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i think my recall hasn't been very good for awhile now because i don't challenge myself to try and remember anymore than the basic. i need to work on recall.

A Team Mission (non-lucid)

I am in an elevator with two other gentlemen. They are formally dressed and carrying guns. They say something about how we are actually inside somebody. I don't know, it didn't make much sense. I am also carrying a gun.

The elevator bell dings and we move out. Location is a nice sort of hotel. The whole this is very Inception like.



There is a gun fight with some rather fat cops. We easily kill them. MY ally has some sort of bot he calls into action that helps shoot them down.

We proceed into a lower level warehouse. The place is flooded with a strong current. Strong enough to sweep you away. I make it across by jumping in front of boxes where the current is slowed. End.

Drugz (non-lucid)

I am at a baseball game with my family and some business men in suits. I take something but realize the game is about to end. I don't want anyone to see me, my face is swollen. An 'obvious' sign I am on something. I walk down to another field.

The dream becomes extraordinarily vivid as I sit and mediate. I felt calm and aware, relaxed but not lucid. Or maybe I was lucid.

That dissipated once my family caught up to me. "Why is your face so swollen?" m asks.

I don't remember much else aside. I almost completely forgot this even happened.

2 story lines in which I was able to re-enter.

A Close Game (non-lucid)

The top of the first inning we are on the field. I am in the outfield but we've got an extra fielder. My teammates make a lot of errors but I make 2 diving catches. The pitcher strikes a guy out. They score 7 runs.

My first at bat I get a single and the runner in front of me steals so I steal. We score a few runs.

I make another diving catch.

My next at bat some fat kid tries to bat instead but I tell him to get lost. I take it to a full count, foul one with a defensive swing and get walked. The coach spits in my path so I stare him down. We close the gap, 7-5.

Frags:

1. The other storyline is the collapse of America or something. The wealthy elite jump ship. There aren't even police. Just chaos. I am in some rural area. Some women is attacked by thugz and she tazes them. She runs when she sees me. A car chase with the one sheriff, he hits my car and knocks it into some water. "New American Republic"..."Press Start" I saw. Like is was a video game.

I got a new pen. At least one good non-lucid in there and a dream in which I talk about lucid dreams.

NWO Take-Over w/ Population Reduction (non-lucid)

I am in a school auditorium and a man is explaining how this is the last city that hasn't been exterminated. The citizens are all locked away in another room. Everyone else has been exterminated. I don't remember much of what he said. He reveals one ring leader to be George Lucas who is pushing an older man in a wheelchair.

Somehow I escape and free the people in the other room who all fight back against the oppressors. We push them out into the streets. There isn't much NWO resistance. You'd think they'd have armed thugz. We push them out of the town and take it back and burn everything to the ground including a baseball stadium. That was real cool and vivid, the flames.

We know they will be back and try to finish the job so we pick watch guards. We find a spy van and another but destroy them. A fun dream that was so vivid at two points I almost become lucid. There was also a point in which I run into my house and find my bro on a computer with his friend.

Frags:

1. BroZ and I are in some car chase and our car has a mounted grenade launcher. I have to swtich multiple times and both shoot and drive. I did some Tokyo drift stuff. That was cool.

2. I am at a bridge with some old friends including Lee. He is playing guitar. We go back to my house where we hear some annoying new neighbors. We go over there and I enter the home. Don't remember much else but some heavy romance up in her room.

At one point, I remember going in between the houses and finding a swimming pool with a black man in it, smoking. He just looked at me like I was crazy.

3. I was talking to BroY about lucid dreams and he started telling everyone else. I was real mad because, generally speaking, I enjoy my privacy.

4. I was at work with BroZ. We asked to borrow a drill but the boss said no and we were real mad. We wouldn't make it to the store in time before it closes.

A large crowd of kids from my high school have planned to go to a mall, then the Cincinnati Reds Hall of Fame and a ballgame. I am with them, but am rather low on cash and already have the giveaway bobblehead from the Hall of Fame. When they leave for the Reds, I stay to bum around in the mall. I head to a Barnes and Nobel to buy a copy of the Tao te Ching. When I get to the shelf where it's kept, I'm accosted by a clerk who says I tried to shoplift it earlier and thus am not allowed to buy it. I get angry and start to make a scene. I notice that mixed with the books on the shelf is a poorly written journal (text RC failed); its owner, a cute black girl, returns to claim it and takes the Tao te Ching along with it. Now I'm really pissed, and I go to pick a fight with a random customer. I soon realize he outclasses me in every way, but I refuse to back down and lose pretty badly.

