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July 10, 2009

FIRST LUCID I EVER RECORDED!! WOOT!!
The Conduitzone Warfare 2


Last night I was playing The Conduit&Killzone 2 with my bros and I was anxious to watch the Modern Warfare 2 trailer again and I did before I went to sleep, its funny how things like that can work their way into our dreams. Lets Begin.

I was flying a helicopter in third person into a urban area that looked like a destination in Modern Warfare 2. It was low on fuel so I had to land in the very suspicious area. I got out now in first person and drew my gun out. It was very high-tech and had a radar that could scope out enemies up to about 50 yards away. I approached a blown out house and crouched down. The radar on my gun didnt pick up anything so I went in. There was a corner I had to turn to get into the building so I stopped and crouched again. The radar on my gun picked up two targets, I turned it off and slowly turned the corner hoping no one was there. Fortunately no one was so I moved on. The hallway I was walking down led to a research lab. I entered the lab crouched down and completely silent. I finally came up on a soldier that looked alot like a soldier from killzone 2. I stood up and he spotted me, I shot him up before he could even load his gun. I took some of his stuff and moved through the lab. It was fairly dark in the house so I just kept walking being as stealthy as I could be. I came upon a weapon cache and restocked my weaponry, I turned around and saw a killzone soldier's big red eyes staring right at me. I shot him but he just kept looking at me. His eyes started to get closer so I unloaded on him. Nothing seemed to kill him, and his eyes just kept getting closer. Thats when I decided to just shoot him right in the face. He finally went down( yay! ) and his eyes turned black. But, a red circular item on his chest started flashing. I crouched over him and saw the item. It was a bomb and it had 2 seconds left on it. There was nothing I could do except say "Crap !" It exploded and knock me off my feet and I slammed into a wall. I fell to the floor when I realized "That didnt hurt one bit!" I knew I had to be dreaming so I got up and looked at my hands. I had a sixth finger on my left hand and instantly knew I was dreaming. I tried to keep my cool so I rubbed my hands together and everthing became "real". I picked up my gun and continued to sweep through the house. I finally came up on a group of enemies in a very wide hallway some of them were Drudges( from The Conduit) and some were Killzone soldiers. I said " Hey!" They all turned their attention to me in an instant. I then said "Looking for me?" They all loaded their weapons and pointed them towards me, In my mind I said " When they shoot me it wont hurt at all." Then I said outloud " Come and get me! " They fired their weapons all at once and I braced my self. To my amazement the bullets didnt even hurt it just felt like a bunch on puppies teething on me. I let out a big laugh and began walking toward them.They started saying classic game quotes like " Dont let Him get any closer!", " Kill Him!", and " Were not ready to guit." I grabbed a grenade out of my pocket and threw it at them. It expoleded and killed most of the enemies there some were still alive but were on the floor trying to crawl away. I didnt even bother trying to finish them off so I just moved on. I finally made it to the exit door of the house, I closed my eyes and said "There will be a huge boss on the other side of this door." I opended my eyes and I woke up in my bed. So happy that I had a lucid dream I instantly wrote it down and went on about my day.

this one starts outside, i don't know where, its sunny out. me, my sister, my stepdad, and my mom are all standing near a bunch of trucks full of red dirt, or maybe it was brick dust, i dont know. we were all planning to steal some of it to cover something up, which just happened to be buried right next to the trucks lol. they start shoveling the stuff out, im standing a distance away, doing something. i then grab a different type of shovel and bring it over to my stepdad, who is doing all of the shoveling. i hand it to him, saying something like "try it this way, it'll be easier...". he takes it and is unusually happy about my idea, praising me a lot. my mom then says something to him, calling him "tuck", which is not his name. i think in the dream my stepdad and my mom were just starting to date or something, and she got his name wrong. i was calling her a dumbass in my head lol. then the story changes, my mom and sister go into a building, but i don't go with them, i hear them talking inside. then, after a small memory gap, im inside a very old fashioned house, and my stepdad is getting his temperature read by some sort of antique thermometer held by some old guy, theres someone else in the room too, i don't remember who it was though. it looked like a small rectangular box with a fan inside, and a wire going into my stepdad's mouth. then, they get him a real digital one, just in case the antique was wrong. thats all i remember, i had to wake up with an alarm.

