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22.10.2009

First Totally Stable Lucid (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I fell asleep in the late afternoon after having a shower and listening to my ipod for about an hour. I didn't attempt to WILD, in fact I didn't even intend to fall asleep.

I know there was a dream which led me to becoming lucid, but I can't remember what it was. Recall isn't the best today. The first moment of lucidity I can recall was me sitting in the passenger seat of my mum's car (purple Renault Megane). My mum was driving, and somebody else was definately there, but I have no idea who it was, never turned round to look. We were in a multi-story car park (Castlecourt car park, for anyone in Northern Ireland!) As soon as I realised I had finally achieved being independantly aware in a dream, everything started to fade out. I remembered reading on the DV forums that a good way to stabilise a dream and increase vividness is to handle and feel an object, get your senses involved. I quickly glanced around the car's dashboard and could see nothing. I noticed the car's radio, and desperately pressed the "tape eject" button. To my enormous relief, a gray tape popped out, and I turned it over in my hands for about 30 seconds, keeping me in the dream.

The most amazing thing about this was that it was a conscious decision to slowly lift and move my arm to the button. I could feel my arm muscles working and all the while I was thinking, "This is amazing, it's like I'm in another dimension, and completely asleep!" I felt like it took a bit of mental acrobatics to seperate my awareness of my actual body from my dream body, and moving my arm consciously was slow, like learning to walk.

The radio then activated itself and "Back in the U.S.S.R." by The Beatles came on. Strangely, this was the very first song (of about 25) I listened to in my ipod session earlier, but it put me in a really positive mood. My mum started to drive towards the barrier at the exit and started talking. Then I saw she had the head of my 14-year-old brother and was talking in his voice. I wasn't having him driving the car! I rotated his head 90 degrees round to me by grabbing its top. I looked at him and shook my head in exasperation at the weirdness that was invading this previously normal situation. I entertained myself by singing along to "Back in the U.S.S.R." and bobbing my head in time.

I had the first of several false awakenings here. I only realised they were false awakenings when I woke up for real at the end- I was then surprised to be sleeping in a different place than I expected from my false awakenings.

Where I woke up was weird indeed. It was a dingy, underground, but well-lit basement. The bed I was in was slightly above the level of the floor, and there was a kind of computer terminal on the rusty platform beside it. The computer terminal was playing the same Beatles song. I thought I had woken up for real (Weird how the brain makes unfamiliar places seem familiar just to trick you into thinking you've woken up, creating a bizzare dream-within-a-dream scenario.) Another of my brothers was walking around the huge basement room talking to someone round the corner. Since I was still in a deep state of relaxation (in this first layer of dreaming), I was able to fall right back into the same dream. (second layer) This time nothing happened at all and I just listened to the music for a bit, happy that I'd managed to get back in.

I experienced another false awakening, but this time I had my head under the covers in a totally different position. I wondered, "Should I have been able to have moved in my sleep? Should sleep paralysis not have stopped me?" My brother was still walking around talking belligerantly, and the music was blasting now. I got up, and ate a cake. Yes, straight out of the blue. There was a cake sitting beside the computer teminal. It was small, only about 6 inches across and was full of jam, really sticky. It was absolutely delicious. Best cake ever. Part of me thought "I'm never getting back to sleep", but I decided I would be able to if I had been dreaming that I was dreaming. i.e. loud things in dreams would not stop you sleeping in dreams. Turns out I was right and I went to sleep almost right away.

This time I went to find a girl I remembered from a non-lucid dream I had earlier. She was blonde and awesome, but of course, completely made up. I'll censor the next few minutes for the sake of decency! Unfortunately, I decided NOT to have full sex with her because I was genuinely worried I would start sleep-thrusting in my bed, and that could be embarrassing if anyone walked in... (I remembered that my real bedroom door had been left slightly open) By the way, any readers of this, does that happen??? I'm pretty anxious to know!!

I had yet another false awakening to the basement room. I must have been nearly ready to wake up for real here because I had occasional flashes of awareness of my own body in bed. Once, I could really feel the numbness of sleep paralysis. To try and anchor myself in the dream-world and avoid unneccessary waking, I climbed around the edges of my dream-bed (which bacame extremely long suddenly :S), feeling the wood which made up the frame very carefully. Not long before I woke up, I opened my real eyes, and I could see an image of my wall on top of what I could see in the dream, which was pretty crazy.

Can't wait for the next one!

19.10.2009

Bus Crash (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This isn't really a seperate dream from "Misty Mountains", as it continued uninterrupted, but the whole story is quite long and this part is totally different.

