Ignored markers - new territory. My cousin... helped me ... in a school setting? But all worked out because I accomplished the goal and was able to plug into society properly. I was in the upper crust of society. Well off, very. It was a carry over from a previous phase in the dream, so I guess this is a fragment. I had duties to perform. There was a car that my father helped me with. I couldn't figure it out on my own, but he didn't have enough time himself. The battery was full of acid though, you can tell because the liquid was low and the red indicator was exposed. When they get like this they could explode, my father said. I took the acid bomb out of my vehicle and placed it on the floor of the back seat. It was uncomfortable. ...skip...? I needed something further, and my father obliged. He was a gorilla, and he sacrificed his large, majestic form for my needs: parts of his skull and his forearms were given to me. The procedure was done instantly, and I was whole, the mirror revealed. Father couldn't close his face. He stood there looking as if he was waiting to die, or perhaps I hoped he would die for the cruelty my need imposed on him. His large gorilla hands were crudely shoved into the ends of his arms, and he stood there unable to close his face, looking at me. The horror he suffered. The sacrifice he made. Sceneflash... he's no longer a gorilla, but well dressed. The head trauma is no longer there, he is able to speak, but his human hands are still crudely pushed into the ends of his shortened human arms. They are covered by his nice pullover sweater, but when he extends his arms to hug me his hands spin downwards. We agree to go somewhere but something isn't right. I understand his body language to reveal his dark intention, and I parallel his foot movements, aware of a computer controlled sniper rifle behind me, watching me, awating his whispered command. He won't dare fire it as long as I am behind him. When we get out of range I let him know that I was aware as I stand up next to him. Awaken - the horror on his face from the previous surgery still fresh in my mind.
non-dream - non-lucid - lucid 08-09-10 Many dreams involving Sisse and the grand scheme to win her back. I cannot recall the first encounter. I remember there being an episode where I seeing her at a party one night, I speak with her, quite opposite to the way I normally approach girls as my intentions are clear and I go for her. Actually the first situation I just approach her and tell her I would like to see her one of the days. In another situation I am on the phone with her asking when we were supposed to see each other and she tells me it was on that very day. She is not too disappointed and agrees to another time. I think I meet her at a party and flirt with her, there is definitely chemistry, but I do not pursue it that given night. Something about Ruppert from EIMS is willing to give me a lift, I drive off on my own, remember I don't know where I am going turn around quickly and find Ruppert waiting at a restaurant, he sort of gestures that it is about time I turn up. I am trying to remember the name of a bar or restaurant I am supposed to meet Sisse... Something about my mum telling me that yesterday I said I wanted to go to a particular restaurant the following morning, but I tell my mum that it was only a dream (not realising that then of course so must this be if my mum knows about it ). I think there is about 3 dreams where I arrange to go somewhere to meet her, but never does. I am sitting at a diner looking through the window across the road into the restaurant my mum mentioned, just in case I actually did arrange for her to be there, she is not. I am recalling to myself the previous 3 dreams in which I arranged to meet her (not thinking the slightest about doing a reality check >.<). … Jes Dorph is on the news explaining how the media tends to utilise fearmongering as a way of creating news that are interesting. Then he switch the scene to a place where snow is still on the roof although the temperature outside is 28 degrees. I am all of a sudden at the place and I am telling (my dad I think) that it isn't really snow, but more of a foam like substance. … Something about violence in Danish football either a newsflash shows or I am there to see it happen by the corner flag.
