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Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

Night of April 22-23

I have returned to Japan to live there again. I live in an apartment that is in the same city and the same neighborhood as the one I lived in the first time, but it's several times as big, and has a separate kitchen as well as a larger bathroom.

I'm outside of the building, on the north side of it, standing on a large, open, elevated concrete plaza. [It kind of resembled the one that's part of the queue for Space Mountain at Disneyland, now that I think of it, only bigger. It definitely doesn't exist in real life, at least, not there.] I admire the view of the nearby hills and the old houses that are on top of them. [Um, what?] There is a tourist there with me, pointing a camera to the south at the big apartment building behind me. I tell him that he's at one of the three or four most popular places in the city to take pictures. [What. There are an awful lot more than three or four such places in my city, and that certainly isn't one of them.]

I have a conversation with someone in Japanese, and I seem to handle it fairly well. The words come quite easily. [And I don't remember any of them being off or weird, as they sometimes have been in previous dreams.] Nevertheless, I feel concerned about my Japanese language abilities no longer being adequate to deal with the day-to-day tasks of living here, especially not now that I'm fully responsible for dealing with all the transaction details for things like bills and rent. [This is currently of my ongoing background thoughts in real life, too, but one I haven't been able to give much conscious thought to. Obviously.] I take out my foreign resident registration card, look at it, and think, This is the one from last time, so it's expired now, but it'll be good until I can get an updated one. [Um, no. It doesn't work that way. I don't have the one from last time anymore in real life; I handed it in upon leaving Japan to return to the U.S., which is required.]

Night of April 23-24

My mom and I are driving through a wild area in the brown car. We're looking for an outdoor wedding ceremony that someone told us we should attend. We drive along, and I spot the ceremony: it's taking place on the opposite side of the river from where our car is. We drive along the river for a ways, looking for a place where we can cross it and turn around.

[Different scene.] My mom and I are shopping in the shopping center nearest our house [the one we often walk through in reality]. We're in a smallish, narrowish store that sells beauty products. We leave it and walk along the walkway that passes in front of all the shops, heading back home on foot. There is a man there who only has the upper half of one leg left, and who gets around on crutches. There is also a woman in an electric mobility vehicle there. She's wearing a T-shirt [I think; or it might have been a sign] with text on it that says that she's from a very large family, and that her mother started having children when she was only 11 [!!]. I get into a very long, involved conversation with this woman. [I don't remember most of it now, but I do remember that] One of the topics of conversation is how different our points of view and perspectives are because of the different experiences we've had. At one point, I say, “And I don't care about kids, unless they're my students.” She replies, “You see? Different perspectives.” We walk all the way to the end of the shopping center and turn up the road that leads back to my house.

1-20-11


Dream 1:

I was feeling a little depressed about my raw diet. I hadn't been feeling good one night and let myself eat some warm soup (yes, that was in real life) and was feeling down about it thinking that I had totally blown everything. So I found Markus Rothkranz (wish I had remembered I needed to go flying with him again.) I sat down with him and started to tell him my tragic story about giving in and eating the soup. I went on and on and he was a wonderful listener. But before I could get any feedback from him Jillian Michaels comes in and pulls me away and asks me to talk to her about how I was doing on my diet. So I began my sad story again to her. But I was able to tell her that I thought that the reason I wasn't feeling well the night of the "soup incident" was that I had been really working hard doing her workouts every morning and that I thought that maybe that had triggered a detox.

I woke up before either Markus or Jillian could talk to me, but I feel that this dream was good because I got to put my feelings into words and share and get it off my chest.




Dream 2:

I was in a store or place where Tom Delonge was. Most people had already gotten autographs and left. I finally went up to him and asked if I could take a picture with him. But when I tried I found that my camera just wasn't taking pictures. But I knew that if I switched it to video mode that it would work, so I did that and got some clips of him being goofy. The dream went on and i can't remember all the details. We were hanging out doing something. And he started flirting with me and told me I had a nice butt. And then he kept trying to touch it.





I know....I know....Famous people = Dreaming. Especially famous people trying to touch my butt.

Just not catching it.

