Serenity's Silver Millennium

September 27, 2010



To be fair, though... I only had 3 hours of sleep.

Anyways, for the lack of a better post, I will post this lovely end bit of a song from the Beatles Love album... This one is a transition between Eleanor Rigby and I am the Walrus. The transition song is "Julia," one of my absolute most favourite songs ever (and one I have listened to many times before WILDing or just when trying to relax).

Anyways, when I heard this version, with a ghostly overlay of quiet "chattering" and other random sound effects totally reminds me of what my audio hallucinations are like (especially when on G/C). Enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OOqqBWie58M#t=2m28s

September 26, 2010

Just some fragments, today... Slept between 9am-4pm

Theatre fragment
I was with mum at a show. We both had iPods with us. I was listening to something with mine, on headphones, but for some reason, I kept trying to play something on hers, out loud. This guy in front of us was getting upset, and I got pissed off at him for touching mum's iPod.

Work Glee Club fragment
Walking through my current work site, I see this old radio classmate is there with a group of people. They are in the glee club for work, and I'm silently jealous, because I want to be in it, but because I'm a contracted security guard, I can't.

Downtown fragment
I'm downtown, on a street corner. I see my reflection in a shop window and notice my shirt is on inside out. I had a "sudden snap of awareness" but I ignored all the tell-tale signs to get lucid, because I was lost in thought with something.

Picture of a lake fragment
Staring at a blue-green mountain lake (surrounded by red rocks). The water was so clear, you could see to the bottom. At first, I thought I was looking at Warcraft graphics, but then realized it was real.

More Beatles...

September 25, 2010

Asleep by 1:30-ish

Fly on the wall
I was watching the Beatles create harmonies to a new song (circa 1964-ish, judging by their looks). Paul was at the piano, John was writing everything down. They would each add their voice in single-y, then try it together.

Then, I was looking through Paul's eyes, and reading sheet music while we were recording the song.

WBTB at 5:30 (natural wake-up). Tried to WILD, but failed (I need to stop lying on my side, it's too comfy). 7am, alarm rang. Back to bed.

This part of the morning was long, as I didn't do any note-taking, I just needed to sleep (night shift tonight).

McDonalds
I was working at McDonalds. The store was in chaos, but I was quite calm. I started cleaning meat trays, prepping them for the lunch rush. I barely got through one, when apparently, orders had already been taken, now I'm the one behind.

I tried my best to catch up, but I had to wait for fries to cook, because apparently, those all fell on my shoulders, too. I started catching up, though, by keeping my cool. However, before the dream ended, I was serving out cold food It's only McDonalds, though, so I didn't really feel too bad.

McDonalds/Beatles fragment
Dream chain. Ringo was working the till. I asked him if I could have small fries and drink with my meal. Paul was in the back making food.

Evil book fragment
Dream chain. It started out from the McDonalds. These people were being haunted by this evil book they had discovered. I think it was a book on black magic (thanks Walms). I offered to replace the book where they found it.

I was in this stuffy and pitch black cave. I placed the book into this large crevice in the wall, and was pulling on a cord. This closed a rock wall to seal in the book, but it was like closing a window shade. I was very uneasy about being in the pitch darkness with an evil book, but nothing happened.

September 24, 2010

Asleep by 1:30-ish

Expeditions
I was at this camp of Na'vi like people, and also with two other humans (DC's). There was an inner camp surrounded by an outer camp that was filled with water. The colours were amazing. A beautiful blue for the water, and the oranges and pink one would normally find at sunset filled the entire landscape. We didn't have too much to do with the Na'vi, other than they were tolerant enough of us to stay with them. But specifically, they were more tolerant, and even somewhat helpful towards me than my companions. I wondered why, and false memory reminded me that when I slept, in the water, a light tendril connected itself to the back of my head (at the base of my head and neck) and had done something. But it meant that I was "chosen."

We needed food, so it was decided I would go out and get us some fish from the pre-camp. I was looking for blue-scaled fish. However, the water also housed pink-scaled fish, which tried to attack aggressively when I went into the water. I waded in and out a few times, then the scene dissolved.

My companions and I are facing off with this crow. We're in a desert. We edged closer to it, and it didn't fly away or back off. In fact, it's eyes had a look of daring, like, "One step closer and I'll attack you!"

One of my companions informed me that in the desert, the crows are more desperate for food, and thus are a lot more bold than the city crows we're used to. Our group split up (I vaguely recall hearing that mu was in the other group). There were two paths to take: a top path and a bottom path. Mu's group took the bottom half, and mine took the top. We were in a mine shaft, jumped into a mine car, and rode it like a rollercoaster!

Short WBTB at 6am. Long enough for washroom; sat on the couch reviewing some goals and starting up my MILD mantra to bring back to bed with me ("This is a dream," followed with a visual of hand-checking). Back to bed.

