non-lucid

5:30 AM

Part One
Found myself with restless male DCs, fighting, wrestling etc. They were pretty typical except that they seemed to be from the old west some how. One of the DC's was pretty different from the rest however. He somewhat resembled Michel J. Fox and carried a small pearl handled revolver. I decided to call him 42 and for some reason the fancy name suited him. This scene quickly evolved into a pre bar fight as we entered an old, cramped, poorly lit, dry and dusty bar / shop. Sitting at a small round table were a couple old possibly confederate men minding there own business. There were a few more standing around the place.

Not long after that a few DCs started talking smack about the old men in the building. I can't remember exactly what they were saying but it was something along the lines of "they bunch of money hungry bastards, blah, blah, blah." One of the guys at the table had enough of this crazy talk. I could see he was missing quite a few teeth as he clearly stated the obvious fact that "Do we look like we's rich folk?!!" "Cmon look over at 42 that fancy boy of yours",,,,,,,,,,,, a fight broke out as 42 who was standing by a beverage fridge reached for his revolver.

Part Two
The bar/shop quickly transitioned into a gas station with old west features as we proceeded to rob the place. The old DCs were all gone except two regular guys who I figured to be owner and manager of the gas station. Also, my original gang was armed while the two old guys no longer had weapons. I found the owner fumbling with a cash register so I plunged my (looked similar to a 9mm Glock but bigger) into his back. As he tried to put the handful of cash into a safe I noticed that they were large denominations. (dream reality $200 bills) and $500 dollar bills. He mostly ignored my gun and I had to snatch at the cash he wouldn't let go of. I got some of it and decided that it was time to go. Before I headed for the door the store manager handed me a receipt with lots of circles and numbers written in different color ink.

I began to worry whether or not the cops were waiting outside or not. I was bright outside so maybe we could make a dash for the forest behind the gas station and meet our getaway van at the road below. Or chance it pulling up front. I thought about finger prints for some reason and clumsily stuffed the gun under my shirt as I dropped some crumpled up paper on the floor. I woke up as we bolted out of the door.

note: If you haven't guessed I know nothing about guns or burglary.

5:30 AM



Previous Home
Found myself out on the curb talking to my old best friend, Danx, and a few other DCs. It was dark and mildly warm outside. It was something of a chance meeting so the conversation dove directly into the "so what'cha bin' up to?" mode. Come to find out, Danx had bin living right around a couple corners on the road where I used to live. Oddly enough, we spent some time debating on where exactly this house was. We talked about what road it was on, where on the road was, how Long ago it was that I had lived there, and what it looked like. I remember saying that I had lived there about six months ago, however in reality It has bin over a year. Not sure what name of the road was in the dream but I think it was the correct name. The other odd thing was the features of the house. In the dream world there was a dome and such that don't exist in the real world. When all was said and done, we both agreed that he was living in my old house.

Lucid at the Airport (used to work at this airport in the rectangular building)
It was a bright, warm summer day just off the end of the runway at the tiny local airport. The was a Large rectangular building further away across a mostly abandoned and gravel cluttered parking lot. On the opposite side of me separating me from the airport was a tall chain-link fence. A familiar set of hills stood just behind the airport with their green oaks, dry brush and golden leaf and grass build up.

I had just walked out of the rectangular building and toward the fence accompanied by my Grandma. She was looking remarkably well and was bright and wise as ever. I don't remember much of the conversation but I remember that I was talking about all of my cares and worries. My Grandma looked at me as she handed me some keys and said "Oh you'll do a good job." (Note: The keys were for a small plane just like my Uncle John might fly and somehow I knew how to fly one in my dream. )

I headed toward the end of the fence in order to get to the airport and my Grandma headed back toward the rectangular building. "She was always so awesome" I thought as the realization that my Grandma had recently passed away and thus I must be dreaming. I remained calm this time and quickly checked my blurry left hand. The dream was fading fast and I felt myself tipping back and rotating sideways. I tried to stabilize by rubbing my hands together but they felt far apart and so I compromised by rubbing my thighs. I woke up anyway. Second lucid experience.