July 8,2009

The Cops The South And The Family


I was being chased through the woods by the police on my magic carpet when i spotted out a lady and her daughter ahead. I stopped in front of them and told them to hop on. They didnt ask any questions and got on. The police were comming up on us so I decided to get high up in the air. When I tried to pull the carpet up to get higher it shook a little and hovered only inches from the ground. I started to panick so I started to yell at it. I said "Cmon you stupid household item get higher!" I tried to pull it up again and it didnt work. I turned around and saw the police only feet away from us. I turned back around and said " We're doomed!" The llady's daughter crawled up in front of me and whispered something to the carpet. It began to shake wildly and rumble like a jet before take off. I knew it was about to shoot up into the sky so I told everyone to hang on. As soon as I said that the carpet let out a loud "BLAST-OFF!!" and took off into the sky. We left the police in the dust as the carpet swerved past the trees until it finally got above it all. It then stopped shaking and smoothed itself out in the sky. We kept flying in the air until we made into a clearing in the woods. I told the carpet to land on a big bown patch of earth which from above looked like a target for skydivers.

We all got off the carpet and went our seperate ways. I walked until I came up on a familiar looking loghouse(it turns out it was my uncle's house). I went inside and my whole family was there. They welcomed me as if I was gone for a long time. After all the greetings I went back outside, I lookd up at the sky and noticed the moon was pearly white and really close. I looked down and saw a big dark field in front of me. I could've sworn somone was looking at me on the other side of the field but I shrugged it off and went back inside and my sister&brother said "What were you looking at?" I must've said something off the wall because they started laughing at me. I said whatever and then I woke up.

Sup
Normal dreams are black
Lucid ones are blue
Nightmares are red
Dream Fragments are in purple

Lets begin...

July 7, 2009 6:12 a.m
Spirit Week


I was in my school's gym sitting on the bleachers in front of my old friend Jonathan. For some reason, I was holding two bottles of blue lotion that had "GOOD STUFF" writtin on it. It seemed like I was in the middle of spirit week that happend a couple months ago at my school. My teacher Ms.Vargas who is pretty hot, my old friend Chernise, and some random girl were dancing in the middle of the gym. I turned around and looked at Jonathan and he had a pervy face on . I then got up and walked past my old friend Eric and he gave me a good noogie. I walked to my best friend Keith and gave him something and walked away. I then turned back around and gave him the two bottles of lotion I'd been holding. I walked back to my seat and saw Ms.V, Chernise, and that random girl singing. Then some very loud voice said "Shake it out now!" {sexual content} thats when Ms.V, Chernise, and Random girl took off their shirts and shook their tits out. I clapped and Wooed until i got my fair share of entertainment in and looked up to the ceiling. A Number started to appear where I was looking and got bigger and bigger. I think it read 5:00 and then it started to beep. I woke up and realized it was my alarm clock telling me its time to go to school.

So, I just started using a MILD technique in hopes that it will fit my personality a little bit better. Last night was my first "night" using the technique and here are my results.

I did not go lucid. I woke up two times and both times I could remember my dream. The first time not much actually happened so I only jotted a few notes down to remember it. THe second dream was a little bit easier to remember and a bit more interesting.

Two friends of mine, friends I'll be seeing shortly, were exploring this gigantic barn at, what we said, was my wifes parents new house. In the dream they had relocated. I can remember the building vividly. It was gigantic and brick and had this gigantic barn next to it. Anyways, everything is covered in gigantic drifts of snow so we have to stumble over to the barn. Once we get inside we start poking around. In the middle of the barn we see a pile of stuff that I assume was the left over stuff they brought with them when they "moved" in the dream. And then in the corner of the building is another stack of stuff. My friend, Lawrence, walks over to that corner and sees a PS3 sitting there with a pile of discs on it. He asks us a question, "What all games does he have?" and I shrug. He starts reading off the games and we realize they are games for a different system. For whatever reason, at this point in the dream, I vividly remember thinking about a friend of mine that passed away a few years ago. He loved video games and was only a kid, 17 or so. I walk over and tell Lawrence that we probably shouldn't poke around in here without telling the family that we showed up. He agrees so we go tromping back to the front door. And then the dream skips and we're walking back towards the barn with my brother in law. I ask him what he thinks of the new place and he answers: "I wouldn't pay this much for it. But it's nice." and that's really the last thing I can remember.

The MILD technique is much harder to do. I keep forgetting at points and it's frustrating me. But, in the end, I think I need a more applied technique. I've found that all of the things I dream about are things I think and worry about all day in real life. For example: my two friends in this dream. We're having a party this Saturday and I've been excited for it for the past week.

Wish me luck guys.

France

Somehow, my grandmother decided that she wanted to go the France. However, she didn't want to go to Paris until mid February. France was bordering my backyard, so in the night we snuck in to the Border Patrol Station, and we showed them our passports. My brother (who in real life doesn't have one) drew all over his, and they still let him in.

Fragments

• I was eating in New York with some political figures.

Andrea's Grandpa, My Grandma

I'm at Andrea's grandfather's house visiting him with her. I vaguely remember how we got there, I saw Christmas lights on some houses on the way. I don't know if we were walking or riding in a car. On the way to the door, she tells me that he's a dirty old man!! (I doubt anyone in her family has that capacity, they're all really sweet people.)

