All DJ Entries

I break in or break out of a house? I was with someone. We either got caught or told the owners of the house what had happened.

I see a car pull up into the drive way next to us. There was some females and males in the car that were probably around my age (26). We all greeted each other, and one of the girls found me attractive, and asked if I had a twin. At first I thought she was talking about the cat I had, that I was holding onto.

It starts to feel like it a party or a dancing competition, and I wasn't holding myself back from getting down and dancing. I was pulling off all the moves, feeling great.
I started to act drunk as I was doing a strange dance, where I would be dragging my head against the pavement.

I'm now in a dark room which had a DJ that has to pick out the best dancer here. I think I'm one of the finalists. I continue to dance and try taking this competition to another level. I'm feeling like the best dancer here, if not most flamboyant lol.

I'm in another room where I see an ex girlfriends friend (Jess K), and a female DJ. I hear Jess say something about nik fish (DJ Nik Fish), that was getting played in the room. I look towards where the DJ is, and have a peak at her monitor, as I haven't heard nik fish's music in quite some time. The DJ notices me peeking at her monitor and hands me something.

Nik Fish (Hardstyle Techno)

I awaken.

Dream fragment;
I have Izzy and Charlie (My cats) with me, so they could help me with something.

Charlie was out the backyard of my old house in blacks land, sleeping in a kennel.

I'm in a car with someone and we were on out way back to the house that I was at previously. I told the driver that the house was in fact, my cousins house. They driver offered me to go in to the house considering I was related. I was here to pick up a cat. I was walking towards the house, then it dawned on me, this wasn't my cousins house at all. I knew by noticing the surroundings didn't match up. Someone opened the door to greet me, I think I knew her. As I walked in, I noticed Gemma P on the couch. The house had a very strong scent to it. I saw the cat sitting on top of a cabinet. It looked like a doll, and it's color was black and white, which looked like fabric. I began to second guess on if I should buy this cat, as I didn't really like the look of it. Gemma explained that those type of cats sit around quite a lot, and have known problems when they get adopted. I could now see text in my vision of what Gemma was saying.

Dream fragment:
IGA Peanuts in a bag.

2013-10-04 (day city, night country alone)

exercise: weights & 30 mins cardio
01:07 bedtime
02:41 (still trying to fall asleep? Didn't seem so long, maybe slept and woke up)
04:02
In a car. Cars were parking but crashing into buildings on right side of road up against the stores.

Riding down a sandy hill on a (motorbike? bicycle?)

walking/riding down a dark road, half muddy on the right. I'm following some people, I ask "does anybody want to get the newspaper?". Someone coming up behind me on a bicycle, meeting us there. Nobody responding to me.

04:02 MILD based on last scenes
08:21 woke earlier, had some recall, didn't get it recorded. Woke up, read in bed.
11:12 trying for a nap
13:30

My cat turned almost entirely white. 80% of her lower body. Head and chest area is still colored correctly. I'm very confused, trying to think how this could have happened. I'm concerned it might be sick. I look at the fur and I run my hand through her short white fur backwards (from tail to head), I see the texture of her fur, looks realistic. Handed the cat to someone, here comfort her. The cat was batting a kitten's face. It was trying to get the kitten to do something. I was astonished that the cat was making intricate gestures with her paws (fingers?) to try to get the other kitten to do something. The kitten was slghtly sticking out its tongue. I mimiced these movements, like a "come here" gesture hooking a finger, first one way, then with the finger upside down. Imagined petting my cat while falling asleep at nap.

In a house with a crazy family, "Don't wake up uncle John," sitting on a couch in that house. Turns out it was the mother who was big fat and crazy. I see them emerge from a room above the living room.

Swimming pool down below me. Water polo, the coach had been fired. They're playing a game in the pool, coach bad-mouthed someone. There are a lot of kids in the pool, it's pretty full. A ball or something flies up and hits me? The young guy who has the ball in the water polo game stands up, he's working really hard to do something, physically,

At a large party in a large open house / atrium. There's an annoying guy in a blue suit. I pass him and say something about "blue man." He and his friends make some joke about me and start cracking up, he's literally ROTFL. I think shooting an arrow through his head or his heart to see how he'd laugh, then. I ignore them.

