Sep 18 2018 (from phone, apologize for quality) Color coded red, but lost. Annoying bc I really knew it. Need a better way, because I reinforced throughout the night and had it memorized, then lost 100% on waking Dim room daylight square, person on bed - needs needle in foot, diff sizes available, I argue for smaller F says just use the big one! But point is flat, not sharp! Ask pt and they say bigger one! Have to swap/refill the compartments which have screw caps like soap sponge, the smaller needs a push piece, like in a click pen, I go off to find cups to do the swap cleanly Clone troopers n beheading (starts as pixelated wii homebrew, then realistic) real uggos (SoMordor orcs) but good swordfights, blocks sort of cancelled out each other, I wasn't lucid, but was using will/intent/control to survive, some real big ones activated before end School, road, early mornish, parking lot (important, not sure why, maybe had to do w foot) Long dark hallway, I took drugs (ingested something, no smoking), halloween party, I'm gonna kill, dad, using umbrella to hide, in dark bedroom I'm forced by invisible forces, not in control of movements, (incubated? was thinking about doing drugs inside a dream last night) College, blind guy, dad, looking for printer or scanner, lights are off but BG memorized rooms and lights come on, he directs us BG inside lab w others, needs poster - long group discussion abt. honors program, girls knew L from HS who said it was serious but I told them it was nonsense King of the hill carnival, guys in corner trying me (bobby) and sister, saying we met before long ago, etc. weird simultaneous nighttime and daytime lighting, there were no clear external lights, sun or artificial
The first dream was earlier in the morning. I was trying to get to work on time. I had woken up in my normal house and was trying to get in a shower but my sister had taken one of them. Sam was with me too. We were both trying to get there on time but we only had about 30 minutes to get there so we needed to leave very soon. We both run into a room and see there's only one shower that is clogged and has a bunch of stuff in it. We decide to say screw it and dip our heads in the water to wash our heads. I can hear my sister and my dad screaming at each other about something. They're pissed at each other, my sister is especially upset. I get out of the house around 8:31 and think I'm going to be a bit late. Sam and I get to this rock climbing place. I'm not really sure what happened here. I definitely climbed some walls at some point. The walls didn't look normal though, they didn't have very many places you could grab hold and pull yourself up. There was also a moment I was in a hospital with my father. There was a young woman with dark hair telling me about an asthma test I was going to take. I see there's a machine with certain tiny holes in patterns. I blow into a mask or device and girl tells me I have asthma and need to get an inhaler. I look at my dad and then back at her surprised. I say something like "you're telling me I just did a huge test a few weeks ago which came out negative and now you're saying I'm positive?" and she agrees. In a later dream or possibly after the previous one, I'm traveling to work or somewhere and we're going through this abandoned place. It looks like an amusement park. It's extremely broken down and the colors are all faded, but the rides are actually still going. The rides I see up close are kiddie rides where you sit in a little cart and it pushes you along a single track in and out of some water. The water could've been there from it being so old though. It was weird because something seemed evil about this place. I'm not really sure but it's possible there was something trying to speak to us or tempt us. I think maybe this part ended with some sort of fortnite ambush. I'm with abbie and my other sister's boyfriend. We're playing a game that looks a lot like mario. There's a yoshi character but he's got a lot of spikes all over his body. We're in this dark cave that has the outline of the yoshi character standing in some red ice. We jump into the body and are now in his level. In the level it's snowing. We're sliding down a slope and jumping over to this cliff side. Over on the other side of the cliff is this place. The place is evil but I didn't recognize that at first. My dad is there. I walk over and realize the drop is extremely far down. My dad tells me this place is evil and takes control of people. There are these two islands floating off in the air from the cliff that are decorated with bright colorful things. It's hard to describe but they were covered in snow and had a building on them and then had these colorful decorations that made the island look interesting. As soon as I got near to one of the islands I felt like something was taking control. I had jumped to the island and the thing was trying to get me to jump off. I was fighting it. I had gone over the edge a few times but managed to grab hold of the building or a pole. After those times I jumped back to the mainland and fully realized this is where people go to get rid of people they know and don't like. I saw this dad with a wife and a daughter sitting on the edge. When I realized this the wife and daughter turned around and simply jumped off the cliff. The husband had a sigh of relief and walked away. I left this place freaked out. I'm in some sort of bus driving in what looked like a safari. This part was extremely weird. There were humans specifically young people from those stupid cheesy horror movies that were naked in the grass. They were lined up in certain sex positions. They were dead. There were also either lions/tigers or people dressed in those costumes who were having sex with the dead bodies. It was bizarre. The bus pulls up to a castle place near the cliffside but in a warmer area. There was a person standing in a dark room looking at us. Their head was made of blue snakes. It was talking to us. Its head would disappear and then reappear. Eventually, we got back to a neighborhood near my house. I was now somehow only 8 or so years old. There was now a car sitting in the street. An old lady about 80 or so years had gotten out and was chatting about how she was so excited to see her grandson and take him home, which was me. I looked at my teachers and started shaking my head no. I knew who this was. This was IT. It was disguised as an old lady in order to take me home and eat me. It had walked down to a trash can to throw something away. I saw It coming back covered in some muddy substance looking barely like an old lady anymore. I started walking down the street which was behind cool spring. It was walking looking back at my teacher asking if she could borrow a car. Then It asked if it could borrow a small loan to buy a car. It was visibly deteriorating very quickly. We get to the end of the street which now looks to be in a swamp or jungle. It says "I need to get back to avalon street. I saw the castle built millions of years ago, I didn't like the structure. I had to change it around a bit." It is now visibly this giant swamp monster who's skinny and dangles down with bad posture. I walk by down old wooden steps. My lanyard gets caught on something. I'm in a swamp overlooking some body of water and marsh in the background. It is behind me telling me something. Any second I expect to break free and get away but the dream ends there. I had never felt scared during this entire thing. In my mind I was outsmarting It and the ending was that I got away.