I was in a bedroom that wasn't actually mine, but my waterbed was there along with a few other beds crammed into the room. There were a total of four other people in the room, four beds other than my own, there were two men and two women there, I knew them all as friends. It was larger bedroom than my room IWL, but it was still very crowded with five beds crammed in there. I was lying on my waterbed, fading in and out of sleep, when someone got my attention. It was one of the guys, he was boasting and bragging on how he pwned some mugger that had gone after him, he said he had pulled out his knife and gutted the guy, that sounded a bit violent to me… the worst part was that when he stated he had knifed the mugger in the gut, he drove his knife down into my waterbed, tearing a big hole in the mattress! I was pissed off at him, I told him he was paying for the new mattress, he said the leak was small and could be fixed. I got the leak repair kit out and tried to put a patch on the leak, but it was too big for that. I repeated to the guy that he would be paying for my new mattress. I thought for a bit, trying to think of the name of the place I went to last time I needed a new waterbed mattress. I was annoyed at the fact I couldn't think of it since it hasn't been that long since I have gotten a new one. I couldn't think of the name, but I opened the phone book to the right spot to find the bed stores. I finally thought of the name… A Bedder Bed… and then I went straight to the phone number for the place. I picked up the phone beside my bed and was going to dial, but there was no dial tone on the phone… I immediately figured someone had forgotten to pay the phone bill. Well, I knew where the place was, so I would just go out and get the mattress. I pointed at the guy who had stabbed my bed, repeating one more time that he would be paying for my new mattress, which would probably be $70 to $90 dollars, so he had better have it ready. With that I got in my car and left the house, which was a place I didn't recognize at all, and headed to the main road. As I left the house, I reminded myself that the house I had been staying at is downtown, so I would have to drive out from town to get to A Bedder Bed instead of in towards town. I drove along a couple of the roads, was force to take a detour by road construction, and then I proceeded to get completely lost in a really confusing neighborhood before I finally found my way back to the main road. I went to the shopping area where I knew A Bedder Bed was, pulled in to the parking area, and went to park in front of the store… but it was gone! It was seriously closed, there were boards over all of the windows, there were signs on the boarded windows and door that said the place was closed for good. Shit! Where was I supposed to get my waterbed mattress now? I saw what looked like a yard sale in the parking lot, so I went to check it out. There was a man selling off the remaining inventory of A Bedder Bed, so I looked for my mattress. Unfortunately I didn't find one… crap. The man said the stuff in questionable condition was in the trash dumpster out back, so I went there next. I was literally digging through the trash until I found a waterbed mattress that said Super Single, the size of my bed, and was still sealed in its packaging. I just hoped it would be ok. So I got back in my car and drove back to the house, this time I managed to avoid getting lost. I was thinking I might just go ahead and tell the jerk who had stabbed my bed that he owed me some money, but maybe drop it to a round $50 and said it was a going out of business sale. I was debating as to if that would be an acceptable thing to do or if that would make me an asshole. I parked in front of the house and went in through the carport. There was a guy, not one of the ones from the bedroom earlier, sitting in a car with the engine running. I immediately noticed there was a hose going from the exhaust into the cabin of the car, he was in the process of killing himself! I went to the driver's door and I was going to do something when I realized the window was wide open. Actually, all of the windows were open. I asked the guy what was going on, he said life wasn't worth living so he was putting an end to it. I told him the windows were all open… he said yeah, he'd tried it with the windows closed, but the exhaust had smelled bad, so he opened them so his dying moments wouldn't stink. I figured that obviously he would never successfully kill himself like that. I told him that he was, however, wasting gas and putting off unnecessary air pollution for those of us left behind to deal with… so he should turn off the engine while waiting to die. He said I had a good point, no reason to ruin the environment for those of us left behind, so he turned the engine off. He leaned back in the driver's seat and continued waiting for his suicide attempt to work. I didn't bother telling him his attempt at killing himself was destined to be an epic fail. I went into the house and looked for my waterbed, I found it was still filled with water. The asshole who had stabbed it was putting one final piece of duct tape on the mattress, which was practically entirely covered with duct tape. It looked like the entire mattress was made from duct tape. The guy looked at me and said my mattress was as good as new, so he wouldn't have to pay for my new one. I told him I didn't think that would hold, but if it did, then I would agree to that. He seemed happy and drank down a beer in one gulp, following it up with a loud burp. I didn't really want to hang out with these people right now, so I went to leave the house again. The guy who had been killing himself met me at the door and said he had decided against suicide. He said it just takes too long, and it's so damn boring! That completed his epic fail at committing suicide. I just shook my head as I walked out the door and woke up.