Teeth falling out. A bunch of teeth were falling out, went into bathroom, confused at what was heppening, I'm trying to put them back in, I feel the empty spot in my mouth with my tongue. Someone's bothering me while I'm trying to put them back in.

Walking by some woman, trying to push my way by. I had walked by her earlier and told her some numbers. There had been a show downstairs, (and a room near the show, where there was a teenage orgy?) where schoolkids were lined up sitting on top of a very wide 3-foot-high storage cabinet, each little spot had two holes. The kids were supposed to do a little presentation, say something to the kids in the room in order to prompt the kids in the room to come out and look at them, and then disappear down the hole into the cabinet, hidden, and the older kids in the orgy room were supposed to come out and wonder where the little kids went. A teacher arrives with a line of other little kids to perform on the cabinet (or watch). They said some numbers. The woman who stopped me said, "were those the same numbers that you told me before?" She (and I) was amazed that I had predicted the future with these numbers.

Woman in a nurse outfit, dressed up as an actor/performer. Outside on a street. She was going around getting people to sign up for her show.

With WW, watching an opera performance in a (cafe? room?). I see the singers keep entering the stage enter and sing. They look like 19th century fancy people. I see their hair. Sitting right in front of a stage. It had to do with speaking English, and rich people could get on the Concorde (airplane). Stewardesses said there still were some seats left, going to (Paris?).

Woke up slowly, still felt groggy, like I could have slept more, but decided to get up so as not to ruin the sleep schedule. Tried a bit of FILD. Thought of ping pong as a relaxation (first person view more relaxing), thinking about the sound as well as the visuals. Lots of little dreamlets, one which i brought back after fading briefly, they vanish when I focus on them.

Room was too cold at night, couldn't relax. Slept way better for nap once I put on warm socks.

Seeing scenes of dreams I saw many years ago and had forgotten as I'm falling asleep.

Stay positive about sleep!

Cat, and other parts of dreams came from incubation thoughts!

I wish I could have become lucid, so I could lightsaber chop the laughing blue man in half .

Late morning REMs are long and recall is great at this time!

Date: 7 Sept

Pre bed: Gingko

Total sleep time: 9 hrs

Dream quality and recall: pre wbtb dreams above average vividness, but very sleepy, also undergoing a sleep schedule readjustment, so below average recall and too lazy to take notes. Post wbtb average vividness to above average, good recall.

WBTB

I tried to wild like the previous days but was feeling uncomfortable and this was taking way too long so just fell asleep.

Dream: I found this dream quite nonsensical/incoherent and with lots of DS, which is why I am including the details. It was getting warm and loud already and I suspect I went into deeper sleep.

This woman wants to take two hair accessories I had in the past from my hair, it hurts. Ok, I will give you both just be patient, I say. She asks if I have dandruff.

A moment later, same place, there is some sort of story about a Japanese girl, a guy and their friend and the girl is upset. She enters the restroom and starts putting shaving cream on her face. There is a narrator saying that after that she went walking around in something like a hospital where everybody saw her with the cream and she lost face. Both the guy and the girl have long hair.

The perspective changes and I am that girl now, looking in the mirror as my face changes (some male asian features long dark hair/to female asian) and the shaving cream turns to a face mask. I do the peel off mask procedure and think about the girl who is now a separate person and want to explain that she didn't need to go over the whole drama with the shaving because it can be used as a peel off mask.

