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09.06.2010

Simulated Dream World. (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wake up at 3oClock, not sure why. However, I had planned to force myself to stay awake for a while and instead of going back to sleep, I flicked the T.V on and endured 15 minutes of Takeshi Castle, before sleeping again.

The earliest memories of my dream are of me arriving to this large building, the rest of my school year are also hear, apparently it's a school trip. The building is huge, one of those buisnessy buildings that try and look friendly, this one has a large fountain outside and looks very new and clean. As I walk through the double doors into a lobby, it occurs to me that we are all here to take part in an online poker tournement. (Probably because I was watching poker a lot the day prior.) So I go to a desk with a woman behind it and she ushers everyone into another room. The room is full of computers, everyone takes a seat and logs in.

At this stage something changes, I forget about poker and enter a simulated world (I also watched the Matrix trilogy recently, T.V should have less impact on me.) There is a gap in my memory in the dream, I vaguely remember walking down a street, there were skyscrapers and lots of people, I recall being impressed that so many people could be simulated. -The gap occurs here, what is significant is that durin this gap I realise on some level, that this is a dream-

In spite of this knowledge I am not thinking rationally, my mind somehow reasoned that despite me being in a dream, because I am in a simulated world, I have no control over it. So I continue as before, but now there is that realization in the back of my mind. I meet with a girl, she is strikingly beautiful. We walk for a while around the city, I forget most of the dialogue, but I remember two things, the first she told me her name, which I now have forgotten, but think I may recall soon, I did remember when I woke up. Secondly a patch of dialogue I remember immaculately. With the belief I was about to deliver some truely ground breaking information, I tell her "This whole world isn't real, the people, everything is simulated", to this she simply replies "I know." This confused me, I think I concluded that she two must be a real person logged into this simulation, the dialogue between us continues for a while. Finally our walk ends and we kiss, she leaves but we plan to meet again.

In this gap my mind briefly skips back to the idea that this is a dream, however I find this information confusing. I perform a reality check, my hands appear strange but I conclude that they are not distorted but rather simulated. Unable to reach a conclusion my mind thinks of my friend Steve, because we often talk about lucid dreams, I believed that he would be able to explain the situation to me. Then I also remembered that I wanted to attempt to cross into his dreams, to see if there is any evidence for shared dreams, of which I am very skeptical. Despite the fact this was a dream, my mind was still caught up on the simulation theory, so I concluded that I would not be able to open a link between the two dreams. Conversely, I decided it would be possible to leave the simulation and get Steve from the room we were all in at the start of the dream.

Surprisingly I find the room how I remembered it, which is unusual in my dreams, leading me even more to believe that this may actually not be a dream. Finding Steve at a computer, we talk briefly and then I am back within the simulated world, also how I remember it, but now we are both here.

Steve is undecided, but we soon forget about that and I become pre-occupied in showing him around, he seems quite excited and I sumarise that it must be him. I introduce him to the girl (It's really agrivating her name was long, it had an extra syllable at the end like isa, or isy or a, or something.) Anyway we are all talking, and my memory for dialogue is atrocious, anyway me and Steve leave a Cafe, which is where the three of us had been conversing and we hear a, "Hey you!" or something to this effect.

We begin running from these two men, dressed in face scarves they appeared more bandit like, than gansta though. We quickly get away by vaulting a wall and scrambling down next to a river, we hide on some rocks under the center of a large bridge. Then further down river, off the road above, we watch as motorcyclists drive straight off the side clearing the majority of the river, landing in the shallows and driving up a bank on the otherside. Three do this, the last does a backflip much like Trinity on the matrix, when she jumps of the motorbike, the difference being he lands back on it. Me and Steve start laughing impressed, but a little perplexed by the behaviour. Then suddenly two more bikes come from under the bridge in the water, I look closer and these are actually water bikes, or jet skis w/e the name is. On them are those two bandit men, and we begin to fight. Quite quickly I find myself withstrained, the other has followed Steve, who has made it to the bank, he grabs a white bag and throws it to me, before getting grabbed by the leg and pulled back into the water. I catch it and hit the bandit holding me with it, on closer inspection, the bag was full of rocks and thorns and proves to be an excellent weapon.

I run over and hit the bandit off Steve, the bandit travels a reasonable distance and it is at this stage I finally realise properly that this is a dream.

