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10/17/10
My dreaming was pretty intense.

At one point I was in a bed. There's a female with me, a friend, I think. I cannot see. Then I am aware of several males around me. They are pinching me, hard. I do not like it. I squirm away. I know that the female friend has arranged this. I am betrayed. Somehow I can see again. I am angry. The friend says something like, "Come on, it's not like was going to let them rape you or something." I have the leg of a chair. I start whacking people in the head and neck. I succeed in hitting some of them and they all go away.

Not sure what quite happened next.

This may be a separate dream-- not sure -- but then I was with 2 friends, one in a wheel chair. We are trying to find a car. One large white sedan appears.. it has three seats across the front, plenty of room. But when we get in it later it only has 2 seats.

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Commentary:
Something significant about the first part of the dream is that I fought people and actually landed blows, and perhaps even won the fight. Usually when I am fighting I can't land a punch or other blow, and I definitely lose the fight.

I also remember detail about the table leg I used-- it was similar to the legs of the small chairs from my mom's house. Tan color, with rounded ridges. Maybe 18 inches long.

There were 5 males and 1 female (the friend).

I didn't recognize any of them from my waking life. I don't remember much about what they looked like, actually.

I was in a bedroom with my ex boyfriend, James, and we were both sitting on his bed and talking just like we used to before I found out that he didn't really care about me at all… Well, at this point we were both sitting on his bed and talking about a bunch of random stuff, about video games, movies, music, etc. We both had iPods there with us, they had been set aside since it was hard to talk to each other while listening to music. I noticed absently that James was playing with my earphones, just fiddling with them, but I didn't really care about that as long as he wasn't damaging anything. I was looking through a strategy guide for some video game, then when I looked back at James I saw he had a knife and was cutting at my earphone cord. WTF? I told him to stop that, and he did, but there was already an area of the wire left exposed, possibly damaged. I got mad at him, he said to fix it with electrical tape, I said it wouldn't help if he had damaged the wire… I tested it on the iPod, and the sound was compromised… I said I would have to buy a new pair now, and those aren't cheap. He didn't seem to have much of a response to that, when I repeated myself, he said the store down the road sells them. I knew he had a spare pair of earphones, and it was pissing me off that he hadn't offered that to me to make up for damaging my pair. For some reason, instead of coming out and saying that, I bitched more until he finally offered them.

I took his spare pair of earphones and I was leaving, I had to go home. Now he was the one bitching at me, complaining about not having his spare pair of earphones and why should I get his earphones instead of just buying new ones for myself. He was pissing me off, I said those things aren't cheap, and he had deliberately destroyed mine, so he owed me the replacement pair. If he was that set on having a backup pair, he should go to the store and buy them. The argument escalated, and changed topics several times, moving on to money problems and then on to him bitching that I don't have sex with him enough and then on to my not liking his way of trying to initiate sex by saying, "Let's fuck," when he wanted to go… I got more and more pissed, and I finally drove away, really upset and pissed off.

I was now driving down the street, driving rather recklessly, and muttering expletives about James, from what he had said I could tell perfectly well he didn't really care about me at all, much less love me. What a crock of shit! I didn't really feel like going home now, so I drove until I came to the store James had indicated had the earphones in it, and even though I didn't need to buy earphones, I went into the parking lot and parked. They also had a lot of other cool electronics, and I needed to calm myself down before I got into a massive wreck. I got out and went into the store, not only did they have their usual stock, they had some special stuff on display, too. Virtual reality gear, and lots of it, every kind of it from gloves to head mounted displays to 3D goggles and glasses… they even had one full virtual reality setup, where the player stood inside a sphere and the computer could scan out their every movement. The person in the system now was wearing an HMD, and other than that she was just going through the movements needed for the game, and the computer was doing the rest. As she walked, the sphere turned like a ball made for a hamster. I really wanted to try that, but there were so many people waiting and watching it… I would never get up there.

I wandered around a bit more and found there were smaller virtual reality setups around, most of them had the form of vehicles that the player sat in. I was heading towards one that looked like a miniature version of Star Tours, thinking maybe I could at least check that one out. I went over to the machine and waited a few minutes for the person currently using it to finish. While I was waiting, my mind went back to James and I got pissed again, and I was also able to spot clear indications that he was cheating… I had no doubt in my mind. So I was just sitting there getting more and more upset.

