dream fragment

[Monday, October 1st, 2012]
(The night before this, I had smoked a good deal of weed and was still recovering. I had remained conscious
throughout most of my high and it was amazing how different it had felt. Anyways... I wake up and remember very
little.)

I remember being in a version of my Mom's old house... I was thinking of "Incubus" and was holding a bucket of dust
or dirt or something. I was cleaning it out with running water over a "well" or "sink" or "pool". I'd run water into it and
clean off the sides and then dump it. Casey was there and talking to me about Incubus. I don't remember what was
said, but it related to what I was doing.

<Casey calls me and wakes me up- but I don't answer. I'm not ready to get out of bed yet. I close my eyes and drift off
again- but this time I don't remember anything. More people start calling and texting and I just get up completely when
I decide to answer Nathan's call. >

<<Continues to Waking Journal>>

[Sunday, September 30th, 2012]
I'm with my Dad and my little brother Casey- and possibly Nathan too. We're standing outside, at the bottom of our
old house's driveway... there's furnature everywhere as if we're inside. He explains that the band Primus is the best
thing ever- so I start hearing Primus songs in my head and they apparently start playing to everyone else too. I start
drumming with metal clothes hangers on anything I can find. I drum pretty close to the beat of the songs like My
Name Is Mud, Jerry Was A Racecar Driver, and Kalamazoo but I get extremely tired fast. I switch to plastic hangers
and continue and its a lot easier. I drum the intro to Kalamazoo and then start singing the part that comes in and it
sounds pretty good. I can stay on beat very easily. (I would never be able to do this in real life.)

At another time, I'm also at Nathan's house. It's late and I shouldn't be there or something- but I just use the excuse
that I need to grab something. I don't remember what it was that I "had to grab" but it got me inside for a second. It
probably had to do with WoW.

Before all of this- I was driving east on Wickenburg Way and looking for a certain white/blue building on the left. (It
was very unvivid and unspecific of a dream.)

(Recall escapes me. I'm gonna go read up on recall techniques soon.)

[Friday, September 28th, 2012]
(Failed at dream recall. Today is the second day Alex had training. I've been napping off and on since I dropped her
off and now I'm in the hotel by myself. I faintly remember dreaming about a lot of kittens and there was a bright
orange one that Alex had grabbed and tried to claim as hers. She tried to mark her territory as a male cat would spray.
My Mom was there.)

(I'm unhappy with where I've been as far as dream recall goes. For now, I'm making dream recall TOP PRIORITY.
Time to research on the best methods and put it into action! I won't stop until I remember full dreams in great detail.)

[Monday, September 24th, 2012]
Next we're in a giant Gym. We're in a faction war- our leader is a "Good" evil scientist villain. He leaves his female assistant in charge. There are
about 50-100 of us total outside, and some of us are inside helping to set up for the battle. It's all innocent though- no one is to die. We have little
slingshots attached to our left wrists and nothing to shoot. So we take stacks of wooden tongue flatteners- I don't know their name- and we snap
them in half and either set them in our pocket or store them inside the hollow part of our... magnificent and bulky metal shields? Wow. Where did
those come from? Anyways- the WAR is starting! I grab my stack of broken pieces and run out the door. Already their swarming in to the Gym,
so I had just missed them. Everyone here is getting owned. Bad. The opposite "Horde" side is in single-file with little dagger-like weapons. I tell
everyone around me, "FOLLOW ME EVERYONE! WE'RE GOING TO AMBUSH THEM!" People follow me to the side and start shooting their
pieces at the single file. They're dropping like flies, haha! We're gonna win! The area around here suddenly has the feel of "Grandpa's old house"
we had to run around a stone-thing to start shooting. A few "Horde" run up to me with their daggers and I put up my shield and bash. I bash them
away and knock them on their ass and run past. Once in the back yard, I see a big screen on the back wall. The GAME ENDS. The war is over!