Post office/Dispatch - Lucid - 4/5
I start off working in an office. My replacement comes in to take over the Dispatch part of the job so I'm free to do the post office side. I'm feeling guilty though, because I've been slacking off, and hadn't done the check ins for the last two hours, and he will hear them (IRL, the check ins are on voice mail, and it holds up to 20 messages, so he'd hear the 8pm's, 7pm's, 6pm's etc, and however far back until that 20 is reached. If I was on the ball and doing them, I would delete them as I listened to each check in message). I hung around the office, in the back, and tried to phone the check in line and delete the 6 and 7pm messages before he could get through the 8pm ones... He saw me hanging around, though, and got suspicious AND upset that I hadn't moved onto my next job. I was stuck.

I remember sitting at a desk, and date-stamping things... I was getting a lot of excess ink on my stamp, and started writing with my stamp on the bottom of parcel waybills and documents.

My boss finds me, and he seems edgy and upset. However he needs to show me and my co-worker some new procedures (I guess we were the senior staff). He and my co-worker are slightly ahead of me, and as I get up from my desk, I realize I'm topless. Feeling a bit awkward, but trying to be nonchalant ("It's normal, walking around work without a top on, duh!") I follow them. Then it clicks in my head, "Waiiiiiit a moment! I'm topless at a job? Good chance I'm dreaming." I stop and consider the situation. "Really? Wow, yes, really!" And I'm finally fully conscious too. But I decide to follow the scene, instead of forcing control.

We go into the office and my boss gives me this weird look (I'm still covering my chest), but continues on with his spiel. He's using funnels and pouring liquid from one funnel to another. His explanation makes no sense to me. I look at the window, and I consider going through it. He notices me looking at the window, and pulls the blind, which makes me giggle, inwardly.

Suddenly, we're in a cab. I'm still topless, and I decided not to fix it, cos it's reminding me that I'm dreaming. We're driving through a neighbourhood and I figure this is a good place to be let off to accomplish my goal of summoning Quinn (I got this idea from Akono to pretend that Quinn will show up at the front door, since I'm having troubles summoning him). However, the cabby ignores my desire to get out, and we keep driving. We reach the end of the road, and turn around, only the cab leaves without me. "There's still houses around, I can work with this," I said. Any will do. I find this one house and approach the front door. The house morphs as I approach it, though, and it's now on stilts. As I reach the door, I realize there's snow on the ground, and I'm wearing a hoodie and my winter jacket ("Thanks, dream."). I open the door and the house is merely a tree house. "This won't work," I thought to myself.

I turned around and tried to find another house. I'm walking across a snowy field and I approach a swing set. There's only one swing, and a girl with bright lime green pants is happily swinging away. There's a line up of kids behind her, waiting their turns. The dream dissolves. I tried to chain back in, however, it was gone.

I mantra'd again, and I could feel myself getting swirly and being pulled away from consciousness a few times, but losing it and snapping back a few times. I eased up on the mantra and lost consciousness at some point.

The odd swimming pool
I remember first, working at some retail type job. I was getting along really well with this girl who kind of looked familiar. Then, I learned that she and I used to work together at Linen's n Things. She told me the staff there had a nickname for me when I left. They called me "The weak one." This really depressed me, because I was honestly miserable when I worked there, and left the job because of it. I remember rummaging through drawers, looking for something, but all I could find were hairbands, elastics and other hair accessories.

Scene change and I was in my backyard (of an old house, or maybe a non-existent one, I don't really remember). I see a swimming pool that was no more than 3 feet in diameter, covered with a tarp. I pushed on the tarp to see if it would hold, so I could lie on it like a water-bed. It gave way from the sides, and water leaked onto the top. This won't do.

I was suddenly surprised by the arrival of this short-haired girl. She spoke in a deadpan voice. I can't quite remember what she said, but I didn't fully trust her sanity, and here I am, standing next to a swimming pool with her. Suddenly, three girls jump into the pool and everyone's laughing and cheerful and happy. They ask me to join, and I'm suddenly in a bathing suit, so I do.

Somewhere in here, I had a false awakening. I even remembered to pinch my nose too, and couldn't breathe. I looked at my watch and it said 10:10. My alarm was set for 10:30, so I drifted, while waiting for it to go off.

The school battleground
There were two teams of about 15-20 people, and we were stationing ourselves around the school trying to capture bases. I found one "base" (a classroom) completely deserted, so I crept into it and hid behind some desks. I see three guys from the other team enter the room and they see me. Suddenly, it seems like the whole class piles into the base, and they decide not to "kill" me (via rock, paper, scissors battle). The teacher/leader of this group declares mid-game victory, because they currently hold all the bases. He tells me to get out of here (and calls me a "snot," too! :sob: ). I get a head start and then his team will hunt me down. I was resourceful, though, and got away by running down this circular staircase and swinging myself around the corners. I found my group and I told them their plan. They are leaving about 3 people behind at each base, and doing a zerg with the majority of their group (anyone familiar with Warcraft's Eye of the Storm battleground may recognize this). We agree to attempt the same strategy and the dream ends.