The machine finally came to a stop, so I got up and waited impatiently for the person to get out… they were taking forever! What was taking so long? I just wanted to kill something since James had been stabbing me in the back… I just wanted to hurt someone… I just wanted… someone to care about me… my anger turned to depression, I felt like I might cry now, which I really didn't want to do where other people could see me. I could do it once I was in the machine… and finally the door opened and a man came out. I was about to get into the machine when I recognized the man, it was MoSh! I felt like I really needed a friend, maybe it wasn't a coincidence that I had met him here… I didn't say anything to him, I just put my arms around him, and though I was ashamed of it, I was crying anyhow. MoSh seemed confused by my behavior, but he finally returned the hug. That's all I remember before I woke.

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

06-10-10 I was in a stand off situation with Steen, a good friend of my parents and it became increasingly obvious that the guy had lost his mind. We were in a tropical forest setting in a small circle of houses where my parents lived in one cottage, myself in another and Steen and his wife in a third. Can't recall exactly how many there was. We were circling the centre of the small court created by the houses. I came in there with a broom fully intending not to let him hurt anyone. He had another garden tool in his hands although his significantly more dangerous than mine. In order to get him to a state where I could reason with him I asked him to drop it and showed. He threw it away but not very far, just on the roof top of one of the houses and it slid back down to him. I demonstrated by picking up the broom (the one I had already thrown away O.o) and hurling it convincingly and clearly over a house. Steen tried again, but this time it just remained on the house. He attacked me and I somehow managed to get on to a roof top where I could move freely between the houses. I called out for someone to call the loony patrol as he needed help. Steen was not about to let that happen and when my dad came out and tried to phone running around the houses on the outside of the circle Steen took up chase. I found some sharp long triangular constructions, designed to stick in the ground with two rings attached to support a fishing rod, 4 of them in total. I started hurling these towards Steen, having to make sure I took into consideration the way he moved. The first nearly hit his leg, but I quickly ran out of them and when Steen realised he grabbed a pitchfork and stabbed my dad in the back. My dad bled to death and I woke up.

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I was on a boat in Thailand and there was a security guy who explained that if I had to get cash out I could use my card and I would get the cash later on. Pretty stupid proposal but it made sense at the time and I agreed. My family and friends were on two different boats. The one I was on was expensive as hell where a drink or a beer would cost something like 14 Euros vs. less than one on the other. This started to piss me off. A lot of people shopped some equipment on this particular boat and all of them had to get in a car and pick it up somewhere out in town. I think I wasn't allowed to go, might have pissed someone off and gotten myself thrown off the trip. But I had to follow the car with my cousin in it, as he was going to a sports shop to pick up his stuff. At this point I heard talks of the bank as well which was where I was going. I failed to follow the car all the way to the bank and ended up in a toilet in a shop somewhere. I trashed the place by putting plastic covers (the ones you get in swimming stadiums, if you don't want to take off your clothes, to cover your shoes) in the toilet bowl. I ended up adding a large black plastic bag and a full roll of toilet paper as well. There fuckers, have that! During this furious material waste attack on someone unrelated to my deceivers, I did think to myself that it wasn't like me to cat like I was doing. This was after all a tremendous waste, damaging the planet in the long haul (I don't 'consume' much).

There may have been a change in the dream or this is a later dream with exactly the same plot and setting. I am in the boat again, not fuming as much over being cheated, but it is on my mind. We go to a shopping centre and a good friend of the family (I refer to her as my second mum) buys me a wallet, as my current one is very burned. I check to make sure it isn't made of leather as I don't particular like materials where you have to kill to extract it. And sure enough she was aware of it and the wallet looks a lot like my current in a linen like material. I myself end up going back in the shop to pick up a one piece rain suit, which I do wonder why it is in a shop in Thailand, but I think it may come in useful in Denmark. I find my own pair of shorts on the same rack and pick em up. Then there is something about Rasmus having parked the boat in the garage with my dad's boat, and he doesn't want to get it out for the people throwing a garden party in his garden (WTF!).

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

04-09-10 I seem to recall 4 dreams although they are very fragemented and possibly interconnected.