We make it back up to the road, I turn to Steve and tell him "I am the one", which is really a bit sad. Anyway, he looks at me sceptically, but I am now convinced. I say, "This is all a simulation, but that's within my dream, I'll prove it". We walk past a dream character on the street, I raise my arm and I say (A little bit sadistically really :S) "Die". For a moment nothing happens, but then she grabs at her throat and falls to the floor, dead. At this stage Steve stops talking, and I question his position in all this, I remember rationalising all this out loud. "Is this a shared dream? We met outside the simulation, but no both parts are a dream, and you were in the building from the start." I stare at Steve for a moment, amazed at how I can create people who resemble there real conterparts so well.

I continue walking now alone, and find myself outside a bar. I look at my hands and say "Clarity" precautionally, because the dream is still going strong. I enter the bar and examine all the faces, I hadn't seen any of them before yet they were all just part of my imagination. Then my eyes come across Clarissa (I remember now, pretty sure that was her name). The pub was split into two rooms, both public, she indicates the other half with a movement of her head and cheeky grin, before walking seductively into the other half. Needless to say, I'm fairly chuffed, and begin to follow. A balding man is entering the room with a plate of food, and I realise how public this room is going to be, I grab him by the shoulder and pull him lightly, I say "Not you." Next thing I realise all the dream characters have dissapeared, I enter the room and Clarissa is their alone, I quitely praise myself for having such a brilliant subconcious. I walk over to her and we begin to kiss and... I typically wake up.
Longest and best lucid I've probably had though. Writing it up doesn't do it justice.

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

Last night was divided into two distinct segments.

The first segment involved me being at the church where we hold my school's closing ceremonies each year. The air was dustier than usual, but the ceiling was high and triangular like it should have been, enclosing the room which was very spacious. The church's walls were wide wooden panels and there were long benches, three in each row, slightly curving around the front stage area, also made of polished wood. There were unrecognizable people, probably students, sitting comfortably in the benches. I was called up to the stage by the principal of my school (who was the only person I could actually recognize).

I got to the stage and walked towards a table, sprinkled with green and orange glitter. It looked pretty bad and cheesy, like a big birthday party table or something. I knew this even in the dream, but I didn't say anything. There were five or six papers laid out on the table, and I picked each of them up. One of them read "Shel Solversten Award", which wasn't a real award. Written below the name of the award was "for having the best signed piece of artwork".

Once I got my awards, I didn't shake hands with the principal as I would do in real life. Instead, I walked right out of the building through an exit to the left of the stage. The steel double doors swung open as I pushed both of them at once, and I found myself on the side of a street. I looked back and there wasn't a church anymore, but a store. It was a brick building painted blue, around the size of a pawn shop, with large glass windows. In the window display there were those pink and white dogs like from Victoria's Secret.

I walked in, the award papers now magically gone from my hand, and went into a fitting room at the back of the store. This "fitting room" was more like a bathroom stall. There were three in a row, all pure white except for the metal hinges that squeaked when I opened the door, and there were inch-wide cracks on either side where the door closed. This made me uncomfortable, so I positioned myself in the stall where no one could look in. After all, there was a bench of people outside (but right in front of) the stalls. I sat in there for a few seconds and looked out the left-hand side of the door. I saw a man sitting on the bench, a few feet away. He was slightly overweight and looked really grubby, almost like a criminal or something. I locked eyes with him and thought, creeper, then moved over so I was hidden once again by the door.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 2:45 AM.

I was walking through Paris. Actually it didn't even look remotely like Paris, but I thought that it was anyway. I was walking through a street up a hill. The street was paved with dark brown stones, there were houses on both sides of the road. I saw something like a church up the hill. While I was walking I had to song "Paris is burning" in my head. I arrived up the hill at some sort of party. I was early, but there were already some people. They were sitting outside with plastic seats and tables. At first I was going to sit beside S., but I decided to side beside P. I asked what his daily occupation was. He had something like a painting company. I was going to ask what he was going to study, but I didn't get around to it, maybe the dream ended.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed around 3:00 AM. I don't recall much, just an image really. I guess I should draw it, but I'm not that good at that, so I'll just describe it.

