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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.

We were at James' house. There were a lot of people crashing in different rooms. In the morning we stuffed a bunch of corpses into the trunk of his car. I went through the McDonald's drive through and they gave me the wrong order. Instead of chicken selects I got a cheeseburger. I could taste it in my dream - the ketchup and pickles. Disgusting.

Fucking random, but the symbolism is the same that it always is. I'm not taking care of myself, something in my life is lacking, I'm dead inside, etc. It's great that my sub conscience is pointing this out to me for the millionth time, but what am I supposed to do about it? What am I supposed to fix or change? I wish that I could find answers in my dreams.

Another night and another dream fragment. This one is really blurry and really fragmented. All I remember is I was watching two guys play some sort of drinking game for a split second. And the I woke up. When I went back to bed I was dreamless for the night.

Ugh. Have any of you had an experience like my second dream?

Ah. it doesn't matter. This was such a successful night I can't even feel frustrated. I woke up in the middle of the night, no alarm this time, and remembered more than I usually do with an alarm. And I remembered another one when I woke up for reals! And in one of them, I performed a reality check... even if the results of that check weren't ideal...

Dream #1
I have an impression that this dream actually started a while before I can remember it.
I am riding a bus or train with a friend into a station. This has obviously been the site of a terrible massacre; the train's wheels crunch over dead bodies of people who had been fleeing. There is an oppressive dictating monologue Half-Life 2 style coming through the train's speakers... everyone seems to have wrist injuries, or at least my friend does—possibly Pedro, a friend from Arizona. We're wearing... white robes of some sort? The station is full of armed government patrolmen wearing the outfits that Psicom wears in Final Fantasy XIII... you know, with the ridiculous gas masks and everything. Waiting for us. We exit the train, and there is a sudden and nonsensical scene change.

Now I am walking with my mother, and possibly my grand mother and sister, down some sort of paved, ambient pathway. There is a bustling feeling, like we're at SeaWorld or something. My mom is jealous of me that I saw a symphony for some reason... this comment is triggered by a photograph I show her (it's a polaroid, but I don't remember what the picture was of). Finally, we step through the doors of a huge opera house or theater... I don't know, but it is massive. Huge sense of space. The wall is totally covered with an eerily detailed, almost fur-like system of organs (the musical kind). At first I seem to be on a balcony, but then I'm on the ground floor, which is raw and dirty like a cave's.

Now I definitely am with Pedro, and we're playing Borderlands. This is the site of a massive fight, I can anticipate it. While Pedro hangs behind with a weapons supply vending machine, I meander forward only to be stopped by the eruption of three enormous skags from the earth, each easily towering over me and blocking out the theater lights. They charge at Pedro. “Do you think they'll get me over here?” he says ironically as the skags attack. They go down easily enough. Pedro motions at one of their faces. “You can talk to the shotgun like it's a person,” he says. And that was apparently the straw of nonsense that broke the logical camel's back because then I woke up.

I was giddy while I wrote down this dream. It's the first one I've remembered in over a year. The last thing I said to myself while I was falling asleep... "I'm so proud of you."


Dream #2
In this dream, I had a false awakening, performed a reality check, and “became lucid.” That's in quotes because while my dream self was very much aware that he was dreaming and could control everything, I don't think I had any conscious control over him :s

For a beginner, he sure did a lot of complex stuff. He transformed the community college stock piano downstairs into a concert grand, and played something be-e-a-utiful. He made an old fashioned synth pop out of my keyboard and twiddled the knobs, hearing the piano's sound being manipulated in real time. He went back up to my room, where I think “Avatar” was playing on the TV (the lights in my room were on at this point), and he was able to will objects out of the screen—one of which was a piece of bullet shrapnel that flew out of the screen so fast that it totally didn't even make contact with the window on the opposite wall.

I could feel my dream self concentrating. “When I look at the piano, it will be a grand piano.” I could feel him visualize, and feel proud when he succeeded... I could tell when he lost clarity in the dream and spun around to keep himself there. He did everything right without actually bringing me into the equation. It was infuriating. At least he kept breathing through his closed nose, which is an interesting memory of feeling.

By the way, at one point in the “lucid,” I closed my eyes and became fully oblivious again. The scene reset in some sort of storage space with lots of boxes... I think perhaps a building from the Overpass map in Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. It was sad and I was crying to somebody else in the room... but I can't remember who, or what I was sad about.

I run across the top of a towering skyscraper that is highrise. with my p90 i chase a gillie sniper through the building to stop him from planting the bomb. I stop and RC, i pinch my nose and find that i can breath through it. as soon as i come to this realization i wake up and end my dream unfortunately.