I am in a tunnel, there are a series of doors that have to be opened by shutting down the power supply and reconnecting it again, as I proceed through the tunnel the difficulty of the tasks increase. My friend Daniel is there, he is pretty useles in this dream, so I am trying to teach him how to do the assignments. At one point he is trying to reconnect the power to a door, but I see that it is a tricky task so I take over, as I attempt to reconnect the power I get electrocuted with something like 300 volt, and I am unable to let go of the cord. I feel the shock (very realistically!) but I am able to scream, I keep yelling to Daniel that he has to pull me off it as I myself am unable, he is just laughing. He keeps laughing, I sense that he thinks I am joking, after a while he realise I am in agony and his smile fades from his face, I wake up before he pulls me away from the power.
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I am in a heroes of might and magic setting and there is a woman who is teaching us how to build in order to get an early victory and achievement (I know heroes doesn't have achievements). Daniel (same guy from above) is moving for me and screws up the entire plan. I get angry. I think there is something I am supposed to do when I get angry but think little more of it (Anger and acting on aggression is a clear dream sign for me, so whenever I have a slight aggressive thought IRL I RC)
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There is a big group of old friends of mine from highschool and we are working on obtaining cash to go somewhere on a ship. There is a shop that sells equipment we need in order to get the money. I have bought a ferrari, an old worn down ferrari, and my friends are mocking me for breaking my code of conduct regarding consumerism. That is until they see the car. I seem to have also bought a bike where the wheels have no tires, pretty pointless. Lasse gammelgaard is in a wheelchair and needs a certain moped, but he is unable to bargqain the price down within his budget of 18,700 Danish kroner. As we are preparing to leave my cousin explains that he is not going to leave Mads behind, I explain that I just saw Mads and my cousin convince me to say goodbye, which I agree to. Unfortunately Mads has been taken to a mental instituion. We find him and join him for group therapy, he is just goofing around he has no intentions of taking it seriously so we start goofing around as well. Apparently Thure, my flat mate, becomes the center of attention for not only the therapist, but also the rest of the group. However the Therapist is starting to suspect that some of the people there are not supposed to be there, apparently she can tell that we have been watching movies, which means we are not allowed to be there. The group is disbandening slowly with people laughing as they leave.
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I am with B, a friend of mine, and she tells me she really wants sex, and by that she means very quickly and with me. This is weird we are too close friends for this I think, but seeing as I do fancy her a bit I go with it. We kiss, she tells me that won't be required she is ready, she takes her top off revealing some perky small pink nipples on perfect breats, just dying to be licked, so I do this. She tells me I don't have to do this she is ready. Essentially she wants it hard and fast! So I start removing her stockings and by doing this gets extremly excited and wake up.
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I ma playing startcraft in a 4 player game. I get my ass handed to me big time, the winning player admits there was a bug in the game he exploited although he didn't know it would be there.

Notes: The funny thing is that Daniel from my dreams (the first time I dream of him) actually ended up disturbing 3 WILD attempt during the morning, by first starting a hoover upstairs, then turning on the music and lastly knocking on the floor all at times when I was extremely close to transitioning. This made me angry at first, but I thought it funny later on =P

I've been having this one a lot lately.
I am seventeen. There is nothing around me except darkness. Then, I can hear a woman screaming loudly. Suddenly I can see myself tackling someone to the ground and stabbing them violently in the back. Everything goes black again, but I can still hear the screaming. I’m not sure if it’s me, or the woman I was stabbing.

Note: These are some dreams where I don't remember the entire thing from beginning to end, these are basically fragments that I remember.

*Damned Templars!*
I was in my front yard and I was lucid, though I don't know how I became lucid, I just was. I remembered the goal I had was to locate Xildron so I could try to heal him and change him back to his dragon form. The portal I opened was directed to locate Xildron, it took a few minutes, but it finally opened and I went into it. Everything was going normally until there appeared to be some kind of explosion right in the middle of my wormhole, and I was thrown out of it and onto a gray dusty surface like that of the moon. I immediately jumped up and looked around to see where I had landed. It didn't look like Earth's moon at all, there was a bright blue star shining in the sky, and I could see a giant ringed planet that the moon was orbiting around. Another thing I saw was that I was completely surrounded by Templars, several of them were chuckling at me, a few others looked annoyed, a couple of them looked like they were scared… Those assholes had interrupted my search for Xildron!

I was really too pissed off at them to think about what their reason for stopping me was, whether it was deliberately to keep me from reaching Xildron or if it was not related to that search. The Templars moved to attack me, and I attacked them at the same time, forming Witchblade into a sword and cutting the first couple that came at me clean in half. The ones who had been laughing were no longer amused, the ones who looked pissed were attacking me more aggressively, and the ones who had appeared afraid had actually turned around and run for it. I took care of the ones attacking me with a blast of flames that tracked in on each one of them. The Templars were all consumed in flames, tendrils from Witchblade reached out and grabbed the ones running away, wrapping around them and crushing them to death. Those stupid Templars always get in the way at the wrong time!