Woke up again, nose pinch, can't breathe. I was surprised at the length of the dream for only having 20 minutes, and checked my watch. 9:52?? I nose pinched again. Awake.

September 23, 2010

Asleep by 2am?

Beatles fragment
I recall there being some Beatles-related dream, but had a lot of difficulties with recall at the WBTB today. I recalled the dream fully when I woke up, and when I got out of bed to record it, it was already gone

WBTB at 5am.
Took two green tea extract caps, but have since found out my Co-op stuff has a very weak amount of EGCG in it Set my alarm for 6:40am and settled in for a WILD. Fell asleep at some point.

Pets fighting
Mum had a large white parrot and a tiny black budgie in a rabbit cage together. The budgie was doing it's best to piss off the parrot, by pulling on his wings and such. The parrot started trying to harm the budgie by pressing him into the wall of the cage with his beak. Mum got worried, so she held the parrot off while I got the budgie out of the cage.

I noticed mum had tied some string around the budgie's wings to prevent him from flying off, but I still held him protectively. I remember her saying his breed was called an anteater, because he's all black.

False awakening happened between these two dreams. It may have even been real, but I just remember waking up, and attempting to redo the WILD.

Music class
I was attending a music class with a kid. The teacher wrote a staff on the board with some sharp signs. She wrote some notes to a classical piece (she even called it "boring classical piece" or something like that) and told us we could figure out which notes came next By looking back and seeing which notes have been changed already, like a pattern. Not being very good at patterns, I racked my brain trying to see which note would be changed. I thought I had it, but the dream dissolved before I could hear the answer.

After this dream (ended via alarm), I thought that perhaps I hadn't woken up at all. It didn't feel like I had.

Back in bed...

Work dream
I was at this basement of a warehouse. I was with a co-worker, and she was taking off for food, but said she'd be back. Only, she never did come back. I had a lot of extra duties, since I was trying to run Dispatch from this new place I'd never been before.

I'm talking with this new field supervisor on the phone. We listen to some messages, and he hears that one of his mobile drivers scheduled to work tonight, left a message saying he can't work mobile anymore (just a few hours before his shift was supposed to start). This upset me. It' completely unfair of staff to do that (it's happened before IRL!). This guy hasn't outright quit, he just wants off mobile, but tell him to suck it up for another night. He's still responsible for this shift! We started reviewing a list of people on his team currently, who (in my opinion) were trustworthy staff, and who have been fickle.

I'm out at a family gathering with Jack and some family of his (all DC's). There's a girl who's never been there before, and says something about ghosts, and we all take in a breath, because the kitchen, in particular, has seen some haunted activity in seances past. I say we should try the ouija, but it needs to be fast, since I leave in 10 minutes. I'm throwing something in the trash, and my arm seizes up and feels like it is stuck to the cabinet door. I manage to break away from the paralysis, and I remain silent about what happened. However, when no one is looking, I check to see if the door was sticky (it wasn't) and tried to mimic the same arm motion to induce the paralysis again (I couldn't).

Back at work, I'm talking with someone in HR. She's praising me because the work I do at Dispatch has made her job so much easier. I'm outwardly very humble, but inwardly, I know that I've been rocking my site. She mentions needing to send me back up to the hangar in Airdrie again (the place I started out my dream). I tell her I'm not the best choice, because I don't have a vehicle. I look at the schedules and see that the Field Supervisor shift has been extended, but it falls an hour short of the start of my shift. The HR-lady tells me to give it a shot and ask him to drive me, anyways. It's the new F/S (his name appears as "Isk" on the schedule, but I call him Isaac), so I'm not sure that I can appeal to him, since we don't really know each other yet.

September 22, 2010

G/C night. 4/200 taken with a liquid shot of L-theanine, 200mg. Also followed by a small stick of marble cheese because I always need to eat food with pills. The shot was really gross, btw Melatonin taken 1-hour before bed.

Pre-WBTB

Excited fragments - Lucid - 4/5
I was having random burst of images and general excitement at the impending G/C. I don't remember much about this other than it being so awesome to watch that I wondered even needing the G/C tonight.

Interrupted by Jack coming to bed. I did my best not to check the time, but he was restless and keeping me up. I wondered if he'd still be awake by 3:30? Tried to let it go, and he finally settled down.

Odd mish-mash - Partial Lucid - 1/5
Starts out in this psych house. It’s literally a psych house. There are psychologists roaming around booking hour long appointments with patients who are all milling around waiting. I think I must be scheduling them, and one of the doctors gets frustrated with me, because I keep getting his name wrong.

The Beatles (younger, yay!) just kind of appear out of nowhere. Shit happens. Some of it was random, like Paul and I writing notes to each other... and I summoned one of Jack's cousins. Some of it didn't really turn out how I wanted it too... >.>

We rejoin the rest of the guys. “It’s time to leave,” I announce.