Morning of June 11, 2017. Sunday. My wife Zsuzsanna and our children as we are now are at a carnival, though curiously, a group of people are in our house at one point (mostly in our lounge room) who are apparently waiting to enter another area. I do not see them as imposers and even consider how there are not that many people around. There is the typical ambiguity of the setting being an unlikely essence of indoors and outdoors at the same time, a common factor of my dreams since early childhood. A photographer is present in a few different scenes. He reminds me of Al, the Italian manager of a pawn shop in La Crosse, who I have not seen in nearly twenty-five years. Although some of the photographs he takes seem okay, many are very poorly done, often cutting off the person’s face below the nose. I have the strong impression that the photographs he takes that turn out well are the result of random coincidence. Zsuzsanna and I sit to the right of an unknown family. I sit to Zsuzsanna’s right. I assume the photographer is going to take a few good photographs of the scene. However, when I look at them later, I see that my face is only visible above the mouth and in one photograph, the one I look at the longest, both my eyes are closed. I show Zsuzsanna and relate my opinion of this photographer as not being very good. I notice in the last photograph, my right eye is closed and my left eye is open. The photographer is of course this dream’s personified preconscious. He is not really confrontational here as in many other dreams. The purpose of the personified preconscious is to initiate the waking transition and in some cases, as here, to give evidence that the dreamer is dreaming. The subliminal anticipation of the hypnopompic jerk is only one of several factors in this waking symbolism. The preconscious is more of a biological necessity, though not always personified (for example, is sometimes an animal, sometimes an event or feature of a setting, but always fairly obvious if one understands dreams). The nature of how the preconscious waking factor is rendered, and what character plays the role in a particular dream, sometimes seems completely random. However, looking more deeply, there is usually more than one layer. In this case, the photographer is played by a man who worked at a checkout. A checkout is a form of liminal space waking symbolism. (The analogy is that a person is done shopping and ready to return home as akin to leaving the dream state, or “checking out of the dream state”.) This type of hybrid characterization, though always unique, has occurred in thousands of my dreams, with the same waking symbolism and implications. It is not that common for me as my personified subconscious (temporary fictional dream self) to be The Sleeper. This element is typically projected as something else, even faulty technology. In the last photograph, one of my eyes is open, which is an emergent consciousness factor. (My mouth is not visible in the photographs as I cannot speak coherently while sleeping.) Zsuzsanna and I are oriented in my dream as we are in bed in reality (that is, she is to my left). There seem to be a few types of instinctual dreaming (non-lucid dream control). In addition to the state where the dreamer knows he is making the dream (and yet does not even remember or know what a dream is), there is the state as here, where the dreamer is more passive to events, yet where there is the subliminal knowledge of being asleep but not direct or creating viable lucidity. There is also a sort of halfway point when I am next to Zsuzsanna, my dream attaining real environmental orientation while still within the dream state (more common and sustained in my childhood dreams). Of course, a carnival symbolizes the dream state itself (that is, a place not relevant to the usual day-to-day reality, though my family had been to one recently).