After I take off the mask and throw it away, decide that I want to pee, so try to close the door of this public restroom. Actually there are two doors with lots of locks that don't make sense, but I do my best to close and lock them. As I proceed to do my thing, I notice that my hands are dirty with some food leftovers and before I can do anything else see that the room is now being filled with water - no wait, it's soup. I am wearing my old sleepers from 10 years ago and they are getting soaked. I turn to my left and can't believe this is happening, I can actually see how this soup water is leaking through the walls and immediately come up with an explanation for it. There is a food stall and its kitchen is on the wall just behind the restroom. I wonder if I should inform them about the situation.

Fragment: There is a yard that is covered with snow. Initially it is separated by glass fence, then normal fence. I can see cat footprints in the snow, then as I am staring I slowly realize (i.e. unconsciously summon) there is a dead cat/wild cat under the snow. Now there are two cats. The snow melts and one of them moves, I remark that it is alive and expect to see the other one moving as well. I can see it is breathing.

A woman that owns the yard comes by, she has a large fluffy dog that runs around and there are other animals there as well, a cow or a small horse.

Short DILD: I am on bus station in my home town and realize that I am dreaming. Finally, I say to myself. In my mind the bus goes to school and I want to see my friend. I look around but my friend is not on the station (some dream instability here) and there is a bus about to depart so I hurry and get in. I expect to see my friend there and imagine him being one of the passengers. For a minute I see his face but as I move closer it changes to another guy. There's a group of guys sitting there and they are way too loud. I quickly wonder about that (too much DC independence).

I know this is not going to work, but then I remember I can at least call. I try to spot a phone in the guys' hands. They are busy loudly talking to each other and no phone. I move a few seats back and there is something like a display in another guy's hand. I take it and it turns into my bf's phone, how weird is that! Alright, now I am just going to press any button and start the conversation. I press the dial key and check the screen, it goes dark and into some sort of error mode. I repeat a few more times with the same effect. Oh well, I just take the phone to my ear and say my bf's name. I hear a woman's voice replying as if I just asked to talk to my bf, saying he is just going somewhere. I am not sure if I asked or thought about another question, but she also adds a short yes. I decide to ask about the friend I was looking for in the bus. She replies similarly but in past tense. I briefly wonder if this makes any sense.

The woman then proceeds to ask me why am I asking about my friend since I am supposed to know where he is. She mentions the name of an unknown location where we (his friends) often meet. I feel as if I am talking to real person now and wonder what kind of explanation to give, scanning the surroundings looking for an appropriate answer as the dream fades.

@ Xanous if you are reading this, I still plan to give you a call. Gotta work on prospective memory!

Last night I visited one of my dream places. I have many places that I tend to visit frequently in my dreams. Last night the place I visited was the small home business of the male veterinarian and his wife. This is the second time I have visited this place so it has officially become a dream place because I know I will visit it again in the future.

The dream was I was at a home (I say at A home because I was in a place where in my dream I lived but the place doesn't exist) my family lived their also, the person I remember mainly is my mom. I can't remember in detail what was happening before the main event of the dream happened, but the main event started out by me seeing my cat with its front leg broken in half. I was saddened by this but I went on with my life. It wasn't until a few days later (which passes by very fast in my dreams) when I saw my cat living its normal life with its broken leg that my heart strings finally tore. Seeing my cat has to use the broken end of its leg to walk on just to be able to get around made me panic and I started to look through a number book for a number to a vet. I called and the receptionist answered and told me to hold. She never returned and I hung up and called again. The continued to put me on hold until eventually when the phone was answered there was nobody on the other end. I kept calling a few more times until I remembered that the reason why they wouldn't take my call was because the vet I was calling and I were at very bad odds. That's when I remembered the other vet. I remembered him and I knew he was from another dream so I looked for his number and couldn't find it. So I got set out to go to his house, and after what seemed like a very long time of traveling along cliff side paths and treacherous obstacles I finally reached his house. I went in and found that he had aged decades and he was telling little kids stories that I can't recall. After a while he noticed me and I told him about my cat. He just kept smiling at me until I freaked out and asked "Is it possible to fix my cat, or not??" He just chuckled and said he could do it. He left the room and I stared at his wife until he returned. When he did return he was back to his original age, which is about 35 or so. I then realized I would need to go back and get my cat so I watched him walk around his house until I got woken up.