*So Very Angry*
Alicia and I were walking through the swap meet looking at the various things that were for sale there. Most everything I saw there was junk, something I wouldn't take home even if the seller paid me to take it. The reflection of sunlight off of metal drew my attention into a jewelry shop. Alicia followed me as I went inside to browse the items that were for sale within. Trash. That's what they were selling, shelves and shelves of trash, plastic rings, candy necklaces, kid's jewelry that was so obviously fake that it wasn't even funny. So what was it that had drawn my attention from so far away? Just then, I saw the sunlight reflecting off of a piece of jewelry on a display near the outside of the seller's stall. I went over and looked at what turned out to be a bracelet with beautiful blue stones around it. There was a second silver bracelet there that looked like a southwestern design. I thought I might want one of those. I wanted to browse a bit more. I looked around the rest of the booth, then came back to choose a bracelet, the blue one. Both were gone. I asked where they had gone. Alicia said she had bought them. Both of them?! She said yes. I got pissed, I was yelling at her and saying she had taken everything worth buying in the store. She said it wasn't everything… I asked the shop owner if they had any more decent jewelry. She said no. I yelled at Alicia some more about taking all of it, I was pissed… I yelled at her a lot more, told her she should give me one of the bracelets since I had found them first, hand over the blue one, you bitch! You selfish bitch! Alicia turned and left the store in tears, leaving me thinking I had been too hard on her over a small issue and wondering why I had gotten so angry.

*Don't Brush Your Hair With a Toothbrush!*
I was in an apartment with a man, I don't know who he was. I had the idea it was a temporary arrangement due to some natural disaster. I watched him get up one morning and go into his bathroom. He didn't close the door because he wasn't using the toilet. I saw he was grooming himself. He shaved most of his beard off, leaving only sideburns there. Didn't he know those were out of style? It didn't really matter. I wasn't the fashion police… The man made a strange face of frustration as he tried to get his sideburns to lie down properly and was totally unsuccessful, the more he messed with them the more they wanted to stand up. Finally he got a smirk on his face. He took his toothbrush from a drawer, wet it, and began brushing his sideburns with his toothbrush… um… yuck… I wondered why he was doing that, although it became quickly clear that the attempt was a success. He smirked as he made the hair lie down exactly how he wanted it to. He then proceeded to brush his teeth with the same toothbrush… definite yuck. I left to the kitchen to make some breakfast. A short time later, the man came out and asked if I could please fix him eggs, since I do such a good job. He smiled broadly… and all of his teeth were covered in rot… yuck! I told the man he shouldn't brush his hair with a toothbrush unless he wanted the lice to eat his teeth.

*Down With the Sickness*
I was in my bedroom getting ready to go to school. I rolled out of bed and went to the other room. I had my breakfast as usual, heated up a frozen egg, cheese, and sausage muffin, then went around and hugged on each of my cats. They were all soft, cuddly, and sweet as usual. There was nothing going on that even vaguely indicated this was not a completely normal day. That is everything was normal until I went into the bathroom to take care of doing my hair for the day. I noticed it looked strangely out of place, not like it normally does first thing in the morning. My hair is short, so there is usually very little to be done with it to make it look good enough for my liking. This time it was all hanging at weird angles… Oh, well. I would have to wet it down before I could brush it properly. I splashed water on my face and head, then started brushing my hair. Huge chunks of the hair were coming out on the brush! This continued until the entire crown of my head was bald, completely bald. The rest of the hair seemed firmly attached, but the crown of my head was bald! I tried hopelessly for a comb-over like some men try to get away with, then I looked at my scalp to see it was red and irritated, covered with strange soars. I could only stare at that and wonder over and over, "What is wrong with my body?" I was clearly quite sick, I didn't want anyone to notice, but I was sure I would have to see a doctor about this one.

(I should have written these down earlier today... Now I have forgotten most of them)

First:
I have vague memories of my brother Jimmy being angry as hell. I think it was at my parents place, but I am not sure. The Austrians were visiting and we were going to Stockholm. We talked about flying airplanes and I said that I have never gone anywhere with an airplane before (in real life I have traveled by air one time when I was 4). After further discussion I came to the conclusion that I had actually done it once before but for some strange reason I had no memories of it. I didn't think much about it.

-memory gap-

Something about herbs used for cooking. That it is much more efficient to gather fresh herbs by yourself in the forest than to buy them. Therefor we had to go to my grandpa who lives in fjällen becuase apparently they had herbs in abundance. Then I was walking in a forest there and saw wood sorrel on the ground. It wasn't really what I was after though so I didn't gather it. I was looking for parsley and oregano but found none.

