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01.12.2010

Lucid #8 Interlaced, Dream of shared dreaming (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

- I am with D. and we are talking about a dream we saw. I don't remember what it was about, but we concluded it was a shared dream! I was so excited! Then i told her sth i don't recall and she clouded.
"You are no supposed to say such things to a friend!" with tears in her eyes.
"Come on silly, i was kidding... Don't cry"

- I am lied down in a garage and i am sleepy. I have just woken up (FA) from some noise. I see some friends holding big paper bags and boxes. I shout at them "HEY!" with a sleepy voice. They come over me and start hitting me with the bags. Grr... I don't recall how, but we end up around my car. Alex comes to me and tells me that there is a friend of his, who is very experienced on cars and i should let him drive it. I didn't want to, although i said it was ok. I felt my weakness of saying "NO". However he didn't want to drive it any way. He does some weird mods on the lights and the sound system. I saw him pulling a cable and the a bunch of adaptors and a mix of cables came out...

- I am at Alex's house. The first floor doesn't seem like the real one at all. It is like i am in a big library or sth. I go to the basement and look for alex or someone familiar. The house was full of adults and elderly people. I go outside and reach the road. There is S. following me. He's taller and more fit. It felt like he was around for a long time, although i don't remember him in the house... I look for my car. The cars are parked in the middle of the road. This seems weird. I look around, but i don't see my car anywhere. I try to remember where i parked it. I try to visualize the time that i reached this place by car. I try again and again. I stop and look around in confussion... S. looks at me: "What's wrong???"... "I can't remember how i got here!" BOUM I pinch my nose and take a deep breath. My vision "breaks" like an interlaced video for a while. I walk in a weird dizzy way (usual for me). The dream is not stable. I 'm afraid i 'm gonna lose it again... -.- I look at my hands. They are not distorted, but seem transparent... Things aren't getting any better. I think about spinning before it's too late. I close my eyes and start spinning. I feel it fading away. I open my eyes. Shit! I am awake.

19.11.2010

Lucid #7 Driving, almost sex :p (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Lucid again!!! I went to sleep at 00:00, must have fallen asleep around 1:40, woke up at 7:00.

- I drive Kifisias avenue in the left lane. There is a bus on my right. Some pedestrians jump in front of me. I almost hit a woman. And then something i think is awesome happened! As i wait till the pedestrians go off the road, all the windows or glasses of the car get blured A LOT due to temperature difference. I turn the air blower on. When the clear up i find myself in the right lane, behind a stopped (actually parked) car. I cope for some time to change lane and when i succeed i get stopped by the traffic lights. Duh! I look around. I now don't know where i am. I think i must have turned wrong while the windows where blurred. The green light comes on. I go to the other side of the road... on foot... I stop and look aroun. "Where the hell am i? How did i end up here?". A thought flashed into my head: "When in a dream, you can't really remember how you ended up where you are". At that point i really just didn't believe this could be a dream. When i get lucid i usually have the feelling of the dream already and it builds up till i become completelly lucid by doing a reality check. But this time i had no idea! I pinch my nose, but there was no clear result. I look at my hand. Same as yesterday (lucid #6).I become lucid. I continue the RCs. As i move my right index finger towards my left palm, my palm bruises and it feels really difficult to get it any closer. Like a repeling magnet. I pinch my right arm. Really little pain. I start thinking about what to do. In the place i am, there is a cliff just in front of me. I think of jumping down there and start flying. At that point people started showing up. I remembered i had set my alarm clock, so i think of trying something quick. I see a family sitting around a table. I reach for the daughter (pretty girl). "Do you wanna have sex?" hahaha. I sit down in front of her legs, i hold her hand (nice nails) and stroke her calf. She gives me an interesting look. She turns to her mother: "Should i take him?" (at that point it sounded more like she meant "like a pet", i found it really funny though). Her mother looks at me and says "yee, take him". We get up, i smile and then... (that's all i remember)Well at least she wasn't negative. xD

PS: The last 2 lucids (#6-7) didn't fade out in the usual (for me) way. I usually feel my head disappearing accompanied with a bit of dizzyness and then i wake up. Those two were like a memory loss. Like normal dreams. I couldn't feel the dream fading away. Anyway. That's all.