I slept 9 hours that dreaming session from 9 am to 6pm. I know other things happened during that dream, and I have flashes of memory of the events, but nothing discernible. The thing about the dream was I knew that I had seen this place before in another dream and that I was dreaming, at the end I was about to make my cat magically appear beside me using lucid dreaming so I wouldn't have to go back through all that, but I got woken up before I was able to.

So I'm starting this again (again).

This one was short since I decided to write it down an hour after waking.
I was at some theater party. We were all at some very expensive house that was modern with lots of concrete and stairs and awkward levels everywhere. The main actor was a guy I sorta knew and half of the guests were others from my school who I sorta knew and everyone else was a mystery to me. Most people there seemed to be 4 years or so older than me. It was night time and the house was next to the water, as in out f several doors you stepped out onto a cement dock. There were 2 incidents where cats walked out and fell into the water for various reasons. As soon as they hit the water they would become as stiff as a board and their fur would expand like a mini airbag. They would stay there and float. I went out to get one and as soon as I came in range of a cat, the closest car snapped to my shirt, slightly scratching my chest. I was kinda freaked out to grad the rest of the cat. I woke up.

Scientists have been cloning dinosaurs, and are in need of volunteers to help raise them up to a certain age. My husband says we can, so we go to this sort of farm where they are keeping the younger, smaller ones little fences just like at a petting zoo. We are planning to get an herbivore, but as we're looking around I come across a baby T-rex that is about 3 feet tall with these huuuge goofy teeth, and I just can't get over how adorable it is and how much it looks like it's got this big goofy smile. So I bet my husband and he is definitely into the idea. We bring the baby t-rex home.

At first it is all going nicely. I'm really excited and I'm tossing it raw meat and such and only slightly nervous that it will decide to eat us. Then my cat comes sauntering out and I feel stupid that I forgot we have him and that the t-rex may eat him. Even though my cat seems to keep a very safe distance from the little t-rex, I am nervous out of my mind with worry for my kitty. I start calling the dinosaur farm place and begging them to let me bring the t-rex back and get an herbivore, explaining about the cat and my concerns, but they won't return my calls and I can't get in touch with anyone. That is all I remember, and if I recall correctly I actually woke up as I was leaving one such message in the dream.

06/28/13

Dreamscape 2
I wake up in bed and roll over. I am not in my own bed. Something soft and furry is curled up beside me. I reach over and pet it. It responds with a, "Pika!" and a purr. I sit up in the bed and look around. I am back in the bedroom of Dreamscape. I see the black cat sitting on a chair not far from the bed. I get up out of bed and almost trip on the Buddha statue that is sitting on the floor. I curse myself silently for forgetting it. I see there is a journal on the floor near the statue. The cat on the chair meows. I go over to the cat and pet it. The cat begins to purr. There is a knock on the door to the room. I go over to the door and ask who's there. For a minute there is no answer… and then finally someone says that he is my neighbor coming for a visit. I think he is probably a Templar. I don't really want to let a Templar inside my Dreamscape. There is another knock at the door. It is getting a bit more impatient. I think about it for a bit longer, thinking there was some reason I wanted to let them in but I am not able to remember why I would do that. They are pounding on the door now. I finally decide to follow my instinct. I open the door and get out of the way. Two Templars practically tumble into the room. They turn around and look at me. One of them looks around the room and asks if this is where I have been hiding the artifacts. I ask them what they want here. One of them looks back over at me. Before anyone can answer, however, I see another person enter through the door which I had not bothered closing. I look over at the new arrival and recognize him as Alex Mercer from the Prototype game.