I needed to step back for a few days and relaxed. Real stressed and poor sleep. I am going to start focusing more on the WILD technique and no real goals to speak of. Back to basics with stabilization and exploring the dream I spawn in. And maybe something nice and relaxing like just flying.

I incubated a baseball dream. I was at the field but not playing. I was behind a shack with Bros and we had committed murder. We had to clean the small plastic pool we just used to drain the blood in a creek behind the shed.

Another pretty cool dream battle. I was fighting this Bebop-like pig on an old pirate ship. He had a big axe but I was able to dodge and leg sweep, cutting his legs off. There was also a bit at the beginning we were exploring an underwater cavern and taking pictures or recording video.

I miss a ton of dream signs. I am going to start doing more reality checks irl. Pretty long entry today.

Really Awesome Movie (non-lucid)

I sit down with my parents to watch that new movie Inception on DVD. It starts out pretty normal like the trailer. Then Robin Williams shows up and all hell breaks loose. It is fuzzy but he explains to a group of young adults the dream is the new reality. And there is a war raging for their minds or something goofy. But then I see a giant sized Incredible Hulk an other super heroes, both known and unknown, running down the highway. Picking up cars and destroying stuff and fighting. It was crazy.

The weakest young adult hero said he never had a lucid dream. Robin Williams shows him the van fun of alien looking guns. The guy picks up and guy and shoots himself. Then he shoots a beam from his hand at Hulk and it changes his hair. Robin Williams says “A haircut? That is all you got? We're doomed.”

BroZ is yelling to us from upstairs and we can't hear the movie. It is already on low volume. D tries to turn it up but there is a tech failure and the volume won't change.

Baseball Tryouts With a Sexy Time Traveling Cyborg Cop From the Future (non-lucid)

I am trying out for a baseball (!) team. At first I am in left field and doing real bad. They keep hitting the ball over my head or to the side and I just can't get it.

Then I go to a dugout to wait in line to bat. The guy at bat is crushing home runs. When I do get up to bat I do poorly again. I hit weak ground balls and even get hit with a pitch. I won't make the team.

But while I am on deck, I notice a man standing beside me. The Cyborg is pitching. She takes a gun from her holster and places the laser sight on his head. “Go home” she tells him. He turns around and sits on a picnic cloth with a computer. He types something and disappears. The player beside me is blown away. “He must be a time traveler” I say. Then my vision fills with “Time Traveling Cop 2188” like a tv show and then back to normal. “What year are you from I ask the Cyborg pitcher?” She comes to me behind the fence.

She gets real close and shows me this flashlight thing sort of gadget on her arm. I put my arms around her waist. “What other gadgets are you hiding?” I ask. Her eyes bulge from her face and light up green. Night vision.

“Let's call it a night.” She yells and tells us all we have another try out tomorrow. My ride home is waiting. I clean up the bats but can't find mine.

Free Sandwiches (non-lucid)

I am in car and drive over a bridge. A man tosses several sandwiches in the topless car. The girl I am with explains the ingredients and said it is too big. Last time she could only eat half and still felt like she was going to die.

I was standing in the middle of a baseball stadium. The place was packed and I was about to announce the player's names. But instead of giving me a sheet with the names on it, I h ad to do something else. They were handing me USB cords of different sizes and shapes and by looking at the cords, I had to say the player's names. Very weird. And it was hard. I couldn't do it. It was not embarrassing, and I was making a joke out of it to the audience. Then out of nowhere, Blair came and helped me get them all done.

And you thought I wouldn't update!

15.09.2009

I Cheat at Baseball (Non-lucid)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There I was, a member of a horrible baseball team competing in a large competition. We were playing ball in a huge stadium that was filled to the brim with anxious and rowdy spectators. I knew my team was horrible when they started celebrating after throwing the ball to third as a runner approached it, stopping him. Still celebrating the ball was tossed to someone random instead of the pitcher, which allowed the runner to go all the way home. What a bunch of retards.

There's only one way I figure we can win this. I need to use my psychic powers to manipulate the path and speed of the ball. It was a perfect plan, and I thought nothing could go wrong. All I needed to do was pitch. Unfortunately, my teammates wouldn't allow me to step up to the mound. Well then, I thought, I guess I'll just have to make sure they catch it. And soon enough, via some sort of time lapse, the score was 5-8, with us in the lead. I had only had to make minimal use of my powers.