3-16-11

Lucid dream:


I was standing on the lawn by my grandparents' house and looking at the sky. Over the mountains I could see a beautiful cloud. It was colored like a rainbow (like the picture Moonbean used to have in her sig). I pulled out my camera and tried to take a picture. I was so thrilled that I had my camera with me this time, The last time I had seen a cloud like this I was so frustrated that I had left my camera at home. But as I tired to take a picture I found that the button seemed jammed. I tried again and again. I couldn't believe my poor luck to be standing in front of this gorgeous unusual cloud and not able to take a picture.

Blam. This is a dream.

I started to fly. I remembered that I needed to go to the Moon. I wasn't going to miss another lucid opportunity. I looked up at the sky. I could see the moon shining back at me in the evening sky. I started to fly towards it and quickly realized that I needed to find a quicker way. As I continued to fly I concentrated on forming a portal in front of me so I could fly through it and be on the Moon. But attempt after attempt brought me no result except for a light fuzzy pink patch that I passed right through. Finally I was fed up. I had to get to the Moon now. So with all the determination I had left I decided to just change the sceney and BE on the Moon. Suddenly everything around me started to turn white and grey. I could see hills and craters around me. I landed and took a big jump (this is something I had really wanted to do). My jump took me up slow motion into lunar sky. I noticed an interesting sound that accompanied the jump. I jumped several more times enjoying the odd sense of slow motion and sound. Then I looked over a hill. I saw houses. I went in one of the houses. Inside were two ladies that were cooking. I asked them what they were doing on the Moon. They told me that they were not on the moon. I told them to follow me out of the house and see. They were very surprised to see that their house was now on the Moon. I wondered if I had done something when I had changed the scenery and had somehow taken the houses with me...or taken the moon home to me.

And that's actually all I remember of being on the moon.

12.04.2011

The life of Her (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was an extremely long dream. I can only recall fragments from the first part of the dream. Several days, nights, months and years happened in this dream. I think I was a spirit guide from a lady since she was born until she was old. The whole dream covered the life of her. She had no name, so I call her, "Her" It felt odd to be a dream, I was not lucid and I was not Astral Traveling either.

- Her was born. Female, blonde, special child. She could see me.
- Years passed, she had a hard childhood. She only could trust me.

I was in a hotel with Her. Her was about 10.. The hotel did not have much decor, it was mainly a wooden closet, a bed with a green cover and two brown lamps. There was an odd lamp by the closet that made noises and revealed images from the future when you walked by, but I was uncomfortable, so I left. I started to talk with Her. Music sounded in the dream. She was sad because she had no friends. I told her to be assured people loved her. I told her she had indeed friends.

Now I was at a swimming pool. Her was about 18. Her was nervous and excited at the same time. She was going to have a race. She jumped on the second aisle of the right of the pool. Two female ladies tried to screw her, however, a third lady, who was Mexican jumped between then and pushed Her to the corner. Her was happy that she did not have to deal with the other two ladies anymore. A gun was shot and the race started. Her dove and started to swim very fast, she arrived second, someone arrived prior to her and received the gold medal.
Her left the swimming pool to me her only friend, or maybe two friends. I was floating in the middle of the pool, now empty. I could see the spectators seats. The seats were wooden and they had a shape like a pyramid. The sits were so next to each other that I could slide on them and get into the pool. Oddly, I did not splashed.

Now I was in some gardens. Her was about 40. Her found some hidden stuff of a friend. Her told me she was not a fancy city gal but a more rural gal who grow in the woods. She told me she had to act like a city gal to fit in. There was a small wooden house under a couple of trees. There was a sink in the middle of the house, but not faucets, just the sink. The sink looked old and damaged. There was not pipe on the bottom of the sink. I saw some blood under the sink (on the ground)

I was in a big forest, but it had almost no trees. Her was on her 80s. One of her last wishes was to take a picture of me, with her. I told her I did not belong to that world and I doubted the camera could picture me, but I tried. There camera had a two inch radius objective that was tried to a cord. She moved the objective and placed it on my forehead. Her said, "Right where the Third Eye is!" Then, she moved the objective back to the camera. It was dawn and after several tries, only her appeared on the photo. I decided to take some pictures of her and I told her that my energy would be within her photos. Her was happy. She smiled, lied down in the ground and died with a smile on her face. Shortly, I woke up.