(Aprox. 30min)

Estávamos nos jogos escolares (novamente! Isso está quase virando um DreamSign!). Tinhamos acabado de vencer uma disputa de futsal de 2 x 0. Ficamos assistindo a alguns jogos. Como a copa já havia passado, já sabiamos quais resultados os jogos teriam (embora os jogos do colégio não tivessem nada a ver com os jogos da copa). Tinhamos que esperar mais um jogo para jogarmos novamente. Resolvemos sair e ver os outros jogos. No pátio externo, estava acontecendo outro jogo de futsal, na quadra de queimada. Will aproveitou que houvera uma falta e bateu-a (ele não fazia parte do time, só estava comigo). Ele bateu a falta e fez gol, todos comemoraram, não sei por quê.
Estava quase na hora do nosso jogo, contra a Argentina (???). Fui tentar voltar, mas eu mal conseguia correr, minhas pernas não respondiam direito. Me preocupei pois não sabia se conseguiria jogar dessa forma.
Dentro do ginásio, encontrei Chayene, que disse que deveriamos ganhar nosso próximo jogo. Eu falei que seia complicado (nisso, eu quebrei uma mureta do ginásio sem querer, e estava tentando encaixá-la novamente), pois iriamos enfrentar a Argentina.
Começou o jogo, me lembro apenas de Gabriel no meu time. Eu estava tão desatento do jogo que, quando perguntei se estava 0 x 0, me disseram que estávamos perdendo de 7. ~

Well, I'm brazillian. So, I'm going to write my dreams in portuguese, because it's faster and easier for me.

Old friends - Velhos amigos
(Aprox. 15min)

Ontem, meus amigos da minha escola de música partiram para Xaxim, para participarem de um congresso regional de coral. Com esse fato, sonhei que estava indo me despedir deles.
Ao chegar lá, vi Karol e Drielle (minhas amigas que mudaram de estado no começo do ano, e tenho muitas saudades). Ao vê-las, me emociono muito, e logo corro para abraçá-las. Abracei-as muito emocionado.

I just remembered I had some really vivid, sweet dream sex with this petite Asian DC. Afterward, I'm not sure if she fell asleep or if I had a false awakening, but I was in a hotel room with several other people who were sleeping, and I was sticky, so I remember tiptoeing naked to the bathroom to clean up, and it was a large, gleaming bathroom with a couple stalls and multiple showers.

None lucid dreams.

I dremt i was at school with my old friends and some friends from primary school. I was sitting kn my own waiting for my current friends. When i found them we were our usual selves. We walked past some little kid with huge spikey hair and he looked at me and said do NOT brush my hair down! Lol.

Dream 2. I dremt i was at my girlfriends house and i was sitting in the front room with her dad and sister, i asked her dad if he liked any decent bands or anything and he said he was into jazz and blues. All of a sudden it was a zombie apocalypse lol i baracaded my selfe in the room then decided to run up to the bedroom where my girlfriend was.

It's been hard to fall asleep recently, being snapped awake by the slightest sound, but I tried to maintain my mantra: "I will remember my dream".
All of yesterday I had been RCing using my keys which have sticky tape on them, sort of like a totem.

Dream 1:

I'm walking down the main road near my house, with a church friend, when we see a really old-looking house. It wasn't a run-down house, it just looked like it was from a long time ago.

My friend and I go inside and see an old person. At first I felt we shouldn't trust them, but they gave us a plate of food, which we set down on an antique table.

We're both looking around at the antiquities in the dusty living room, when I look under a bed and see lots of blue blankets. I then turn around and see my parents talking to the old person, and I woke up.

Dream 2... sort of

I don't know where I was, but it looked like I was standing inside my eyelid; everything looked like how it does when you close your eyes.

I held my hand up (after reading about the hand RC the previous night) and thought "Whoa, my hand looks weird" then I pull out my keys, as I had been doing the whole day, and the sticky tape wasn't there :O I thought "I must be dreaming!"

Then, just like a few days ago, I seemed to be getting sucked out of my dream, but I tried to mentally grab it and pull it back over me, then I woke up.

Dream 3

My entire school grade was at a mid-sized indoor swimming centre (Australian spelling ) at night.
The place was dimly lit, but everyone was having fun.

I was sitting with my group of friends, talking, when suddenly, out of the blue, one of the girls kisses me! I remember falling over, and the group was yelling in shock, then I woke up.



Yep, not very interesting, but I have read everywhere that I should keep a DJ anyway

I was doing something in this big house. Was there danger? Some sort of goal? Something like that seems familiar. There was a lot more to this one but I just can't recall.
Next I was at Cedar Point, and they had this new drop ride that resembled Top Thrill Dragster. Me and my family were there. We finally got up to the ride, and when I got in, I forgot to put on the harness. So it goes down really fast, but I held on tight and didn't fly out. The workers were so impressed that they let us keep doing the ride. I wasn't happy because I had to keep holding on for dear life.

Woah! How could I forget my beetle dream!?

2- Giant Beetle
A HUGE beetle is trying to eat my foot. When I say huge, I mean this thing is the size of a dog. It keeps grabbing ahold of my shoe in its monstrous jaws as I desperately kick at it, trying to get it to back off.