The flying coach landed in a town on the North coast of Northern Ireland where I used to have a caravan, transforming into a standard coach as it descended. It drove into the campsite, to the caravan I used to own. To my surprise, my family was there, and so was my friend Darren. This time it was definately him, not like the last dream where I wasn't sure. I was exhausted from all the travelling, but the only bed available was a double bed in a room at the back end of the caravan, that Darren was already sleeping in. I was so tired I didn't care and flopped down to sleep. When I woke up, Darren was gone, and an enormous African man was just setttling down in his place. I said, "Who the absolute fuck are you?!?" He responded to tell me that this caravan was free for the use of anybody, and showed me his "ID poster". -This was a fold-out poster (which it seemed natural that everybody had :S) containing information about a person's appearance, nationality, marital status etc. I was shocked to see, beside "Occupation", the words "Large Rapist"! Needless to say, I shot out of bed and ran down to the living room, where I confronted the guy who was obviously running the place. He accompanied me back to the end room to examine the man's ID poster. He said, "This doesn't say rapist!" And sure enough, when I looked, it in fact said, "Huge Ravist". I had no idea what the hell a ravist was, and looked it up when I woke up. According to urbandictionary, it is: "A new political party. It is the Rave party. It is more fun than the Conservative party, and more socially acceptable than the Neonazi party." At the time, in my dream, I thought it was some kind of farmer, but I stand corrected! I still didn't go back to sleep, I just apologised to the guy and walked outside. (I was still 100% sure it had said "Rapist", and he'd changed it).

When I stepped outside, the weather had changed dramatically. It was now hot and humid. The sun was bright, and I started to feel like I was in Florida or somewhere. I went over to two of my friends, Mark and Craig, who were lying on sun loungers. There was now clear blue water lapping up beside the caravan for some reason, and I suggested to them that we go fishing. Craig said, "Nah, only the pro's fish here, but look at that!" He pointed to a killer whale about 30ft away, swiming past. (The water had risen considerably) Craig swam out to it, and I tried to watch. I noticed I was wearing sunglasses, and conveniently they acted as goggles when I went underwater. The whale swam into the caravan's garden, which was now underwater, then leapt up in the air and smacked down causing a massive wave. It started to thrash about, sending the rising water everywhere. Me and several others jumped onto the coach to shelter, but couldn't get the doors closed because the water had broken the electrics. The water was now chest-high inside the coach.

I saw that there was a double-decker bus parked nearby which I swam to and got on board. To my surprise, it was filled with about 60 of my former schoolmates, who were sheltering on the top level. The bottom level was full of water, which was now getting foamy because the whale was still thrashing around. I forced the doors closed, and the bus began to float. It floated to the top of a hill -the water had not reached the other side of this hill. The bus then started rolling down a busy road at high speed, gushing water at it went and knocking cars out of the way. I saw that up ahead was a busy intersection which was familiar to me. I became slightly lucid here, probably because this was so unbelievable -and great fun! Everybody else was screaming in terror and I just laughed. As the bus picked up speed, rolling towards the intersection, I knew this was going to be spectacular. As I would often do in situations like this, I whipped out my phone and started recording. -It didn't occur to me at all that this wouldn't last! I quickly searched my head for an "appropriately triumphant exclamation" to yell when the big crash happened, and for some reason opted for "BOOM HEADSHOT!!" Don't ask me why, it came out of nowhere! Right here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=olm7xC-gBMY#t=0:15

Enjoy! Somebody shouted "Heads down, chins up!", which made just as little sense. The devastation caused was unbelievable. There were cars thrown for hundreds of metres, trees uprooted and water everywhere. It was great fun seeing the shocked expressions of all the DCs.

The rest of the dream was the aftermath of the crash. A huge deal was made out of the fact that somebody cut their hand.

Seems like I've been sleeping a lot deeper lately. Usually I'm a light sleeper, and will awaken at the slightest thing. This is making it very difficult to WBTB properly. At least my recall was better last night!

1- Dream Journaling (fragment)
I am writing down some keywords from a dream I just had. It seems like it was a very interesting dream...

2- Waiting in the Rain
((Why is this underline green???)) I am in my classroom, when the bell rings. Yay, time to leave! I run down the hallway and am halfway to the door when I realize that I left all my stuff in the classroom. Oh no, I'm going to miss the bus... I run back and grab my stuff, and when I get outside I am relieved to see that I haven't been left.

Later, Steven and I are waiting outside an abandoned building for our dad. It is pouring down rain and extremely uncomfortable. I wish he'd hurry the hell up... FINALLY he arrives, after the rain has already stopped. We are walking down a path behind the building, and come out near a corn field where a motorcycle gang is having a meeting. I am feeling reckless and want to go join them, but my dad says we'd better steer clear. I end up walking through the corn field before returning to the path.

We are now in a car, driving through a really beautiful (and obviously rich) estate. There is so much to see! Gargoyles perch atop the buildings, and glittering fountains gurgle in the courtyards. I keep telling my dad to slow down, that I want to see everything. We pass by a sign that says Amethyst Labyrinth. I know that I must come back here to explore one day.

3- Hospital
((Hm, this one's black like it's supposed to be.)) I am visiting someone in the hospital with a bunch of people I don't know. We get on the elevator, press the button, and... WHOOSH!!!! The thing flies to our floor at an such an incredible speed that I fall over. Holy cow... They must need these elevators to get emergency patients up to the operating room or something.

Later, I am going back down. I make it into the elevator, but the door shuts before the rest of my people can get on. Oh well, they'll have to catch the next one. A little boy is in there with me, and he looks scared to death. "Which floor?" I ask him.

"Five and ten," he answers.

How can he be going to two different floors? I press both of the buttons anyway, as well as the ground floor. The thing immediately shoots way up to the tenth floor as I hold onto the railing for dear life. The little boy is screaming his head off. "I'm going to have to go through this two more times," I think with annoyance.