It was my turn up to bat soon, so I attempted some practice swings. I failed pretty miserably on the first two I tried, but the third hit was fairly decent. I made the mistake of telling the other team all I had to do was keep the ball out of their reach to make it all the way home. We got into a short discussion about how it wasn't fair I was using psychic powers at which point I hit the ball and it flew high into the sky. the guy who was arguing with me was interrupted by a teammate who reminded him of something discreetly. All of a sudden his body started growing taller at a ridiculous rate. He had been cheating this whole time, too!

As he got closer and closer to my pop fly, I force pushed it with all my might, higher and higher into the air. He struggled to keep growing taller, and right before he could grasp his glove around the ball I shouted, "FALCAWN KICK!" and delivered a momentous kick that took out his footing, making him crash down to earth. Not that it mattered, we had already scored three points while this was happening. And it was time to switch sides.

06.07.2009

Baseball, Dances, and Math (Non-lucid)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







It's the top of the ninth, the score is 0-0. Two outs already on the board. I'm up to bat in a game and field that seems reminiscent of my old middle school. I start out swinging lefty, but miss the first ball. I remember that I'm a righty and step into the other box. Another swing and a miss. It's at this point I realize the bat itself has a large chunk of it broken off. I step out of the box, intending to fix this problem. I must have at some level realized I was dreaming, because all it took was a little will power and running my hands along the bat to fill in the rather large spot where the break was.

Immediately, I felt the difference in the weight of the bat. I stepped back into the batter's box. I mention that, with these new repairs, I'm 2/3 more likely to hit the ball. The pitcher, feeling my intent to knock it out of the park, walked me to first. The next batter hit a line drive through second which the second baseman missed. I somehow managed to make a run on that play. The next batter hit a home run, putting us up by three. Then we switched sides. I have no idea who got out, but w/e. They managed to get one controversial run that evoked an argument among the players and caused the game to be shut down by the person moderating it. After that, it was off to the dance.

I hate dances, so it makes sense that this next part was relatively short.

I go to the dance and enter the only open bathroom, with a classmate, at the end of the hall. Freshening up involves shaving, and dabbing my rampaging acne with a wet paper towel. When I'm done, I make my way through the throng of people. The dark atmosphere and hairdos reminded me of the late 90's. However, it isn't long before I recall I have a math quiz to get to.

The quiz is in a room from my old high school. I take a seat. And grab the stack of papers sitting there, thinking them to be the quiz. They were, but these quizes were already graded. I noticed a few hundreds, so I figured that despite my lack of studying I would be fine. I give papers back to the teacher and somehow procure a blank quiz. Let's just say when you combine simple Calculus concepts with Discrete Math concepts, and more advanced Calculus concepts, and horribly impossible questions that have no way to be solved, you get one bitch of a quiz. It didn't help that the teacher was standing over me half the time. I'm really self conscious about my Math. . .

The dream ended before I could finish the quiz.

My next dream involved some crazy mixture of Pokemon, Phantasy Star Online, traditional Japanese RPGs, and platforming. Much of it was pretty abstract, convoluted, and would be difficult to write about. So, I'm not going to.

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06.07.2009

Action Fragments (Non-lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







A lot of action dreams. I can't remember many of the details unfortunately. I'm pretty sure there were swords involved.

Black = AwakeBlue = LucidRed = Dream

Location: A College or large school of some sort

I am in some sort of college classrom, and my 7th grade math teacher, Mr. Chawgo, also our baseball coach, is teaching some sort of class. It was either world history or some type of math. Nobody was doing anything. I start hearing something like a horse naying outside. We were all just sitting there, and Mr. Chawgo was lying back in his wheelie chair when our assistant principal walks in. He says, "Whose horse is that?" Jason says it's his, so i look out the window, and sure enough, theres a brown horse tied to a post with a bunch of cars parked all around it. It keeps making noise and trying to get away, but the cars just beep their horns at it.

We all decide to walk downstairs, and grab some baseballs and baseball gloves. Mr. Chawgo hurls one at me from 15 feet away and, even though i haven't played baseball in 8 years, i manage to catch it perfectly. We then start walking down my high school gym hallway, and as we xit, we are just outside what appears to be my sisters college. As we round the corner the assistant principal walks up and tells Jason he needs to get his horse. He says O.K. and goes to get it. I then see some sort of sign with a diagram of the school and the boundries / roads round it. It looked like a the white house from above, only flat and not as fancy. I also shows where we are and where Jason's hose is, which is when i then woke up.