We go in and hang out with him, which I don't really remember, but on the way out he gives me a big hug and kiss on the cheek and tells me I'm welcome any time. I don't remember any bit of him being a creepy old guy. I'm standing on the porch and I look down the street and realize that my grandma lives like five houses down from him. I ask if he knows them and he says yes, he even went to see the house when it was up for sale and he saw their bed and liked it so much he got one for himself! Suddenly, it's urgent that I get to my grandma's, so I leave Andrea on the porch and run down the street.

I walk right into the door to my grandma's and go into the kitchen to see her. She's smoking a cigarette which is bizarre because she's never smoked in her life. She stands up to give me a hug and she's wearing a shirt that's kinda blousy and had little pockets in the front near the bottom that each holds a pack of cigarettes!!! Andrea walks in and I introduce her to my grandma and we go into the living room. I see on the end table a ring that turns into a bracelet the second time I look down at it. It has jewels all over it and there's a big Mickey Mouse in the center of it, all jeweled. It's really sparkly and there is other jewelry on the end table as well, but I can't remember exactly what. I just knew that Andrea would love looking at all the sparkly jewelry.

Casino Coin Push

I'm in a casino (again). I think I was on an elevator and I got out on the casino floor. I have a twenty dollar bill in my hand and I am looking for a change machine. I come upon a change machine and find another twenty dollar bill and a ten dollar bill sitting on top of it. I stick them into my pocket. I make my change and look around for a machine to play. I turn a corner and find a strange version of the coin push. I put my coin into a little flippy thing and it flips over to the other side where there's another bank of machines just like the one I was playing. My coin fell off the side and I tried to go grab it but I woke up.

The Dog With the Strange Butt

So I think I'm going door to door selling something. I'm at some sort or run down house and I don't see that anyone is home. I see this dog in the yard and he has a big problem with his butt! He's a bulldog and he's facing away from me but he's got his mouth hanging open and he's panting with his tongue hanging out. I get a little closer to him and see that his butt has a huge tear in it right underneath his tail. I can see through his body to the other side out of his mouth. Then a little girl comes to me and says that he needs some help. I figure this dog will die soon if he doesn't get to a vet!! The dog doesn't seem like he's in any pain, though. We go in the house to call a vet or something and the little girl's dad is home and says not to bother with the dog.

Working at Pier One?

I'm behind the cash wrap at some home furnishings / greenhouse-ish store. I'm trying to ring someone up on my register and it stops working. Maybe I ran out of register tape. Then the girl next to me is trying to ring up a guy who wants a Pepsi. Her register isn't working, either, and the manager (who is Sherise, my old manager from when I worked at Hollywood Video ten years ago) tells me to hurry to the fridge and grab another Pepsi!!! I told her I was already on my way, which I was, and then I get caught up in helping some people find a dresser they saw in one of our newspaper advertisements.

Hamsters!!!

This is a fragment... I don't know where I was, but there were like twenty, or twenty five hamsters. I am sitting on the floor with all these hamsters... and some of them have little outfits on!!! I'm worried that I haven't hamster proofed the house and that they will crawl under the baseboards and get lost in the walls.

Jurrasic Park Pond

I'm in the woods. I think I'm either chasing someone or being chased. I'm running down this really muddy trail. I get distracted by this pond on my left hand side. It's all mud up to the edge of this pond but the water itself is crystal clear. I'm barefoot. I dip one foot into the pond and when I pull it back out the part of my foot that was in the water is all green! Like just a dull mossy green... like that styrofoamy stuff that you put silk flower arrangements into.

I think that's just wrong, so I walk down the muddy trail some more and find another pond. I'm thinking this is just a forest full of these little ponds. I go up to this one and it's deeper and it seems like something's just off about it. For whatever reason, I just get all the way in. It's kind of like a pool because as soon as you walk to the edge of it, the mud just stops and it's deep, there's no way to just wade into it. I see a fence to my left and my sister's in a lawn chair sunbathing. She flips out when she realizes I'm in this pond and tries to get me out. I crawl up on the side of the fence and look over the fence to see these strange dinosaur-like animals. They're reptiles of some sort, brown and almost blending into the mud. It feels like they would kill me if they saw me, so I try to be really careful and get away from the fence.

I think I woke up and then went back to sleep so I could finish out this dream. Next thing I know, I'm at my parents' house and my sister is trying to explain to them where we just were and my parents don't care, in fact, they make her give them like $100 and tell her to leave. Somehow I have one of the creatures in a plastic grocery bag and I take it to the driveway where there are fires going all in the backyard and I set the bag down in a fire to kill whatever's in the bag.

