes inside another cottage opposite to the another one. I has some decoration in it, a proper floor and no holes in the walls. I put my watermelon on a table. I go outside and continue to the shore. The ground turns into a beach. For the next three days I drink heavily (haven't ever even considered that). After those three days have passed, I'm totally screwed. I feel like having a leak so i unzip and start to pee. The sun burns my eyes. My mother and my brother emerge from the forest. My mother shouts something like "Whatcha doin' there?". I finish and pull my pants back up. Shortly after that I wake up.

Last night I only recalled fragments of a dream but it was an improvement of my previous nights of no dreams recalled at all.

I was going to a dormitory and it was in the evening but not too late. When i came in everybody was sleeping, I remember two of my friends being there. I was being shouted at by the people in charge of the dormitory ( I think for coming back late even though it wasn't very late).

I am walking about a very odd neighborhood. I say it was odd because I couldn't for the life of me discern whether or not it was a town, a city, a school, a campus, etc. It was just odd in that strange dream-like sort of way that is very nearly impossible to explain to another human being (or computer screen as the case may be).

As I am walking, I eventually end up somewhere, and that somewhere is not a place I really wanted to be. It was a great towering walmart. Now, let me explain a little something about myself....

I don't go to walmart. The place scares the crap out of me. It's big and scary and there are flourescent lights, and it's just the kind of place I don't want to go. The last time I went to walmart (irl) I very nearly got a panic attack as soon as we had made it about halfway through the store. I really don't like that place (or any giant department stores/malls, walmart just seems to generally be the worst though).

Anyhow, as I was saying, I was swiftly approaching the walmart on foot when I found I was holding a strange pamphlet. It had lots of pictures of RV's on them and said that I would be able to purchase a 5 room RV for $1,200. The thing was like a freaking palace. It also inflated into a full house with a garden sometimes, but I forget how you made it do this.

Somehow I purchased the RV and was pretty happy about it. I think I made a bargain with some people saying I would pay them back. They gave me the RV and a $600 gift certificate to walmart that had to be spent within the next hour or it would expire.

I ventured inside of the great fortress, the fluorescent lights were blinding, the store huge, a giant labyrinth of aisles and strange hidden places that I didn't particularly wish to explore. I grabbed a cart. The entirety of the time I was inside the fortress the cart was simply following me and I was not pushing it. This made perfect sense at the time, and in fact I did not pay much attention to it. I kept calling things in French, but it was kind of a jumble. I was really americanizing it all. For example "oh these are pretty tasses." People kept giving me strange looks. At one point I exclaimed out loud, "fuck this shit, I don't care if I don't spend the money, this place sucks," and stormed out the front doors.

I saw a few people I knew in the parking lot. I wanted to show them my RV thinking that I would impress them. I took them inside and the first thing I showed them was that in the main bedroom, if you flipped the bed over it was a giant hot tub. They were not amused.

... the next parts of the dreams were strange, hazy, bizarre and I'm going to have an incredibly difficult time trying to explain just exactly what happened.

It had something to do with Sleeping Beauty and Snow White.

I was with a group of people. We had to go into a cave and rescue/save/defeat something. There were beautiful flowers that were pink and seemed to be made out of glass. I kept picking them up and admiring them.

There was talk of how we must reenact the old stories. Later there was talk of how we were filming a movie.

At one point I walked through downtown Santa Cruz and into a pizza place. There was a large group of people sitting around on bar stools in a circle. I think it was someones birthday. There was someone else with me who had walked in but I don't remember. We all sat down and they all went and sat down at a different table. Me and the other person were left sitting around wondering what we should do. We got up and sat with them and then left because we didn't like the energy.

A lot of other stuff happened but unfortunately it's too hard for me to describe right now.

*censored*

I have a bee and a fly doing something for me. Every time I give them some sort of signal, they fly into my cage which is outside my old house. The cage is made of a net. It seems to be suspended in the air. It is dark outside and I can't see anything out.

I am the music director of a concert. There is a layered platform for the performers to sit on and they are all girls. It's outdoor. I walk behind them all.
(Should have put a pen and a piece of paper beside bed so and could write down the dream straight away.)

I find Batman
and Sherlock Holmes
we go to the Moon
and meet Raven
on a steampunk adventure
MoSh joins us
in the middle of a wormhole
we are in London in the 1800's
the five of us are vampires
hunting down
the vampire hunter
of vampire
Asuka
We have many dreams
of these bastards
with different themes
they keep calling Asuka
The One
they say The Secret is inside of her
the Key to Happiness, and Eternal Power
they said she is the daughter of don Juan
they can use her energy to control the world
***
We meet in the Tower
with Tigress and Silverwolf
like the JLA
Batman says that Asuka needs training
in self-defense
Asuka trains
in the Battle Yard
***

Raven and I
fall asleep
to see what will happen
we do it again and again
simultaneously
farther and nearer
to each other
we talk to two little suns
our Truest Selves
it's wordless communication

So I can't believe I didn't become lucid in this one but here it is, and it was a vivid one:

This was after doing a WBTB, and I had been having a rough sleep, but it started out in my backyard at home.