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Well the first thing i remember is that i was laying down on my bed on my left side facing away from the wall looking towards my window. I didn't know it was a dream at first, until i faced the other way. As i faced the other way i came in contact with another body, My hand was resting on a torso and a armed draped over my shoulders, i stiffened, scared to even look at who i was touching, and thinking why the hell are they on my bed? I looked up and saw my ex boyfriend's face, he was smiling down at me and said something around the lines of, "Hey, did you want to finish watching this show?" I pushed off of him and sat up, "What the hell?! What are you doing here in my bed? How- When- Oh my gosh!" i yelled quickly. He shrugged and leaned in closer to my face, "You were the one thinking of me." He said with a smirk. I pushed his face away but when i did that i made my self fall off the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut instinctively as i fell backwards. I felt my self falling but never felt any impact, even if a dream i still feel a numb thud when i fall down but this time i didn't, i just kept falling. I opened my eyes and i wasn't in my bedroom anymore, i was outside full of people, tents, animals and clowns. I looked down at my clothes hoping i had any, and i was wearing some sort of costume colored with bright pinks and blues. I got up quickly and looked around for something to give me clues. A guy noticed me and waved me to come over to him so i did. When i walked up to his table area he started to shove random items in my arms, "You're late, hurry up and get to your booth, the show must go on!!!" He yelled. I stared at him, i didnt know what i was suppose to do, i was lost, and afraid to do anything wrong. He must've notice how dumbfounded i looked cause he just did this dramatic sigh and shoved me to a booth, i stumbled but made it to the booth and the guy had left by the time i turned around to ask him what i should be doing. I sighed dramatically. I looked at the front of the booth to see a sigh to show me what i should be doing. all i could read was, "Lucid Magic." and thought, 'I really don't want to be here.' i tried to walk away but i took one step and my whole body shifted to another area. I was now standing in front of a glass room with a red button in the middle of the room and a large sign above that read, "Roast Yourself." and i laughed because i was thinking of random roasting sayings, my attention was brought back to the glass room when i saw a guy enter and he was smiling big. i went up to another guy who was the room keeper or something and curiously asked him, "Sir what is this booth suppose to be?" He smiled and said in a weird accent, "Well little lady this is the roast yourself room, when life isnt for you anymore, you come here." i was still confused. "Now see this young lad, his wife died in an accident and he wants to go with her." he finished. "Wait what do you mean??" i asked worried. The guy in the room spoke up, "Im coming Ellen!!!" He yelled as he pressed the button, then from all directions of the glass room, blasts of fire sprung up and he started to burn. I panicked, "Hey! wait no! Hes Burning!!!" i yelled as i started to run to the guy but he raised his hands and i stopped, he didnt say no words but he was just smiling at me creepily as his face started to burn into a black char, then he was gone, fire stopped and everything was normal, i kept staring at the glass room and the room keeper stepped in front of me, "Would you like to give up?" He asked in a scary deep voice. I just started to run the other direction and just kept running, i was afraid the room keeper would come after me but when i turned back he was just there waving at me then turned to other people to continue to do his booth's job. I grabbed my head and shut my eyes, i kept telling my self to wake up overs and overs but i couldnt wake up, i opened my eyes and the room keepers face was smiling at me ugly right in front of mine, i screamed loud and the dream ended. (it was 7:04am when i woke up from the dream, i didnt really jump up or scream in real life like you see in movies but i just opened my eyes to my normal room.) Well this was one of my crazy dreams when its hard to control because you barley feel like its a dream, so youre force to follow the plot no matter how scary. If you have any question or comments, you are able to leave them below. Until Next Dream~
D1: I was living in an area similar to the town I live in but things were in the wrong place. I kept leaving where me & my husband lived in search of things to do w/ ppl. But he kept following me & was insisting I come home. One place was a chines restaurant w/ my first mother n law working there. Another has vast amounts of shoes there. Lots of men & women that were like forbidden fruit since I'm married. One offered drugs which I politely declined. I then encountered what we thought was a wall w/ a mural. But when I figured out what it really was & tried to tell my husband he just couldn't comprehend it. It was like a wall but actually it was the edge of a 5th dimensional world exactly like the way it happened in the movie Intersteller w/ Mathew McConaughey! D2: I was at a carnival & I was a teenager who ran into a boy who I was having an innocent hold handing time with. This dream lasted a long time. He had to leave & I was left to my own wandering & came upon so many things. The whole town had seemed to be a part of this so I went to main street where I saw down another street that in front of a store were art! I became lucid & went to over there & looked at the art outside & inside. I've only been to one art gallery in my whole life so I guess that was why they were mostly framed pics or things in frames & then some abstract pieces that I didn't understand what they were supposed to be. One had a t-shirt in a frame that said Y-O-L & I went yes, I'm going to buy that so I can reach into my pockets. I pulled out a brush out of one & a man's wallet & my keys in another. Hence The first part of TOTM for October complete! I get wings! I could never really hold any of these things in my little itsy bitsy pockets except sometimes my keys. I usually put my keys on the rings on my purse so I don't lose them cuz I'm good at that, lol. I'd like to thank Nebulus for showing me one of DreamCafe11's art that inspired me to try again for the TOTM art gallery! My first dream made total sense to me in an abstract way of my past & how far I've come.
