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Dodgeballs
I had left a bunch of dodgeballs near park street and I finally decided it was time to go attempt to collect them. It had been several weeks if not months since I had left them there, and I wasn't sure I would find anything. When I got there, I found a few right away with numbers written on them in black sharpie. I remember the number 21 distinctly being on one of them, because I only had 12 and it was odd that someone would have put larger number on them. Most of them were orange, even though I knew the set had many different colors. It was overcast and the ground was wet with a couple of puddles here and there. Most of the balls were sitting in the gutter by the side of the road. I got a couple of people to help me gather the dodgeballs and chuck them down into the subway so that I could bring them home, but I didn't remember to bring a bag for them all.

I remember seeing some other types of balls rolling around and being kicked near the same subway, not sure if it was before or after the dodgeball gathering. One of them was a blue rubber ball, which is only significant because I told myself the other night that I was gonna do the August simple task of finding something in each of the primary colors, and settled on a yellow rubber duckie, a red rose, and a blue ball. Don't know if it counts since I was very far from lucid.

Tits

I don't usually have sexy dreams at all. I can't really string together a narrative for this, although I know there was one at the time. There was a guy with very soft, fuzzy curly hair in spikes all over his head, like someone had molded a natural, blond fro into this:
He had a younger friend or male relative tagging along, somewhere in the 16-18 year old range. They peeked into a room and there was some chick there that was clearly trying to get into the older one's pants. Somewhere around her I wound up with a body. There was a pretty brown haired girl lounging on the floor in a purple-ish dress. I hit on her half-jokingly and she smiled and flashed her vag, but someone dragged me out of the room and closed the door.

I wound up in another room alone with a different woman who was desperately trying to makeout with me, but her breasts were seriously bigger than my torso and she couldn't reach. Fortunately she was clothed.

19.08.2010

Waking in a hospital (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am not in this dream, it is like i am watching a movie.

The dream begins with this woman waking up on a hospital bed. She is wearing a red top (i can't remember what kind of clothing it was, but it was red) and black jeans. Her hair is brunette (dark) and is long up to her shoulders. Her hand had nasty wounds on them, they were red but not bleeding. She slowly got off the hospital bed to find a doctor. She eventually bumped into a male doctor, she asked the doctor where she could get help. The doctor told the woman to go to an artist in the hospital to get a portrait done of her (i have no idea why), so she walked off in search of this artist in the hospital. She eventually found the artist in this hospital in this dark room, the artist was drawing a picture when she appeared at the entrance to his room. The part around here gets hazy, but i remember the girl inflating into a ball and the top of her was stuck in the entrance of the room. Then the artist started to draw a picture of her in the inflated state.

I am standing in an outdoor area that is a mix of old western and country fair. As I look around I see a long line of people that are waiting to order food at a hot dog and burger stand. The day is warm and it is sunny with blue skies. As I look down the way I see Jill from Church I am not sure if she sees me as she continues to walk. I am up at the front of the line and while I am getting ready to place my order Stephen King shows up beside me. The person taking orders starts up a conversation with him and at first I am a little annoyed because I want to order my food. I then start listening in on their conversation. At the time I knew what he was saying but now as I write this I forget. The conversation had something to do about politics. As I walk away from the stand I see Mary coming out of the general store. She asks about seeing Stephen King and some other stuff I don’t remember. The dream fades ……… there may have been more.

There was a girl. She was leading me around these white circular hallways, she needed me for something. She was teaching me how to increase my abilities somehow. I progressed into a few different circular hallways.

(At this point I woke up and wrote the former down and went back to sleep.)

I was a crazed serial killer describing the different ways in which I extinguish the life force of my victims, I was fanatical, waving my arms around in a very enthusiastic way toward other figures. I was back in the white circular rooms and down one of the hallways was a large cell with no floor (imagine birds at a zoo). It was different now though, now I was being led by these people, somehow I had been caught and was now being sentenced, I remember a bald man with blood on his face and a chain around his neck, he was one of my victims. So they led me to this cell and I was suspended in the air, I stood there and watched my audience.

I was trying to scare them, I was going off again about what I do to my victims, waving my arms and making a spectacle out of it, trying to intimidate them. The girl comes in and she seems not afraid of me, she's suspended in air across from me. She starts mocking me playfully, as if to suggest to the spectators that I am actually harmless and do have a soul. She says these things and gets closer to me and we start playfully fighting and laughing.