Original Date: 2/21/2010
Type: Anxiety - Non Lucid
Dream:
I'm on my lunch break, and I meet up with my boyfriend, but I don't have my car I somehow floated to meet him across town. I remember that my car is parked in some hotel parking lot that I rented a room at ages ago (I was there in another dream).

So I have him drive me there, but my car is not in the parking lot (then I remember that I have a rental at work and still need to take it back to the rental place so that they will give me my car back, like it was an exchange). Once at the hotel I freak because I realize I never checked out for my room! Holy shit I'm thinking, my bill is gonna be through the roof!

So we pull the car right up to this window and a little Asian lady says "what can I do for you?". I said to her "oh I need into my room", and she says "well then go in!". (her tone made me feel like an idiot for not just going in).

I proceed through the first door, and there is a cleaning lady behind it, I walk past her, and enter through the next door straight back (they are all dressed in maroon uniforms and the carpeting in there was maroon with a gold/yellow border). Behind that door was another woman with a cart trying to come through the same time as me, I say "excuse me" and squeeze past her. Still another door I pass through, with another cleaning lady, and I know that this is the hall my room was in.

As I approached my room there was another cleaning lady walking past, she asked something out loud, I thought to me, and I replied "she's back that way!" (almost yelling it, I think I was beginning to get frustrated at this point, but relieved I made it to the room)

The door to my room was a yellowish wood, different from dark wood off all the other rooms' doors. I went inside and found the room with all of my things in it, "thinking, holy shit, how am I going to pack up all of this and get it out of here and not be late back to work!?", I was starting to panic. So I focused on packing up clothes and stuffing them into these pretty decent sized bags, they had sunflowers on them. Then I'd look into another area of the room and see a vacuum cleaner that I obviously knew was mine and had no freakin clue how I'd be getting that out. (I kept thinking that I wanted to tell my boyfriend to come in and help me, but there was no way for me to communicate to him.) Then i went to the closet, and it was packed with more crap of mine, and there was another vacuum cleaner, brand new and I wasn't about to leave that there! But that's what I was starting to think, that I would have to leave some of my things behind once I "officially" checked out. The last thing I remember was looking elsewhere in the room and seeing 1 huge bag and little bit smaller box beside it overflowing with change (quarters, pennies, dimes) and this made my heart sink, because I knew I wasn't going to be able to life it

Objective Context:
My job makes me very anxious, and tomorrow is my first day back after 2 weeks of much needed leave. I always feel like I don't know what I am going to walk into or what to expect on a daily basis there and am always stressed (which I know is not healthy). Also, I think I feel as though there are things here at home that I still need to do to prepare for work tomorrow but I am procrastinating!

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a car with my sister. We were out in the driveway of her house, although it feels now like we were also in some kind of dirt parking lot for a fairgrounds. My sister was talking to me about and showing me some kind of pictures of a place that she and some of her children were planning to go to.

I had to go to some other car to get something for my sister's trip. I went to the other car with my brother-in-law. It was a few rows away in the dirt parking lot.

The trunk or hatchback of the car was open, and my brother-in-law and I were looking inside. I had my computer opened up in the back of the car. I asked my brother-in-law to look up something on YouTube. It had to do with some pop-culture figure or figures, but it also had something to do with homosexuality.

My brother-in-law looked the thing up. I was now walking away from the car. I was now worried that somehow my brother-in-law would think I was trying to make some comment on my own sexuality by showing him that YouTube clip. (In waking life, even though I wouldn't say I'm gay, my sexuality is absolutely not normal. But I try to act as normal as possible when I'm in front of my family.)

I was back to sitting in the car with my sister. My sister now said that she was too sick, after all, to go to the event. For some reason, the whole family was now going, instead of just my sister, brother-in-law, and some of their kids. I was also going. Now only my sister wasn't going.

I felt bad, like maybe we shouldn't go at all if my sister wasn't going.

Dream #2

There may have been some situation where I had to take care of some task for a group of professionals. But I had messed it up somehow.