Dream 1: Non-lucid, then Lucid- I was in an Aldis store but instead of it being just isles like the grocery store only it had storage spaces, elevators & escalators. The parking lot was really vast & had valet's & a parking garage. My oldest friend Christian was there & I was so surprised that he was there.. I became lucid because there was no way any of this was possible. I knew he lives so far away & that this Aldis was some kind of futuristic thing. It all screamed technology that just isn't there yet. I didn't have enough money for the valet & he saved me from the embarrassment & paid the valet. Then the dream turned into a birthday party for Christian (not the one I really attended as a child but very very close) & then I woke up. Then the chaining began. Dream 2: non-lucid, then lucid- I went to the bathroom & came back & laid back down & started with Christian being there & then he was gone & I was on this sailboat. It was so detailed! It was glamorous & the guy on the boat was not someone from my real life. I was trying to take a bath but he kept wanting to know what was taking so long. I was trying to masturbate, lol. In real life I would never try to do this in the bathtub cuz it just isn't comfortable, lol. But in dreams I frequently have pent up sexual energy. Then I was lucid cuz I new the scenario was crazy. Finally I came out & we were just living a life on the boat. We were sailing along like this was just an every day thing in this glamorous lifestyle. I awoke again & went straight into the next dream. Dream 3: Non-lucid, then lucid- I was on our main street drag here in my town but it had different things from different places I've lived in. I had 3 kids & we were enjoying the day because there were vendors & a couple of rides like a small carnival was going on. It was extremely vivid. Then I realized the guy I was with took my kids & I was frantically asking people from the booths to help me. First they finally gave me an old rotary dial phone but it wouldn't call anyone. Then some of the people thought I was crazy. I realized that about half a mile away up a hill that actually looked like our main street here that there was a bigger carnival going on. I became lucid (DILD) & wasn't upset about the kids like before. Instead I started walking towards the carnival with curiosity because it looked so pretty. I went & walked around the fair grounds & just enjoyed the place with all of it's rides. I was noticing that some of it reminded me of a lucid dream I had had a crazy long time ago when I was in middle school. It reminded me yet again that I had spent so many hours as a kid sleeping. I used to sleep to escape my real world where so many things had gone wrong. My happy family wasn't happy anymore & I was acting out. I loved to be up at night & sleep after school & have these amazing lucid dreams. Everyone said I was sleeping because I was depressed & it used to drive my mom crazy. I was depressed but the dreams were a really great escape & now I understand them better. Yesterday was a long hard day which left me worried for my mother n law. We had to go one town over because she is just so confused about her thermostat & had it on 45 & is froze up. It could actually catch on fire. I know this cuz my own house caught on fire a few years ago because of my Central Air Unit & I just recently got the air back. Was only able to afford the heat at first. Anyway I'm worried she's gonna burn down her house in an array of possible ways. Dreading going back today because I'm going to need to break down & call my sister n law & initiate a conversation about what the next step is with her. I have a heavy heart right now. It's my husband's mom but since his dad died around 10 or 11 yrs ago he's rather indifferent to the whole thing. When I first tried to go to sleep I tried to go to sleep listening to a new lucid dream binaural beats from YouTube. Waste of time & sleep. So when my husband woke up at 2:13 I just sat up & started surfing the net on my phone reading random article's that I hadn't come across before & when he went to work I went to sleep which attributed to today's list of dreams. Non-Lucid-Green Lucid-Red Explanation of details-Blue Side Notes-Purple Astral Projection/AP-Brown
I traveled to a run-down, abandoned carnival/amusement park type of place with my mom. We sat at a table and talked. Two stray shih tzus, one male and one female came out of the ruins where they lived. There were some flowers growing nearby. Then a fragment of seeing an opened half package of antacid tablets laying on the floor that I thought I needed to pick up so Kitty couldn't eat them.