Heading home from work. Traffic camera flashes. I kept cursing in my head. Making my way to a car workshop nearby, I parked close to the open entrance. I see my old friend working there. I instantly walked to a toolbox finding a worklight on it(on the left of the entrance), like if I knew it was supposed to be there. Im starting to look for my EVAP leak (which my car has in real life) while my friend keeps telling me to calm down about the speed camera.

At the car workshop there were many cars and workers, blue car lifted in the air to be welded from the bottom(on the right). Welding and putting the cars together. My friend was wearing yellow high-visibility t-shirt and blue pants. He sat on the driver's seat, left foot outside of the car

The road where the camera flashed is a real road and the camera was at the right spot, the workshop is not real for my knowledge.

I was doing 65kph on 50kph zone when camera flashed. The lights turned from green to red without showing the yellow at all. I drove the left lane, which was wrong lane if I was driving home.

AC DC was playing in the car, "If you want blood".

I was in someones front yard, but it was across the street from my neighbors in waking life. I was with my wife or my cousin N

I said, "Let's fly," and I took off. I saw the stars. I got heavy above the trees. I was not lucid.

--

I lost some kind of contest. I was walking down hill at night towards a restaurant or something.

I made it in went to a room to get dressed. I put on the clothes and wig that Americans wore in Washington's time. I stood very proud so as to not be bothered that I lost the contest.

--

I was outside and saw a mated pair of Bald Eagles. I couldn't believe it. They circled above. Then I noticed they were chasing hawks out of their territory.

I grabbed a professional video camera. I thought it was mine. As I started taking video of the eagles, I started playing the harmonica. That was weird; it was attached to the camera. It only played one note.

I took more video and played the harmonica that was up to my mouth again.

I looked at the camera and noticed it was a strange dream version of my brother's old XL-1. It was partly blue and had wires making on empty frame underneath the body of the camera. I tried to see the harmonica, but it wasn't very obvious.

In waking life, my father taught harmonica. He also went to a Deepak Chopra seminar where he was told that the eagle is his animal spirit or something.

Dream skip: I'm in a building and receiving sun glasses. I'm some black market distributor. I am happy because this means money, but I realize I'm in business with thugs. This is dangerous business.

I start seeing guys that get bigger and tougher up the chain of command. Each one is stronger than the next.

Finally I see the big boss. He's a black guy. One of the white guys tries to make me look good. He climbs up onto a platform, I get ready, and as he jumps me, I grab his jacket and throw him to the floor. This is designed to show that I can handle myself.

I start hitting, though pulling my punches. Again, I am just showing what I could do, though I was slow and very unconvincing.

I end up in a car with two black girls. I'm stroking the hair of one of them and I wonder if the other one accepts me.

--

My nephew was depicted as a cartoon character. He was outside in the snow. His mother called him Snow Cheese.

Then his mother started drawing cartoons of him. She was coming up with the text effortlessly. They were funny, but I never knew what they said.

steve was driving me somewhere and we were talking and i tried to take pictures of some light up birds on my phone. they were flying high in the sky and they looked really cool. at first i thought they were fireflies. but steve told me they were birds. i wanted to take pictures of them with my phone. i started to try and then i noticed i could zoom in really close to them, and then turn the camera 360 degrees from that point. it was amazing. it was like i was flying with them. swooping over mountainous terrain and just gliding along. it was a really great dream. i'm not sure where steve was driving to or if i returned to the "car imagery" once i was flying with the birds.

Dream 1 (Fragment)-- Drying Myself

I am drying my legs off with a white towel. I can see myself dripping water and know that I need to get dry quickly because I am somehow in a living room with my family. They are watching TV and sitting in a couch talking, but I don't look at them or see what's going on, I am really focused on my legs that I am drying off. I have a white bathing suit on. I start thinking about how I was just swimming with the kids in my grade, and this turns me PassObs until I wake up.

Dream 2-- Book Battle

I am in the back back seat of a car completely filled with people. I am talking on my cellphone and the car is apparently in the SM parking lot. Stephen Li calls out the name of a book I want to study, and there is a game going on. You have to go over to the person and claim a space to study the book or something, so I know I have to move quick. I try to end the conversation on the phone, but it doesn't end quickly enough. I start to climb over the back seat and thus over people. Eventually I get to the seat behind the passenger and I look over a Stephen who is holding up some science fiction novel. One of my friends had called dibs so I assumed I would still get a spot, but he says that the book is full.