4- Pit Possum Man
I am taking care of a small possum. Eventually it turns into a pit bull, but it still has the same tail. The thing is fairly aggressive, and the whole time I'm trying to teach it to be more pleasant. At the end, it becomes a man with very little clothing, resembling Tarzan. (And yet again, he still has that possum tail.)

My nose starts to run, because it is cold and rainy. I sniff rather loudly. "What's that?" the possum man asks me.

"What's what?"

He sniffs, imitating me.

"Oh. I had snot running out my nose."

((LOL The conversation got even worse after that, but I won't go there.))

5- Texting (fragment)
I get a text message from a person who I'd rather not hear from. Oh no, not HER. I text back, "The only reason you're so upset is because you KNOW I'm right. You secretly want to change, but you don't know how."

19.10.2009

The Misty Mountains (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream was truly epic in terms of scope, length and fun!

I have little memory of the very start of this dream, but I know it started off as a holiday or some kind of long trip. I had to get from one end of a huge island to the other, and I had someone with me, it might have been my friend Darren. We were in what appeared to be an enchanted forest. The grass was very green and the ground was flat. None of the trees were very thick, and the grass was full of thousands of bizzare species of birds and various tall flowers. It was night time and I could see the stars, but the forest seemed to glow and was the same brightness it would have been in the daytime. I knew that I had done this trip many hundreds of times before, and had flown it every time. I tried to take off, but could not rise above a foot off the ground and I kept accidentally kicking the taller birds. In the end we gave up on unaided flight and opted for a plane instead. The next thing I knew, we were in an airport. The airport was hideously confusing, and me and Darren got seperated. I wound up on a plane bound for the "Misty Mountains" with Owen Wilson and Vince Vaugn (like Wedding Crashers). They were both dressed in gray suits.

We landed in the "Misty Mountains" and took a road trip in an old-fashioned convertible. We drove up and down mountain roads for what seemed (in dream time) like days. The roads were walled on either side with big grey cinder blocks, above which was a huge forest of pine trees, each about 50m tall and densely packed together.

One day during this road trip, the police started chasing us. Vince Vaugn told me that Owen Wilson had robbed somewhere (bank maybe?) while I had been dozing in the back seat. OW was driving, and he took us to the nearest town. The town's police cars joined the chase. These ones were a dark green colour, and looked like they were straight from the 1950's. OW decided to try and fool the cops by driving down an "illegal street". I suddenly got some history of the town beamed into my head out of nowhere, and found out that the town had originally been made up of only a few main streets, but these were inconvenient, and over time, citizens had taken it upon themselves to create new streets using buldozers and pickaxes. The illegal street that we turned into was just wide enough for our convertible, but not wide enough for the persuing police cars. OW explained, "Just taking advantage of other people's deviousness!" When we emerged at the other side, we all jumped out of the car and let it roll onwards at high speed. It was persued by police cars until it crashed into a shop down the street. I assumed the police didn't get a good look at us and tried to blend into the people walking along. Vince Vaughn went into the nearest fashionable clothes shop and OW put on a grey hat and took out a huge old-fashioned camera, to make himself look like a reporter. He then spotted the model Naomi Campbell through the window of a shop, and started taking photos of her. When he saw her, he said "Hey look, there's scary Campbell." -Referring to her notorious temper I assume. She heard him, and marched outside, demanding to know what he meant. OW stuttered, but made a speedy recovery. "I said I'm a scaredy cat! Like... cowardly." She asked him how, and he improvised wildly, spotting Vince Vaughn coming back down the street, arms full of shopping bags, wearing a new outfit. "I'm too scared to ask my friend here for his jacket!" Luckily she found this funny and immediately snatched the jacket off VV, ignoring his warnings about how expensive it was.

A little bit of missing time occurred here...

The next thing i remember is the four of us being chased by King Kong in one of the Misty Mountain's many forests. He was straight-up terrifying, with his face constantly contorted with rage. At one point, we thought he was gone, and so emerged into a clearing which contained quite a large static caravan. We took a few tentative steps out, and suddenly I saw King Kong watching us from the other side of the caravan, through two large parallell windows. I nearly shat myself. The sheer horror of this ape's face shocked me into temporary lucidity. I reassured myself, "It's only a dream, but a damn scary one!" None of the others had noticed the ape yet, and I thought it would be a shame to spoil the big reveal when they too see the ape and run away in a blind panic. So I slowly turned back towards the treeline and smiled. Right when I expected it, they all screamed and charged past me back into the trees. I laughed quite hard.

When I turned round King Kong was nowhere to be seen, and the caravan had transformed into some sort of flying coach. The pilot stepped out and said "Well done, now get on board and we'll fly out of here!" I don't ever remember seeing VV or NC again, but OW was sitting beside me on the flight. I looked out the window at the expanse of forest and saw that there was thick swirling mist around some parts at the tops of trees. I said to the pilot, "So that's why they're called the Misty Mountains!" and he replied "Nah, it's cuz I jizz on them every time I fly over, yeeehaww!" I laughed, shaking my head at this crazy bastard.