I've @een playing Mass Effect again because I got it on the Xbox. I dreamt that I was playing it, but with keyboard and mouse, but I was using the mouse with ny left hand. I remember thinking how sturdy the mouse felt and how refreshing it is to aim with it instead of the analog stick. I think it felt like the Logitech G5 I used to have. Do I wish I was playing on pc?
07.09.2010Meeting Mosh at the Moon! Possible dream Share. (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well, finally I'm getting back in shape. Three dreams yesterday (one lucid) and seven dreams today (five fragments, one long dream and one lucid) I am going late tonight to bed, so this night won't be as awesome I think! Seventh: I was at the Artifex store playing and looking for cards. The store was very packed and I wanted to take a look over the dollar bin rare cards. Jim (the owner) told me to grab the cards and find a seat where I could. He trusted me and he knew I was going to steal nothing. I sat in a corner and started to look for cards. I saw two foil promo Damnation. I was surprised because each one was worth $30. I felt tempted to sneak them in the pile of cards, but I felt bad. I was going to tell Jim to place them were they belong and hopefully, to get a better price on one of them. I browsed for more cards and walked towards the counter. I realized I had a huge pile of cards and it was going to be a lot of money. I reviewed the pile and I found several crappy penny cards. I was wondering why I did grab those. I sat in another table. I saw a few students from junior school doing some homework. I was now with Earl, a friend. I told him about the damnation and the crappy cards that got into my hand. I could not find the damnations in the pile. I found several odd cards, some of them, were worth around $400. I was super confused about how come those cards got there. I looked at the cards once more, and I found some of the most expensive cards from the entire collection. I got mad and did a RC. I had one of my fingers smaller that usual and realized I was dreaming. I woke up and said, "I love playing cards, but not in my lucids. Bye." I kissed my wife and left. The store lead to a country instead to its regular parking lot. The dream was very blurry and not stable. I decided to fly as usual to make it stable. I only could see a little bit of bright light, so I kept flying. I did not want to focus on the light as I was afraid I could wake up. After a while, the imaginary was back. It was night and I saw the moon. I decided to fly to it. For some reason, I had a little difficulty flying. My dream was not a 100% clear so I decided to slow down. I saw a wall and I decided to jump to it to get closer to the moon. I did and I saw another wall. I did this four times and I saw the moon bigger, but not more walls. The dream quality was perfect now so I planned to fly. My wife spawned from no where and wanted to go to the moon. I told her to just fly, but she was not able. I saw coming from my right a giant metallic platform. I knew it would take us to the Moon. I jumped into the platform and helped my wife to climb it. We gained speed and height until the dream turned black. I still felt myself in the dream but I could not see a thing. It was darkness from space but I saw no stars. I told my wife to keep focused in the dream, to move her eyes to keep REM active and to be in the dream. I moved my head fast to the left and the right maintaining my eyes wide open. After a while, darkness vanished and I saw a bright sunlight. My wife was asleep, but I could wake her up. She started to act dumb, but she started to be herself again after a while. I was now in the moon and I saw several DC. I could see half earth: I was happy and I approached a few DC. I told my wife I was going to look for someone. I asked the DCs, "Do you guys know were WakingNomad is?" They told me he was not at the moon today. I cursed and asked, "How about MoSh from Dreamviews?" They all moved away and pointed at him. Mosh wore a gray t-shirt and told me, "Hey Percy! Welcome to the Moon!" I told him about WakingNomad and he told me he was not there today. I looked at the "sky" of the moon and I saw once more the Earth and the Sun. The sun looked different, more like fire and lava (space view) I though it could be fun to fly now to the Sun. I wondered how it could feel. The dream vanished and I woke up. Missed dream signs: - None. Spotted dream signs: - The funny situation with the cards. Reality Check Performed: - Hand check (failed. turned lucid)