She proved to them I was a caring and compassionate person, although somehow it didn't matter to the people outside the cell. It was a moment for the two of us to share. Even though I was condemned this could not stop our love.

Wow...I really don't know why that WILD didn't work. Everything was set up right, I woke up to the alarm and did a WBTB that felt like exactly the right amount of time, and then I went through the WILD just as I had when it succeeded last...only this time, rather than envelope me and pull me into the dream, all the HI and sensations and all that just faded away all of a sudden. I tried just shifting positions and then going back through the process, but that still didn't work. After an hour or so of trying I just decided to get some sleep and not worry about the dream...but it was really strange that it didn't work that time, seeing as everything was in place.

However, I do recall one normal dream from last night, and in the spirit of maintaining good recall, I'll write it here.

My brother-in-law and I were assigned to run the projectors in a theater for the re-release of Avatar. Not all was normal, though...the projectors were two trucks, and we were using computers, not film, as the source media, not to mention we were stationed close up to the screen, off to the left, rather than from the very back in our own little projector room.

About half-way through the movie, both computers froze up. We couldn't get them to do anything. My brother-in-law went to look for help from someone in the theater building, and I went to look for help by driving around outside. This actually was the majority of the dream; me just driving around, looking for help, when the traffic was absolutely insane. No one followed the road rules, and when there was construction on the road, sometimes the road would be closed and I'd offroad to go around it, only to look back and see that the road had been opened the whole time! It was the most frustrating drive ever...eventually I had to give up and head back, only I couldn't find a freaking parking spot! Someone had taken mine while I was out...and of course for the re-release of Avatar, the lot was full anyway. I ended up taking down a 'No Parking: Fire Lane' sign and parking there ()

On my way back inside, I ran into several people that I know. I don't remember what all they asked me about--just random things about real life--but I tried to answer fast and get back inside.

I got back in to discover that the computers still weren't fixed, and no one was able to help us fix it. The audience was starting to get angry, so we went at the computers ourselves this time...by opening up the hoods of the trucks and messing around with the engines.

I don't remember ever actually getting the darned things fixed, but oh well. I won't have to run any more theater projectors any time soon

I woke up at 2:30 and tried to wild. I don't think i really wilded, since i fell asleep, but then in my dream i woke up in my bed, did a RC, since ive been doing them whenever i get out of bed, and found i was lucid.

This lucid lasted maybe 10 seconds. Right when i realized it, it started breaking down, so i rubbed my hands together. It didn't work and everything went black. So then i tried to relax and do a DEILD, since i figured i would wake up. But i just fell into another dream eventually and lost my lucidity. Oh well.

The first thing i remember was that an old friend from middle school was having a birthday party at his house. I showed up and the house was already packed with people, some of them i knew, some i didnt know. I said hi to to my friend then he showed me some gross ass pictures of himself nude on his computer. (wtf) After being tramatized i went back to the party danced around for a little bit, then my school dean made an ancoment that it was time for pizza. I was the third person out there and he also announced this. I ate three large slices then returned inside. i decided i know longer wanted to be at the party so me and the host of the part started walking on the streets accompinied by his cousisn. It was then that his cousin told me that my f riend had cancer so we needed to buy him a gift. WE walked down the street and passed by different bikes until my friend found the right one, he pointed to this chopper kind of bike that said $200. I jumped on the bike and rode off not thinking i was stealing. I rode around and my dream turned into grand theft auto. I saw one star at the top bottom right of my view and saw a squad car soon trailing after my chopper. I drove lke a mad my through houses and fences until i crashed into a creek and my body went soaring for hundres of feet. It was then that the star went away and my dream returned to normal. When i looked up from the ground i realized i was on a grassey hil in the middle of the forest. I walked up the hill and arrived at a skate park. I started trying to hit people off there board and take it, but just tony hawk 2 i remembered, you cant do this, so in the dream i couldnt do this. Later a police women showed up and said i have a place for you guys to skate thats much better, just ride down the hill and go through this tunnel and youl be there. She allowed everyone to do this except for me cause she said i caused all that damage on the motorcycle. The rest of the dream became fuzzy and i woke up

I had a dream, but I don't remember it. I did when I woke up, but I forgot to write it down.