This was my most bizarre dream in a long while... other than the killer bugs and the army scavenger hunt.

Cops on the Bus

I'm on a school bus. I know it's a school bus because at the back of the bus is the emergency door and the window... not like public transportation with a seat at the back. So I'm sitting with some people... they're police officers. I wonder if I'm in trouble??

Next thing I know, there's a ruckus at the back of the bus. One of the police officers tells me to go to the back and break it up. I look down in my lap and there's a badge in my lap!!! I clip the badge on the back pocket of my jeans and walk back to the back of the bus to see what's going on. Someone had broken a glass bottle. Standing at the back door to the bus is a guy I went to grade school and middle school with, Carl. I look at him and ask him what happened. He doesn't answer me and I get mad and tell him that someone better clean up that broken glass before someone gets hurt!! He doesn't do anything. I yell at him to give me the napkins he's now holding in his hand so that at least I could clean it up. He tells me, "You know, we don't talk like we used to."

Vitamins at the Grocery Store

Now I'm in a grocery store. I'm going up and down aisles and I see that it's like an after Christmas sale. There's just all sorts of junk lined up in no particular order. I look up at the ceiling and there's like barbecues hanging from the ceiling... and kids bikes. I have a shopping cart but I have no idea what I'm looking for. I must have had some stuff in my cart because I get in line to check out. Then I remember!! I need more Flintstones vitamins because I'm out!!! I run to get the vitamins, then...

The Award Show

I'm in a bathroom. Or a dressing room. Doing my makeup. I'm looking in a mirror. (score one point for a personal goal attained!) I'm putting on eyeliner, but I already have eyeliner on. So what I'm doing is adding another color above the brown that's already there... interesting. I do my left side fine. Then when I go to do my right eye, the eyeliner smears and I have to keep starting all over again.

I finish my makeup and now I'm in a beautiful white gown with a really really really long... wrap? It's not part of the dress... it's like what Starter had on in that scene in The Cell, that obnoxiously long cape... but white and with little raised dots about the size of a quarter all over it. I'm walking out onto a stage and it's an award show! I have just won the award for best outfit ever!! I'm so excited and I wonder if my makeup turned out ok. And then I wonder... if I'm at an awards show, why didn't someone else do my makeup? Anyway, I walk off stage and find a place to sit, which is difficult because of the size of my cape, and when I sit down I look at my shoes... ruby red high heels. I think this doesn't match at all. But they were awesome shoes!

Photo Shoot With Ellen

I'm on a stage. Like on a talk show. I realize that I've switched places with Ellen DeGeneres and she's in the crowd like where I should be sitting. She gets up and plays it off like it's a joke and comes up on the stage to do her talk show. I'm so floored that I'm up there with Ellen that I ask if someone can take a picture of us together. Someone from the audience gets a camera and asks how many shots I want. I'm concerned that this is a once in a lifetime event and I want to make sure the person working the camera gets a good picture. I ask them if they know how to work "wide and tight" on the camera to make sure we're both in the shot and it's properly zoomed. The person (I don't know if it was even male or female, probably female because the audience is mainly female.) gets indignant and says, "Of course I know how to work a camera, I'm a tourist, aren't I?" Oh. Well. Fine. So I say I want twenty shots of Ellen and I and the person begins taking pictures. They hand the camera back to me and there is not one picture of Ellen and I. Instead it's all pictures of Jen and I think Audrey and Danielle.

Renee's House

I'm walking down a street in like a downtown area (that I recognize from previous dreams). I have no idea what my motivation is, but I need to go to my sister's house. I think I'm motivated because I hadn't seen her in a while and inherently I really want to make sure she's all right. So I find her house and the address is 2800 something street. I knock on the door and go on in. I see my sister and I expect to find that the house is a terrible mess, but it's mostly clean. She's living with three other people she says and that's good because the rent is $2800. It's even spray painted on the walls on the stairway up to the second floor.

Everything is particle board. I feel like the stairs are going to break when I walk up them to check out the upstairs. She told me the landlord just built the upstairs and added two bedrooms for the other people living there. It looked like there was indoor/outdoor carpet stapled to the floor. It was actually like four different colors of carpet in squares on the floor, not even overlapping but just next to each other with gaps of like three inches in between. There was a dog upstairs. He was in a box with no top on it and he jumped out and ran away to the back of the house. Someone was downstiars doing dishes. I found it hard to believe that they were paying so much for such a shitty house.

Ice Hockey (again)

I was watching some people play ice hockey and I guess I had skates on, too, and I was trying to play. I was talking to the goalie and she told me to tell the best player on the team to practice making goals on her. She wasn't wearing a helmet or any gear. I told her that she was in danger of getting a puck to the throat and never being able to talk again. She said there's no way that would ever happen because she's a better goalie than the best person on the team.