Dream 3-- Fake Dream Guide (Lucid!)

I walk into this hotel room and start talking to this fattish guy who is standing up in front of the TV. As we talk, he moves to the other side of the room and sits down on the couch while I stay on the side with the TV. I say in a commanding voice, "I know I am dreaming just like I know 2 plus 2 is 4 and 5 plus 5 is 10 so please be my dream guide." He tells me to sit next to him. I sit down in the chair near where I am and say No, we should talk across the room like this. There is a pause and he says again that I should sit over near him and I say ok, get up and move around the left of a wooden table and sit on the other end of the black couch.

He asks me what I want to know. I say I want to know how to become a better person. He says "You ned a great enthusiasm..." and continues to segway into this rant about college and how it's a great opportunity to explore. He starts talking about princeton and it's prestige. I tell him "it's funny you should mention princeton because I was talking to a girl tonight who went there, I go to USC" he goes "Oh, fight on", gives the victory sign, and high fives me three times. He changes his position to sit cross-legged on the couch like me and I stop listening to his words. I become PassObs and the dream slowly fades away.

Dream 4 (Fragment)-- Justice Jim Carey

Jim Carey is somehow the judge for my court case. I'm the defendant and I don't even know what I'm being tried for. While I'm the defendant, I'm simultaneously the camera that changes location and vision from person to person depending on who is talking.

Dream 5-- Skateboarding Causes Injuries

On this green basketball court, I'm with this girl who I think is in a strong relationship with me. We are leaning on some bleachers, facing a tall metal fence that leads into the basketball court. There is a skateboard on the other side of the fence. There is another guy there with black hair, he's white, and about my age, I don't think he's my friend or anything in the dream. He tells my girl to go jump on the board and ride. She starts to walk over but I try to dissuade her by saying "I had to quit skateboarding because it's really dangerous, please don't go. You don't have to do this." She says she's going to go. I see her walk toward the board and my vision turns black.

When I open my eyes, I am on the side of the bed of the guy who we were with. He is asleep in his bed and his face is bloodied to hell. His whole cheek is swollen and some teeth are missing. I start to think about what is going on as he wakes up and gets out of bed. His whole pillow is covered in blood and it looks like he had fucked up on the skateboard, ran home, and instead of going to the hospital just went to bed because he was embarrassed or something that I had given all those warning and he had still hurt himself. He starts groaning in pain, and the next thing I know, I am the camera looking straight at a white door in a house. There is a wooden floor and white walls, the door is at the end of this hallway with a the hallway continuing to the left. The door opens and the guy's mom is helping him walk down the hallway toward me and I assume they are walking to the hospital.

*I did dream last night, but can't remember the dream. Then I woke up at about 5:30 am, then went back to sleep, and had another dream.*

I was hanging out with my friend Kim at his house. This technically wasn't his house since I've never been to his house in real life. His room was very big and his bed was very high up from the floor, kinda like on a platform with steps leading up to it. The only other things I remember about the room were that it was kinda girly with cream as the main color and pink as the accent color, the door was white and on the right wall (from where I was sitting on the bed), and that there was a small pink-framed TV against the wall facing me. Kim and I were laying on his bed (not in a sexual way). Kim's mom came into the room. It wasn't his mom because I've never met his mom in real life, and she was white and Kim is black. She was average sized with straight blonde hair and glasses. She was saying something to me, then left the room. She shouted something through the door, ending it with Daniel. I shouted back "Danielle!", which I thought was strange since I don't normally go by that. She came back into the room and told me that I needed to lean against Kim and read, then she left again. I took out my camera and was showing Kim this video I had mashed up with a bunch of clips. The only clips I can remember specifically were:
1. My boyfriend Chris staring into the camera. His eyes were really wide and he had this half smile on his face. He slowly moved his face towards the lens.
2. My friend Lilas and I in a room that wad almost like a lunch room. It was white with beige tile, and a bunch of round tables with beige chairs. Her and I were in our bathing suits. I can't remember hers, but mine was a blue one-piece that I actually wore at camp a couple summers ago. We put our arms over each others shoulders so another (unseen) person could take our picture.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a long line, probably all of young men, in a cafeteria or gymnasium that had been set up like a cafeteria. The cafeteria was crowded and busy. Everything had a bluish tinge to it. The line kind of snaked around in a square. It was moving slowly but steadily.