I do a double take at that… Great… now my Dreamscape is infested with Templars and a viral shape-shifter. One of the Templars asks Alex who he is. The other one says he has a proposal for me, one he hopes I will not refuse. The Templar talking to Alex tells Alex to get lost, this is not his concern, and pushes him towards the door. I tell the Templar that he really doesn't want to piss Alex off. He asks what Alex is going to do about it? Fight him? Huh? Wanna fight? He says he'll kick Alex's ass right out the… He is interrupted when Alex grabs him and quite quickly consumes him. The Templar talking to me has continued talking, but I have not been listening. He stops now and stares at Alex, saying, "What the fuck?!" He takes a couple steps away from Alex, but he doesn't move quickly enough to avoid getting grabbed by Alex. All he gets out is, "Oh, shit…" before he, too, is consumed. Alex is just standing there looking at me, and all that comes to mind to say is that was truly disgusting as I look at the bloody mess on the floor of my Dreamscape bedroom. I go over to the door and look out, calling out to ask if anyone else wants to come on in. No? Good. I close the door. I turn around to find I'm looking directly at Alex… and he is holding the black cat. I do a double take at that and then head towards the other side of the room. Alex says something about Abstergo being associated with Gentek… I comment a Templar by any other name is still a fucking Templar. I look around and see the door that leads to the hallway on the Dreamscape website.

I go through that door and see it leads to a long hallway that has no doors on either side. I head down the hall, Alex follows me. The black cat jumps from his arms and runs down the hall at top speed. I wonder if the cat is leading me somewhere. I think that if he is, he needs to slow down a bit. I hurry faster to follow the cat. Alex stays right with me. I glance over at him, wondering what he is after, but then I wake up.

Bedtime: 1:00 a.m.
WBTB: 7:30
Aids: none
Recall: Medium
Vividness: Medium
Awesome Factor: Low
Feeling upon waking: groggy

Dream 1: NS took me to a party at some strangers' house. The owners were a middle-aged couple. There were lots of people there, but I didn't know anyone. The house was pretty big, as I recall, and it had a large deck. We spent most of the time outside.

The owners had a black cat, which I found out was dying from a disease. (Something that sounded a bit like "cinnamon.") I asked N, who had had a fair deal of contact with the cat, if it was contagious (I meant to humans, but I didn't say it -- it seemed to be clear in the context), and she said yes. I couldn't believe that I would have been brought here, and that all these people would be sitting around/invited to sit around with a contagious animal. So I asked again. And again she said yes.

I became very angry with her for bringing me to this party and exposing me to the cat. Eventually everyone began to move inside the house. We were supposed to spend the night -- everyone seemed to be -- but I wanted to find a way to sneak out. I didn't find the owners to be very hospitable, anyway.

Dream 2 (fragment , post WBTB): I was at some place with long aisles of tables/counters and (I think) computers? It might have been some kind of office or workspace. Almost everything (the tables, ceiling, floor) was a golden colored wood. There were many bouquets of flowers (hanging or in vases) all along the aisles.

An unfriendly woman with pretty short, dark hair was/worked there. I think my dad was with me. I don't know our reason for being there or talking to this woman.

06/21/13

Dreamscape
I wake up in bed and roll over to go back to sleep. I don't even open my eyes. There is a soft furry animal curled up next to me. I reach over and pet the animal, assuming it is going to be my kitty Midna. I am surprised when the animal says, "Pika," instead of, "Meow." A pikachu? I still have my eyes closed, but it looks like it is light in the room. I often sleep in late in the morning so it isn't unusual for there to be some light in the room, but it seems brighter than I am used to. Did I somehow leave the light on? I open my eyes and find I am looking at an unfamiliar room. It is a rather comfortable looking room. There is a table and chair in the middle of the room, I spot a black cat on the chair but it is not my black cat Shadow. I can tell this because this black cat has short hair where Shadow has long hair. The cat sits there patiently as if waiting for something. I look at the animal by my side and see it is indeed a sleeping pikachu.