07.09.2010After the damnation. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well, finally I'm getting back in shape. Three dreams yesterday (one lucid) and seven dreams today (five fragments, one long dream and one lucid) I am going late tonight to bed, so this night won't be as awesome I think! Sixth: Most humans were wiped out due a catastrophe. I was almost alone, however, my dad (jerk dad) and his wife survived. We had two dogs who also survived and they were my friends. These were big rotwailler dogs and my jerk dad feared them. My dad wanted to start something to become the leader of the world. I had a Manchego cheese but my dad took it from my hands. That cheese was going to help him archive his goal. My jerk dad's wife told me that I had to take more care of my self. She told me, "Microsoft word and excel is working fine. I need you to program PowerPoint and launch it." I felt bad because my jerk dad was going to take it all. They went to see the TV and I started to write code in the computer. I could hear an ad from Toys R Us at the TV and I found that odd. I logged in my account from Ikariam as a player (not as a Super Operator) to see what and who got destroyed there. I was bugged because my jerk dad was going to be the richest guy in the world. I was now outside with the dogs. They were on guard and they attacked each one who tried to harm me. I felt happy with my dogs and I wondered how the years to come would be. Missed dream signs: - The humanity was almost entirely obliterated. - I was with my jerk dad (I do not see him in waking) - I had TWO dogs (pair is a major dream sign) What I would have done if lucid: - Ask questions to my jerk dad and to the dogs.
07.09.2010Odd deck (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well, finally I'm getting back in shape. Three dreams yesterday (one lucid) and seven dreams today (five fragments, one long dream and one lucid) I am going late tonight to bed, so this night won't be as awesome I think! Fifth: - I was with my MTG group and we were getting ready to play. - There were a few made up DC. - My deck was abnormally huge and I found a lot of crappy cards that were not supposed to be there. I could not find the right cards and I wondered what was going on. Missed dream signs: - One of my decks was all screwed up. What I would have done if lucid: - Talk with these DC for new card combinations.
07.09.2010I can't find the video in my phone. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well, finally I'm getting back in shape. Three dreams yesterday (one lucid) and seven dreams today (five fragments, one long dream and one lucid) I am going late tonight to bed, so this night won't be as awesome I think! Fourth: - I was indoors. - I was with some random female DCs. - She showed me a video from Spain. - I told her I was going to show her a real video. I pulled my droid phone and tried to pull a video I made while celebrating the World Cup victory at Pata Negra. I could not find the video in my phone. Missed dream signs: - The video was missing from my phone. What I would have done if lucid: - Head for a ToTY.
07.09.2010In a theme park (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well, finally I'm getting back in shape. Three dreams yesterday (one lucid) and seven dreams today (five fragments, one long dream and one lucid) I am going late tonight to bed, so this night won't be as awesome I think! Third: - I was in a theme park. - I was riding a hilarious and awesome roller coaster with my wife. Missed dream signs: - My wife was riding the roller coaster. What I would have done if lucid: - Head for a ToTY.
07.09.2010Snail warrior (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well, finally I'm getting back in shape. Three dreams yesterday (one lucid) and seven dreams today (five fragments, one long dream and one lucid) I am going late tonight to bed, so this night won't be as awesome I think! Second: - I was riding a giant snail. - I was a snail rider and I was a guardian of something or someone. - I was in the wildness and I saw several mythic creatures. - I wore a war outfit. I was ready to battle. I carried a spear. Missed dream signs: - Unknown. What I would have done if lucid: - Unknown.
07.09.2010Updating profiles. (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Well, finally I'm getting back in shape. Three dreams yesterday (one lucid) and seven dreams today (five fragments, one long dream and one lucid) I am going late tonight to bed, so this night won't be as awesome I think! First: - Day. - I was on my PC. - I was updating profiles from people. Missed dream signs: - Unknown. What I would have done if lucid: - Unknown.