I was walking through a forest with my parents. It was quite dark. The trees were thick silhouettes. I couldn't make out any details. There was thick white fog hanging above the ground. Through the trees there was a road composed of loose stones. On one stone close to where I was standing was a marking looking like a rainbow, except without color. It marked the path to a temple. That was the way we were going, but I don't think we ever got there. Through the fog I could see something or someone. I could only make out a silhouette.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 3:00 AM

I was standing on a train platform waiting for a train. My mother was with me. After a while two trains arrived on each side of the platform simultaneously. I asked my mother which train we had to take, it was the one on the right. It wasn't a regular train. There was a one meter gap between the train and the platform. You had to get over this gap by holding onto a rail above you. The train itself was smaller than usual. There were no seats inside, instead you had to lie down. It seemed as if the train wasn't riding on rails beneath it, but it was suspended on a single rail above the train.

I'm not sure how I got from the previous part to the next, but I think it's the same dream.

I'm in a canoe on a small lake. My mother is in the same canoe. I don't have a paddle, I left it in the train I think. I use my hands instead. There were areas through which we went in which the water had a faster current, and there were some small waterfalls. These were made by sluices.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed around 3:00 AM

I was a Russian soldier fighting the Germans in the second world war. The battle occurred at my neighbors garage. I had the scoped Russian mosin nagant rifle. I took cover behind a corner and told my comrades to take cover and aim towards the exit of the garage. The exit is a large stretch of road on both sides walled of, so we had a good shot. There were no Germans coming though, instead a large truck stopped near us from which we had no cover. I decided to take the truck head on, and so I took out my submachine gun. I had some trouble with that at first. There was no-one in the truck itself, so that left the cart behind it. I dropped a sort of grenade in it. (Really it was a round magazine drum that shot bullets in all directions when it went off.)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 3:00 AM, I woke up at 10:45.

I was walking with B. I think on a sidewalk somewhere. We were walking towards a parking lot. He was talking about his two other brothers. One had a successful life, the other was too materialistic according to him. The term he used was "supercharged". We got into his a car, a big silver BMW. I had a backpack with me, so I took that off when I got into the car. After we had driven around for a while, we were going somewhere, maybe a concert, I opened and closed my window because the sun was annoying. It didn't help. At some point I think about reality checking and that I haven't done that the entire time, even though I was doing something I don't normally do. I was stupid enough to still not do a reality check, because I was fairly certain I was awake.

At some point we take an exit and make a sharp turn. Somehow I get out of the car because of this and we get separated. We can't get back together easily either, because, according to the new, the road was closed. Somehow we now both have a car, which is a problem, because I don't have my driver's license. After a while I wonder why he hasn't called me yet. I decide to call him instead, but I don't succeed, instead I see the music player on the screen of my phone.

I walk towards an isolated parking lot. There are two or three cars there. One of time is ours. Two men approach, one of them is wearing a green shirt. They are going to steel a car. At first I though they were going to steal our car, but instead they turn toward a black car parked beside it. As they approach the car, they drop a green floppy disk. I asked them about that, but they don't answer my question. The guy in green has a knife and a gun. I ask one more time about the disk, but the guy threatens my with the gun and knife, so I walk away.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 1:45 AM, the following are three dreams which are more interesting together than apart.

I was in D. riding my bike. After a while I went through a tunnel. I continued on foot. At some point I encounter a large group of flightless birds. I think it were turkeys.

In the course of the night I assume I have a dream in which I write down notes on the tunnel dream.

In another dream I'm a bit frustrated that I didn't write down any notes on my dream. Then I recall that I did in fact write down some notes. I wrote down my notes on DV, where I read them. (Normally I write down notes on paper.)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to sleep at 1:00 AM, I woke up from the following dream at 9:00 AM

I was standing in the assembly hall of our school. I was holding a stand up comedy show. I had a sidekick, I think it was an animal, maybe an insect. He was making all the jokes, I didn't talk at all. After a while I looked at the clock twice. It changed when I looked away. It was an analog clock, not digital. I realized I was dreaming and did a nose pinch reality check to make sure. I could breathe. I thought about my goal to be more aware in my dream. I listened to the sounds and I felt the texture of a pole. I was more aware than during most of my lucid dreams, but not as aware as in waking life. There was a pile of coca cola bottles. I took one. Later I threw it away again when I saw a vending machine with ice tea. R. was standing by it. I pressed the rather large button a couple of times A 1 liter carton of non carbonated ice tea came out, I was hoping for the carbonated stuff, but I took it anyway. I went through a door and came in a store of sorts. I walked around a bit and I came to a department for sex toys. While I was there I wondered whether or not I should write this in my dream journal and publish it, well here it is. I continued through the store and entered a dark corridor. Deprived of any stimuli, the dream started to fade.