He wakes up, lifts his head, looks around the room and tips one ear as if also unfamiliar with the location. I get out of the bed, turning back a floral blanket and almost tripping over a small statue of Buddha on the floor. If I didn't know better I'd think the cat snickers at me. There is also a journal on the floor with a pen. That gets my attention and I reach for it. I am just about to pick it up when someone knocks at the door. It seems like a friendly patient knock at first but it rapidly becomes impatient and then angry. Someone outside is telling me to open the door, they know I'm in here. The black cat has jumped to the back of the chair and is looking at the door and hissing with its back arched and fur fluffed out. There is more banging at the door. I go over to the chair and stroke the cat gently to calm it down.

I tell the cat not to worry, there's no way I'm letting those crazy people in… they're probably Templars. Of all the neighbors to have, did my new place have to have Templars as neighbors? I call out and ask if they’re Templars. There is a pause in the knocking. Two people answer at the same time. One says yes, the other says no, and then calls the first one an idiot. The first one replies that there's no way I could not know they're Templars. I tell them to go away, I can't let them in. One of them asks why. I answer that it seems most every time I meet Templars in my dream I end up having to kill them… and I don't want blood on my new carpet, certainly not Templar blood… so make it easier on everyone and go away. In the relative silence since the Templars stopped pounding on the door I notice the black cat has relaxed and is now purring as I stroke it. There is silence from outside the door for a bit and I wonder if the Templars might have actually taken my suggestion to just leave me alone. My hopes for that are dashed when there is another knock at the door. I am still stroking the black cat when I wake up.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was playing some FPS Video game.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was exploring forest and was searching for something.

Dream 3:

I was playing some 2D Top Down shooter games, graphics of which looked like they were made quickly in paint, was playing through like five of them, some levels were pretty mazey but other than that it was easy, also one of the levels was in the city of some kind. Then i went to chat with KK and we decided to try multiplayer mode of one of the games, i started on the left side of the map, he started on the right side, i was using wall as a cover and was shooting projectiles at him, he was doing so as well. Then i discovered altfire of my character's weapon, which was firing water projectiles that were traveling down after hitting something. I used them and i noticed that KK's character looked like a cat, shortly i won. We were going to play second game, but dream faded out.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid Waking life notes

May 24, 2013:

I've been going through a bit of a lucid dream dry spell. My mind is too occupied by other life things to put much focus on lucid dreaming. But this morning, when going back to sleep, I basically told myself that it really shouldn't take much effort to have lucid dreams. As I went back to sleep I sang a simple mantra in my head, "I lucid dream."

I am in a warehouse or a large garage. I am fighting two monsters. I have powers so that I can create or control materials. I pick up a car and crush it like tin foil on the ground. I then extract some gasoline from a car, ignite it, using it as fuel as I shoot fire at one of the monsters.

But then I run out of fire, so I take bits of a broken windshield and shape the glass into two blades. I continue fighting the monsters outside with the glass weapons. Now I know it is just pretend and I begin to lose interest in the fight. It feels nice outside, with cool air. The monsters have turned into cats.

I say to myself "Now I'm lucid," as I walk in the grass. I come to a little stream with little stone dams, or bridges that looks like walls. I say "look at the tiny bridges. I mean... walls...." It is difficult to think of the right word. I walk over one of them.
I pull a folded piece of paper from my pocket, unfold it, and look at the drawings on it. I notice them in detail. There is a drawing of a guy in some kind of bio-armor. I think that the doodles are the same as ones I made in waking life. I say to myself "It's like my subconscious remembers every detail and reproduces it in the dream. Although, when I check, it might be completely different." I now suspect that my memory is not accurate, because this often happens in my lucid dreams.

Now I'm stuck on a thorn plant. The thorns are little and don't look sharp, but they hurt.Then one of the cats gets its claw stuck in my hand, and there is a snake scaring the cat. I struggle to get the cat's claw out of my hand while also getting the cat away from the snake. But the snake bites the cat.

The scene changes to the living room of my childhood home. The cat is still there. I feel that I am not dreaming anymore, but I am still angry at the cat for ruining my lucid dream, as if the actual cat was in my dream.

