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27.07.2010

Psychic training (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Not one of my best nights! Four dreams but nothing fancy.

First:

I was indoors like in a school. I was helping a guy to improve his psychic abilities.
I was able to see his ideas transferring from his mind to a glass.
He was improving his abilities.
We also discussed about dream recall.
I think I was the teacher and my wife was a student as well.

Missed Dream Signs:
- Being able to see his ideas.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Complete the ToTM August.

06.30.2010

Benny (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I layed in my bed in a really small room. I was tired and nearly sleeping. Suddenly Patricks dog Benny came into the room, jumped on the bed and layed down.
I found it stranged and thought about the sitaution and if I should make a RC. But I didn't...

06.27.2010

LOOK (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My mother came back from shopping. I asked her, what she bought. On the table layed some sweeties, from which I took some.
I went to our storeroom and saw some DVD's lying around. One of them was there series "LOOK", for which I wait to be released in Europe for years now. I was really happy.[/COLOR]

I am at a mall, the reason I am there I completely forgot. For some reason or another, I do a reality check by looking at some dots on the wall, looking away, and looking back at them. Well, even if it was not words, it worked and I became lucid.

After that I decided to not jump into any activities yet, and tried to concentrate more on making my lucid more stable, longer, and clearer. So, I first began by walking very slowly and observing every small bit of detail I saw in the dream world with all my senses. As much as transforming into a wolf came across my mind, I knew these LD exercises were far more important to me.

I looked at a small railing next to an escalator, and looked closely. The light reflected off the chrome railing beautifully. I sat there and tried to smell anything, but I could not smell a damn thing. I figured that was weird, as I have smelled things in my LDs in the past. I thought that maybe my brain assumed malls smell like nothing.

In order to stabilize my LD further, I decided to reach into my pocket to grab a stress ball to squeeze in order to exercise my sense of touch. However, when I reached down to put my hand in my pocket... I had no pockets. All I had was my boxers on. I tried to further summon a stress ball in my hand but it refused to appear. After that, the dream got real fuzzy and I woke up in the middle of the night.


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Next dream involved me going to some costume party. I decided to grab a Predator costume I had.

Fast-forward: I am at the party when I realize I don't have the head/mask to my Predator costume. The people at the college party start to stare, and I begin t feel judged.

Note: Was furious at myself for not trying to DEILD, spinning, or rubbing my hands yet again. I know it works because I have done it in prior lucids, I have just forgotten to for some reason. Even when attempting to stabilize my lucids, they are cut off even shorter. May be due to either me thinking about being asleep too much, or it being the end of that certain REM cycle for the night.

06.26.2010

Dream Fragment #5 (Macauly Culkin + Toaster) (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It was a veeery long movielike dream, but I can't remember anything else than this little scene.

Me and someone else went into a big room, in which were a lot of chairs standing in lines. We sat near the front, because we were about to the an actment or a movie.
As we sat there, the other guy whispered to me, that Macauly Culkin would sit behind us.
I turned around and saw him sitting there. He looked just like in the movie "Good Son" and he had a silver toaster on the chairon his right.

06.25.2010

Fight about the screen quality (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at Patricks and we watched TV. The screen quality was very bad. I said to him: "My father will buy a new TV soon for us. It will be as big as yours, but it got a way better screen quality."
Patrick was kinda pissed and answered: "You know, that the TV's which you buy, never are as good as they, which you see in the shop, right?"

Not much going on lately.

I had a dream about a friend I haven't seen in like 14 years, Roy.. I have no idea why. Its not like I saw him recently or was talking or thinking about him or anything. In the dream, M insisted I give him a ride but I didn't want to. I was busy playing video games.

So, Angel had a dream last night that she was on a bus with a creepy guy she used to know called Lonefeather.

I asked her if he has really light blue eyes. She said yes.

The reason I asked her that is because I dreamt I was at a bus stop, and there was a creepy guy with pale blue eyes staring at me.

We both dreamt of this Lonefeather dude, but we weren't in each other's dreams. I wish I got on the bus! I was so creeped out by the guy I woke up.

1. My research station colleagues are heading to a lecture on the different layers of the sun, but I am too busy to go. I need the information for a future test, so I manage to get a handout with lecture notes on it (failed RC). I work for a good bit and get tired, so I take a break. I get on my computer and go to YouTube, where I start to watch videos from Renaissance festivals.

I find a video from the start of the Ohio Renfest, taken from the Queen's box for a panoramic viewpoint. An old man delivers a witty poem about mortality and time, then the crowd separates into four factions grouped by color. At the man's signal, they begin a massive LARP battle, and after the dust clears the blue team is victorious. The old man then continues his poem, ending with the line "Watch out for that grandfather clock!" He then roleplays his own death very convincingly.

Somewhere in all of this, my viewpoint has transferred into 1st person on the grounds of the Renfest. As I walk away from the old man, I run into MB. She's dressed in blue, but her face is very red and I can see she has been crying. She greets me sadly but without any great surprise, even though I haven't seen her in many months. I ask why she's crying, and she says "We were supposed to meet at 6:30. It's 7:30." She then walks away, saying she isn't OK.

2. I'm in an alternate-universe Chicago university, where my band is preparing itself for a benefit concert. It's something to promote world peace, as in this universe the Cold War is still boiling. The concert doesn't help, and soon the Cold War erupts. My band escapes from the city as radio reports tell of millions dying.