I was dreaming about something... I don't know. Something random. My ex-in-laws were there, and boy are they downers. I was inside a house, it wasn't theirs, or maybe it was but it wasn't a place I'd ever experienced in my waking or dreaming life before, when all of a sudden I was lucid. "I'm lucid... oh my -- ...I'm lucid!! ...I have full control... ok, ok... ok... let's try to jump..." So I jumped from the kitchen, and I floated in a straight line until I hit the wall. It wasn't graceful or cool, like an astronaut or a swimmer, it was like playing an internet video game where the internet suddenly cuts off. The other people in my dream disappeared. The landscape outside the windows was gone - in fact, everything outside the windows was completely black. There was quite literally nothing outside of the house. And I was having to learn to fly all over again. Pointless! I was quite upset... I finally accomplished something I'd been wanting for so long, only to find that my control was so complete that my own existence was the only thing. Maybe next time I'll try to say something a little more ominous, like "Let there be light."
I was in hell, and I had a team of cooks with me. We were in the kitchen ("hell's kitchen" is a recurring theme for me) and all my cooks were busy. The place was pristine, everything was in its place, all surfaces were clean, all was well... ...until Satan came in. He was extremely upset. He had hooves and horns, but all features beyond his silhouette were indistinguishable: he seemed to be completely made of molten lava. He stormed through the kitchen with such blazing heat that the surfaces melted, and in his wrath he destroyed my cooks, one by one. I stood near a counter, shocked and stunned. Such raw power, such extreme violence, such anger... and I was powerless to appease or defend. He took his time destroying the kitchen and my staff, and I had the feeling that I was an observer of the situation, until he stomped towards me, curses coming from his lava mouth. I laid down on the floor in complete submission and humility, because I felt any form of defiance would have been ludicrous. His crotch began to glow bright yellow, then white hot, and he urinated right over my prone form. The bright hot lava stream splashed near my body but I wasn't touched. When he finished he stalked away, still hot, still glowing, still angry, still frighteningly powerful. I woke up with the lingering feelings of fear accompanied by an adrenaline rush and a small bit of relief. The rest of the dream faded in the face of this event.
Another big screen. Super wtf mountain climb. - going down a trail. getting a ttacked by alien kids. but they give me a gift. A cop pulls me over and we both are eating old dutch chips.
Good nights beget good nights, maybe? This is my 51st entry into this DJ and I can say, proudly, that I've had over 100+ dreams recalled since starting it up. That's pretty wild. No LDs yet--not liking that ratio :/. My wife is leaving for a vacation with her family for a week so I'll have the bed to myself. I'm going to go all out in trying different techniques I normally wouldn't be able to try, then. Til then here were my dreams from last night. I'm at some sort of rest stop and I seem to be staking out some guy. I'm in the bathroom and I see his clothing hanging on the knob. He has a pair or black pants and a fell phone inside of them. As I'm in there the phone loudly goes off with a rock n roll ring tone. Now we are in the parking lot to some business. It looks kind of like the shogun lot. An Asian man comes out of the building being tailed by police and reporters and me as well. The Asian man, Randy, had just used his inside information to lock away someone I believe is innocent. So I catch up with the man in the lot and demand to know how he came to his conclusion. In a broken American accent he tells menus refuses to answer. We reach his car and at this point I get angry and throw the man against if and get in his face. He finally tells me what I need to know and then two men, who had been hiding in a car and watching Randy, open fire on the two of us. I sprint off and Randy tries to as well. The men get out of the car and mutter something about how they can't believe be thought they'd let him live. As Randy is almost free he gets hit in the hand and in the back. I wake up. I'm watching this guy as he's pulled over. He has a beard and glasses. He's on the phone with his lawyer and in the background i see people going through his car. He tells his lawyer that the people that pulled him over found out that his new song has stolen rhythms in it. The lawyer is telling the guy angrily to cooperate in anyway possible. I'm talking to Phil about his curfew when he lived with his friends and how he had to be home by 10 if he expected any phone calls. We also talk about this other song that I had been working on prior.
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