I like to imagine that cats are expert lucid dreamers and/or astral travelers. If the cat could do it, I bet she would follow me around in my dreams, probably getting in the way.

Still catching up

Date: 2 May

Total sleep time: 6 hrs

Recall method: tried to memorize dream, recorded when opportunity

Fragment1: It looks like I have bought a pack of snickers, which is actually mars, but when I have a look it is snickers again

Dream2: I am in a building, most likely trying to find my way out, but parts pf the building are locked. Some specific women have relationship with bad guys who are gang members. They are dangerous and soon there will be a fight between us and them. Later, a guy with long hair comes and helps us, so we manage to win. The gang members turn to more pleasant manga type of characters and we discuss the nature of time.

Fragment3: I am in a store where they sell stuffed toys. Initially, they are trying to get rid of the toys by giving them away, a bit later they are selling them with discount. (I really should notice this more often, first it is A, then it is actually B). I relate these toys to DV, and wonder if I should get some and send them to DV members, but I don't have the address.

Fragment4: I am near a familiar park in my hometown. I see some unemployed women, they carry a sign that they are looking for a job. I try to cross the street, when I see a bear cub and a cat. In this case, I try to walk around because I am rather cautious, but soon come close to the animals. I focus on the cat which starts to purr and does cat movements. I unintentionally startle it a bit.

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Date: 3 May

Total sleep time: 7 hrs

Recall method: tried to memorize as much as possible, noted when opportunity

Dream1: I think I am supposed to meet a guy and am thinking about going somewhere as the scenario develops. I am in some bed and there is a transparent line that is like a field of energy. This field is very dangerous, it comes like an earthquake through space and then can kill you. I am trying to keep my distance from this line and expect it to appear once again, but surprisingly to me it doesn't? (Good time to RC even in this crazy scenario!)

Fragment2: I am going to an event and am on the bus station (add to DS) with my classmates. I am actually coming and then going back to HK.

Fragment3: I am sitting, looking at a table with lots of food. I also see some piglets. I begin to ponder whether they can actually associate the food with them becoming food themselves. I don't want them to get affected by this.

[Home from work around 3pm. Sleep from 3:15pm to 9:15pm - deep sleep without dreams. Sleep again at 12:15am, alarm set 4am. Woke with no dream memory and back to sleep immediately. Woke around 6am.]

Dream 1
Finally, I get to take a nice hot bath and just relax for a bit. My tiny cat Harley is sitting in her usual spot on the side of the tub staring at the water. Suddenly, she overcomes her fear of water and just jumps in! She's so cute, swimming around in little circles but as she settles down and just sits in the water, I start to panic the water level might go over her nose and she would drown. I drain a bit of water from the tub and almost regret it as the chilly air hits my skin. She must have felt it too because she climbs up onto my chest and curls into a wet, furry ball. Perfect, I can get some more water back in here now.

Dream 2
I'm living in my grandmother's house again and my bedroom is downstairs. I just bought a futon and want it set in front of the TV, so the room needs a little rearranging. Time to take a break and get some homework done. There's a paper due in History in three days, so probably time to look at that. Looking at the assignment for the first time, the question follows a "what would you do if" kind of format but the scenario is incredibly vague. How close to this scenario do I have to stick? Can I change the plot? Characters? What we're doing? There's no way I can write it like this. [For the life of me I cannot remember what the question was, but I was having a lot of trouble!] Well, at least it only has to be three pages long. I'll just ask the instructor tomorrow and bang it out. Mouth falling open, I realize I've made a gross mistake. The paper isn't 3 pages long, it's 23 pages! Oh. My. God. NO way I can get this done in time. Panic sets in.

Dream 3
Finally given the opportunity to open my own business, I open a drive thru restaurant from my bedroom window. Aaron, my latest trainee from the manager program, is working with me as well. The night has been slow, business-wise, until about 5 minutes before closing. I would love to serve the guy, but he's driving a semi-truck and there is NO WAY that's fitting in the drive thru. After explaining that to the driver, he gets very irate and demands I bring out some coffee. To appease him, I ask Aaron to get him a cup.
"But we ran out of coffee, remember?"