I managed to stay in the dream however by spinning. I was in a room with a bed. The dream wasn't very stable. The room changed from a realistic view to a computer animated view a couple of times. The dream was a bit more stable now and I looked at myself in the mirror. I saw a naked female. I'm male by the way. I exited the room and found myself in a corridor. I wanted to find my dreamguide. To my right I saw a open door leading to a stretch of grass. I went through the door, it was raining. I was still naked and I felt the rain on my body.

I wake up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 2:00, again I slept in my brothers room.

Exams

I was standing outside the physics classroom of our school. W., a teacher, was standing inside. I entered. V., another teacher was sitting inside as well. She was sitting on the right side of the room behind a desk with exams on them. I took place on the left side of the room. There were other students in the room as well. We were given marks of test exams. J., a student, was given a minus 2,3 for mathematics bij T. (normally the scale goes from 1 to 10, with 10 being the highest.) J. laughed about it. T., the math teacher, was stating how bad your math skill is, by giving an example of an assignment about a sign on a train platform.

Looking for a piece of paper

I was dreaming I was in my brothers room. I was looking for a piece of paper to write down my dreams on. (I took two pieces of paper with to write down some notes on my dreams in real life.) I couldn't find any empty ones, only pieces of paper that were already written on by my brother.

School party

I was standing at the school party I had two weeks ago in real life. I was thinking about getting a beer, but it was past midnight, so apparently that stopped serving alcohol passed that time. I considered getting a glass of water instead.
Later I was doing the dishes with some other people.

Dinner

I was standing on a square close to where I live. I wanted to leave, but I didn't know if I had to pay for the dinner I just had, or if the school payed for it. Some other people had already left, others were still with me. At some point I was asked by P. what I was doing. I told him why I was standing there. P. was a good friend of mine once, but we haven't talked or seen eachother in 5 years. I found it weird to just answer his question without greeting properly.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to sleep at 2:00 AM. I slept in my brothers room instead of my own. My recall wasn't very good.

I was in a large not very well lit room. There were rows of seats, the rows increased in height. There was an iron cage over the entire thing. Angelina Merkel was speaking in front of the people seated. Balkenende, the Dutch prime minister, was seated on the top row to my left. I was sitting on some sort of box in the middle with some of my friends. To my back was a hallway. S., one of my friends, was sitting next to me and against me.
I left through the hallway. I was in a hotel looking for my room. The walls of the hotel were white, the floor was red. I had to go to the right floor, so I climbed some stairs. I entered my room which I shared with J. and some other people. I noticed that there was wine spilled on my bed. I think J. did it, I wanted to trade sheets with him, but he didn't comply.

A different dream:

I dreamed about my exams. Apparently there was one more subject, but I didn't know about it before so I didn't study it, which got me a bit worried. The subject was signal processing, normally it's a part of physics.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 3:00 AM, I haven't been able to recall an entire dream, just bits and pieces:

I've been playing a lot of Fallout 2 and 3 lately, I dreamt about that. It had something to do with water.

I was sitting in the living room, my cousin and her exboyfriend were over. It wasn't her exboyfriend yet or anymore. They were here for about an hour. At the end my other cousin and her boyfriend came over as well.

I dreamt about some guy in a mountainbike race. There was a newsreader reporting about him. Later the news continued about the US being at war with the taliban I think in Sudan. I thought about what would happen if the US were defeated by the taliban.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to bed at 1:00, woke up at 9:45 to recall the following dream:

I was at a small castle which I and some other people had to defend. We were outside the castle grounds, which we couldn't enter because there was a wall around it. I looked at the towers with those weather vanes on top. They were pointing towards the enemy. Outside the wall of the castle were small buildings through which we walked. We sneaked up on the enemy. We were standing at a corner, with the enemy on the other side. We charged the group of about six soldiers. I went for the back of the group. It wasn't a battle to the death, more like a game. We had fake weapons. I hit some enemy and took some hits myself. After a while, when I had taken enough hits, I played death, because it was a game.