As I was working my way through the line, around one corner, I could see a group of girls sitting at the end of a long table. The girls looked like the girls from Girls Generation. They were also famous singers. I could see them only a little bit through the spaces between the people in front of me.

The girls started singing a little song/chant involving my name. It seemed like they were half-teasing me and half-flirting with me through the song. I knew that the girls were my friends. In fact, I had been sitting with them before I'd gotten in line.

I was now moving forward to where the girls could see me plainly. The line was still moving. I thought that as I passed the girls I would wave or do something like that to acknowledge them quickly without stopping and blocking up the line.

But when I was in full view of the girls, one of them told me to stop right where I was and stand still so she could take pictures of me. I stopped. But I was afraid of the guys behind me. They were tall and they seemed really mean. And it seemed like the instant I'd stopped walking, the guys had started to get impatient with me.

I was trying to think up a couple quick poses to give for the camera. But I could only think up feminine poses. I also felt shaky, because I was afraid of the guys behind me, who were getting very impatient. But I was trying to act unconcerned, innocently oblivious to the guys' anger. This somehow seemed feminine to me as well.

Some fragments:

Driving a white pick-up truck frantically down a freeway trying to get away from a dinosaur. (giant raptor) It was gaining on me be I was coming to an overpass and hoping he would get stuck. It suddnely occured to me that I was being overly optimistic and that I could really die. Don't remember how I got out of that one.

Decided to get back together w/ D4. Felt happy, but worried I was making a mistake. He was always nice to me, I kept thinking.

In NM for a family gathering. I had to leave the next morning. I was at the pool hanging out with my Mom. I asked her which bathroom was hers (we were all staying at someone else's house?) so I could use her shampoo and stuff when I showered. There was a giant lizard/miniature dinosaur in the pool, perhaps two of them- slowly moving towards me no matter where I went. They werent aggressive but it was making me nervous because the were definitely following me. I showed Mom. Went inside to shower, wondering what time i had to leave the next day.

Awoke int he middle of the night and looked out of the window. There were lights in the sky and it was tinted pink, and fist-sized rocks were floating in clumps about 5 feet off of the ground. I told my little sis J who was in the room with me and I looked for my camera. By the time I got my camera outside, most to all of the rocks were not floating anymore. I tried to take pictures, but the camera only worked sometimes. The entire family came out. It started getting light and then began to snow. I saw the first flakes form in the sky and fall down in front of me. I continued to take pictures of the family, some turning out distorted, but neat-looking. Someone pointed out a squirrel across the street. My brother was interacting with it. I took a pic, it ran, and my bro ran after it. There was a tiny horse- maybe 2-3 inches long- lying in the dirt. My mom pointed it out and I tried to photograph it, but through the lens I saw 2 other horse-like creatures getting in my way so I couldnt see the tiny horse and someone mentioned that the larger ones were trying to eat the little one and I walked away without looking. I felt it was too late to save him, as others were looking and telling me what was going on. I decided that this wasnt what I came outside for and I was going back in.

While hiking in nature, I saw a turtle and he was doing this really cute thing where he put his foot up in the air. I wanted to get a picture of him. And I whipped out my camera. I got a snapshot, but it was very tight, too close in. Then he noticed me and started to expand. He was about to do something stinky to make me leave. So I did!

Ok i used to live in a ministry home with a bad ass pastor who helped people get off of drugs and u know took in people off the streets n gave em a good home, it was for a few years when i was 13-17 years old.
anyway last night i had an extremely vivid dream about a huge school that was like the fusion of the last two schools i went to, but also the place where our entire school went for a field trip, go figure, the hallways were filled with people and i dropped in on a few classes meeting up with a few people i knew and whatnot. soon though the school changed scenes to a house on a hill near my actual house the house is huge at least two or three stories tall with two floors going below ground as well and super coushy, and well furnished but missing an entire wall basically, its late at night and i go outside cuz i can't sleep i find some sort of treasure in the trees, i go to get my best friend to tell him of the treasure and we go out but instead of the trees there's a greenhouse attached to the house. This whole while there are ghosts walking around, their the ones who kept me from sleeping, also notably ironic seeing as how it was a dream, and video cameras are set up with the feeds going to random screens throughout the house, the ghosts popping up doin creepy stuff randomly. After the greenhouse bit i wake up.