Conditions:
Fell asleep: 12:00 am
2400 mg of Omega 3-6 Fish Oil

COMMENT LUCID NON LUCID DREAM SIGN

So I woke up at 2:22 again for the second time this week.

My aunt tells me: (I see her do this as she tells me.)

I just got in from being outside in the desert... I offered of up the seeds of greatness to the wind gods in remembrance of Bobby.

I see my aunt in her wheelchair, looking tortured and heartbroken over the death of her son. She has wheeled herself about 15 feet into the desert off the dirt road from our old house in Tucson. She tosses little brown seeds into the air, and they get carried away by the wind.

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I had a dream of the seeds earlier.

Seeds are flying through the sky, and land on mountains surrounding a valley. Each one becomes a beautiful flower, and grass grows around it, as if water actually flows out of the flower. Each flower becomes a tree, then, a huge banyan tree with water gushing out of it.

Bobby pokes his head out of the top of it, and waves at me, grinning.

19.08.2010

America's Got Talent and a Kiss (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at my grandpa's house with my cousin. He was annoying me, so I lightly punched him in the head. He got really mad at me. I typed FCE on the computer, and it meant fuck. I quickly typed in other words to cover up the FCE. All of a sudden, I was walking down a path. Nick Cannon was announcing stuff about America's Got Talent.


I had another dream where I was kissed.

19.08.2010

The Big Box (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was downstairs in my house, and I saw a big blue box on the table. Apparently, it was for me. I went into my room for a while, but my mom knocked on the door. She told me she put all of the gifts for me outside. I went into the backyard and saw something huge. I couldn't tell what it was. I went back inside and went downstairs. A lot of my old toys were down there, and my dad was playing Minority Report. I told my sister the box was opened. We went upstairs and took a flashlight out of the closet. Pokeballs were on the top shelf.

We went outside and turned on the flashlight. Somehow, this triggered the sun to rise. One of the gifts outside was a giant ball launcher. The only problem was, the balls disappeared when they were put into the launcher. I also had some kid toy car thing. Apparently, it was worth a few thousand dollars. Other kid toys were in my backyard too.

I walked around my house, but I somehow walked around an apartment complex. I walked to my cousin's grandparent's house. My sister and cousin were sitting outside. His grandpa told me about these dogs that wave to people as they pass by.

Edit: This is a partial entry with one dream sequence omitted. See file 0818-0819; recall note: mall apartment, egg achievement, delivery man.

I've got a few fragments to record, unfortunately I ran into a problem wherein I woke up perfectly to remember them, thought about the dreams enough to crystallize them somewhat (or at least for sure the fragments I'm about to write down), but then I intentionally neglected to get up to write them down. This is something to work on overcoming in the future. I was reluctant to get up under the justification that it was sort of the middle of the work week and I was too tired to get up and write for a while to justify doing it. Plus some of the subject matter of the first one made me reluctant to bother to remember it at all (in fact, although I feel it's beneficial to write as much detail as I can remember, I'd still kind of rather any readers skip over this post). I would like to congratulate myself on the noticeably improved dream recall though, it's amazing what just a little effort can do to go a long way towards awakening at the end of dreams and remembering plenty of detail.

So here we go. As usually I'll try to keep it as chronologically in order as possible.

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The next one was a shorter fragment. I was with my immediate family. Everything seemed kind of retrograde; my brother was younger and both my parents were heavier as though it was before they both had gastric bypasses. We walked through a small junkyard into the waiting room of what looked like a car repair shop, but was apparently a combination car repair shop/walk-in clinic. Everyone sat down in a chair to wait but me; I paced around the room being annoyed and angry that once again people I'd known for years had nothing but contempt and disregard for my medical opinion. At some point I noticed my mother was missing a foot, and I thought, "Diabetes." Curiously, she was still able to walk fine despite the missing/invisible foot. She got up to ask the receptionist what was taking so long, she sounded frustrated, in pain, and desperate. She then went and sat down at a different spot. She was trying to partially cover her face with her coat, but I noticed she was crying. I continued pacing around and making mental notes about my family members until the dream ended.

One last quick note: just went to start breakfast and I remembered one more super short fragment wherein I noticed that the free expired 2-liter bottle of Dr. Pepper I brought home from work a few days ago expired in 1995.