I skated over to the biggest looking guy I could find and told him that the goalie wants him to try to score on her, even though she's not wearing any gear. He was surprised but he gets in front of her and starts shooting. I'm watching all this and he's got like unlimited pucks and keeps shooting but all the pucks are going up above the net. Finally, the worst happened. He shoots on right into the girl's mouth and breaks her two front teeth. She's all bloody and busted. Before I could tell her I told her so, the dream faded.

Lucid Mike B.

I'm in the woods and there's a path winding through all these trees and cabins. I don't remember what it was that made me realize I was dreaming, but as soon as I became lucid, it was like an explosion of color. Everything became like high definition. I know my friend Mike is kind of outdoorsy, so the next thing I saw was him. I was talking to him about something, and then I remembered I wanted to look at myself in a mirror in a dream. So I left Mike and ran and ran on a path thinking about a mirror. I can upon one and just as I was going to look into it, I lost lucidity.

Possibly the most vivid dream I've had in recent memory and my first remembered lucid dream! Amazing, is all I can say. I took melatonin before sleeping, which may have contributed to everything. It truly is like nothing you've ever experienced. I will try to explain it in detail.

I'm watching movies with my family, one of which is Terminator I think, and eventually I get up and leave to go for a drive. I end up taking a car somewhere and now am on my way home. As I drive behind the guy in front of me, I lose footing on my brakes and try hard not to bump into him at a stoplight. I come very close to his bumper. At this point, when the light turns green, I guess I assumed I was driving on my own, but the view from my car still looked suspiciously close to his bumper. At this point, the view from my car and the backseat of his car, were completely relative. I was in the back right seat of his car now. As I looked behind me I noticed I was not in my car, or driving it, and it was nowhere to be found. So as he noticed me, I began to explain, telling him I didn't know how I got there and to just turn around. He takes the first turn and starts heading back to where my car might be. It's at this point I believe I think to look at my hand to see if it's normal, and to my extreme and utmost suprise, my hand is morphing. I can't really explain how it looks, but it switches from four fingers to more fingers to my hand again. I am in complete shock, but control myself as to not wake up. The car stops, I look around me through the windows. I am in a city, and in front of me are buildings, old buildings with billboards. Lots of people are out, walking around, I stare at some, some stare back at me. Words on the billboard change to nonsense to strings of sentences with no meaning. I am completely excited and happy I am lucid dreaming. I think I may have told the driver of the car this. It's infinite possibilities, just the thought of such is amazing. I wish I could share this feeling with people who nothing of it. It's like having your own world. Albeit hard to control at first.
Note: The driver of the car has a very worried and disgruntled look on his face for the entirety dream. This is the only expression I noticed and his face I can't remember or explain in detail.
I want to immediately test if I can do whatever I want. For some reason I look down at my feet and imagine something silly, and rather imagined just for the purpose of testing. My shoe slowly becomes a rainboot. It worked. But as I get out of the car, things began to lose context. I can only explain it as the foundation of 'reality' (reality being my dream) shaking. Breaking apart almost. My mind is shaking me awake, but not so easily. I try to hold my fantistic world together. The sun is shining. The driver gets out of the car, we are parked beside a streetlamp, in what appears to be the same location except closer to the buildings in front of us and now it's drizzling rain. Details change constantly. He runs into a house directly 100 feet or so in front of the car. So I follow. The house is vivid. I walk inside and there's a party going on. The living room is the first room as you walk in, I barge through past a dining table straight into a kitchen that is half-and-half the same room as the living room. At the end of the kitchen is a wall, a bulliten board with flyers and concert listings posted all over, in front of and below this wall are stairs leading to a basement. I follow the driver. In my mind, I am completely aware that my dream may fall apart at any moment. I am aware that time in the dream is considerably longer than real life, I began hurrying up despite this. I want to get back home. I walk down and pass some subconsious strangers, some look at me and some don't even notice me. I take a right into a room, it's got a fridge full of drinks, and two couches. I walk through that room and take another right into a different room where more people are. There is a table, a couch, and maybe a TV on the wall. I walk up to the table and try to fit in, allowing the atmosphere of the party to take over. Some people walk over and look at me and go over to some friends. I'm afraid someone will ask what I'm doing there and kick me out. I leave the room and go back to the room with the fridge. The couches are full of people. I sit down just to get up and open the fridge, I see many beverages. Root beer, Beer. At first what I think is orange soda, I grab to discover it's some sort of sparks drink. It's an assorted fruity alcholic beverage. Mandarin I believe. I grab it, and then I grab a bottle of coke, or something like that. I sit back down. I feel nervous, people look at me, someone asks why I grabbed two drinks. I don't see the driver anywhere. I leave the room and head back upstairs, where I bump into... the driver. I tell him I got to get outta here, and he stills looks quite disheveled. He nods yes. He almost seems too acceptant. I then ask him if he's here to guide me in my dream, he nods yes again. I run upstairs, now positive that I DO NOT want to wake up, that this cannot possibly even be a dream. I go to the living room, it is empty, there is a tv on, lights are dim, I go to the couch. There are piles of clothes laying all over. I remember stuffing things into a bag, trying to hurry to collect the two drinks and anything else I needed. It shouldn't have been that hard. I notice 5 dollars peeking out from someone's shirt, and I grabbed it. I hoped I could take it and use it in my dream, or hoping that when I awoke, I would still have the 5 dollars. I assumed the driver was back in the car. I open and leave the front door. It's raining out.