17.10.2009

Dexter and the Cleaner (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My recall was a bit shabby for this dream, but it had all to do with the TV show "Dexter".

I was Dexter, and me and a team of about four people were carrying out some kind of task for an agency. I had a "dream memory" of earlier that day, when an important-looking old man in an office building had given me a bright red file to deliver somewhere.

Right now, it was night, and we were about to complete the task. We approached a tall wire fence, which had two layers of barbed wire at the top. I looked to my right and saw in the distance two plain-clothes police officers standing in front of what might have been a stadium or mall, surrounded by police cars. I knew that they were judging my performance. They had a large sign set up beside them, which was basically indicative of how well I was doing, as it showed my name and the title of the job I would recieve upon completion of this task. After climbing quickly over the fence, in almost one jump, I saw that the "Job" section on the sign had changed from "Delivery" to "Cop".

I can't remember actually being able to read the letters on the sign, I just knew what it said. This might have been what caused me to realise I was in a dream. Same as in the last dream I knew I was having, I did not consciously try to do anything or interfere with the story, I just kept it in my head that this wasn't real. Kind of like watching a movie.

I assumed my fence-climbing prowess had impressed the officers and I looked back at the fence thinking, "This has to be a dream, I'd never hop that in real life." With this thought, the fence nearly doubled in height. I looked at it, slightly daunted. But then I remembered I could pull off anything in a dream, so I scrambled over it even more easily than I had done when it was half the size.
I walked casually over to the front of the building where the police officers were, and lost lucidity somewhere on the way. The dream continued as normal.

I realised that the large building was definately a Mall, as I could see inside it now. The police officers said to me, "Congratulations, you passed, you're now a cop." I then took part in something like a murder investigation, except there had been no murder. I became part of a team of officers who examined nearly every inch of the mall. I interviewed a large cleaning lady with curly black hair and she told me how she was angry at a former co-worker for quitting and leaving her with all the work. She drove around on one of those motorised cleaning platforms they use in malls which works like a big lawnmower. I don't remember encountering this other cleaning lady in the dream, but I got a mental picture of her being about 300lbs, with a bad-ass attitude. This ex-cleaning lady became the "villain" for the rest of the dream, and I had the feeling that she was out to trip up my investigation in some way.

My point of view soon shifted into the first cleaning lady, and I became her, going around with an enormous brush, sweeping up rubbish and dust. There was a slightly spooky moment when I entered a disused bathroom to sweep. It was completely cut off from the rest of the mall and was pretty eerie- barely any lights worked. I paused and reminded myself that this was a dream and nothing could possibly happen that I couldn't laugh away anyway. With confidence, I marched into the bathroom to clean it up. Some building work was obviously in progress in this bathroom, which doubled as a shower room. The floor and walls were made of the same type of orange/brown tiles you see in cheap communal washrooms, some were missing and others were smashed up. There were a couple of toilet cubicles missing where there should have been some. Upon entering, I saw a huge pile of rubble against one of the walls; it looked like there had been an earthquake. I thought to myself, "Look at the crap I have to deal with, there's no way I'm cleaning that up!" I went about my business, sweeping up the rubble and concrete dust into the big pile, when the actress Christine Rose appeared in the corner, where a cubicle had obviously once been. She was wearing a green apron over her outfit, and looked like she worked in a garden centre. She started trying to tell me to do something (me = the cleaning lady at this point), but I kept sweeping and not looking at her- it seemed that I'd heard it all before from this woman and was growing tired of her.

The rest of this dream, I have forgotten.

17.10.2009

Scooby Doo and the Mine Cart Rollercoaster (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After briefly waking up after my last dream, this came next and began in a way loosely connected to the previous dream.

I was on top of the castle, on the roof. There was a large modern-looking bridge leading off the top of the front of the castle which headed upwards, not too steeply. Presumably it went downwards not far along because I could only see a summit about 100m away. There were cables running along the side of the bridge and railroad tracks attached to it, with old-fashioned wooden mine carts. The character of Hermione (more Harry Potter) showed me how to use a cart and I took off up the bridge. Once I got to the summit, the track turned much more rickety, like one of those roller coasters based on the Wild West/mining. The track turned downhill steeply and entered a mine shaft. As the cart flew along at high speed through mountains, around the outsides of mountains, I became aware that it was suddenly night time.

All of a sudden I was accompanied by Freddy, Daphne and Shaggy from Scooby Doo. We were all in the same cart apart from Freddy, who was in one behind. We were going very fast downhill, and at the indoor sections of the track, there were frequent overhanging black rubber cables which Daphne kept getting stuck on. I was thinking that this was pretty stupid of her. Every time she would get caught, Shaggy had to grab her arms and hold on. The cart continued at the same speed- the cables just stretched until they broke and Daphne ended up back in.

About here I became aware that I was dreaming, probably due to the general ridiculousness of the situation. I was no longer in the cart, but was watching from a view which kept beside it. I did not try to participate in any way, and just watched what happened as everything became like a cartoon- probably since the only people left in the dream were cartoon characters. Everything was now in very simple colours. All rocks and earth were the same generic soil-brown colour.