“We just got here!” George protests.

We’re outside and I ask George if they want to explore around the house, as it looks a little…ramshackle!

We went around to the back, and it gets fuzzy. Dream changes at some point, and the guys are gone. I lose lucidity getting whirled into a new scene.

I'm now at a children’s party, and some MM members are there, too. We have this pretty awesome bear costume that takes a lot of maneuvering to get in and out of. I get in it and test out some movements. You can even wiggle your own toes, and it wiggles the bear toes! I go to a circle of kids. They’re totally delighted, and I say, “Are you not scared?”

“No!!”

“Well, maybe I haven’t ROARED enough!!” I didn’t really want to scare them though, cos they were kind of young, so I found this kid who was the spitting image of my oldest nephew (when he was still a toddler) and roared into his tummy and tickled him.

I passed off the suit to Snowy. The party was dissolving into another scene, as I hear mental recount Snowy arriving late to the party (he was humoured by it). She came in the rain and demanded clean clothes. And was given a bear costume.

In the new scene, I notice Joe is now living with mum, Jack and I. He’s finally come out of his room (false memories told me he’d been hiding away) to socialize. I remember him removing a personal journal from an end table so no one could read it.

I also recall hearing mental telling us something about how Joe is doing really well in spite of the schizophrenia (he does have it), and that we should praise and not judge him.

WBTB from 3:30-4:30am. Popped the G/C and L-theanine now...

Ended up popping a 0.5mg melatonin at 5am cos I was feeling sleepy or relaxed at all... :Oo:

Umm... so that was uneventful...

I settled in for a WILD... vibrations, came and I was feeling kind of swirly and pleasant... Then, I decided to WILD from my side, cos that's how it worked last time. I passed in and out of sleep with nothing exciting happening. No music, no string of FA's... just me and some scenes I can't recall now. I was feeling too hot, so I pushed off my blankets. More sleep. Woke up at some point really cold, brought the blankets back... Over all, just really sucked.

Battleground
I was in a war, as a foot soldier. Things were exploding around me everywhere, the ground was shaking, and all that. Then, I was looking from the eyes of a villager the soldiers were trying to save. They were running in to get us, only, they would reach a certain point, expand abnormally large and then collapse and die.

Cutlery fragment
Sorting out spoons, knives and forks for washing. Hurrah! Also, from this scene, is attached this feeling of borrowing something. Like I was borrowing the house from someone, or a vehicle, or something...

September 21, 2010

Long night, decided to skip the WBTB. So as a result, I really only remember things in fragments...

Dreamed these between 12a-5a

Knee Clinic
Jack and I driving to a knee clinic near the train station. This clinic did all sorts of odd surgeries. I also remember having to go in, myself, for my gallbladder (which was removed a year ago). They were going to pump it out somehow without making any incisions?!

Lucid aids
Names kept getting tossed around in casual conversations in my dreams.

Expensive Lunch
I was with a DC at a buffet. They were serving sides you couldn't pick (steamed baby carrots and mashed potatoes), but you could choose your meat. He chose a roast chicken with gravy. It looked really good, but I declined eating there, because I was meeting my parents for lunch (so I said). The guy paid for his food and it was $56

Convenience store guard dogs?
Jack and I went to a convenience store, cos I was really hungry and still hadn't ate. Approaching the store, I see two dogs leashed up outside. They don't seem to like me, and get visibly upset when I try to step closer. They don't mind Jack, though, so he goes to the door. He doesn't see anyone inside, so, he starts pulling the door open very slowly. The owner sees him and pushes the door open, causing this shelving thingy next to the door (outside, still) to fall over, startling me, Jack, and the dogs.

Dreamed between 5am-10am

Swimming pool
I'm a a large indoor pool with mum. I happen to be holding a garden hose, which we're using to fill the pool with water. It's almost full, I'm waiting for the water to reach a certain number on a display. It has to read 29/30 before I'm done (or something like that). All the while, I'm complaining that a garden hose to fill a swimming pool isn't really the best option. I try to come up with other things, like, the hose is spitting more air than water... No avail though. The reading numbers keep changing oddly, and I decide when it hits 28/32, it's good enough. There's two barrels full of liquid now, to pour into the pool (chlorine? A disinfectant of some sort?). The man over-seeing this whole operation asks us to smell them before we dump them in. Mum smells hers, and it's good to go. Mine smells funny, and it's agreed to not use it.

Gym
At a gym with Jack or something. Notes say it, I can't recall it, now.

At school
I'm at my old elementary school in Ottawa. The neighbourhood isn't quite as I remember it, but the school looks the same. I walked across the yard towards the road. I recall to myself that when the buses leave the school, they act much the same as city buses, and they pick people up at stops, and this is where I'm heading... to one of those bus stops (this has no bearing in real life ).