I am now back at home, and leaving my back door.It's raining out. I'm heading into my backyard. There is a car with it's headlights on parked beside a trailor, I run towards it. I know that my brother is inside with friends smoking, but I knock and ask anyway. A kid named AndyZ is driving. My brother pauses before answering but says yes. I say Alright, close the door and run back inside. I hear laughing from in the car before I'm inside.

From here, I appear at a river in Missouri. It is beautiful. It is quite shallow. My eldest brother grabs me and pulls me in further, much to my dismay. I yell and tell him this is why I hate this. He gets mad, stops struggling to bring me to the middle of the river and yells back before going on. I am with my entire family. The river beams with greens, blues and yellows reflecting off a sunset somewhere in the sky. I began a path upward the river beside the rocky and dirt-hilled side near the shore. The shore dissapears and to my side is only trees and stones, stones placed deliberatly. The sky is mighty and gorgeous. The trees fade, the river gets deeper. My dad is not far behind me. I feel like a young child in this part of my dream. I grab and climb above some rocks, getting out of the deep water that had me up to my neck and on my tip toes. These stones are smooth and like bricks but bigger. I climb above them as far as I can go, and look out on the other side. It is a dried out long strip of land. It is a mirror reflection of this river, except waterless. Abandoned construction vehicles sit stuck in mud, varying down the long stretch of mud and dirt.
I climb back down and walk along the stones until I reach a point where they no longer divide the two rivers. The river we are in slowly begins to dry out the farther we progress. This dream feels like days and days on end, we get to know people at stores in towns, but I don't remember how it ends. And I don't remember how I got there.

At some point it feels like I may have woken up in between the lucid and river dream. The river dream was not as controlled. It's hard to remember

First, let me get out the bits and pieces from assorted dreams I had throughout the night, most of which I've, unfortunately, forgotten.

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I remember coming home to my mother's house, just to find my cat sitting outside the door. We had apparently locked her out whenever we left to whatever we were doing.

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I'm driving to school with a female friend of mine. I mention how I haven't smoked in months. She hands me a joint. I thank her. I get out to school (It's actually my elementary school this time.) and realize I don't have a lighter to smoke it with. So I run around looking for someone who I think might have a lighter. I remember talking to somebody once, and they were shocked that I was actually going to smoke that here. I told them there was no way I was going to be in a class room for two hours (For some reason, we seniors had to go to our sixth grade teacher's classroom on the last day or something for some reason or another) without being high. I was just going to go smoke it in the bathroom, or something.

Unfortunately, the time got there that I had to go into the classroom. So, I go inside, and find, not surprisingly for a dream, rather than the people in my sixth grade class being there, just everybody from my senior class. We apparently have to take a test, too. I'm pissed, but can't do anything about it. Also, the teacher is a blonde in her thirties, rather than a raven-haired woman in her fifties, like my actual sixth grade teacher.

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Now on to the strip club!

So, I don't exactly remember what happened. We enter an auditorium, which is supposedly my high school's auditorium, but is much larger than that ever was. We've got the entire leadership class sitting on the right bleachers, and a DJ where the left bleachers are supposed to be, with the leadership class teacher in front. He announces something or the other about the strip club, and the leadership class claps as we have curtains go down, blocking out the DJ, the students, and the teacher.

Aaaaand now the auditorium turns into a strip club. I'm not sure how, I'm not sure when. I just know it does.

There's actually only six guys in the entire strip club. Me, two of my friends, A and B, two other random guys, and the bartender.