I had 2 dreams as I woke up and fell back asleep, my dreams are very vivid (yet not lucid) and are usually very random. I had been keeping a dream journal but kinda just not wrote in it but I decided I wanted to start up again last night. I have been having many many dreams about school almost one every night. If anything in my dreams offends you, I am sorry but that is just what I was dreaming about. 1st dream: took place sometime in the summer, it was beautiful and warm outside and I was with friends. This friend of mine who is good at getting stuff took me with him and was showing off how he could get alcohol before he was 21. My friends and I walked around the Carnival that was in town and then we were in this office building that had a bunch of computers and there was a news team there talking with someone about ISIS when they started to attack the building and the computers in the middle all blew up. I had a false awakening in my current apartment, almost everything was the same except for a few details. I went to the kitchen to get something to eat and I heard gunfire so I hid in the bathroom and peaked around the corner and found my step father playing call of duty 2nd dream: This one took place in school, I was a half human half turtle going on an adventure with classmates, solving puzzles, skipping class, barging in on other classes and disrupting them, including one that was watching a movie. I went to the very dirty bathroom and, well I went to the bathroom but someone came up behind me and was trying to take my shell away from me and I pissed all over the floor and fell in it. I got up and it just completely dried off my pants and I went to go get my shell back. This kid took it to a different bathroom and booby trapped it because he was waiting for some girl to come and he was going to make it land on her head and kidnap her. I got it back and that was the end of that. I caught up with my classmates and we started playing this game with a cooking pot of stew in the middle, there were 3 on their side and just me on mine and we all had big wooden spoons and they were trying to keep a giant onion at the bottom while I was trying to throw it out. the Onion fell apart but I managed to throw it all out and win the game and it turns out the losers had to pay for the meal so I started messing with their cards trying to pick one and I said "here put them on the table and shuffle them around while I turn my back since there are only three of them" they did it, I picked one and then I woke up for good.
Dream 1 - Carny (02:00) There's a park and forest, a few snippets of a carny that I walked past (it resembled one I had seen a couple days ago). I also remember there being something about a dinosaur fossil in the ground, reminded me of a t-rex (probably due to going to the museum recently). Dream experience: 0 (meh) Dream awareness: 0 (meh) Dream 2 - Black Leech (04:04) I remember a meandering river flowing in a flood plain near some mountains. The flood plains were lightly forested and the river had some large rounded oval pebbles in the river bed. Later I was in a neighbourhood where I live (not in RL), I remember thinking that some creepy guy might end up attacking me with a black leech/slug (it was about the length of a persons hand and quite thick). I looked out of my window to the neighbours house and saw that there was a black slug doing a little sideways scuttle up the inside of their window (it looked like it was trying to 'walk'). Poor thing, it's retarded, and it's struggling at the corner. I wake up (FA) and reach around to my back (with a pseudo arm) and touch the tip of what I imagined was the head of the slug. Ugh, I might die :/ damn. Though I'm not too panicked for some reason, like I know that nothing bad will happen. My reasoning is also that it's only halfway up my back so I can pull it off before it reaches the place it's supposed to bite to kill me. I think that creepy guy must have ordered it from the deep web. I kind of realize that all this is going on in my head and wake up properly. Dream experience: 5 (pretty vivid, the leech was pretty interesting) Dream awareness: 2 (a little more and I may have been lucid) Dream 3 - Tripppyyy (05:33) I woke up and tried recalling my dream, doing a mediocre job at it. I don't think I actually moved, and ended up doing an unintentional DEILD (does this mean I win Emnition? ). I was thinking about another lucid I have had in the past about Adventure Time (never happened). We were in a cart being pulled along and I was Finn, next to me was Jake the Dog (in full cartoon mode too). From the get go I was semi-lucid, knowing it was a dream without really properly thinking about it though. Things were a little.. trippy. Hmm, I want to be me though. I change perspective and become Jake now. Still not what I wanted, I look at Finn now and see a little mini Jake jumping around slowly, his colour looks darker than it should be, and I know that he isn't Jake because I'm Jake right now. I want to try be me again, so I slowly will my own body to be formed, I separate from Jake and move in between Finn and Jake, sitting between them on the moving cart. It's a weird thing to describe because I felt a bit.. formless, and things around me were still a bit trippy, I guess I should elaborate on the 'trippy' thing. Basically everything had a liquidness to it, seeming to have slightly shifting forms, unstable. Ugh, everything kind of intensifies slightly in that trippy state, to my right I look at Finn, hmmm? His chest now has... Boobs. They're growing and shrinking and moving around in slow-mo (not at all like a boob should). It reminds me of a slime monster or something. Both Finn and Jake are asleep on either side of me.. Things become way more lucid and I know I'm dreaming for sure but I have no way of taming the intense instability and liquidness of the dream. I reach out and grab Finns boobie. I feel it slightly but my sense of touch is a bit dim. I involuntarily float forward and turn towards him so we're more or less facing each other, but he dissolves into a new image. The whole world is changing around me like crazy. Colours and spiraling