Later on, I was running from zombies. The zombies were pale white, with rotting faces. Most of the zombies wore button-up shirts, ties, and slacks.

I was running from the zombies through big corridors like mall-sized corridors that looked like hallways in a hospital. Everything was white, lit with greenish-white fluorescent light. Occasionally I would find myself in larger rooms.

Zombies would pop up everywhere and surprise me. They would almost catch me, and then they'd chase me through the corridors. I may also have been shooting some of them with a gun I had.

Eventually I found some way to jump way high, up to some high-up window. The window was swung open from its top. I floated down through the space. I found myself in some greenish-white-lit place that looked like a mix between a bowling alley and a hospital.

From all different places, a bunch of normal humans came into the bowling alley. Many of them were carrying guns. Some of them were wearing what I thought of as hunters' outfits -- beige vests and caps, flannel shirts, and khaki-like slacks. Many of the people were wary, on guard, waiting for more zombies to just spring up.

I was about to go to all the people. I thought I had found a group of people that I could be safe with. But as I approached them, they became suspicious of me, almost violent toward me. It was obvious that I wasn't a zombie, just like it was obvious that they weren't zombies. But they didn't care. They just didn't like me, and they didn't want me around.

So I walked away from them before even approaching them. I may have started walking down one of the bowling lanes, thinking I'd find a sneaky way to get through the building at the end of the lanes.

Suddenly I was fighting something, possibly zombies. There were gunshots everywhere. Explosions were blowing up the wood of the bowling lanes. I was turning back and shooting at whatever I was fighting.

1. I'm in a room filled with cheap vinyl furniture. The room is full of people, and it's hard for me to find a seat. Once I do, an old man comes up to me and tells me that I have taken his seat. I find a new place to sit, in a big armchair, and look around. All the people are sitting silently and just staring off into space.

2. I'm in a car that is absolutely stuffed with people and luggage. There are cats somewhere in the car. I can hear them meowing.

3. I am in a huge penthouse suite, overlooking the city from one window, and the harbor from the other side. The apartment is circular shaped and has a big domed skylight in the middle. This is my apartment, but I'm having to move out in a hurry. I'm frantically throwing things into boxes. There are cats in every room.

4. I'm walking down town with a friend. We look up at the tall buildings, and she tells me about how she likes to stand on the tops of them. and hit golf balls out into the city. I tell her that it probably causes a lot of damage. "Someone has to," she replies.

I was moving up the main cross street to my house. The hill gets very steep at one point, and this is a point I'm very familiar with and had many dreams near in the past. As I reached the stop sign, I noticed a car spinning out of control two houses down on a cross street. It slammed into a house and destroyed the front of it with a crashing noise.

I (oddly) immediately went looking for people walking nearby to show what happened. I assembled a small group, all within about 50-ft. I insisted they come take a look at what happened. When we passed the steep part of the street, I noticed it was no longer a street. It was painted red and not wide enough to fit cars. I brushed off the weirdness of that - and walked to the location of the accident. There instead, was a showroom with an awesome looking gray sports car. Press agents were around it taking pictures.

One of the people in my crowd, a blond woman says (in a frustrated tone) "Hey, I thought you said there was an accident!?" To which I replied: "I guess it was a dream."

Another throw away dream but again displays my newly fragmented dreamscape...

I was visiting my mother at her house. I noticed several large crates and boxes sitting around filled with fruit. I asked about them and discovered that my little brother was selling them. I briefly considered buying some plums, but then I noticed one of the boxes had a dog in it. It was an English bulldog who was rather large for her breed, about the size of a labrador. I bought her instead. I named her Missy and started walking home (which is impossible IRL) carrying the box with Missy in it.
Outside, the weather was terrible. It was overcast and terribly windy. As I rounded a corner onto the street I lived on, I was walking into the wind. Holding the box, I couldn't walk, so I set the box down on the edge of the street and continued to walk, intending to get my car and come back to get her. (Note: I would never do something like this IRL) A couple guys I know from work (we'll call them S and H) were walking behind me and called me to get my attention. As I turned to see them, I saw a car rounding the corner. The drove wide and I saw them heading for the box. I screamed "Don't run ove my dog!" but the car's tires went over the box anyway. The box tumbled in one direction and Missy in another. I ran over to make sure she was okay, and it turned out her paw was the only thing that was hurt. H offered to give us a ride to the vet, then I woke up.