Time? fragment
Palm became infected. It hurt and was being eaten away. I used H2-O2 .. it stung.. someone was watching me do this. Infection kept growing in a circular shape until it took up most of my palm. Looking at palm there was like looking into a shallow can. the sides were pink and jelly like, no actual muscle or bone mass.

This is the dream that made me realize that external influences can influence dreams. At the time I was sleeping on the top bunk.

I found myself sliding down an epically large, curved, black and red checkered funnel. It was so big that as I slid I could only see the horizon of the funnel that I was headed for. The checkered pattern passing me sped up faster and faster and began to hold still and move backwards. (It was like a the effect of a spinning wheel appearing to reverse as it hits a certain speed) The funnel steepened and I soon saw where I was headed. At the bottom of the funnel was an uncovered well. I remember that the well was made of medium sized stone slabs.

As I hit the bottom I was flung into the well backwards facing up. As I fell I watched the stone sides of the well speeding past me and saw the light from the top of the well quickly shrink and disappeared. The stones were now dark and I was accelerating downward. I felt like I was going to hit the bottom and quickly flipped around not unlike a cat. I saw the dark stone bottom of the well speeding toward me and halt as I caught myself on my hands and knees.

I Awoke to find that I had fallen off my bunk and landed on the floor on my hands and knees.

This dream was exhilarating.

Found myself in a square room of a tower castle. It was filled with water about 4' deep and there were random strange DC scattered around. I was close to one corner near a slim stone window with an arched top. Outside I could see the night sky and a bright full moon and a wisp of clouds. Looking back into the room the water was beginning to ripple out from the center and I noticed that there was a circular opening in the roof. We started to swim around in the water. Oddly though the floor was made of stone it was very soft.
Soon a spiraling vortex of water began to descend from the opening in the ceiling. One man stood near the center as the spiral connected with the water in the room and allowed the vortex to lift him through the roof. By now the waves were getting big and cresting but something was strange about the waves. Instead of crashing over like they they do on the beach they were inverted. (If you took a side view of the waves then you would see that the air would be in the shape of the cresting wave and the water would be shaped like air normally would be.)
In effect, when a reached me it would swirl me under and around. it was a feeling almost like flying and being blown around by the wind.

I now have a goal to reproduce these waves in a lucid dream.

8:00 AM

I found myself standing just off the curb of a sidewalk at night. The scenery was pretty vivid especially the lighting from nearby from nearby shops, street lights, stars, and incoming headlights. Just to my left was a lady in a business suit, skirt and black shoes. She was facing away from me. I looked over to my right to see a pair of headlights. They were bright and seemed to be headed for me so I stepped up on the sidewalk next to a sighn. I was about to warn the lady when I realized that the lights were slowing down. As they got closer I figured that the car was just meaning to park on the wrong side of the road. Then I saw the man inside what I now recognized as an old station wagon. He was obviously angry.
He was going slow as he came in behind the lady but then stepped on the gas. The lady flew up on to his hood and they both sped around the corner to my left. I could still see the road they were headed down because it there were no building in the way. The the road they were headed on slopped down slightly. To the left of them and in front of me was a recess where there were pick-nick benches. A fenced railing separated me and the drop so I ran around the way the station wagon had gone. Before I got to the corner I saw the lady roll off, across the road and onto some grass beneath some trees. The station wagon sped away and around the next corner to the left next to (where the police station is in waking life)
I ran down towards the lady and saw that she was in pain but not bleeding externally, The area she landed in was park like. Off to my left was a set of apartment buildings that were just off to the side of the side of the recess with the pick-nick benches. I don't have a cell phone so I decide to ring the first door bell to have them call 911. (I think I was dreaming of this set of apartments earlier.. there were some shady people living here). There were lights on inside but still nobody answered. I rang again. A dog came up behind me(was dreaming about this dog before as well) and started snarling. It eyed my leg as I rang the doorbell for the last time. Still no answer but as i looked back at the dog a girl in scrubs came walking up and fumbling with her keys.
I was glad to see her and said what had happened and to call 911. She looked over my shoulder and pointed at the paramedics. Someone else must have had a cell phone I thought. They had already placed the business woman on a stretcher and were beginning to move her. I went over to report what I had seen. One of the paramedics, Ben, happened to be someone from my old church who actually works for UPS. I told him my story, he didn't seem to care to much but I still felt like things would get taken care of.