stuff.. It reforms into me looking at the side of a red car, just at where the petrol goes into. The cover over the petrol tank has a flat red face on it and it's smiling at me (same red as the car). What the? I give it a little slap/pat on its face and it keeps smiling at me. This is so weird. I try to properly stabilize the dream now, 'Stabilize!' I shout, I clap my hands, but did I? I feel like I'm clapping them in RL. Am I waking up? I open my eyes. Hmm.. That was, something? I decide not to move and keep my eyes closed, not because I wanted to re-enter the dream but because I wanted to listen to it fade away and feel the other sensations. "tzzzzzzzzzzzz" a static fills the air and there's black and white tv-like shimmying lights in front of my eyes. Did I just DEILD again? Lots of faces start forming in the static, just black and white outlines. This scares me quite a bit and I feel like my heart sped up. "Calm down, something bad will happen if you think it will" I manage to quell some of the rising tension about my current state. The faces kind of dissole and the black and white static merges to a dark background. In the middle is the statue of a pharaoh looking at me, unmoving. It begins floating off to the side now, out of my line of sight. In front of me the dream world forms once more and I see a wrist resting on a table. The wrist has a watch on it, and I think it might possibly be my wrist. It must be late at night since the background is still quite dark. On the watch there are glowing numbers since it's digital, the number '7' sticks out to me. There are other things on it but it changes a bit too much so I don't bother with it. I think I tried getting up and moving a bit but I can't remember anything else and I think I woke up shortly after. It was still a bit unstable but not nearly as trippy as the last. Dream experience: 8 (Wow so trippy, I think I've had trippy dreams before but this one takes the cake) Dream awareness: 4-5 (I was completely aware I was lucid, I could control things but I couldn't stabilize or actually do things properly) Dream fragments - I remember there being a really long rope suspended like 100m in the air which a whole bunch of people (including me) were standing on, there was another rope above it which you could also hold onto. I remember seeing a video a while ago about a woman in a gym straightening her legs on a weight machine which caused her leg to uhh.. bend the wrong way? And pretty much snapped. It really grossed me out, why do people post that stuff on FB :/. Basically in the dream there was a guy who had a similar thing happen to him, he stood underneath the top rope and straightened his legs pushing it up, but the rope was too strong and pushed down.. It broke his legs and they bent the wrong way and he fell off and died. I remember thinking that he was an idiot though -Something about alien civilization which has been buried, they had the ability to teleport. Dream 4 - Heroin (07:38) I remember thinking that the Nazis had one big regret during their time of power, I turn my head and look at a bunch of high school kids bustling to get into a big auditorium. Some had been locked out, but everyone was organised from tallest to smallest so the really short people were at the back (this meant mostly girls were at the back). I'm now a part of the school, and for some reason I had an idea to flirt around with those chicks who got locked out. I approach and the idea is gone and I'm now thinking of a way to get inside and decide to just teleport. I teleport in and open the door for everyone else. I think I'm a little annoyed with everything, and plan to hit the fire alarm and then make a run for it... There's cameras around though. I manage to find a way, I smash an alarm in then bolt out a door on the side of the auditorium just before the teacher could turn and see who did it. "Phew" I think, now I just need to avoid the cameras. I run around and skirt the edges of the auditorium to avoid the cameras, but they're the black orb type and I have the feeling that they can see everything around them. I rejoin the masses evacuating from the main entrance and follow them. But I see some students getting told off for doing their Maori dance hobby. "what the hell? Why can't they do it?" I wonder, I walk over to a white roguish character who seems to be in charge, and he tells me the story (which occurs in a flashback with me present). The teacher tells them they can't do it it for some lame reason like "it's because it's not official you can't do it as a playtime hobby" or something. I was annoyed, since I thought it was impressive for these guys to group together and form a dance group without any supervision. I can't remember what happens next.. But I think I'm talking to the white guy leader of the group, he's gotten into heroin now since they can't do the dance group. I try and smack some sense into him, he's going through withdrawal and wants another fix but I stop him. "Do you even know how much pain you'll be in when you're going through withdrawal? The spasms haven't even started yet. This is why people don't even let themselves do it once, because they get F*cked up" (I said something along those lines...). I also remember thinking of analogies, like how people say to try everything once, but I told the guy he shouldn't do heroin even once. I used the analogy of me falling off a cliff and how it can effect you for the rest of your life. Then I make heroin sound worse since it causes neural injuries rather than physical ones. There's another skin head dude hanging around who keeps squeezing heroin out of needles and shooting them like water pistols at me. What a dick. I think I end up doing heroin but I'm not sure why? When I wake up he's hovering over me and I get the feeling like he may have stabbed me with a dirty needle while I was passed out. This guy really is scary looking O_O. Dream experience: 6 (felt pretty emotional during this, passionate about the dancers and trying to help them, it was quite vivid) Dream awareness: 2 (only a little bit more and I may have been lucid) I think my awareness rating is 0-2 = non-lucid and 3+ is lucid.