As I'm walking on the sidewalk between the road and the school, this large truck comes around the corner pulling a very long... trailer? Load? I dunno what to call it, but I worried that because it was so long, it was going to cut unsafely into my path. The thingy straightened out perpendicular to me, but it actually was off the road now, and on the sidewalk. I walked alongside it, edging away from it, on the grass (it's moving in an opposite direction to me). I pass by this one bit that looks almost like a clothes rack. I tell myself it holds a magnetic field, and as I walk past it, I can feel my earrings being attracted to the field, but no harm done.

I reached the bus stop across the road. There are parents with their kids. The parents are upset the buses haven't come by, yet.

A Jack Entry
Although he isn't writing this... I am

He dreamed that he was at a past elementary school, with his actual past classmates, only, everyone was present age. They were learning magic at this school. He recalls having to defeat a dragon. on the recall, babe!

September 19, 2010
New dream colour PINK!

Testing Lucidity (but not lucid?)
I was testing something in the dream. I only remember lying on the couch, but I can't recall if whether I thought I was still awake and about to sleep/dream... or whether I knew I was already in a dream, but for some reason needed my couch? I'm leaning towards the former.

Infallible RC is not so infallible
My company for this dream was Elise and Jack and this DC dude who rather liked me. He was trying to build or accomplish something... This detail is a bit fuzzy on me. I remember there being a car he was trying to fix, vaguely. We were in this house, and I spent most of the dream evaluating his actions to determine if I wanted to sleep with him or not.

At one point, I was in another room, and he was yelling at Elise for something. Losing his mind. So, he has anger management issues. That's a negative!

So, we're all standing out by some train tracks. I did a RC, and so did he. Elise wanted to know what that was all about. I explained to her that I do RC's when I become aware again, and then try to maintain my awareness.

Not a bad plan, only... My infallible RC is not so infallible. My back hurt and I felt weighted by gravity... Hmm. IWL, I do more than one RC, but never do in dreams. New plan: more RC’s I guess. Better awareness? More logic questioning? Bah.

Anyways, so we get off the train and I’m in a new dream! I'm a teenager, not myself. I approach this other girl who I guess is my sister, but I don't seem to like her (or her friend) very much. But I walk with them and talk about my friends. We've formed guilds in our school. And one was called distorted... I remember catching that (it’s the name of my old Warcraft guild) and "woke up."

False awakening. I remember waking up disoriented and thinking it's 10:15 in the AM. Almost time to get up anyways, might as well record the dream and start my day... Wait... wasn't I supposed to sleep for a night shift tonight? Woke up for real. Nose pinched. Truly awake this time

Since my recall is back to being quite stable and solid, I'm going to destroy it and venture back into DEILDs for a bit...

September 18, 2010

Asleep by 4am.

The spider
For the majority of this dream, I was just playing the rapid werewolf with some friends from MM. However, after one of the games I won as a wolf, I was presented with a huge black tarantula by someone standing next to me (didn't see who). I think I passed out in the dream, causing me to wake up IRL.

Forced WBTB around 9am (didn't really plan or want to do one, today).

Woke up around 2:50pm after an early morning drugging of zopiclone. It unfortunately affects recall very negatively. I can only say that I'm very aware that I dreamed something else, but can't remember what it might have been.

September 17, 2010
Additional

Asleep by about 2am...

Caught an INRALD, somehow - Lucid - 1/5
I remember tossing and turning in bed, and randomly wondered about whether I was in an INRALD. Not too sure what set me off on that. I just remember thinking, "I could be dreaming this, right now."

I vaguely recall getting out of bed. I can't remember if this was a dream, or RL. Some unconsciousness happened.

Flying - Lucid - 1/5
I remember flying in another short, chaotic dream, which made me lucid. Walms was involved again, somehow. Memory is really blurry.

WBTB at 5:45am. Unintentional. Cold meds wore off. Back to bed by 6:20 (couch actually. Jack's movement was making me nauseous).

Nothing to recall! My night feels like it was backwards. I recalled dreams in the first 3 hours of sleep, and nothing in the last 4 hours... Not even an INRALD to catch. I was void zoning for 4 hours.

Feels like I haven't slept a wink

September 16, 2010

Asleep by 1am. Getting a bad cold, so sleep was a bit of a fallacy last night.

Walms, the puppy!
[Guest house]
Jack and I live in a guest house that is on my parent's property. It has an awesome bathroom. Nice big jet-tub and the sink is a very unique shape. Rectangular and nearly flat. I questioned how it holds water, but it seems to, so...okay...?

[Boardroom meeting]
I joined these other ladies around this boardroom table. They're all celebrities and I recognize them, but I don't know their names and I can't be bothered to look them up. This boardroom was inside the main house, where I was living.

I can't recall what was said, but the chick with the short red hair was upset because she'd said something that offended someone else. It was smoothed over, and we went on to our discussions.