I'm in my car, on my way to Stocky.
I want a roll up but obviously, i can't because i'm driving. So, i pull up around the corner. And then i'm in some kind of shelter, sat down, having a cig on some really big road bridge. It was busy, anyway, but more and more people start coming in- young people and families.
Then the location changer to someone's house. This guy is chatting up this girl. And for some reason, i make him a brew.
Then me and Am are talking. I light a cig for her. Then the random girl that the guy had being trying to chat up changed to her. I start teasing her about being chatted up by this guy.

I'm in my car, on my way to Stocky.
I want a roll up but obviously, i can't because i'm driving. So, i pull up around the corner. And then i'm in some kind of shelter, sat down, having a cig on some really big road bridge. It was busy, anyway, but more and more people start coming in- young people and families.
Then the location changer to someone's house. This guy is chatting up this girl. And for some reason, i make him a brew.
Then me and Am are talking. I light a cig for her. Then the random girl that the guy had being trying to chat up changed to her. I start teasing her about being chatted up by this guy.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[This post contains dreams from last night and from Sunday night.]

Night of February 13-14

I'm out and about somewhere in town [Pat and Oscar's? It kind of looked like it]. Along the way, I sing a song: “I Run For Life” by Melissa Etheridge. [In the dream, I sang the lyrics correctly but in the wrong order, moving the first two lines of the last verse to the beginning of the first verse, and yet, I didn't take note of this as being strange.]

I'm at my kitchen table, eating breakfast. My mom is standing in the kitchen. We're carrying on a perfectly normal conversation about whether or not we're going out for coffee this morning. At first it seems like we are, but then my mom suggests that we could have premade bottled coffee here at home instead, so we do. It's cinnamon-flavored, and she prepares it by putting creamer into it.

When I woke up for real, I was slightly surprised to discover that the above paragraph had just been a dream, and that I hadn't actually gotten up yet.

Night of February 15-16

[Dream #1] I'm in a somewhat dark, upstairs room somewhere, with either my mom or my sister. [I can't remember now; the dream quality was low, but I did know that I was dreaming.] We've found a baby doll with long, red hair that sings Christmas carols. I sing along with whatever song it's playing as I walk across the room.

[Dream #2] I'm driving in my car on a freeway where everyone is driving much faster than I usually like to drive. Feeling like I have no choice, I match their pace. I want to get off the freeway soon, and as soon as I see an opening, I take advantage of it and move over into the lanes to my right, so that I can get to the offramp.

[Dreamskip.] I've now gotten off the freeway and parked in a parking structure. Somewhere around here, I realize that I'm dreaming. I walk over to the elevator to take it down to the ground floor. Two other girls are also approaching it, and they get into the elevator with me. One of them starts talking with me, and I introduce myself by name and shake hands with her.

When we're in the elevator, I get a good look at her. She has long, black hair, worn in two braids, and is pretty. I recognize her as my friend Tashi from my freshman year of college. “Tashi?” I say.

“No,” she says, shaking her head.

“Don't you remember me from college?”

“No. I know you, though.”

“So you do remember me, but not from the same place that I remember you from.”

She indicates that this is correct. I notice that the two girls are duplicates of each other. Then I woke up.

14.02.2011

Night drive, day scape. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I wad driving in the freeway. My wife was next to me and we were talking about some psychic exercises I was doing. My wife recalled some psychic attack I did to someone in waking several months ago. My wife told me, "I love your dark energy." I do not know where the heck this comes from... I am a good guy and a spirit of light! I guess my darker ego showed up in the dream. I found funny what my wife told me.