There's a gap in my memory here, I don't know how I got to the next part. Maybe it was a different dream altogether.

I had ice hockey training inside my living room, I never play ice hockey by the way. Apparently I was going to be the second best ice hockey player in the world, and this was some kind of flashback. There was ice on the floor. I had a hard time skating. My left knee was on the ice for a while, while I skated with my right foot. We were wearing orange-black ice hockey outfits. The training ended and I sat down on the couch. The coach tells me to take more hits, referring to the castle battle.

There's another memory gap here.

I was sitting behind my computer. I was starting up a game of the castle battle the beginning of the dream. I remember to write down notes from my dream. The game was in a menu, so I didn't have to pause it. I took a paper and a pencil from my desk and wrote down notes on my dream. I wrote about the orange-black ice hockey outfits. Despite the game being in a menu, it continues anyway. I saw some kind of scene from God of War. I wondered if my computer could run that game. Kratos was standing on a bridge, looking over some buildings. Somehow I thought that I drew the scene on my computer. I wondered how I could've drawn that so fast. This made me do a nose-pinch reality check. I could breath and became lucid.

I still wasn't convince however. I looked around the living room and kitchen, but I couldn't find anything out of the ordinary. I did another nose-pinch and I could still breath. This made me more certain. I walked a bit around the living room thinking about my goals and what I should go do.

I edited this part out, to preserve my privacy. If you knew what it was about, you'd understand. I'll try to not do it too often.

Lucidity gradually slips. I go downstairs, through the front door. As I walk through the garden I come across a football team. I greet all the players, who greet back. I go to the left and to my left are a bunch of tuned cars, with their owners close by. I touched the spoiler of one car , the owner makes a comment on this, I apologize. I continue walking down the street. There's a motorcade going on. I had to avoid a bunch of cars coming at me. I moved a bit to the left. There's a big crowd. I move further down the road, which makes a turn to the right. There's lots of confetti and smoke. There's a commentator saying that V., a teacher from my school who past a way a year ago, got a bunch of confetti over him. There's a strong wind blowing. I use it to jump up a 2 meter high wall. I look over it. Then S. tosses me, which makes me go even higher. I come back to the ground after a little while.

I wake up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to sleep at 0:35 and was woken up by my alarm at 7:00 to recall this dream:

I was controlling a small ship at sea at night. Beside my was another ship of the same kind. We both had some kind of energy canons. We had to protect a small ship that didn't have any weapons of its own. To the left and to the right of this ship was a battlecruiser. I sailed to the back of the fleet to protect the rear. We also had a submarine in the water, but the properly trained captain wasn't on duty. At the back of the fleet to the left was an enemy submarine. Only our submarine engaged it. It fired a torpedo, but it missed. After this the captain of our submarine had a conversation with a news presenter. He said something like: try to hit the submarine and don't get hit yourself. Somewhere at this point my perspective changes from my ship to the submarine. I was a lot more nervous on my ship, than now on the submarine. The enemy submarine is now only several meters below our sub. We fire another torpedo, but it misses again.

I was at school with my friends when suddenly the dream changed. Michele pushed me down and was about to try to rape me, but I kicked him in the balls and yelled "what the hell are you doing". He seemed to calm down a bit, so I got up and was going to fight him. Even though he could easily outfight me IRL, here he ran away.

Suddenly the dream changed and I was in a hotel. It was supposedly 50000 (that's not a typo, it really says 50000) stories high. I was in the lobby, which bordered right on the ocean for some inexplicable reason. Suddenly, I saw an enormous (>300 feet) whale pass by, and marveled at its size to Michele, who was back and suddenly not a rapist. All of a sudden, though, I saw a multi-mile-high wave coming at me from a distance. I ran to the elevators, but it was too late. I was caught in the wave and swept to a terrace of some sort on the 589th floor, which was underwater. I swam to an elevator and went to the 43829th (really, I remember the exact number) floor, which was not underwater. There I rendezvoused with Michele, and we were discussing how to escape when I suddenly became lucid. I decided that I didn't want to stay in this nightmare, and woke myself up. It was an FA, but I woke up for real a second later.