The room very slowly started transforming. It was no longer a boardroom, but a very large bedroom we were lounging around. This is where Walms first appeared. He left the room, and I got a call on my phone. "I need you to meet me downstairs, urgently!" he said.

I excused myself and went downstairs. Walms had shapeshifted into a dog... a very adorable furball poodle (sorry Walms!). He said he had a hot date with another dog down the street :banghead: but his puppy convertible wasn't working... It all just kind of disintegrates from here.

Sorry Walms... my dreams get weird when I'm sick :Oo:

Weird Al fragment
Singing "Achy Breaky Song" to my BF.

September 15, 2010

Not so crazy, last night

Asleep by 12:30-ish.

Murder most foul!
Mostly just watching a dream involving AMC* characters and their current storyline. Someone was murdered and someone else is wrongfully accused. My character (who has no show equivalent - I was myself, sort of) was trying to find the real murderer.

Awake at 3:30am. Well before my alarm, which I had set for 5:00am. I decided since it was a natural wake up, I would do my WBTB now. I did some math questions on the Brain Age game, thought about some goals and such. Decided to MILD when back in bed, but still very tired, recovering from the night before. Passed out.

Banff adventures
[At a restaurant]
Dream starts out with me and others at a snazzy sort of restaurant. I'm eating this selection of meat samples. As in, a new plate of a sample-size of a new dish keeps getting brought to me. I found the last piece rather odd. I can't remember exactly, but someone called it "stuzzy" or the like.

As we're leaving someone asks, "Did you enjoy that last one?"

"Ehhh," I say. "Not really, why."

"Oh good, it was dog," my friend says, nonchalantly.

"WHAT?!"

[Renting a cabin]
Jack and I are in Banff on a trip and we rent a cabin. The scene flips slightly and we find out his whole family is now going, so I say, "Hey, I think we're still renting that cabin..." I think to myself, "Why would I still be renting it? How many days have we been back in the city? How much did this all cost?!!"

I'm walking alone along the outskirts of this amusement park, in Banff, now (which doesn't have one IWL, btw). I see Jack's cousins already chilling inside, and they are talking very loudly with each other. As I walk along the sides to get in to join them, I hear kids muttering, "Why do they have to talk so loud?"

Jack and I join them, and they hand us their babies, however, mine is only a doll (my guess is... one set already has a kid, and the other set is expecting, which is why I got a doll). We take them over to where a group of my WL friends are standing. Lily (who is pregnant) wants to know why we're carrying babies. She is standing with Kristine (who is also pregnant). (I know a lot of pregnant people at the moment, yes.)

Awake again. Tried to MILD mantra again. Still supremely tired and passed out again without any focus.

Food dream
I'm at a breakfast buffet. I'm loading up with many awesome things like syrup drenched waffles, bacon and eggs... I come across these odd things. They're eggs benedict, but baked inside of a croissant. Interesting. I take that too

Now it's lunch and I go into the kitchen. There's a girl in there who is cooking a soup. I ask her, "Why aren't there any fries on? People are going to want them."

"I don't care what people want!" She answers. "They aren't good for you, and I'm the cook. They'll eat what I make."

I decide I really like this girl's attitude, so I set about to help her. She's making a meatloaf, but presenting it like a parfait, complete with mashed potatoes and gravy to look like ice cream and syrup. This girl is a genius!

My mum is here too, so I pay for both our dishes. There's some confusion with the money, because I guess I had paid in advance for mine, but she accidentally charged me twice. She decided to give my money back for the first charge and start fresh, but she kept asking her manager if it was okay.

There's another bit after this I'm having troubles recalling. Mum and I walk to the convenience store in the rain for drinks. We're in there and chatting with the till person, but I can't remember more than this.

*AMC = All My Children - a terrible soap opera that I watch due to some faulty female wiring

September 14, 2010

G/C night. First time. What a craaaaazy night!

Asleep by midnight.

First cycle dream! (I usually don't remember these ones )
I'm working my old 7-11 job again. Both my brothers showed up together to buy junkfood. I got off work early and joined them.

WBTB at 3:30am. Took the G/C. Back to bed, but merely drifted for about an hour. Then, the G/C kicked in. I decided that I should pop the 0.5 melatonin recommended, so I spit one of my 3mg's into 4. It wasn't very even, so I took one of the smaller quarters. Back to bed, and still drifted. Went to the couch shortly thereafter and must've unintentionally WILD'ed, because I had no recollection of passing out. I was dreaming about sleeping in the same position when this series happened... (these dreams are all in one, btw. I kept "waking up" into a new FA).

Call from Dad
False awakening. I got a call from my dad (who works nights), who wanted to chat about something that happened at work. In my sleepy haze, I accidentally hung up on him. I tried to look up his name in my contacts list, but could barely read anything (I blamed this on my terrible eyesight - which is really bad - but even I have a point where I can hold something and read it clearly). I dialed what appeared to be dad's number, but instead, I got this awful sound on my phone. I can't describe it, but... it was AS terrible as that ending bit of "Nights in White Satin."