It was very hard for me to drive. I could not drive straight in my lane and I would change lanes without wanting to. I also could not keep a constant speed while driving. My vision was very blurry and I felt extremely tired. We arrived to some sort of mall and I saw everything super blurry. I felt it was not normal for me to be so tired, having a big time driving and such a low vision. I checked my hands. My index finger was very thin and long. I knew I was dreaming, but I needed more proof. I asked my wife to please check her hand. She also had six fingers. I decided to take a flight to make my dream stable, however, my lucidity was not great. I followed the plot of the dream and lost lucidity.

We entered the mall and my wife was mad at me for some present I gave her or something I do not recall well. She suddenly told me, "Yeah right, go get one of those 75% discount sunglasses like you always do." Funny, I have never bought my wife sunglasses in waking, I wonder why I dreamed that. I told her I was not going to buy any sunglasses this time.

I wanted to leave the mall, however, it had no windows, no doors and the roof was made out of steel. All I wanted to do was to leave. I saw some sort of reception and saw an exit behind reception. I could see the sun coming from the outside. I turned lucid again, it was night a while ago, it was impossible to be day so fast. I walked towards the reception and said, "12th floor, please." The receptionist told me, "There is a private party there and you have no ID." I told her I just wanted to go through the door to be able to exit the mall, I did not plan to take the elevators. She informed me, "We are going to need an attorney to witness you are indeed just exiting the mall." I replied, "Oh, come on... This is a dream, I will wake up eventually!" I had no dream control on this particular dream. I saw some guys approaching the door. They were granted access. I got next to them and ran outside.

A guy asked me how much did I charged for a Tarot reading. I told him I was dreaming in that moment. The guy was surprised. Before I decided to take a flight, I lost imagery of the dream.

I had a FA in my room. I had a ton of e-mails from Amity, however, when I tried to read one, it would not open. I also started to write down the dream in my pillow and read some scripts about meditation when I woke up for real.

I'm going through this maze. Not in a particularly surreal way. It was like the ones that are made out of hedges. And there are other people there. And it c
kind of transforms into a kids playhouse type thing (a bit like the kids tv show fun house). Still in kind of maze form, but there are multiple tiers.
Next dream
My dad's got a 4 by 4 convertable (do they exist? i don't know). And he's driving down to the end of simon's way (finney lne end). James and Ann-Marie are with us. Then we get out and James starts speaking about his frustration with Wayne's cousin- Luke (who he doesn't actually know, at all, in real life!). and Luke was complaining about not being able to claim dole money, even tho he's working. And
james was saying how he doesn't do that much work.
Then Ann'Marie and i are at James' work in this big warehouse. And she decides we play a game whereby we pick up stuff from the warehouse to symbolise a famous person's name. One of the things Ann-Marie picks up is some bacon. And the name of that person was Sir Francis Bacon. ????
Next dream
I fall out with Wayne about not doing stuff together. And i say it's because i don't have alot of money. I said i'd been to see united about for or five times this season. And he said he phoned me up hinting to go a number of times and i turned him down. But at that stage i had no money.
i remember saying to him "i can't spend money i haven't got!". And my mum was there for some reason.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a car with my grandfather (who, in waking life, passed away about two years ago). We were in a parking lot. It was night, probably a cold night. I was in the driver's seat, and my grandpa was in the passenger's seat.

My grandfather told me that he had a disease and that he was going to die in a very short time, maybe as short as seven days. I got very sad to think that my grandfather was going to die so soon. What struck me more than the fact that I would miss him was the thought of him standing so close to the complete uncertainty at that moment of death.

I started to cry. I clenched my throat and grit my teeth as I cried, as if I were trying to stifle the cry. But my tears were also very bitter, as if they were somehow electrified.

I now stood outside of and just in front of the car. There were two trees in front of the car. They were right next to each other, possibly crowding into each other. The tree on the right (as I faced the trees) may have been some kind of evergreen tree. The tree on the left was barren of leafs, with a strange, parallel branching, with the final branches sticking out almost perfectly straight. These branches either had big, red buds on them or else something like Christmas lights.

My grandpa was floating up into the barren tree. I may have been holding on to his hand as he floated (or climbed?) higher up into the tree. The tree was something like the way to heaven. So in this sense, my grandpa was already dying. Eventually I had to let go of my grandpa's hand.