Me and a few other people from my faction gather around the screen... we're playing World of Warcraft in real life... The screen says, "Everyone wins!
Everyone worked together!" I scratch my head and think to myself, "That sounds stupid as hell..." The screen shifts to a Reward page however
and I perk up! There are four to choose from. I get excited... and I start to use my intuition to figure out the prizes before they're revealed...
"That bottom one... That one has to be the new level 100 DRAGON FORM!" Suddenly it appears on the screen and I'm right. People look at me
with surprise, but then they look back. "The left one..." it appears before I can say it. I hurry up to the right one, the druid... "AND THEN LEVEL
100 BEAR FORM! YEAH!" It appears I'm right again. This bear form looks incredibly bad-ass. The top one is revealed then, and it's a Shaman
thing. I poke at it, curious, but then drop my attention once I realize that I'm Alliance and probably won't get to try it anyways on this character.

[Tuesday, September 18th, 2012][6PM]
I remember another that day! It was the end of a dream and I was at a bay port at the end of the world. My crew had all packed up and started sailing off. I ran to the dock as fast as I could... but they were too far off. I jumped into the bay and swam as fast as I could to try and catch up. I screamed, "WAIT!" but no one heard me. I swam back in cold acceptance of the fact that I had missed the boat. Arriving back, I met a witch who was extremely attractive. She stared at me with piercing, cold eyes, but I shoved her onto the ground and kissed her. I slid my hand up her shirt and felt her breast and heartbeat. I didn't feel guilt because, in this dream, I was someone else... I wasn't me, I wasn't Austin, I was a lonely captain who had lost everything.

[Tuesday, September 18th, 2012] [Morning]
<dream recall starts here, despite the dreams before it>
I'm in an open magical world mixed in with elements of reality. I start my journey traveling along a straight desert mountain path with Me, Alex, and Nathan. There's a wild west theme to all of this. We arrive at a old stone ruin marketplace... the smell of food brings us to one seller's counter with 4 cowboys behind it. That's to the left of this path I'm on, and on the right is a walled off area for people to sit down and eat... there's an arch to get through to the inside. I think I have 5 dollars in my pocket and I look at all the menu's. The food costs about $1-1.50 each item and the drinks also $1... I should have enough for all three of us to eat and share a drink. As I'm staring at the menus still, I hear the 4 Cowboys joking about me- taunting me about being a girly boy and laughing and hooping and hollering. I ignore it at first and recount my money... I have a $5... a $2... a $1... another $1... My money amount changed on me. I look up to hear the cowboys teasing me again. I start to get pretty pissed off, which is surprising... I don't usually let this emotion get the best of me in a dream. I look at Alex and she motions for me to calm down. I don't. I think about getting up in their face... one of them makes a remark that I REALLY don't like and I raise my fist to slam it down in their face. I hear a "HEY! FREEZE!" and I let my fist go with the warm breeze just before it hits. My clenched fist's energy disperses and my hand glides slowly past his face. Smooth. Very smooth. Behind the trash-talker is someone on a horse, dressed in uniform. It's probably the Sheriff. The whole marketplace is suddenly ablaze with officers of the law, taking in anyone who is selling things illegally. The 4 we were just talking to were breaking the law too. I understood that anyone that had already bought something were okay, but the items had to be confiscated. I peaked over the wall to an area full of food and thought about sneaking some food off- but it might be a bad idea. People were scrambling every which way to get out of here, in quite the panic. Alex got seperated from us and me and Nathan went further down the path towards where we had seen the Sheriff. I glance to my right and see a Police Car collecting all of the food- good thing I hadn't tried to take anything. I also see what looks like a Gun Execution in progress. 4 cowboys standing in a row, and 4 officers in a row with guns pointed at the cowboys. Me and Nathan walk up just in time, and I pull him instantly back the other way to try and avoid us this dark sight. None of us actually "see" it, but its now in our mind. We hear the gunshots go off 3 seconds later. I turn to Nathan and joked, "Fuck, we're gonna be scarred for life now." In a way, I must have known this was a dream. We met up with Alex and then I woke back up.
<more dreams after this... I don't write any down and they evaporate...>

[Monday, September 17th, 2012]
(Alex stayed with me last night. We both had some lengthy discussions and came close to a fight, but we settled it rather civilly and got
somewhere. We talked about chakras, spiritualism, Budhism, techniques, and philosophy. Alex got too loopy to stay awake towards the end and
but we had a rather heated... physical debate before sleeping. Then we passed out talking about silly things like turtles and fireflies and my
computer's lights. xD The last thing I remember is focusing on my root chakra to try and feel it. I had some interesting dreams when we finally
slept, two of them. But only the last bit is coming to me right now...
The first dream involved chakras- but isn't complete enough to worry about for now.)