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was walking along the left sidewalk of some neighborhood during the day; there was a flat wooden fence on my left, the road on my right, and then another fence. Beyond the fences were houses and trees. The road didn't have yellow markers on it, as it usually doesn't in my dreams.

Two of my classmates were walking with me. As we walked, two boys passed us on the sidewalk across the street, not looking at us. They were pretty fat! Both were wearing grey t-shirts and baggy jeans, and the one in front was taller than the one walking behind him, who was probably only around four feet. This guy in the back was wearing a brown baseball cap, and rapping or doing some weird thing. One of the people I was walking with came up to me and I recognized her as one of the people I don't like. I mentally questioned why I was with her, but I didn't become lucid.

She said pretty much out loud, "that guy's probably one to shoot you if you start making fun of him," and then continued to make fun of him. "Yo, yo, yo," she added mockingly in a deep voice, louder this time. The boys didn't even look at us even though she was shouting now.

Comment Dream Lucid Dream

Had a MILD-1 class again last night. When I woke up after only 3 hours of sleep I couldn't remember much from my dreams except for:

I'm in a huge imaginary city, together with a Highschool mate of mine. We're going to a festival, but I've got a broken bike and he's got sore feet from his rollerskates. Going strong >_<.

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This dream is from when I awoke this morning. Apparently I continued my previous dream.

The festival is over. My mate's gone and so is my bike. On my way home I encounter an old lady that can't seem to find her own home anymore. She tells me she lives in a street called the Bokken (which would translate to Bucks in english, the animals). I tell her I know where that is and lead here home. It felt like quite a time before we got there, but dreams can be deceivable like that. In the end we arrived at the Bokken though, a street on the bank of a gracht. I remember the entire scene had a yellowy sepia filter over it. On the bank were four copper alligator statues, but I didn't pay them much attention.
Fast forward and I'm a secret agent together with two of my housemates. We're still in the vicinity of the Bokken, but at a small public square. No one's there except us. I spot a laptop and a small beamer on a bench and walk towards them. As soon as I touch them I know this is a laptop from a female spy of our 'enemy corporation' and I decide to hack it. We're after an (unknown) item and this laptop could very well tell us where it is. It runs on windows 98 and takes a couple of minutes before I extract the information: that we need to infiltrate the house of this spy and retrieve our item there.
Fortunately, his house is very close and no one's home. We enter, go upstairs to her room and search for the item. One of my colleagues finds it and he leaves together with my other colleague as backup. I'm to remove our traces and follow them later on. Whilst doing that I hear she-spy coming home and going upstairs. The room has two doors and I hide against the wall of one of the doors. She-spy enters through the other door and I try to make my escape. She's too fast though and knocks me down on the head. Game over.

Fortunately I can try again (wtf?!). I find myself hiding against the wall again, but this time she enters through this door. I rapidly bash the door against her head and make my escape. Outside I find myself in a semi-lucid dream where I jump over hedges. I know I can decide what hedge to jump over. Sometimes the dream 'doesn't listen', but I do have the sense of control. Quickly lost that, though.
I reunite with my colleagues at the four alligator statues in the Bokken. Apparently we're to use the item in combination with one of the statues but agent H tells me it isn't working. I quickly check an online FAQ and it says we forgot to rub the statue with a special type of oil. We don't have that though and neither do we have the time, because the enemies have found us. It's time to prepare for the final battle. Slowly the scene around me changes into a psychedelic disco painting. Afterwards it doesn't make sense at all, but in my dream it was perfectly logical. People killing each other of to get that item, the environment turning and twisting around us. In the end, I passed away too and woke up.

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Missed dreamsigns:
- Me being a spy
- Dying and getting a second chance?
- The semi-lucid hedgejumping sequence
- The psychedelic final battle

Spoiler for Psychedelic Final Stage:

I was at my grandmothers place and I had to give a test on sunday, huh? then I said I had to go somewhere, I was on a bus afterwards and I saw HH a workmate he was angry because the bus wasn't going where he wanted. Then I remember seeing a building and saying, wow that reminds me of another dream I had were I was at this absolutely gigantic dome where I flew from one country to another ( very large distances ) . I said it was identical then I looked again and said well not really but the top is very similar.