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NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

Right, so, this dream is mostly bits and fragments of one really long dream. There aren't really any transitions into other dreams, more like transitions into other sections of the same dream.

I'm at my mom's house. My mom's friend, M, comes over with her new pets...originally, she has 6 puppies, but throughout the dream they keep switching from puppies to kittens. I can't pinpoint exactly where, when, or how many times this happens.

Anyways, so, there are three sets of matching puppies. I remember there being two brown bulldog looking puppies, and they were ADORABLE. So, one of the bulldog puppies was an escape artist. I had to tie him up on a leash in the garage or else he would run away. I remember the leash being pale ice green in color. Somehow I had forgotten about this puppy, and during all the other events of the dream, he had just been sitting there.

When I went out to go check on him, he was gone. Crap. So, I run out of my garage and look across the street, where I see a glimpse of brown fur running under my neighbor's car. I run to their driveway and I see the daughter sitting with a couple of her friends. I ask, "Have you seen a small brown puppy running around anywhere?", to which one girl says, "Yeah, he's off playing with Luna."

Luna is the neighbor's dog, and sure enough, there they are. I quickly snatch the bulldog puppy and walk back to my garage, once more tying him up.

Again, some more of the dream passes, until I once more go to check on the puppy. And again, he's gone. I'm annoyed, because I don't want to have to go and ask the girls across the street again if they've seen the puppy. Turns out I don't have to, because I see the dog prancing around in the middle of the street. In real life, the walking distance isn't that far to where the dog is, but in dream life, the distance seems like forever. The dog is oblivious to the oncoming traffic, of course. Down the street (which is also stretched out much much further than it actually is) is a small black car.

I know that the car will see the puppy and won't hit him, but part of me is worried that it won't stop. I try to run towards the dog, but I have an extreme aching pain in my leg and my vision is blurred.

Thankfully, though, the dog turns out to be some other random dog (it was an Aussie) and the puppy is actually at the house.

Yup. So, that's all I remember. Apart from the puppies occasionally transforming into silver tabby kittens, there wasn't really anything too strange or out of the ordinary.

Just a note, I used a new method that I read about in the DV forums where you tap your head and visualize lucid energy flowing into your brain for about a minute or two. While it didn't give me lucidity, after I tried it, I did have one of the longest dreams I've had in a while. So...maybe I'll keep trying? I got nothing to lose...

Dream - Lucid

I was at Dakota's house at night. I was the only one there (his aunt and uncle had gone on vacation. Dakota had too, but he went somewhere different). I was sitting in his room (didn't look like his real room, it was a lot bigger), watching TV. Dakota had told me I could chill there while everyone was away, though technically, I wasn't supposed to be there.

I had fallen asleep, and I woke up. I heard car doors slamming outside, so I figured I probably needed to leave, so I headed towards the door of his room.

All the sudden, a recording of Dakota's voice boomed over a loudspeaker. It said something about his aunt and uncle coming home. I started to move more quickly towards the back door of the house so I could get out before his aunt and uncle caught me.

It was too late, though. I walked outside, and there they were. I was very ashamed of myself. I shouldn't have been there. I went to my car. Dakota's uncle came up to me. I said to him
"I want to redeem myself in your eyes. I'm sorry."
He seemed pleased with that.

I then drove off through his neighborhood. It was lit only by the lights of the houses.

~

I was again at Dakota's house. It was morning, and Dakota and I had been asleep in sleeping bags on the floor. His head was facing my head.

His Aunt then came in with a bunch of kids. They sat at the kitchen table. That morning, they were leaving for Oklahoma. I got up and walked by the table. The kids were all playing Scrabble. There were also toys on the table, though I can't remember specifics.

They eventually filed out the door and got in their red mini van (can't remember the type). They came back a little later because they forgot something.

~

I was laying down on some sort of bed or table. An Indian-looking man with dark skin and a black mustache had a small buzz saw blade attached to a handle above my neck, though it wasn't moving. There was a dial ingrained in the left side of my neck that the buzz saw's blades fit perfectly into, and the man was going to help me by using the saw on the dial. I'm not sure what it was he was supposed to be helping me with, though. I think I was hurt or ill, and it was supposed to help me to heal.

At first, he jokingly got out a HUGE buzz saw and started using it on my neck. It hurt, and I kept telling him to stop. He stopped and laughed as he took the small buzz saw and gently started to use it to turn the dial in my neck. It felt a little uncomfortable. The man was very kind to me as he did this. He talked to me gently, though I can't remember what he said.