This woke Jack up, who wondered, "Why are you on the couch, and why is your phone making that noise?"

"I dunno, it sounds like demons moaning, and I can't make it stop!" I complained. (Yes, I think the ending bit of "Nights in White Satin" sounds like demons moaning... )

"Just turn the volume down on your phone and come back to bed," he suggests. I do so, and "wake up."

HH sounds - Lucid - 1/5
False awakening. I'm back on the couch again, with my blinders on. I had decided the best course of action to try to sleep through the G/C would be to WILD, since I usually pass out anyways So, I get these sounds of voices. Young voices, like children. I can't make out what they're saying, but it sounds like a noisy classroom. I try to envision it, and it's a little murky. Then gone.

It's very quickly replaced with the sound of a song. It's a Beatles song I'm creating in my head. It would fit in well with the revolver album, as it sounds very big band, like "Got to Get You Into My Life." I'm all pleased with myself that I can conjure up the tune AND the harmonies for John and Paul so well (but not lyrics! I can't make out what they're singing), and I consider trying to record it when I get up and sending it to Paul with a note, "Dude, I dreamed this!" But then I realized that any recording I could possibly make would sound like crap

I "woke up" from this scene.

Collapsed! - Lucid - 1/5
False awakening. Jack discovers me sleeping on the couch and sits on me, trying to antagonize me. I moan that I haven't slept all night, so he tells me he's getting up for the day, so I should get back in bed and sleep. He gets off me, and I think to myself, "I already had a false awakening of Jack finding me on the couch. Better reality check to make sure." I pinch my nose and breathe. I try pinching it differently, and I can still breathe. "I must not be doing this right... hey... how can you pinch your nose wrong?! This must be another dream. I should try something else."

I get up off the couch and jump in the air to levitate... and crash hard to the ground. The fall doesn't hurt, but I'm sprawled out, belly-down, on the floor and I can't move. I stare at the carpet fibers until Jack discovers me on the floor.

He drags me to the bed by my arms, and I'm still belly-down, but now staring at the fibers of my bed sheets. I'm completely unable to move for myself. "It's gotta be the sleep paralysis," I thought to myself.

I woke up, nose-pinched and found that I had finally woke up for real.

I was awake for an hour again, so I took another quarter of melatonin again to pass out.

Lucid fragment - Lucid - 2/5
I'm flying across the ocean, through the clouds. I decide to spawn my wings because I haven't done that for a while, and I continue on flying.

Odd rain-showers
I'm at school with a group of DC's. This incredibly obnoxious kid comes in, and I can't remember what he says, but when he leaves, I say to my friends, "I hate people like him."

Now we're outside, mostly just chatting. I notice the clouds are getting thicker and darker. It starts to lightly rain, and I stare into the sky and sing "Wonderwall," by Oasis (although, by singing it, I can hear the song playing full out, in the dream). As the song goes on, I notice that there's a hole forming in the clouds, which allows for this brilliant beam of sunlight to pour through. I interrupt my friends' conversation to point out the clouds. We watch them move across the sky and another hole opens to reveal another beautiful stream of sunshine.

The clouds move off and the storm is over, which makes me sad. And wakes me up.

September 13, 2010

Asleep by 1am.

Decided to try an experiment, today. Awake at 5am. Tried a new idea during my WBTB... playing the mathematics gamex100 on brain age to help wake up my prefrontal cortex Was actually a really good idea! I settled in for my WILD and had better focus than I have in weeks. SP was pretty uncomfortable this morning, coupled with the knowledge that I knew my BF would be interrupting my attempt today (long story)... I ended up passing out at some point, I think around the 6am point. I was woke up by my end of WBTB alarm. I'm actually thinking I should kill that alarm, but it's usually so I can move back from the couch to the bed. But it's a potential lucid I keep interrupting.

Almost-completed Beatles goal - Lucid - 1/5
This was all 60's-era setting. About 1965, actually.
I was on a stage with a bunch of instruments set up. This stage was a bit unusual, as it wasn't raised, or surrounded by raised seats. In fact, it was all one level, and there was a space of maybe 10 feet between us and the first row of audience. I noticed a stagehand had two stop signs (like the cross-walk hand-held ones), which he laid on the ground in a ^ shape. I "knew" it was Paul's spot to stand on the stage.

At that moment, Paul came out from back stage, with his bass on him already. "Hey Paul!" I beckoned him over. I wanted to test whether he knew about going past the stop signs, or not. "Come stand over here, this is where you're supposed to be!"

Paul comes over and he's got one foot over the stop signs. "Noooo!" I said. "Don't go past them, it's dangerous! Look at how close the audience is!" I said, and positioned him back by his shoulders.

"Oh, yeah, I suppose you're right!" he said.