One or two girls are entertaining the two random guys. One of the other girls in the club (I think it might be a dance club, I'm not certain, actually.) comes up to me, grabs my crotch, and pulls me in for a make-out session. She drags me away from A & B onto the dance floor. Yep, it's a dance club. Anyways, I'm there with my martini (I'm not sure when I got the martini, I just know I did.) out on the dance floor with this chick (She's not even my type, really. I prefer cute over sexy, and she's got no cuteness. Plenty of sexy, but no cute.) and I'm dancing in my white boy style of dancing, but she doesn't seem to care, which pretty much convinces me she was paid to do this, or something like that. Anyways, as I'm finishing my martini, I notice that the dance is going to last only as long as my martini is still there. I finish it anyways, and the stripper/girl/whatever is transported into the martini glass as a miniature version of herself. I almost accidentally swallow her. I return the martini glass and the girl to the bartender.

At this point, the strip club ends, and the red velvet curtains are raised once more. I get a little freaked out, because I realize that everyone, the students, the DJ, the teacher, were sitting behind the curtains for that entire time. Anyways, the teacher disperses the proceedings. One of the kids in the leadership class, a friend of mine named N, walks up to me, and mentions a conversation I had with her sometime earlier in the dreamscape, about how one of my friends decided to smoke in her house. She says something about how my friends smoke in her house, and then use up all of her air freshener trying to hide the smell. This is about where I "wake up."

I think this is the first false awakening I've had. While not necessarily a REAL false awakening, since I didn't wake up in my bed, it's still a dream within a dream sort of thing.

So, I walk through the doors of the auditorium, again. It's sort of set up like the strip club. I do a double-take, and think, "Wait a minute, didn't I just dream this? Did I have a prophetic dream, or am I dreaming again?" Unfortunately, this second idea doesn't hit me, not just yet.

There are rows of seats set up. I figure it's some sort of awards ceremony. I go down to the back row, and see one of my friends, F. F was always a very... Forceful sort of guy. I tell him about the dream I had, and he's focused more on the fact that I said I had the dream "last night". I say "Fine, I had the dream the night BEFORE last night." He's like "No, (Jack), you had the dream THIS night."

Holy shit, I just thought of something. I think F was a DC trying to jar me into lucidity. Fuck, I'm dense.

After arguing with him a bit, I finally agree. I go forward through the middle to find my own seat. I eventually sit down, and the ceremony starts. I don't pay much attention to it.

Eventually, I forget exactly why, I decide to do an RC. I breathe out deeply, hold my nose shut, try to breathe in, and...

Feel cold air enter my lungs.

WELP.

Now, at this point, I'm not completely aware. I think it might have just been a fluke, or something. So I do another RC. I try to put my finger through my hand. While it doesn't go through, I notice I can't feel my fingers. I look at my hands. Five fingers on each, yeah... But they're morphing. Like, they're slowly but surely changing shape as I look at them.

Okay, okay, fine, my subconscious says, you're dreaming. Happy?

So, now I'm at low-level lucidity. I look back up at the stage, and see one of my friends, A (Not from earlier) up on stage in a one-piece black dress. Now, A isn't exactly the... Most slim of girls. In fact, it seems like the dress might fall off at any second. My id automatically seems to want to command the dress to fall, but my super-ego is like "no, no no. Let's just watch the dream. Let's not try to control it, because that's how we've lost lucidity before."

Too bad my lucidity barely lasted half a minute before I faded out. Oh well. I'll probably need to start remembering to rub my hands and stuff like that, if I want my lucid dreams to last longer.

07/19/10

I contemplate world domination/destruction. Fortunately for the planet, I still can't teleport.

Note: As of July 21, this is no longer true. Watch out, world.



I look down at my right hand and count my fingers. "One. Two. Three. Fourfivesixseveneightnine." I get distracted and start counting off random numbers, but I'm lucid by this point, and looking around.

Dream goals... right. I wanted to go to Walmart and open a portal to hell. No reason, I just thought it would be fun.

I try to shift to a new location, attempting to bring my companion along.

I wake up in bed. Except for the part where I'm still dreaming. I know it automatically, but I still do a quick count of my fingers. The ring and pinky fingers are alternately multiplying and fading out of existance, so that's normal.

I "wake up" again, but I still know I'm dreaming. I go outside and decide to along the sidewalk at a sprint, just to see how fast I can go. I run up a hill that doesn't exist in real life, surprised that I can actually feel a physical drag slowing me down.

I consider the possibility of using running as a reality check.

Fragments: I'm driving a Bentley. I'm either Crowley or Aziraphale from Good Omens. Something about one-ways and suburbs. Or maybe that's Suburban (the truck). I can't read my writing.

I find my keys. They're hanging from the doorknob of my bedroom.

False Awakenings. Scare Factor: 1.

I wake up. My keys are still missing. Damn you for giving me hope, Id.