OH- WAIT NO- I was in a barren grassy landscape, and in a walled off area. There were me, and quite a few orphaned kids. In the center of the walled off plaza was grass and trees, but it was dry. Around the wall on the inside were buildings and rooms for us to live in. In one the bathroom area, there were showers and toilets and urinals and lockers. In the locker room, I remember a bully picking on all the weak kids, as if he were the only government here. He always picked on kids, but this time he was picking on real-life old friend, John, awkward, with red hair and heavy freckles. John was tired of being picked on, so he kicked the bully as hard as he possibly could in the go-nads. It looked like the most painful thing. I was like "HELL YEAH, serves you RIGHT!" though. That's as far as I remember from that dream.

The second dream-
Me and Alex are in a Super Arcade Warehouse. In the very center is a fantastic, extremely-sophisticated Mario-themed adventure roller-coaster
tower ride. The building's lights are dimmed for a mysterious effect, but are offset by red and blue and green neon lights for excitement. The ride
itself is a red steel spiral, all the way to the top. There are different levels where we have to complete a puzzle or a challenge to continue on to the
next. Me and Alex sit in the center and it starts to rise to the top, going around the spiral on a track. Once we rise to a certain point, a piston
pushes a red steel disc-floor to our level and machines re-arrange the challenge. The first one is a game of balance. The disc-floor will tip and turn
depending on where you stand, but it takes awhile to go 'really' off-balance. On the otherside of the floor is a (!) button. We both get out and
instantly, the floor is tilting towards us. We run to the otherside and slam the button down, only to have it tilt quickly to the far side. We jump
quickly back to the car and it automatically starts back up again. We high-five and wait to the next level. The next one is different, we have to
climb some stone spiral stairs to get to a "hall-way" like section. In the straight-section are floating blocks, hung from rope and at the end is a pole
with a round platform at the bottom. We both punch the shit out of a block, she grabs a coin and I find a mushroom. I'm curious to see how they
actually taste and pop it in my mouth. It tastes like cardboard, and I feel no different. Alex slides the coin into her pocket and we both grab the
pole and stand on the round platform. It takes off upwards and we arrive at the next level along with the auto-piloted car. But for some reason, my
completion-ism isn't as strong as usual and we decide to leave. It's getting kind of late anyways, we leap off the spiral back down to the
tilt-platform and it tilts far enough and drops us down onto a bounce-pad at the bottom. We head out and I eye the games and other attractions. I
notice that no one but a single man occupies the arcade. He's wearing a bartender/Gambler outfit. We reach the door and I wake up

[Thursday, September 13th, 2012]
<dream fragment>
I'm driving up to the High School with Nathan to drop him off for school... we pass by kids and I see the Principal, Ms Jacobson, and a Vice Principal walking next to her down the sidewalk. "Hey Nathan! I think I just saw the new Vice Principal! That was him wasn't it?"
"No, it wasn't."
(I wasn't entirely sure... but I tried to sound sure of myself anyways.)
"Yeah it was. He had a name tag on him... next time you see him, see if it said Vice Principal on it."
I went forward up the parking lot as far as I could go towards the Gym and turned... right a little and then dropped him off. I realized that this wasn't how you were supposed to drop people off, you were supposed to stop at the side walk and turn LEFT. Nathan got out and I didn't see him again after that. I glanced back to see if anyone was watching me- there wasn't. Everyone had vanished. It was just me in the parking lot now. I didn't think anything of it. I reversed out of there with some difficulty and drove back the way I was supposed to go, noting that I shouldn't go the way the buses usually go. (It didn't matter, but whatever.) As I was driving around the Football-field-side of the student parking lot, I thought to myself...
"Wait... I was just in bed trying to sleep... THIS IS A DREAM."