I watched as Shaggy tried again to pull Daphne back into their mine cart, when she said something to the effect of "You're a waster! You're always drunk or high!" to him. I laughed then, at how something like this could be in Scooby Doo. (Always drunk/high is how I imagined a real life Shaggy would be and I found this highly amusing coming straight from the cartoon)

I somehow lost lucidity around here, probably because of lack of participation in the dream. I continued as an impartial observer. The track then went outside for a few hundred metres, and ran precariously close to the edge, along a cliff. The mountain continued almost vertically upwards on the right side ot the track, with the edge on the left. I was then watching the action from a point behind a large (8ft) mecacing-looking bird, which was sitting on a rocky peak about 50m from the track (on the left). This peak was at the same level as the track, but between the two was a vast chasm. I drew a pretty good sketch of this POV which I might scan if I get a chance. It was as if this bird was the monster Shaggy, Daphne and Freddy were trying to catch (like they always do), and it was watching their terrible attempt with satisfaction (like cartoon villains always do). The bird was black, which definately denoted malevolence, and its tail was like a cape. Of course it was a cape, since the monster is always a guy in a costume! The head looked like a cross between a crow and the ancient-egyptian bird-god, Horace. The bird flew away once the carts re-entered the mountain down another mine shaft, apparently having seen enough.

17.10.2009

Oddball in Hogwarts (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was playing some kind of game in a castle. This game seemed to be a variant of Halo 3's "Oddball". There were balls hidden on every floor of the castle which contained a certain amount of points. There were balls of different colours- the colours represented the amount of points available. The object of the game was to pick up and hold these balls. Every second you held a ball, points would be given to you. After the points contained in a ball ran out, it disappeared. The person with the most points at the end of the round (i.e. when all points were exhausted) was the winner.

All the corridors in this castle were extremely tight. They had very low ceilings (maybe 6 feet) and it was so narrow it was difficult for two people to squeeze past each other. I got the impression that the castle might have been Hogwarts, and it was then that I realised I was in the middle of a game- and playing against various characters from Harry Potter. My friend Colin was competing as well. I assume he was involved because he is a massive HP fan. The game went on, and after a while everybody stopped running around because we thought all the balls had been used and that the round was over. However I looked at my "interactive map" and noticed that there was one ball remaining on the floor below with 10-15 seconds worth of points left. Colin and I raced for it and I got there first. Colin was annoyed because I would not give up the ball and let him have the points. (We talked while running)

The final ball was in a room which was slightly less cramped than the rest of the castle, despite being only about 4m long from door to back. The walls were grey and looked like stone, except inorganic. There were three shower stalls on the left as I went into the room, and they had huge pink/purple curtains in front of them. The ball itself was at the back of the room, underneath a window which let in some quite bright sunlight. It was the kind of sunlight you might get on a cold but clear winter's morning. I picked up the ball and immediately moved back towards the door I had come in from. I passed the showers; the curtains had started blowing in the wind which had materialised- coming from the window (which I thought was closed?). I spied Colin and two girls out in the corridor and assumed they were getting ready to ambush me in an attempt to steal the ball- and its points. I backed quickly into the room again, looking for an angle or hiding place I could use to my tactical advantage when Colin & co. entered. (Camping is always a legitimate strategy) I realised the only option was to hide in one of the showers, which I ranked as "as good as useless" because it seemed too obvious a place to hide. I decided I would rely soley on speed to get past him and out into the corridor. Strangely though, he and his enforcers waited outside discussing strategy until I had collected all the points and the game was over. I thought this was strange but never got a chance to ask him about it as the dream ended.
I woke up briefly here, I think.

Welcome to my dream journal! Yes, the title is a bit ostentatious, but it's too late now!

I used to get semi-lucid in most dreams ever since I can remember- like, I'd know in the back of my mind that it wasn't reality, and would reassure myself of the fact if anything I didn't like happened. But by and large, I'd never had an actual conscious lucid dream (never mind control) before coming to these forums. So this journal basically charts my lucid dreaming progress from the very beginning, which is nice!
There's no actual lucidity before post 7, just a few semi's.

Just a disclaimer, the first few dreams are described in mind-numbing detail because that's what I needed to boost my recall in the beginning. The more recent entries are written far more with an audience in mind! Enjoy!

I should mention that I'm using Banhurt's Dream Journal 2.5 - which is brilliant, I recommend YOU get it! http://www.dreamviews.com/community/...ad.php?t=91993

Also, any and all comments/interpretations are welcome and appreciated!

So last nite, I had 3 seperate dreams that I remember. I don't kjnow which order they went in thogh. In the one i became lucid in I was talking to a friend. all of a sudden some black ooz falls on my arm and it starts spreading, i told my friend it was the creature Venom from spiderman. I became lucid and let it cover my body. I jumped 50 feet ijn the air a few times and landed on the roof of a car driving on the street, i picked it up and threw it. i then jumped 50 feet in the air into a park and triedshooting out black webbing and some guys there butnothing would come out and i lost lucidity. In the next dream I was at a school gym but it was decorated for my wedding. But it wasn't the actual wedding it was the rehearsel. All the guests were there and I realized it was a little off butdid nothing about it. I walked myself out into the isle, not with my parentsbecause inreal life i can't depend on my parents to come. i stoped a little bit in the room and eople started flooding in behind me and paid no attention to me, they kept pushing me trying to get in. At that moment i realized i forgot to tell 2 people that were standing up in my wedding to come. my brother who is my best man and my friend. and felt like I had just wrecked the wedding.For some reason we were at some spiritual get together in a city like milwaukee. me, my gf and some people from church and my parents and i believe some of my brothers were there. they were all getting alongexcept for my dad and my mom cuz she tags along with me dad in everything he does. right after worship ended a lady who was leading it turned to my dad and said "I challenge you to get in touch with people and emotions, do you agree?" and my dad stood there without saying anything for a while. just thinking. After a few minutes my dad agreed and I became very happy. I thought to myself "my dad is changing!" in real life my parents and I don't have much to do with eachother anymore because they don't like that I'm not living up to their standards anymore.