3:43 AM

Working in a wide hallway with childhood friend Thad. Note: Thad is now working at an automation company I currently interviewed at. Our task was to take a rolling cart down the hallway. Note: The rolling cart is just like the ones that we used to roll around large machines around at my last job. They are made out of steal beams and large casters. they stand about 1.5' off the ground. Anyway the hallway has a simple yet frustrating set of traps. There are two large gates about 1' apart, then a large area with spikes coming up out of the floor, then two more gates. The gates are times so that as on comes up a little the other one closes and visa versa. We settles on taking either side and going for it. For some reason I used a couple pillow to help me slide underneath. We made it to the other side so we could stand up. the spikes couldn't reach the cart. John an old restaurant owner where I used to work was there and he was our foreman. Behind the next to gates was pitch black, maybe a wall.

4:10 AM
In a desert in Japan, I witnessed the mating habits of trucks. They were stretching an twisting together. Something very strange and organic for trucks to do.

10:48 AM
Riding a bike down a dirt road(recurring location.) I meat someone and then double back.
At a stadium/skate-park I drive my car down some steep concrete bleachers and over to a little grassy hill where I see my mom. She seems pissed and asks "Is that Mike over there?!".....

12:00 PM
I'm at my parents church. For some reason I think I was supposed to play some marching processional music. I'm frantically writing notes on a page. A laser tag battle breaks out with. DCs from work and the cast of Buffy the Vampire Slayer are there.

06/19/2010 12:00AM
Long bent ruler.

06/17/2010 11:00AM
Sexy girls kiss me in the break room and leave.

06/11/2010 11:25 AM
High school weight training. Bench presser drops end of bar bells on my toe.

11:19 AM

Was getting aggravated at people for changing print because the schematic in front of me had numbers that were constantly changing at random.

9:57 AM

Started out with a fragment about teaching people how to make better cheese.
Transitioned
Running up around a hill with my girlfriend Anna. She said "Speaking of I, there was this guy who was traveling." Then she took off at lightning speed and expected me to keep up. We came to the an area where maybe 10 or 15 freeways came up over the horizon and hill off to the far left. They were merging lanes in weird places and the highways cut across each other all-together in a couple places. Anna was already halfway across by the time I got to the first freeway and calling to me so I darted right out in front of traffic. I had to dodge back and forth and was running so fast my legs wanted to fall out from under me when I turned.. even after that I wasn't making to much progress so Anna came back for me and "pushed" behind me. We moved super fast in the right direction.. feww.. stopped to catch breath.

9:25 AM

Dreamed of a close up look at fast rotating blades for a nut processing machine I was building at work. (Part doesn't exist in waking life)

12:00 AM

At a tiny bay just past a water inlet I stood at the grassy shore. Randy from work was there. A stone pillar about 2' wide barely poking out of the water was like a tiny island. On the top were symbols (something about matching symbols and clicking them) (something about cleaning the island)... Disks were being tossed in the water. I dove in to collect them (like at the pool with water rings). After collecting them the water level rose up from being low to high.

7:00 AM
The small town where I live was somehow transferred into urban sprawl with high rise buildings and trash in the streets. I was talking to a lesbian couple I met walking down this metal grated walk-way(kinda like walkway made out of fire escapes.) One was saying something about her career and it sounded cool. I was so happy for her that I clapped and jumped up and down. For some reason I took off running parkour style around the block. When I got back around the other side I was on ground level. I saw my next door neighbors VW bug driving by as he honked. I then noticed that a restaurant over to my right was picking up a large order.......

3:00 AM

Rocket Ship Mattress
Dreamed that I was on a mattress that flew out of my cousin's old house(dream house) past moon, and other places. I had slight control over the mattress(not lucid). What a rush.

Transitioned to

Choral Daemon
Running down dark empty highway 108. Chased and quickly caught by daemon. His face was like carved out pitch-black choral with skin stitched to one side. Its hands were also jagged like choral. As it got really close to my face I could see allot more frightening detail below its brown cloak. It caused me pain by sticking needles and glass into my face and eyes(it hurt but not like it really would have.). Was pretty damn scary.