Dream #2

I was in a small house like a log cabin in the middle of the woods. The place was crowded with people, all probably "my family." One man in particular, an older, skinny man, lay on a scanty bed, probably wearing long johns or a tank top and old-looking pajama pants.

It was a really cold day and I needed to get somewhere to check on something, possibly some other house that might be in trouble. The house may have been separated from us by a lake, which was frozen now.

I probably would go across the lake by taking some kind of vehicle -- which, now, seems to have been something like a hovercraft and ski-doo mixed together. But to drive the vehicle, I'd need fuel.

All over the room there were these stumps of wood, stood upright, like columns. On top of the stumps there were upside-down lids for metal garbage cans.

The upside-down lids were filled with some kind of substance. This, I understood, was fuel for the vehicle. The fuel was clear and had a kerosene-like quality to it. But it was in a partly frozen state in all the "pans." It was melting from snow-like blocks into the clear liquid state.

I asked the old man if I could use some of the fuel for the vehicle. The old man asked me about the conditions outside. It had to do with something about the level of the snow outside. I'd been outside only a while ago, and I knew that the conditions were bad. I didn't lie to the old man.

The old man said, "Then, no. You can't use any of the snow. You know what kind of danger you'd be putting yourself in. And in weather like this, the ice on that lake is weak. That vehicle would melt right through the ice, and you'd find yourself inside the pond."

Dream #3

I was out walking with one of my old friends. We were up on the crest of a snowy hill. It was a sunny day, and the sky was clear and blue.

To our left were something like footprints. To me they probably seemed like human footprints, even though, now, they seem to me to have been gigantic footprints.

For some reason, these footprints proved that the snow was pristine, virgin snow, untraversed by other people. This was a relief to me, as I had been afraid this whole time that people had already been climbing this hill, and that sooner or later I'd have to deal with a lot of jerks while I was out hiking.

I looked further down the snowy slope to my left. At the base of the hill was a small town. I think I mostly saw one-story houses, probably from the 1960s or 1970s.

Dream #3

I was "talking" (in my head?) with a few of my family members. They had asked me to stay wherever I was for a little more time. I decided that I would.

My family members then told me that as a reward for staying a little while longer, they would also give me a couple final days all to myself and give me a free trip (or free tickets?) to the beach.

At this point I realized I was in Philadelphia. Apparently Philadelphia had this very short stretch of beach, but it was one of the best beaches in the world.

I now saw this beach as if I were flying over it from a couple hundred feet in a helicopter. I saw how short the stretch of beach was. The water into which the beach receeded also looked a bit murky, greenish black, not the kind of water you'd want to swim in. It also seemed like all sides of the beach were bordered by a rather intimidating fence. I saw people on the beach. It didn't look like a very fun place to go. But I kept telling myself, It's a luxury beach, one of the best.

I felt guilty. I didn't know why my family would feel like they needed to give me such an incentive to stay around a little while longer. They should have just been able to feel like they could ask me without having also to give me something.

Dream #5

I was outside in some kind of semi-suburban area that kind of feels to me now like Princeton, New Jersey. I was out in an area of open, wide, rolling lawns. In the distance were some houses and a short, long structure that was something like a church. There was also, somewhere else, a tall, stone statue of a figure like Christ.

There were a few other people in this environment, men, around my age. At some point, some man blew a bugle or made some general call to everybody. This, I told myself, was a "changing of the guard."

Apparently we had all been playing a game where some people were in charge of the other people. At the "changing of the guard," the people in charge were no longer in charge. I don't think anybody would be in charge at that point. Possibly the game would just be over.

At the "changing of the guard," we all had to go to one specific place, at the top of one of the rolling hills of grass. I was heading to that place. But at some point I saw one of the men in charge.

I had to scurry away in some weird way so that the man wouldn't see me. If he saw me, he'd taunt me or hurt me or make me do something embarrassing. He was allowed to do any of these things, because he was still in charge. And even though the "changing of the guard" had been called, if the man didn't know it, he'd still act like he was in charge. And I, for some reason, would still obey like he was in charge.