As my common sense and consciousness rushed into my mind, my visuals rippled and faded. Now I'm surrounded with nothing but darkness. I try to focus on anything to start another dream... and I see an imprint; a blurry visual... it's a vertical oval, like a round mirror... and there's a figure in the center staring back at me. Who is that? I focus on the figure and try to bring them closer to me. The visuals just get weaker and I feel my body now in WL. It's so numb, and it feels like my stomach is being forced through the bed into my spine... is something sitting on me? This must be sleep paralysis! I force my eyes closed even more in slight fear... and I just bring myself even closer to WL in the process of focusing on my body. I focus on the feeling of sleep paralysis as its fading... and I try to force sleep paralysis back, and surprisingly it works. I start to fade back into a dream, but then I fall back down into my bed and wake up completely.

+
<false awakening>
I hear knocking at my door as I try to fall back asleep. I ignore it for a little bit and curse my Grandma's invasiveness. After a second, I convince myself she's still there and realize I'm naked in my bed. She knocks again and I could have SWORN she was opening the door at that second. My blanket was suddenly covering my body perfectly. Too perfectly... but it was fine at the time. I slip my boxers back on when she doesn't open the door and I get up and open it myself. She is there and she asks me a question that I don't remember, and then I wake up for real.

EDIT: She asked me how the jobs were going and if I had done anything else with it. I kind of got angry... "Grandma! I said I was just waiting on the school now to call me! I've already done everything I can, remember?!"

[Wednesday, September 12th, 2012]
<dream fragment>
I'm suddenly with Aladin and Genie, falling into a landscape of undetailed Banjo Kazooie terrain as, I think the words, "Banjo... Ka-zoo...ie." But the mountains and cliffs tilt and we're falling as if the terrain is 10 times bigger than it should be. The setting develops and we're at the palace... Aladin is expecting Jasmine soon. It's her birthday and he can't think of a gift. Apparently, it's Genie's job to think of a gift and retrieve it. Aladin pesters Genie a few times. I switch my attention to the Saultan; he's in his throne room watching this large "magic" fountain in the middle- a hologram appears and it dawns on me that he possesses alien technology.

[Sunday, September 9th, 2012] [5am]
I'm at my Mom's house. Memory skips to... Brent and someone else, maybe Nathan, we look at a paper being held by someone and see a WANTED face and are shocked. We find a "Christmas" ornament object laying on a piece of blanket/tissuepaper on the ground by the printer and take it outside. It's outside and we're planning on breaking it. That's when we hear Casey SCREAM at us- in a hissy fit. We go back inside and Mum is taking Casey's side and starts yelling at Brent. It's unfair and I can see that Mum is obviously wrong so I run at her and exclaim, "YOU KNOW WHAT?" She shoves me when I get to close against my rib and there's a sharp pain that lasts for only a moment. I use that to my advantage and try to make her feel guilty, "OW MY RIBS. You just punched me in my RIBS." But before I know it, I think to drop out of this, "fight" and wonder if Brent and the other person can just work this out... but I know that Mum will end up winning and get it "her" way, without me. I wake up.

(I have more dreams, but I wake up with a jolt because of my Gramma waking me up. Godammit. No one understands... maybe I should tell them about it?)

(I spend the rest of my day with B & C on my hands. It's a lucid day. I'm positive I'll lucid dream tonight.)

[Thursday, September 5th, 2012]
(It's been a week almost since the last real recall... Nathan and Alex have been waking me up every attempt. I need a less alarming wake-up from now on. Less distraction. I need to be patient. The weed hasn't been helping, so I've decided to quit. At least for two weeks. So my next smoking date can be on the 20th.)

(The dream I had before Nathan woke me up):
The short recall of the dream started with- I was sitting in the car with Alex driving and Nathan in the back seat. We were in Surprise, around the Walmart area in the parking lot. It was probably around 5-6PM because it was light out still, but obviously towards the end of the day. I was singing two songs at once... having trouble determining the difference between them. The first one that I recall thinking about in the dream was, "Simplistic Trance-Like Getaway" by Never Shout Never. But also, at the same time it sounded like another song... "Beginner's Mind" by Bright Eyes. Around the same time, we were pulling out of the parking lot and heading home to Wickenburg. The last thing I remember was watching the powerlines pass. That's when Nathan woke me up in WL by rapping at my window.