Feb. 26, 2003: I had a dream I was back in R__ near my aunt's old house, and I thought I could get back to her house from there, only everything was all different and the city just wasn't the same any more. It was like a maze, and every time I turned around, the streets change. So I couldn't get to her house; in fact, I got completely lost! Then I wound up going through this weird carnival type thing that I don't remember much about, only that it was weird. Only it wasn't a carnival, it was this crazy art exhibition, and people were doing all sorts of weird displays and performance art and stuff, except it was sort of scary in a way. And then I went through a playground only it was a really shoddy one and everything was all broken down (actually, that does sound quite like my aunt's old neighborhood...). Then I got to this one tenement that had never been there before, near where the old hardware store used to be, and it was all run-down and broken down. I met my old art teacher Mrs. D___ there and she said there was some guy there that I needed to meet, because she thought I'd be interested in the stuff he'd done and what he had to say. Turns out he was some great printer or something but everyone had completely forgotten about him in his old age, and I'd barely even heard of him myself. However, I went up there anyway, and he was waiting in his apartment... it was a real slum... he was just this shrunken, emaciated old guy with white hair and bleary blue eyes, he didn't seem like much, he was a hermit of sorts and never really went out, never talked to people or interacted with them, and sort of cranky, but once I started talking to him he actually seemed like he was a pretty nice guy, just really antisocial. I guess never going out and talking to people... they sort of forgot he was there, or that he'd done anything important. I felt bad for him. So he asked me to show him some of my work, and I did. He looked at it and said it had potential, and told me not to give up, that art and the printed medium in particular could be discouraging but to just keep trying. Then he showed me some printing techniques. I don't remember very much about those, only that it looked like some sort of silk-screen but when you drew your finger across it, it made light, and you could actually etch these really neat luminous designs in it this way. So we sat and drew designs together, and then I heard Mrs. D___ calling me and telling me that I'd talked to him enough now and didn't need to be there any more, and then I woke up.
Morning of August 18, 2015. Tuesday. This was after my most interesting dream of this date. In this case, it seems Zsuzsanna and I are within an “invisible” geodesic dome (one of the main settings for higher levels of communication, it seems) which is quite large. It would have to be to contain an entire carnival within. The carnival is apparently “closed”. It is late at night. There are blue lights here and there that provide minimal illumination. My wife and I walk along, half walking, half dancing, so cheerful, not caring that no one is operating this rather odd carnival. At one point, I see a “roller coaster” moving about (though eventually actually more like a monorail) that is actually seemingly alive, glowing a sort of lighter green in contrast to the lights. A giant robotic spider “ride” walks around on its own for a short time, but is no threat in any way. (I even think I hear a human-like groan from it.) Still, there are no signs of any other people (yet). The fortune-teller booth (from “Batman Forever”) sits in one area. We acknowledge it humorously but minimally as we go around in a somewhat circular path. We puzzle at it as being everyman. It cannot seem to make up its mind about where it wants to “go”. It laughs eerily and artificially but cannot move out of the booth as only its fake arm sways back and forth randomly. It seems “stuck” in its one sad little “role”. The song “Bad Days” (by the Flaming Lips) plays over and over eventually and our dance-walk seems even more cheerful. “You’re sorta stuck where you are, But in your dreams you can buy expensive cars, Or live on Mars, And have it your way…” The watermelon scene in the music video reminds me so much of home… “In your dreams, Show no mercy…” Oh sure, it is an awful, terrible song, with awful, terrible music, but it is such a charming novelty and reminds me of the first couple of years I spent with Zsuzsanna. The “fortune teller” comes out of the booth, now a real man for the first time ever, somewhat chubby and gray-haired, it seems, and dressed normally, informally. He snaps his fingers, kicks his heels, and walks up an elevated path over a hill (seemingly westward). I know that we will never see him again and I never see his face, and he never turns to look back at us. “And all your bad days will end, You have to sleep late when you can, And all your bad days will end”… Someone is knocking on 104. Knocking. Knocking. Knocking on the door (just like in the music video at that part of the song). Someone is knocking on our door at 104. (In real life, same number, exact time - synchronized with my dream’s residual rhythm.) It is a parcel delivery for our oldest daughter, which she soon gets. I have slept later than usual as the real knocking on 104 wakes me. Oh, Source, you so funny.
I'm at school. It's PE, and for some reason half of the gym was turned into a swimming pool. You'd think that would've been enough to trigger lucidity, but nope. During the game (I don't exactly remember all the details) an Asian girl said something about her aunt <My aunt's name>. I walk out of the pool, and my PE teacher gets mad at me for tracking water onto the other side of the gym. I apologize, and walk out of the room. Instead of classrooms and stuff, I see a fair! (I think those are my first noticeable dream sign!) I go on a couple of rides, including one of those cannons that you see at a circus- You know, the ones that people shoot themselves out of. I shoot myself out of it, but I'm disappointed to see it doesn't shoot me very high at all. On one of the rides, I'm sitting next to that Asian girl! Me: "Oh hey.. Does your aunt <my aunt's name> have a daughter and son named <my cousin's name> and <other cousin's name>?" Her: "Yep." Me: "What's the name of her husband?" Her: "<My uncle's name>" Me: "Oh my gosh, I think you're my cousin's cousin! " Her: "Cool." Then a couple of family members and I go into an arcade! (I think that's another dream sign c: ) I don't exactly remember what we played, but I remember something weird happening afterward...
Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #262: Arcade Action I’m walking through an arcade, heading somewhere but in no particular hurry. It’s a huge place with a very high ceiling and lots of cool-looking games. I come to one beat-em-up game that looks sort of interesting. It’s got a pair of joysticks (one for each player) and a “Kick” button. The “Kick” button looks sort of messed up and mashed to one side. I notice an odd message flashing on the screen: “Press Kick to Start”. It looks like someone left a credit in this machine! I look around to see if the credit belong to anyone nearby. There’s a black guy in his late 40s walking by and I ask him whether this is his game. He seems confused by my question, so I turn back to the machine, and become lucid as I reflect on my good fortune. I press “Kick” to start the game, slightly nervous that the dream won’t be stable if I play games. I start singing an impromptu song about dreams and video games (in my lucid dream voice, which is much much better than my waking life voice!) The game begins and rather than a beat em up, it’s some kind of shooting gallery game where you have a little video game hand with a gun. The graphics look 8-bit, and there are these little circular targets that I’m supposed to be aiming at. When I move the joystick, the gun moves, and pressing kick makes the gun shoot. I miss a couple of times, and then hit a target, which shatters! The shooting gallery attendant walks out and resets the targets. Unlike the rest of the game, she’s completely lifelike, a petite Asian woman with a medium build, probably in her late 20s. I do another round of shooting. Aiming the gun is kind of a pain, but I eventually shoot two more targets, and the attendant walks out to reset the targets. I think about trying to change the game into a beat-em-up, but the attendant turns to face me. I see that she looks Thai or Cambodian, and her appearance is very vivid and attractive. She asks me… Spoiler for Sexytime: ... whether I want to have sex with her. I have no idea how I’m supposed to do this, but sure, I'm interested! As sexytime commences, I find that my dream body’s able to be in two places at once; I’m both standing in the arcade playing the video game and living in the game and doing things with the shooting gallery attendant. (This goes on for about 90 rather action-packed seconds.) Afterward, I emerge fully back into the video arcade and wonder whether I can play the game some more. The attendant looks toward me, seemingly ready to set up another round. As I’m messing with the controls, the attendant wanders off, leaving the shooting gallery in sort of a half-ready state. I mess a bit more with the game controls, but I’m feeling less tied into the dream, and pretty soon I’m awake.
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Dream 1 I am writing in my DJ and I reach my arm over a girl who is in my bed. I assume she is my wife. (I am definitely not married) I am watching it like it's a movie, so in third person kind of. She got annoyed because I never do that and it woke her up. Dream 2 I found a game on YouTube that was called something Beach Island. It was rated 19 and up. I was looking for a game with some sexy ladies in it. In the game, you had to survive on the island and a side goal was to bang chicks along the way (which was totally different from surviving on an island ) I wanted to play it but my mom didn't want me to because she had heard it was REALLY bad. I ended up getting it and I hid that I was playing it from her. She walked in when I was playing and almost caught me. Dream 3 I am in a restaurant/store and I am talking with a friend about the carnival we are at. I ask him when we have to go back to school and he says whenever we want. Apparently, you can miss school for the carnival. My friend said that obviously he was going to stay all day. Dream 4 I am in the parking lot of a park with my Cross Country team. Dream 5 I was watching a video and some girls in my grade were at a party having "fun"
24/8/2014 2310-0721 1. I remember Family Guy. A cable guy went to their house. He tried to fix their cable, then he offered free cable. He flipped a switch or something, and they had free cable. Peter flipped to a European channel, and the entire family got sucked into the TV. They arrived at a carnival. All of them became very excited, now that they were in "Europe". They went on many rides and attractions. They stayed there for the rest of their lives. At the end of Peter's and Lois's lives, they went to a "retirement ride," where Peter said, "Well, I guess we have nothing to live for anymore". Then the ride got to the station. Peter said, "Oh yeah. Europe has excellent health care." Peter and Lois got on the ride and they rode it happily ever after. The end. 2. I went to Madagascar with a couple of women. It was during the 1800's, when the British Empire owned most of the world. Apparently, in this dream, the British owned Madagascar, too. I remember it looking a lot like a coastal desert, and sort of like Australia's deserts in the middle. There were many British soldiers everywhere. The two women and I went to a hotel and we had a threesome the whole night. After the night, they apparently were captured by the British army, and were then being held prisoner by them. At this point, the dream seemed to become a video game, of sorts. I had to avoid the guards and rescue the women. There were many wooded structures everywhere. That was the dream.
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