One dream recalled made up of two distinct scenes last night.

PART 1 - Dog Murder

My family and I were moving in to a new house. The house was my deceased grandmother's. There was already another family living there, and we were going to all be living in the same house for some reason.

The other family were a couple. They had a pet dog. It was massive and extrememly viscious. It's teeth were gigangic, and it was constantly looking angry, foaming at the mouth, and growling.

The dog had a tennis ball it liked to chase around the lounge. It would constantly come up to us demanding it be thrown. If we refused it became viscious and would look as though it was ready to attack, so we would throw the ball and play along, fearful that it would kill us.

I decided the dog had to die. It was evil and dangerous. My mum and I were walking it through some strange back allyways that twisted and turned. It was foggy. The dog came up to me with the same ball, expecting it to be thrown, but instead I took two paris of scissors out of my pockets and stabbed it through the back of the neck, killing it.

The couple who's dog it was were upset. I told them that they didn't have to be afraid of their evil dog any more, but they didn't care.

I don't have any particular fear of dogs in real life, although I am allergic so I don't like them. I find it interesting that I've had two dreams with dangerous dogs in them since I started my dream journal. Potential dream sign it seems.

PART 2 - Eye Tracking

I had a bloodshot eye. I discussed it with J and R, and they told me that bloodshot eyes occur because of tiny tracking devices that were embedded in people's eyes. The tracking devices were self-repairing and self-replicating, and bloodshot eyes were caused by them replicating themselves. If you looked really closely, they said, you would be able to see them in a mirror. I looked, and I did in fact see these strange looking metal devices in my eye.

J and R also told me that I could remove the tracking devices by rubbing on my eyeball with my finger and applying some pressure. They were apparently just clinging to the surface. I tried it and it worked. They said I'd have to remove them all though, or else they would just replicate themselves again.

I was talking to my mum. There was a man in a black suit with sunglasses on in the room with us. She told me that the eye tracking devices were implanted in fabric that our eyes were manufactured from. I visualised large rolls of green fabric with a machine placing this tiny machines in to it. She said I shouldn't remove them.

The man in the suit and shades spoke now. He told me that the government used these tracking devices to keep tabs on people. He also said that they were linked with the functionality of our eyes, and that removing them all would cause permanently blindness.

Again, no lucids to account for, but at least this time I got a couple dreams recalled, and I remember them clearer than most dreams lately. Glad to see the recall issue is heading back uphill!

Dream 1: I and a few other people from my family had decided to change churches. We went to this one new place to see what it was like. It was...interesting. There were several very weird people there, and at first it seemed like I wouldn't fit in with that group at all, but then I started to meet up with people I could identify with better and my opinion about the place gradually changed.

I sat through the Sunday School lesson, evaluating the teacher's perspectives/beliefs, and he seemed ok. Funny thing was, I didn't hear real words; the volume sounded close-up, but for some reason the guy's voice was muffled the entire time, to the point that he was completely unable to be understood IRL.

The location of the first class was far away from the main service, so everyone had to freerun through Wal Mart to get there. When they saw some of my moves, I instantly gained the friendship of several others who had just started freerunning.

The main auditorium was hardly less strange, though. There was a huge pile of books that formed a sort of staircase all around this one tall platform in the back of the black room that would be unreachable otherwise. Rather than sit a ways back on elevated platforms ourselves, so that we could see the preacher in front of us, everyone sat on one of these big books, and only those in the first couple of rows could actually see the guy who was speaking. I noticed, however, that there were some catwalks above us, so I got up, found my way around back, and came out on them to watch instead.

Afterwards everyone gathered together and just talked more. The rest of my family thoroughly disliked the whole thing, but I was more positive about it. "Not everyone here may be for me," I told them, "but the ones who are for me can be those really close kinds of friends...unlike the church we just came from." That didn't really help them out any, but I didn't worry about it. I'd found my place, whether they liked it or not.

Dream 2: I was talking with some random DC about my work schedule. I couldn't remember if I had the day off or not. I don't think he ever responded with any useful information...just slight nods as I spoke to show he was listening. I kept going on about it, trying to logically deduce whether or not I had the day off, and if not, what hours I'd be working. Finally, the DC grinned rather wickedly and just said: "Why don't you wake up and find out!"

And of course I did wake up, then. Who needs alarms when you've got dream characters?

Uhh, I haven't been putting any dreams here because I can't remember any for the life of me.
So, when my recall gets better, I'll post new stuff.