Frags

NOTES

park, waves, football

bus stop

creepy albino eyes

FU ONION EYES

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staring through a silvery wormhole

Moon on the other side

after the WBTB WILD attempt, I dreamt this

2) Mom woke me up to go pick up the Glass truck to recieve the stock lengths. So I got up and walked to the driveway. The glass van was in the street, but in the driveway at the same time. My mom was moving window frames all pised about how they were left on the driveway because the scratch easily. For some reason there was only one stock length and it was laying at the beginning of the driveway. After we finished with the frames, we moved to the length because it was really heavy and required 2 people to move it. We lifted it to our shoulders, but then she started trying to hold it away from her at arms length (which is pretty much physically impossible) and i was surprised that it wasn't just falling strait to the ground. I began to notice the wrongness of this when i woke up.

I totally forgot that I attempted a WILD before I fell asleep. Not because I thought it would work, but why the hell not? So I didn't really have one, but I definately felt vibrations. It was surprisingly a bit frightening. Vibrations, and a purple cloud that sparkled across my vision. There were also, at times, flashes of light, and a noise. But I don't remember the noise. Eventually I got up and went to the bathroom, lol. I also really wanted to open my eyes, but I was afraid that would make me too conscious. Any thoughts on how to improve these things??

I was dreaming about death at a funeral (just basically running through parts of the movie), except the guy had committed suicide instead of just dying. They went searching for his body and my dream turned into exploring these huge houses that looked haunted. There was dust and cobwebs everywhere, and for some reason there was a ceiling fan in the main hall that was on and had cobwebs streaming from it's blades. The amount of dust was ridiculous, and the two other guys I was with were tearing the place apart. I walked into a bathroom and caught a glimpse of something strange in the mirror but decided it was nothing. I woke up shortly after.

1- Target Reality Show
I viewed this scenario from a third-person POV. There are four people working in Target, and they are not allowed to leave. After many hours of alone time in the store, one of them beings to have a nervous breakdown. Everyone tells her to settle down, and she starts yelling at herself. "If they find out I'm crazy, they'll put me in a shell!" She keeps repeating this through her sobs. The others begin to yell as well. I'm not sure, but I think Angela Lansbury is narrating the show.

2- Phoebe, Cher, and Flooding
I am at a party, and I don't know anyone. The host is Shelly, but I can't find her anywhere. My iPod is playing on speakers in the middle of the room, and I'm staring out of the balcony trying to look unapproachable as to avoid any awkward conversation. The other guests assemble on a rug and turn on the television. I turn my iPod off and watch from behing a couch. Phoebe from Friends is on the screen and everyone is laughing. I learn that they all know her personally, and she couldn't be at the party tonight because she was making an appearance on TV.

I am at Phoebe's house now, but I am not myself. I am Cher, who, according to my dream, was a character on friends. It is dark. Phoebe isn't home yet, and I have to pee. When I flush the toilet, the water overflows. It is building up around my ankles! I open the bathroom door and water spills into the foyer. "Phoebe is going to kill me!" I say to myself. The water continues to rise, so I open the screen door. The deluge flushes onto the porch. I start to kick the water onto the lawn, but it is taking too long. I can hear Phoebe entering through the back door. I realize I am naked, and I don't want her to see me. "Now she'll really think I'm insane!" I run across the lawn and Phoebe opens the door. I am caught. "Cher, what the hell?!" She yells at me and calls someone to repair the damages.

3- The Sarah Silverman Presentation
I am in my room preparing for school. On the floor are three beautiful posters for a project that is due the next day. I am very happy that my homework is complete.

The next day I walk into class and there aren't enough seats. Other students who did not find seats as well are gathered in a corner, so I join them. When the teacher comes in, she gives us extra chairs. One boy who was leaning against a whiteboard decides he'd rather sit on that than a chair, so he tries to rip the whiteboard off the wall. I can't tell if he is joking, or if he is just stupid.

Oh, crap! I don't remember bringing my posters!! I take a seat and open my bag. They are there! Thank God. I lay them out on my desk. I'm not sure what the project was, but my posters don't look like anything school related. One of them has drawings of two people dancing, another has a series of silhouetted buildings. William is sitting kitty-corner from me and compliments them. I thank him, and turn them in. When the teacher leaves the room, the lights go out and Sarah Silverman appears on the screen at the front. This is part of my presentation. "Actually," I think to myself, "I don't believe we are supposed to present these, but I know everyone is going to love this!"

When the video is over, there is a silence. I clear my throat and say in a quiet voice, "Sarah Silverman is a comedian. Everyone thinks she is dumb, but she's actually quite intelligent." The class murmurs in amazement and I am pleased with myself.

4- The Lucid
I am in a dark basement, and at the end there is a door standing ajar with a ray of light leaking into the room. With my hands against the light, I do a random RC. My left hand is missing my ring finger, and my right hand has six. I'm dreaming! Forgetting to stabalize, I walk through the door into what appears to be a laser tag arena. The heavy fog makes it hard to see. I think to myself "Increase clarity!", but not much happens. I figure that if I say it out loud, it might be more effective, but I am afraid to speak. Or I've forgotten how.

I approach a small glowing box. There is a screen on the top, and in order to read it, I have to put my face almost against it. There is a countdown, and it wants me to press something. I'm not sure what to do, so I hit it. A door opens, behind which are clear plastic strips hanging from the ceiling like the entrance to a meat freezer. Inside is a man standing in a hall facing me. I try to increase clarity, but I am losing lucidity. This is when I wake up.

Woke up early. 5 hours of sleep. Couldn't remember any dreams. Didn't think about it till about 15 minutes after I woke up though.