Now I was at the top of the hill with the same man, who was apparently an old friend of mine. The game was over, and it was now time to relax. My friend had brought some women with him. The women were naked. They were younger than we; I'm not sure how much younger. They were pale white and had pale red-brown hair.

My friend and I were going to have sex with the girls. Before this time, I now noticed, my friend and I had simply been "having sex" by masturbating and then coming onto torn up pieces of styrofome cups. I was still holding a piece of cup that was the base of the cup with just a little bit of the vessel still rising up off of it. The cup was a kind of pale, blue-green color.

I was just getting ready to come into the cup when my friend pointed out a girl to me. She was mine. My friend immediately got busy with another girl, right in front of me.

The girl who was mine kind of looked at me shyly. I felt bad. She kind of seemed afraid of this whole thing. I told her if she didn't want to do anything, we didn't have to. But if she did want to do something, she should lay down on her back.

So the girl lay down on her back. I think she was lying on a soft, colorful, plaid blanket, instead of on the lawn. I was now naked. I lay down on the girl. I had a little trouble getting aroused, even though it felt good to be on the girl. Eventually, though, I did get aroused, and I finally went inside the girl. It felt good. I asked the girl if she felt okay, too.

Dream #6

I had apparently gotten a new phone. I couldn't figure out how to make something on the phone's internet work. I had typed in a number of addresses for sites I wanted to get to. But none of them had worked. At this moment I wanted to get to some site where I could see some info related to my work. But I couldn't get it.

A woman who works as a coordinator for a volunteer event I go to in waking life said she could figure out the phone for me. So I gave her the phone. She's an older woman, kind of tough, but very nice. She's a little stout, with skin tan from always working in the sun. She has grey hair, which, in the dream was, I think, extremely frizzy.

As the woman figured out the phone's internet for me, I suddenly realized that a lot of the sites I had tried to access on my phone had actually been pornographic sites. I was hoping that the woman would just access the site I needed for work and not see any of the pornographic sites.

The woman now said she had figured the phone's internet for me. She seemed happy at first. But then she stopped, a little grossed out by whatever she had seen. She handed the phone back to me and gave me a disappointed look. I knew she had seen a porn site.

I took the phone, wondering what site the woman had seen. The screen had purple lettering on it saying "Daddy's Little Girls." I thought, Oh god, please don't tell me this porn site is what it sounds like. But I knew that it was exactly what it sounded like.

The background showed the side of a house with a pair of some kind of instruments that looked like something related to whatever I was looking for for work purposes. They didn't look like exactly what I was looking for, but I felt like they were close enough.

So I said to the woman, "Oh, there it is! The product I was looking for. That's the only reason I was looking at this site!"

The woman just continued to stare at me with that grossed-out, disappointed look.

12.02.2011

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

In a family car a redheaded digimon trainer (or whatever) guy complains about his oldest brother behaving badly but nobody listens to him.

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The leader is taken away and replaced by another kid who tries to get them to agree about something and when they don't he replaces them with some funny looking gleaming metal spring dummies and they get the leader back.

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In the family car the redheaded guy is now more mature and it's now the time for the youngest brother to complain about the oldest one, but no one listens to him.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

[I had four different dreams last night.]

[Dream #1] I'm at the apartment building where I lived in Japan. There are several different landlords who own parts of the building, which is reflected in the fact that different parts of the facade have different designs. [Of course, this was not the case in real life.] Inside the building, though, instead of many small apartments, there is one big, open space crisscrossed by wooden support beams. A few other people my own age are in the building. Several of the wooden beams are arranged in a tall pyramid shape, supporting a large heating/air conditioning unit at the apex of the pyramid. This pyramid collapses and the unit crashes to the floor. At first, I think it's killed the young man who appeared to be standing directly under it, but then I see that he's okay, just scratched up a bit.

One of the other people in this large, open space is President Obama. I follow him up into an enclosed hallway and eavesdrop on a phone conversation he's having with his wife. From the conversation, I gather that he's going to pay for repairs to the damaged support structure and HVAC unit.