Last night, or rather this morning, I had a LD consisting of primarily family matters. Mainly passed away relatives and other personal sorts. I am only posting this here so it logs that I had a LD today. I will say though, that I spun 3 separate times to prolong the dream, all of which worked until I was awoken by thunder. (That's a new record for me)

I was at school. I was sitting in the classroom. Tigress was sitting right to my left as she usually is, and there were two computers in front of me. One of them was the crappy school computer which was turned off. The other computer was my laptop, which was turned on. I looked at the screen and it displayed a list of dreams I have recorded. I didn't pay any attention to that, I just figured I was logged onto Dreamviews or Mortal Mist… although the screen didn't look like either of them. My attention was more focused on the paper I had in front of me. It was a character information sheet. It looked much like a character sheet for characters in Dungeons and Dragons, but that's not what it was for. This character sheet was to design characters for the games we would be making for our capstone projects. I wrote the name of the character I was designing on the top of the sheet. Trina. Good.

While I was filling out the form, the instructor was up at the front of the room talking about what goes into a good game. I was listening with half my mind, as I had heard all of this information so many times before I thought I could recite it line for line. I started writing in the description of Trina's appearance. I heard the instructor had stopped talking. I looked up and saw he was right beside my chair looking at me. He said I needed to be paying attention, not working on that. I said it was class work I was working on, not random stuff. I showed him the character sheet. He said I could do that as homework, but I should pay attention. He said he didn't like it when students were ignoring him. I said I hadn't been ignoring him. I recited, practically word for word, what he had just said before coming over to me. He didn't seem to know what to respond to that, so he just said again for me to put the paper away. I said that after the number of classes he has had me in he should know perfectly well that I can multi-task. He repeated again to put the paper away. I was annoyed as I slipped the paper into my folder. The instructor went back to the front of the class and continued talking. I continued working on the paper, but I kept the folder down in my lap so he wouldn't see it. It was much harder to write like that…

It was now break time. All of us got up from our seats and went out of the classroom to take a break. Tigress and I headed across the street to the Albertsons across the street. As we walked over, we mutually complained about the instructor and how he can be an ass sometimes and how annoying he can be sometimes. We went into Albertsons. Tigress needed to buy a few things. I followed her as she chose out her items. I was still complaining a bit about the instructor, though I had pretty much vented all that out. The intercom of the store interrupted the song on the radio and said the prescription for Raven Knight was ready at the pharmacy. Prescription? What prescription? I headed over to the pharmacy, not sure what to expect.

Tigress followed me over to the pharmacy. I went to the pharmacist and asked what prescription was ready for Raven Knight. She said it was a loaf of loaf. I did a double take… a loaf of what? She said it was a loaf of the drug called Loaf. I just stared at her with what must have been a blank look on my face. A drug called Loaf? I remembered Loaf was a user on Dreamviews… not a drug… She said she would get the prescription. She went to the back and then came back up. She had a plastic bag with a loaf of bread in it. The bread looked like it was some kind of fruit bread. There were a couple of slices already off of the loaf, but the rest was a whole loaf. The pharmacist told me that half a slice of the bread is a single dose, so I should make sure to take that much every day. She said if I prefer it that way, add butter. Half a slice seemed like so little… well, I would see how it went.

I opened the bag of bread and took out a slice. I took a bite. It was very good! I could taste the fruit in it, and the fruit was sweet and good. Before I knew it I had eaten the entire slice. I was still feeling angry and depressed at the instructor. I soon found myself nibbling on a second slice of the bread. Tigress asked how much I had eaten. I said I was on my second slice. I found I had only one bite of that second slice left and I ate it. Tigress said I was only supposed to have half a slice. I said that wasn't enough. She took the bag and looked in at the bread. About that time the medication of the bread started hitting me. I felt really good. I felt like I was flying. I felt great. I wanted to hug the next person I saw… I hugged Tigress. I hugged the person in line in front of us when we checked out with Tigress' stuff. I hugged the cashier. The cashier only seemed mildly surprised. She asked Tigress if I had gotten a loaf of Loaf. Tigress said yes.

The cashier said that Loaf is a potent drug, and it seems people always like to go overboard on it, at least when they take their first dose. Now her calling Loaf a drug didn't sound weird at all… I told Tigress I wanted a loaf of kitty love next. Now that would be an awesome drug! Tigress looked at me strangely. The cashier said I would be coming down in a while. She said fortunately there wouldn't be a really serious crash, although I would certainly be wanting some extra sleep tonight. I told the cashier I had shared a dream with Loaf… she looked at me weird. She said the hallucinations had started, and she told Tigress to make sure I stayed somewhere safe. I said no, I had dreamed with Loaf… then someone had wanted a slice of Loaf but it had turned into a blog instead with… um… music on it. Music and magazines. That's it. And then there's the bread that grows on a tree… Tigress was leading me out of Albertsons when everything faded and I woke.

★★★★★


HH flashes

first I see my hand in the darkness but it fades.... Then I'm in some weird restaurant. I walk around abit and try to bring my senses fully in the dream. A strange woman with a humongous square head jumps into my field of vision and smiles at me. She looks so bizarre I lose the dream. then I have another flash of my hand it has eleven fingers!!!
Mzzck

I am with Mzzck in some weird dungeon made of Drywall. Each wall is a floor and we are jumping from one wall or floor to the next. it's like a puzzle we are figuring out. the entire dream was a shade of black.