John came out, so Paul says quietly, "Let's see if John fucks up with it!" Then louder, "Hey John, come over here!"

John does, indeed, mess it up, resulting in me laughing at him and saying, "Noooo!" again, but in a silly voice. John's a bit more whatever! about the whole thing and sticks his tongue out at me.

George comes out and the same thing repeats. As I'm pushing George back, I think to myself, "Wow, even if this is just a dream, I'm acting pretty retarded, I should stop!"

I need to go across to the other side of the stage (we're on stage left, my keyboard is on stage right). Paul is supposed to play on stage right. As we pass each other, we stop and kiss briefly before carrying on.

When I get to my keyboard, though, there's a major catastrophe! There's a pool of water underneath my keyboard, and the stagehands are doing nothing to clean it! I find a mop (didn't have to look far ) and start trying to get the water up.

Paul sees me, and comes over. "Why are you mopping it yourself?!" he demands.

"Because no one else is, and I'm not going to electrocute myself by playing in a puddle of water!"

We get some help, but the water is turning into sludge. Sighing, I decided maybe I should just move the keyboard to a new place on the stage. I pick it up, turn around and...

I'm in a different room, facing Jack and listening to the Beatles on my mp3 player "Noooo! What the fuck!" I silently ask myself.

"What are you playing?" Jack asks.

"Just some Beatles," I say quietly. "Only, I was just going to turn the sound off, and mash the keys, pretending like I could play, because I can't actually play any songs yet," I say and do some fancy key-mashing that could totally pass for legit. I wake up.

Fragments
Talking to my dad and he has a full head of mop-top inspired hair, only he's his age in present time.

September 12, 2010

Asleep by 1:30am.

WBTB at 4:30am. I was drifting in and out of sleep throughout most of this. Trying an experiment. It failed, but produced a funny result... Every 10 minutes, my snooze alarm was ringing and pushing me back to awareness.

Pet rat
I was sitting in front of my rabbit's cage, but my rabbit wasn't in there. Instead, it was the adorable Arizona rat (type of breed) with beige hair. It was coming up to the side of the cage and bumping noses with me like my rabbit does. I would stick my fingers through the cage, and it would hold my fingers with its forepaws. It really wanted to be held, and suddenly, the cage was different. The cage bit was now wire with very open squares... big enough that I could pull the rat through them with a bit of maneuvering. I put my hands through the cage, and the rat let me hold him as I guided him through a square hole. Suddenly, my cell alarm (in the dream) started ringing. I had to put the rat down, and then I mashed my phone's buttons to snooze it again. But it wasn't working... odd...

It woke me up and I was still trying to mash the snooze button. I realized then that I had been snoozing for an entire hour, and it wasn't going to let me anymore. I had to turn it off and reset the alarm.

Tried to WILD for an hour, not a very good attempt. My dad was bumbling around upstairs and I didn't have my ear plugs in.

Back to bed and had troubles falling asleep. Back to the couch and passed out.

With a bad sort - Lucid - 2/5
I'm a character in this dream. A very rich girl, maybe no more than 18. We're set in around the 1910's judging by the clothes everyone is wearing. We're in a warehouse, and it's dimly lit and musty. A group of men working for me (about 5 maybe) have this woman sat at a table, and they are holding her there. I'm questioning her about a money transaction. A bit of false memory tells me she may have worked for me once... like a hand maid or something.

I recall looking over a paper transaction notice (which, ironically was printed in computer print) and saw that she wasn't lying, the transaction had gone through.

"It's too bad we still have to kill you," I tell the woman.

"Why?!" she freaks out. "I've done what you asked!" She is completely frightened and starts sobbing.

"I don't need you running to the cops," I say, coldly.

"Please, I won't! Please spare me! I don't want to die!" she pleads.

I feel a pull in my heart. I still need to kill her, but the poor thing, she's so frightened. "We won't make it painful!" I promised. "It'll just be like falling asleep, only you won't wake up..."

I trailed off and contemplated my last words. Just like falling asleep... I clued in I was dreaming, but only vaguely. I wondered how to change this scene. Maybe Danny could save the day?

My dream vision flashes over to Danny, who is lounging on a deck chaise, reading a magazine. "In a minute," he says, and waves me off.

My dream vision flashes back over to the woman, and one of my crooks (a crooked doctor) is holding the woman's eyes open with these tiny, thin hooks. "Wait, what are you doing?" I ask. The woman is shrieking, crying and pleading. "You're scaring her more, it wasn't supposed to be like this."

"We're going to take her sight first," the doctor explains. He hooks open her other eye and I wake myself up.

Back to bed again.

Fragments
Drinking a cup of coffee and discovered the cream is spoiled.

Watching this girl explain to her parents that her nose job was going to be a good thing for her.

Jack and I arriving at this BBQ at a friend's place, only to find that we're too late and people are leaving. Another guest says all the food is devoured.