Second:
There was a race held at the uni in Umeå and I was attending along with some random people from the cognitive science program I attended IRL some year ago. The race started at the pond and continued along the road next to the lärarutbildningshus. I ran along the race track and after a while it led into a house. I think it was a store or something. Now Jimmy was there and it was if as the race didn't exist at all. Jimmy was following me around.

I opened a door that led down to the basement. It was an extremely narrow stairway so you almost had to squeeze yourself down. I started to go down and Jimmy followed. There was a lot of cobwebs on the walls. They were very detailed and I could see small dead insects, web structures and spiders. Most was small and I wasn't bothered by them. I knew that Jimmy didn't like spiders so I warned him about them and said that he should crouch to avoid them. He failed to avoid the last web and it got stuck on his chest without him noticing. I saw that it contained a very large spider (~4cm diameter). I told him about it and he tried to shove it off. It fell on the floor and the spider got squashed. Another spider appeared from the damaged web and approached me. I got disgusted and tried to shove it away but the web was sticky and it partly stuck on my fingers. It felt very repulsive.

I don't know how the spider episode ended but me and Jimmy entered another room and it was decorated with very old furniture. We approached a child bed that we thought was very typical of the old furniture style. It didn't really look like a bed, it was more like a strange cloth tube. It lead to another room and I think we were going to enter it through the bed.

14.03.2010

'Piss off!' (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I dreamt I would clean up my room. Actually there only was a big mountain of stuff. I climbed on it and distributed some dynamite.
There was a rocksong played in the background, sounded like 'Drei' by Killerpilze.
Later my mother came and gave me a letter. I seems like the letter was one I used to send recently, but it came back, because I put not enough stamps on it. Strangely the missing stamps where already put on it.
My mother still stands there and annoyed me somehow. That went so far, 'til I woke up and automatically said "piss off!". 2 seconds later I recognized, that my mother only annoyed me in the dream.

Greetings from Germany,
Matthias.

I went up to my school bus as usual, I got up to the door of the bus, and the bus driver said "doctor's note?", I was confused as to why he wanted one, I asked him "don't you mean bus pass?", and he told me "no no, doctor's note, or you ain't getting on the bus".

So I shouted at him "YOU FUCKER" and started walking to school, I started to walk faster, then I ended up running.
I only remember about an 8th of the journey to school, the next thing I remember is me actually at school.
Then there was some kind of talent contest going on, there was this kid playing the guitar for it, and he played a bit, and everyone said he sucked. Then Slash (not me, the actual guitarist) came on stage out of nowhere and helped him, then the kid really fucking rocked. Then Slash started crying "he's way better than me, I'm finished!!"

Then I went home and I saved some kid's life from a falling tree or something. The parents rewarded me with something which was in 3 long boxes. I never even opened the boxes. Then the next thing I remember was being with the kid and his parents and brother in this cafe type place. All of us got a Yorkie bar, and I got a can of Irn Bru.

The next thing I can remember (I think this is into another dream) was being in this weird castle type place. I was with a bunch of other people and we were being chased by something/someone and I found a sniper rifle on the way, but once that thing/person got closer, I took the scope off to make it easier to aim. (this part was kind of like a video game, every time we died, we came back to life again to try again) I finally killed it/him/her and then I remember we walked away and that's all I remember.




Then I had done WBTB, I went on DV chat for about 45 minutes. I then tried to WILD, I lay there without moving any limbs, but I just couldn't keep my eyes still, I tried concentrating on my eyes to keep them still, that gave me a headache, so I remembered that you are supposed to think about something else and it will relax itself. But, my headache was just so bad, I couldn't be bothered with the WILD attempt any more. So, I turned on my side and went to sleep.

I don't remember much of these dreams right now, but I can remember going on my computer and writing in my dream journal here on DV, I remember typing in the title of the post, and I saw the auto-complete thing come up when I started typing, and I noticed the subtlest of things, I saw "october" (without a capital "O"), I thought to myself "I have always put capital "O", I was confused, but before I had a chance to consider whether it was a dream or not; I woke up, I never moved kept my eyes still, I didn't have DEILD in mind, but I landed in a dream and I was thinking to myself "wait a minute, I wasn't here a minute ago, oh yea, I'm dreaming now.

AND BAM!!!
I woke up. And here I am typing out this DJ post.
I could not be bothered trying to DEILD again, because I just kind of felt like it was getting late.


On a side note, I remember in one of my dreams, I was trying to get to the moon. But I don't think I made it there. I had Nomad's black tower thing in mind. But I think I ended up not going. And I could swear I was even lucid at that point too, but, my recall of that dream was so terrible, I just don't know if it was or not, so I won't count it as lucid.