(That was a very interesting choice of song. They both were... very... involved in my state of WL. I couldn't help but feel chills listening to the words after I had woken up. How could I know to choose those songs? Does my subconscious have control of my dreambody when my waking consciousness doesn't? Should I treat it as a seperate entity? I think so.)

[Wednesday, August 29th, 2012]
(Three dreams. My dad was in some of them. But overall failed recall.)
(EDIT: I just remember one of the dreams. It was a nightmare.)

The entire dream was me trying to complete some strange paranormal competition event. There were thousands of participants. It consisted of a number of phases and it was spread out over an open scene with changing environments. For instance, most of the land was forest, but just up north, there was a line that seperated icy wasteland from it, and to the south; desert.

The earliest stage I really "remember" was Phase 6: We were transported back in time to World War II and were in front of an enormous cathedral. I walked in with a group of 3-4 other RM's, us being way behind the rest of the crowd. There were no guards in the first room, in fact there wasn't anyone. The rest were all in the next room with the pupit in front and the benches facing it. Everyone had crowded in there for some reason, and Hitler was giving a speech to them. I remember hearing screams and suddenly there was growls and gunfire. (I was so thankful for being slow.) We turned to the left and followed a short hallway to a few joint-bedrooms where we discussed what to do next. For SOME odd reason, the rest of the group came up with the BRILLIANT idea that two of them would have sex in the bed as if it would solve anything. I went with their plan. I was to have guard duty outside in the hallway. The man who was going to have sex with one of the women asked me if it was okay that he was doing this, as if this woman was my lover or something. I shrugged; I didn't know any of them. They were all unrecognizable DC's. They started and I walked out of the room and sat down in the hallway with my back to the wall and waited.

The next thing I know, we WON. We advanced to the next round, and I wasn't even sure how. Maybe all we had to do was survive. Our group somehow also aquired a map that was coded that didn't help us in any observable way.

Onto Phase 7. The host (who happened to be an Owl-being) told us that we would have to find the next area on our own. At this time we were standing by an old rotting two-story house and the forest around us was in just of bad condition. Spooky. But the house was locked all around. 4 ninjas (probably Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles too.) seperate from our group, walked past and I overheard them trying to figure out what to do next. They were stumped like us. Once they were gone, I climbed the building to the roof and climbed in through the belltower's window on top. The rest of my group followed suit. Once in, a few more people leaked in, but there had to be less than 10 total. When our group reached a familiar hallway that resembled my old home's hall, we all split up and took a different room. The room I had was my old bed room. There were two others in the room with me. We were tearing it up looking for a clue... a treasure... anything. Suddenly, a loud buzzing noise erupted from outside the room. I ran out to hear screams and laughter and my heart skipped a few beats as I listened. Everyone in my group was already dead. The two people in the room I had just been in had vanished. I was alone. I heard a sick laugh again and suddenly the darkest music began to play and I heard someone screaming, "TATTOOS AND CLOWNS. TATTOOS AND CLOWNS." It was a fucking demon clown. He was coming for ME. I thought about hiding behind a propped up mattress, but scurried to the doorless-closet instead. There was a small bit of wall to hide behind at least there. Back to the wall and out of sight, I waited in silence. My heart began to race faster and faster and faster until I couldn't take it anymore. I woke up; my heart still beating out of control.

[Friday, August 24th, 2012]
(Shaky recall.)
I remember driving a lot, and worrying about running out of gas soon.
(The rest has faded from my memory as the day passed. I should have written it down sooner...)

[Wednesday, August 16th, 2012]

My dream recall is horrible... But I remember being in the middle of a small indoor lake. There was someone chasing after me, so I tried getting into a convenient turtle-driven boat. My companions and I were instantly turned into turtles ourselves. We hid behind the boat, and swam away slowly, so we weren't noticed. We gained quite a bit of distance before the pursuer (who now appeared as a turtle/humanoid entity) spotted us and began chase again. The room began to fill with white light the closer he got, until the dream ended.