Oh shit! He's right! "Then give him some food. Just something to get him out of here."

"Bitch! I don't want any god damn food. I ASKED for coffee! You dumb or something?!"

At this point I am tired and in no mood to deal with this guy. Starting to lose grip on my temper. "Sir, there is no need to be rude. I'm very sorry, I do not have any coffee right now. I am more than happy to get you something else but if you are going to continue yelling at me, you can leave. Thank you."

I close the window, lock up, and turn the lights off. Hearing the guy peel out of the parking lot, I double check to make sure he's gone but now there is two more semi-trucks outside. What the fuck? Half hour later, now that everything is clean and we are ready to leave, the two trucks are still outside. Seeing me, the drivers get out and walk towards me. They look very similar - mid 20s, maybe 6 feet tall, shaggy brown hair, light skin, dark eyes - so I conclude they are brothers.

One in a leather jacket starts hitting on me and dropping cheesy lines which his brother find hilarious. Thoroughly annoyed at his obnoxiousness, I curtly tell them, "We're closed and I'm going home. Night." The second brother threatens to do damage to the house or something if I do not serve them. Of course, I still refuse.

Out of nowhere, leather jacket man starts throwing up and cannot stop. The brother, and then myself, start to panic.

"Call 911! What's wrong with you?!" For whatever reason, he takes his time picking up the phone. In attempt to calm down Mr. Leather, I sit down and put his head in my lap. However, he then throws up on me and the smell is so ghastly I'm about to be sick.

Fighting to keep it down, I yell again, "Did you call the fucking ambulance? Where is it?" A few minutes later it finally shows up.

The EMT jumps out of the back and yells, "Does he have insurance?" Since when do EMTs ask for insurance?There's no answer so he asks again.

"Yea, yea, of course he does. The card is in his wallet."

He reaches into his brother's pocket but pulls out three wallets. "Wait, is that my wallet?! You guys are thieves! This is why you didn't want to call for help!"

Then I see a small Latino boy by my front door. As the EMT calls the police on the thief, I walk over to the boy, but as I get closer I see he is terrified. "Como te llamas? Como estas?" "Estoy bien..."

He switches over to English and I'm impressed with how intelligent he is and how he has almost no accent. He explains the guy stole something from him, a very fancy painting, and now that he's super sick, the boy is worried he might never get picture back.

"Don't worry hon, I'll find it for you." The scene changes and now the thief is locked in jail. Well, he's not dying at least. I found the picture and gave it back to the young boy. He was so happy and his smile so brilliant with gratitude, I remember seeing sunshine in the background. Dream ends...

Observation
After each dream, I remember retelling each one to someone. I don't know who and they didn't say anything. It seems this happens a lot in my dreams lately. Is this how I might be remembering them so vividly when I wake up? Hmm...

03.23.2013

Fat Demon (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have travelled back through time to the year 2008. I am going to my grandma's house. I'm really excited, even though it is a very important mission, because this should mean that I will get to see my grandfather again.

Outside the house, there is some scene involving a cat that seems important, but I cannot remember it.

Weird things are going on in the house. My grandfather is already dead, which doesn't make sense since he died in 2011. My grandma has a shrine for him built in the living room. I am stressing out, trying to figure out what's going on.

After examining the signs, I realize I have seen this situation before. A certain type of fat demon is causing this. All I have to do is kill him and things should go back to normal.

More weird things happen, and I remember becoming lucid. I go along with the plot of the dream for a while longer (though I can't remember any of it! I just remember being lucid for a really long time in a huge market like area). Eventually I decide to try to complete by goal of finding out the name of a girl that my friend drew. Crazy things are still happening all around me, and I'm wondering how I can focus on summoning her while I'm being chased by whatever it is.

((This was a really long dream. I wish I hadn't forgotten all the important parts.))