1. I arrive at my college for a new year, but as I'm unsure where to go I end up meandering through random hallways. In one of them I find my friend Mary T, who directs me up to her room. She's very happy to see me, and we hang out by playing a music theory game using a piano controller against another friend via Skype. Soon we start to cuddle, but as we do we're rudely intruded by an orientation activity. The RAs are leading a "Parade of Geeks," dressed in suspenders and huge glasses. They take my friend CW from the room after asking "Is anyone weird?" and Mary and I join him in support. I get lost on the way and stumble into a succession of other rooms on the floor. One contains freshmen girls from my old high school, another is an office space, and another is an apartment housing my roommate from the research station and his father.

2. CA and I are the only survivors of a pandemic that is changing all of my college into gibbering lunatics. I commend her as she singlehandedly diagnoses the disease and develops a cure.

3. I'm present in the final level of a Paper Mario game that takes place in the bar level from Guitar Hero. I am playing bass in the background, but when the final boss shows up I start to interact in the Paper Mario world. My dialogue is extremely cocky as I fight rather poorly, but as people criticize me I say I'm roleplaying. Another band leaves in fear and I insult them, leading to one of their members and I exchanging insults. He ends up kicking me in the face, which loosens the glasses I'm wearing.

4. I am watching a dinner show at the Dollywood theme park. Each guest is given a light gun to interact with the show as it goes on. As the show starts, the main character boasts how presidents (Bush father and son) and other dignitaries love it. The seats then move backwards to proper viewing distance for a massive screen, where a trippy music video appears. In the video, a redneck pharmacist has placed the world in a stupor by distributing colorful pills in colored Solo cups. The audience seems to enter the music video, and there's a crowd marching single-file through a large mansion.

At this point, I remember the main character declaring that the whole thing is a dream, and I feel a mild awareness for the rest of the scene. However, I don't feel any control and the faintest of physical sensations, so I'm not counting it as a true lucid. For some reason, I know my name is Vincent in the dream, and my body has split into several selves. One looks like the waking me, but several are burly black men and one is a golden robot. I feel pulled away from the march through the mansion, and my other selves go exploring with me. The robot leads the way to a golden cabinet, where I see a camera and a cell phone. Out of the corner of my eye I develop an X-ray vision and see the two objects go down a shelf in the cabinet. I know that to go further into the mansion, I have to move the objects myself, as the vision was an illusion.

There is a punk or rock band doing an interview while walking through a dense field along a small, shallow creek. I am a camera operator trying to keep up with them as they walk and talk. I follow one of the spiky haired dudes into the creek and try to keep pace without getting my camera wet. As we trudge through the creek it slowly becomes wider and at one point (and quite suddenly) deeper. The band and other camera operators disappear as the sun starts to set and I am left to struggle out of the creek alone.

I see my family's old 1986 Westfalia sitting a distance away, near the edge of a dirt road. Still soaking wet I drop the camera and get into the vehicle, where I find myself with Dad, Mom, and brother Ryan. It is dark now and we seem to drive around aimlessly. I cannot see where we are going. Ryan is doing something to annoy me (but I can't remember what) and I feel angry. We pass small towns or buildings in the dark that are adorned with lots of bright lights and decorations). We are supposed to drop Ryan off somewhere (he is to meet up with his friend James, I think) but he disappears from (or exits) the van before we find the destination.

My parents drive past a few more small, brightly lit towns and then back into the dark country side. They suddenly turn off the van's headlights and drive in the dark. I can still feel (and vaguely see) the backseat that I am sitting on, but otherwise am completely surrounded by darkness. I can no longer see or hear Mom and Dad, but I assume they are still there because I can still feel the vibration of the van moving (though I can no longer hear the vehicle's engine as well).

The darkness surrounding me feels thick and heavy and I feel like I am being suffocated.