I am sitting in a cafe which is a mix of our favourite Coffeeshop in Amsterdam and my favourite cocktail bar at home. The tables are small and round but I have never seen them before.
I see stairs going up to another level but I don´t know whats up there. I look at the cashier and its the girl from the coffeeshop. The seats are red and comfy so I lean back and look outside the window. On the way to the windows I can see my friends who are sitting at the minitables and rolling joints. Outside I can see a river going by, a gray street, a tree and a bike. The weather is cloudy and I am happy to be inside. Suddenly Dave is in front of me with his huge Mohawk and aviator sunglasses
"Hey man this is Netsky, our coder, the one everybody tries to hunt down"
This is very disturbing and I should have known that this is a dream by now but I cant control my dream. Netsky is a DnB DJ I sometimes listen to. Dave and my friends I have been to Amsterdam are part of the Team Germany Call of Duty team. The coder he was talking about is **** (censored because of ToS) who has been working with me on an illegal computer project. There is no connection at all.
I look at Netsky. He is small has long hair and looks kinda confused. He wears glasses, a grey shirt and a green faded jacket
"Hey man"
"Whatsup"
He sits down at my table and an awkward silence begins, I ask him if he wants to smoke with me but he refuses. I lean back and close my eyes when he suddenly tells me "Look at your watch man"
I lift my arm in front of my eyes and realize that its way too late
I open my eyes and check my real watch. F*CK its 7.35AM and my work starts at 8... Thanks Netsky or whoever you were.

23.07.2010

Best Picks of The Lot (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Dream: Tearing it Down

★★★☆☆

There has been a recent strand of some kind of white powdery substance circulating the streets. People who take it are usually never heard from again. As it turns out, this stuff makes anyone into a demi-vampire whose uncontrollable transformation turns the unfortunate soul into a young girl (age ranging from the late teens to early twenties).

After unwillingly becoming one of these beings, I partake in some shenanigans whilst transformed, seducing an 'important' person in my old church, only revealing my true intent once I had gotten him into his car. He ran screaming, to my delight.

Afterwards, I'm conscripted by two true vampires and a small band of demis who reveal to me, along a tropical stone beach, the source of the white powder. Lining the ocean-side, as far as the eye can see, are oil-rig-like structures pounding the ground into a fine, magic dust and releasing pillars of smoky pollutants into the atmosphere.

We destroy everything, sparing no one.

Lucid Dream: Taking a Bite Out of Crime

★★★☆☆

Ridiculous people are being ridiculous.

Their ridiculousity triggers my lucidity, but everything is super hazy. I stabilize by grabbing something extra weird and purpley and then chomping down on it with mine mouth teeths. The rush of sensations is enough to pull me into the dream, and solidify my control.

I'm outside on a town street. Various shops and other places of interest frame the sidewalk. Some cars pass by on the intersecting street up ahead, but the few cars on this street, including one puke-green PT Cruiser, are parked in a parallel fashion.

Naiya shows up out of nowhere and we immediately stop a criminal using basic dream powers like TK, or something. After that, we hang out for a bit before I let myself wake up.

Really wish I could remember more of this one. =/

Fragments: Do You Remember That One Time At Band Camp?

★☆☆☆☆

Several fragments of me seeing Naiya in what I believed to be RL, and asking her about the dream from before, go here.

Dream: Into the Stratos!

★★★★☆

I have the pleasure of being pre-Shippuden Naruto and joining all the needless drama going on with Sakura. She gets upset and runs off, just before some bad dude comes and stops the squad from leaving. Sosuke tries to leave by fighting his way out, but gets put in his place quite handily.

Switching perspectives, I'm now myself, hanging out in tall grass for gods know what reason. But no matter, it's time. . .

Teleporting to the meeting location, I find Sakura standing there, wiping her face. I ask if she's ready to go; she nods. Taking her arm, I teleport to the next target. The kid--he couldn't be older than ten--sees me and waves. I motion to him and we all begin to run toward the ship. By now, they'd be looking for us.

Time was short, so I decided we needed to move faster. And what's faster than teleportation? Pulling the three of us together, I instantly transport everyone to my space cruiser. We get inside, I take the controls, and we take off.

Unfortunately, I have a lot of trouble getting the damn thing out of the atmosphere. I waste a lot of fuel, and burn out most of the ships engines, before switching to auto-pilot. At that point, I have to actually fuel the ship with my lifeforce in order to keep us all from plummeting to our deaths.

Now well on our way, but with me on the verge of death, Sakura is kind enough to transfer some of her life energy in order to keep me alive. But not until I ask nicely.

Dream: Adventure Time!

★★☆☆☆

Flying over Africa, I can't wait to explore the vast and exotic stretches of water below me. There were small basins, large bayous, medium sized lakes. So many environments to adventure through!

And adventure I did.

Dream: Beached

★☆☆☆☆

Hanging out in front of the beach-front property me and my friends were planning to stay at, I wait for them to show up. . .

Still waiting. . . . .

Maybe I should read this sign again?