[Dream #2] I'm riding on Ellen's Energy Adventure in Epcot. The ride vehicles move up to get to the room with the screens for the film portion of the attraction; I can feel the vehicle moving upward. We get to that room, and the film begins. The film starts out on only one screen, then widens to fill the wraparound screens on either side of it as well, but there are no curtains that pull back to reveal the additional screens. [There were curtains when I went on this ride in reality back in 2000, but according to an article I just read recently, they're not working anymore.] The film contains lots of exciting action sequences, punctuated and made more immersive and realistic by air jets built into the backs of the seats. The seats also have lap bars; I can feel mine. At some point during the film, it dawns on me that I'm dreaming. When the film ends, I exit the ride along with everyone else. As I walk along my row of seats, I say to the guy walking in front of me, “Hey! You're a dream character!” Again, I don't get his attention at all. I continue walking through the passageways that lead out of the building. They're very dark; I make sure to pay close attention to the people and the edges of walls that I can see by the few dim lights, because I know that if I don't, the dream will fade. As I walk, I sing a song aloud, which was my lucid goal for the night. [I don't recall now which song it was, but I have the vague impression that it was a current country song, one I know well, sung by a male singer.] It doesn't even occur to me to do anything other than go along with the dream scenario; this is a ride at Epcot, so of course I'm going to go along with it and enjoy the experience.

There's a bottleneck along the exit route that slows down the flow of foot traffic. This makes me go, “Huh? What's going on?” Then I see what's causing the bottleneck: Suspended by individual cords from a track on the ceiling are multiple pairs of 3D glasses with polarized lenses, with no earpieces, so you have to hold them up to your eyes. Each cord is attached to a little wheel inside the track, so you can move the 3D glasses back and forth along the track. This passageway is filled with painted, Star-Wars-themed scenery, and when you look through the glasses, the scenery looks 3D. I take a pair of glasses and walk with them the rest of the way out of the building. I say aloud, “Oh my God! Rope-Trak!” [While in the dream, I remembered a dream I had when I was a kid that featured a very similar system, only with harnesses attached to the ends of the cords instead of the 3D glasses. In that dream, the purpose of the system was to make sure everyone at a museum followed the same path through the exhibits. I named this system “Rope-Trak” after the fact, when I was awake and used the dream as inspiration for a school project.] I'm surprised and pleased to see this concept reappear in another dream.

I reach the outside of the building. This outdoor space looks very much like I remember it, and I can see everything clearly in the natural light. However, the sky is overcast and cloudy, and it's either raining or just about to; a hurricane is coming in. The dream ended here.

[Dream #3] I'm at my high school, just outside the gymnasium, looking south. Apparently, just being there is enough to make me realize I'm dreaming. It's nighttime, and the quad is filled with students. I decide to fly; it takes me two tries to take off. My first try turns into a big, parabolic jump. The second time, I succeed in getting airborne. To help launch myself forward, I kick off the wall of the gym with my foot, as one might kick off the wall of a pool while swimming. Among the crowd, I see the B. brothers again as I pass overhead. I think, They didn't go to my high school. I fly higher and see that the school is surrounded on two sides by ocean, which makes me go, “Huh?”

[Dream #4] I'm riding in the back seat of the brown car down a street in my old city. It's nighttime. I know where I am because I recognize the trees and landscaping on either side of the car. Looking out my window, I see a white car flying along, above and to the left of our car. This clues me in that I'm still dreaming. I wonder if I can make this car fly. Almost as soon as I've decided to try to do so, I find myself sitting in the driver's seat, alone in the car. I immediately realize that I'm now alone and driving the car, rather than riding in the back seat while someone else drove, because I had wanted/expected to be the driver. My dream control is improving. Cool.

The car is still going down the street at the same speed it was before. I make the same effort of will I used in my previous dream to fly on my own, only this time, I try to focus my will on the car rather than on my own body. As before, I concentrate on the thought of the object of focus rising up, on how that should feel. It takes noticeably more effort, but it works. I get the car into the air. However, I find that it's now traveling backward, and I can't get it to go forward. Looking out the front windshield and over the landscape, I notice that the moon is low on the horizon ahead of me and to the left, looks normal, and is full. Then the dream faded and I woke up.