False awakening

I wake up in my room. Everywhere there are digital clocks... on the door, on the wall. on my computer table, Even all over my bed. I can't read any of them... I leave the room and go to the washroom or something..

Then I woke up in real life and did the same thing, minus the strange clocks.

Flying

I'm in some weird place with ancient buildings with Asuka. She tells me to do an RC. I jump and flap my arms, flying a bit, but it never occurs to me that it's a dream.

Field

This was a long dream but I have forgotten most of it. All I can remember is flying with Asuka and singing. while we did this we were flying over a cornfield at night time.

Another crappy junior high reunion.

I'm in my old junior high again. I find some stairs and jump down them. I run through hallways and fly everywhere. Eventually I come into a classroom filled with students. I see corey there with a radio flier. I'm like "hey what's up man."

He says. "I don't know why I keep going to these crappy reunions... they are getting lame." he says and kicks the radio flier across the room.

"yeah these are pretty dumb aren't they, They usually happen to me in dreams but i'd never actually think i'd go to one."

"well I barely remember any dreams so I'm not likely to remember this one... By the way I don't know about that dream stuff man... I mean you really contacted aliens?" he asks.

"Well, yeah, so far I haven't really met many from another planet... that i know of. bu,t they are definitely foreign. And they are more involved in our lives a lot more than you'd even realize. Anyway let's blow this Popsicle stand."

"Sure man... Get on" C grabs the radio flier, which now has a bike in front of it. I turn into a kid and get on the red wagon. C start's pedaling away with me along behind him. He's way ahead of the flier but it is connected by an almost invisible tentacle which stretches for many ft. I tell him to dodge one hallway and go through a secret passage which leads directly out of the school.

"I mean who's to say that All Aliens, are in flying saucers or ships?" I continue. " Some aliens are most certainly extra dimensional, and merely project themselves into our world with their thoughts." I tell him to hang a right and we exit the school out of a high window. I see my old street on didsbury, but it's also downtown. he keeps going and I keep talking. "if, they can do that, they can certainly project themselves into our dreams. Since most dreaming substance is light, and our physical world is heavy... it would actually be much easier for them to communicate with us that way."

"yeah... uh... where to now man?" He asks.

"uh, you like japan right? you should meet my dream wife Asuka. hold on i'll open a portal." I open a portal and we both fly through. Now we are walking in a school field 10 Asukas run by us while we are walking, they are all in grey track uniforms and kicking around a soccer ball around but, it don't really register in my mind. "crap." I say, "were back at the damn school. Let's try again." I shoot an astral tentacle out of my hand and grab the bike and the radio flier. We get on, and continue.

"anyway," I start again. " some people Say that aliens are walking around us all the time in the waking world. but they vibrate at a frequency that we can't see... Actually we know how to see them but we've trained our eyes to only look" I focus harder on opening a portal to Asuka.

"interesting." he says. "I'll try to see them now. haha" suddenly a grey disk materializes out of nowhere. C forgets me and flies up off his bike. Me and the flier crash through the portal ahead.

I'm standing on one of the ancient buildings from a previous dream. I see banana there standing on the edge of the building. He is looking below, at a crowd of people. "hey moSh," he says. "this is just too high up... I just want to be there with all them girls. I mean look!" I focus my eyes a bit more, and see that there are over a hundred asian girls walking around down below. I look at banana, but he's not banana.... it's Corey again? WTF?

"what'" I asked. "you're also here?"

"yeah, I followed you... that UFO was just a fake..." He continued looking down. He seemed depressed about it.
"how... are we gonna get down there?"

I look down. it's only 30 ft. I must have felt it was a dream or something. "easy... we jump down." I ran right to the edgebut C stopped me with his arm.

"woah. don't do that... you'll die" he insisted.

"come on man... just try." I grabbed his arm and pulled him off the edge with me. we only floated down. Now we were down with the group of what seemed to be over a hundred asukas. They were walking around and smiling, and talking to one another... their conversation reminded me of what you hear on the streets of GTA: San Andreas. Me and C went through the crowd... we were definitely confused. We both watched as one Asuka bumped into another, who was near the edge of another high wall, which was over a hundred ft up. The clumsy Asuka bowed and said "Sumi masen deshita" at the asuka who was bumped... but it was too late, she fell over the edge. All the other Asukas gasped and watched as one of them fell down a long way. She smashed her head on the edge of a stone window ledge. Her head split open and her brains got splattered everywhere and fell with the asuka body. Half of the Asuka's screamed in terror, while the other half chuckled.

"this is definitely too high up." C said as he fainted slightly at the sight and threw up. The other Asukas vanished, but there was one left behind.

"I'm so sorry." Asuka said. "I was trying to help you remember me like you had asked... but i made a mess of it.... I didn't mean to scare your friend." After C threw up he vanished. he had woken up.

other notes (will finish later)

-kindergarten jail
- after jail at home
- Asuka gets captured, i resue her but I get caught.
- back in court with 2 asukas?