I was suddenly outside and the area to the right of my house was all asphalt, and half the living room was sitting out there along with a tv and some random garbage... I don't know how I could see that as normal but I was preoccupied searching for something I have no idea what, but my Mom was there too. She said go inside, so I did.
In the foyer of my house there was a huge shelf with many different candies on it, and I eyed the macintosh toffee but someone called me from the den(where the tv is). My dad was waiting in the den for me and proceeded to tell me it was my birthday.... it's not for another 4 months and somehow I didn't find that odd, not to mention I didn't know it was my birthday at the time.
He said "so I've got you a present!" He tells me he got me Halo Reach... the funny thing is I don't really care about it at all so I tried to act like I did. So, he put it on the tv.. wait, 2 tv's. Somehow we had 2 plasma tv's one in front of the other. Nope, didn't find that odd either I said "Can I play it downstairs on the big screen?" (theres is a much bigger one in the basement so this wasn't odd).
Then, the dream skipped suddenly, and I could see a very vibrant screen with a cartoon-ish game on it. It looked totally wrong, but the dream skipped again. I was suddenly playing it, in the first person. I had full control almost like a virtual reality system, and I was suddenly running so damn fast weaving around vans and people. This was all in a desert landscape with a few bits of greenery only to the right. I thought to myself 'this is not right, games aren't this real, this has to be virtual reality! (NO, you idiot.) I almost became lucid here because at the same time I noticed a farm house that I've seen before in previous dreams. I actually stood there thinking about it, but no realizations of a dream.
But, I continued on. The 'game' I was playing was nothing like Halo at all so I assume I had forgotten I was playing at all. Now, I was 'living' this scene. After running like a sprinter, the whole scene changed. Suddenly, the cops showed up and I could here blaring alarms.
Note: my phone was set to an alarm and goes off roughly every 5 minutes(forgot to turn it off), so I assume it was that which caused the sirens, and police to come.
I was really scared so I tried to hide. This guy I always see walking down my street at home suddenly appeared and tossed me a gun that didn't work because it was just the hand grip... thanks a lot, bud. The cops then forgot about me and started chasing him ( I believe it's because in reality I think this guy is kind of shady, so I assume the cops turned on him guided by my thoughts).

I was still running away at this point, and I found an old bus that was all dilapidated, so I entered thinking it was a good hiding place. All of these weird Mexicans were sitting in there on a bunch of mattresses an couches it was honestly a funny thing to see, they were all really dirty too(I'm not racist, lol) At this point, after taking in the scene, I asked if it was okay to hide. This one man replied "it's too late, the bus is full" or something to that extent. It was then the dream faded and I woke up.

Season of the Witch
Recall: 5/10
Importance:8/10
Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm at an older woman's house who happens to be a witch. Her powers are summoning roots that entangle her victims, but she seems to be having control issues. I hear her panicking outside and rush out to see her root powers are out of control and have entangled her children, and her along with them.

I immediately recognize this problem as rampant emotions coupled excessive attention on the roots, causing them to grow out of control. I rush over and begin to calm her down, stroking her hair and redirecting her attention towards me. It works, and the roots recede from her children. I'm impressed by her root powers and she's impressed by my knowledge of control. We grow very close after discovering our new shared interest.

Her husband is evil, but he dies. He's dead, but not gone. I can see his spirit or ghost standing next to us, but don't let on that I can see him. The angry spirit takes swipes at me, but I do my best to pretend he's not there. Finally the ghost of the husband wanders off elsewhere, and I use that opportunity to tell the woman her husband is still here. She doesn't take the news very well, especially since she can't see him, but she now has the upper hand because the ghost doesn't know that we know he's there.

I begin to gather my belongings to leave, and the witch woman gives me a book and a pamphlet with some instructions, along with a pair of her panties to remember her by. I begin to search the house for three baseball gloves I left there, and make several sweeps of the house without finding them. The meddlesome ghost keeps trying to hide the book and instructions the witch gave me, but I always manage to retrieve them. As I search, the witch's children begin to have their powers go wild, manifesting poltergeist activity. Again I diffuse the situation, then realize my search for my material possessions is pointless. I take the gifts given to my by the witch and leave.

Once away from the ghost who followed me for a bit, I check out the instructions on the pamphlet. It's a series of ritual tasks I have to complete in order to become a witch myself or perhaps to accomplish something. I follow the instructions which eventually bring my to a coven for training and initiation. The girl in charge there tells me it's time for the orgy, involving 8 women, but she forgot to invite the men. As the females file into the room, I consider if I'm up for it. I had been having sex with that older witch all day, but I seem to be hard so I follow the women into the room.

There is some magic, some sex, some rituals, some joint smoking, and I knock more tasks off me list. Next I must defeat an opponent, a humongous bald guy. I dispatch my foe easily using magic powers, with no effort at all.

I'm having a lot of dreams lately where I exercise great dream control, but it doesn't tip me off that I'm dreaming. The problem is I believe life is a dream and dream control applies to RL the same as it does in dreams.

All I remember is something about being in a car. and going outside where a dog was there and I was petting it. it was a golden retriever.



I wish my recall would go back up.