~

I was on the beach at night with my mom. We had our cat, Pounce, who is very ill in waking life. I'm not sure why we had her, but she got away from us and ran all over the beach. My mom told me to get her. She ran too fast, however. She then ran down some stairs into a men's restroom. At first, my mom wasn't sure we should go in there to get her because it was the men's room, but I convinced her that we could. We went in there after the cat, checking all the stalls.

~

I was in the car when I became lucid by counting my fingers, though I wasn't totally convinced yet. I confirmed it by making extra fingers appear out of my hands.

Then, I hung out the passenger's side window naked as the car drove itself. I felt the wind rush past me as I went. Why I decided to do this with my lucid dream is beyond me.

My recall lately has sucked. I have decided to try a new program I downloaded off the internet which is a self hypnosis approach to improving dream recall and lucidity. I'll document my progress here... maybe that will help keep me focused and continuing it!

Day 1
I had very little recall from last night except for a brief flash of very intense dream. The only details I remember from the dream are that someone was going to take my kitty (Midna) from me. So when I woke up, instead of focusing on recalling more details of the dream, I grabbed Midna, who was lying beside me sleeping. This resulted in me forgetting any other details about the dream and pissing my cat off. I got hissed at for my trouble.

Dream - Lucid

I was helping my extended family come to America from Germany so they would be safe from the Nazi army. They weren't Jewish, but they were in danger of being drafted into the Nazi army.

I remember being in an airplane with them. I don't remember seeing an specific family members, but I knew we were on the plane for a long time. We were flying over from Germany to America. I remember seeing a lot of my family sitting in the back of the plane, only the seats were set up more like they would be on a bus.

I then remember driving down a road in my town in the daytime. But then, I was out of the car but still on the road. My grandma was with me. I told her
"Don't worry, you're safe from Hitler now."
She didn't respond.

~

I lived in this huge manchine. I remember I had made friends with this bigger black girl named Olivia who looked kind of like this girl I know named Bri in waking life. We were walking down the street. She was walking her dog. We talked for awhile, and she mentioned to me that I was invited to go to this recording session in Missouri. It was being done by this guy that I know in waking life who comes and records some of the bands that play at the coffee shop I work at. I wasn't actually going to be doing any singing or playing music, but I was going to be doing technical stuff. I remember reading a letter from the recording guy that was inviting me and giving me details of the trip. Olivia had been invited too.

Then, Olivia asked me to grab her this weird writing thing, it was like a caulking gun but it had ink or paint in it. I gave it to her. She then spray painted some of the pillars at my manchine. They were originally blue, but the spots she painted on them were yellow. She painted some other things. The whole time I was telling her to stop and asking her what she was doing, but she never listened.

I then remember being back in the manchine. I was in a room with lots of waterways that led to outside. I saw my cat, Belle, jump into the water and start swimming. There was another cat swimming in there too, a black one I think. I was afraid Belle would swim outside and I'd lose her. She tried to go outside when someone opened this door in the water, but they quickly shut it again so she couldn't escape.

My mom then got mad about Olivia vandalizing the pillars outside the manchine.

Then, I remember practicing what I was supposed to be doing at the recording studio. It was almost kind of Guitar Hero-esque; I had to press some button every time a note came up. The notes looked like little colored boxes. I wasn't doing very well; it was moving too fast and my timing wasn't right.

I then remember talking to some people in the manchine. I think I was in my room. One of the people in there was my friend and coworker, Tori. She had also been invited to the recording session. I asked her if she was going, and she said no. She then said she didn't think anyone from my town was gonna go. I then told her I probably wouldn't go then either. She said it was typical that no one from my town was gonna come to the session.

I was then driving around in my car, just thinking and driving like I do so often in waking life. I then started to think about dreams, and did a reality check by counting my fingers. The first time I counted five, but I did it again and counted six. I was dreaming! I counted my fingers again, and counted 7 or 8. I then made a ton of fingers appear out of my hand. My hand looked super crazy! I shook my hand and all the extra fingers disappeared.

I then floated up through the roof of my car. There were 2 guys with me, they were behind me. We were flying around above my car. It was like we were flying through a city, there were buildings on either side of us. They were an orange-red color. I looked into the sky. It was a beautiful blue and spotted with clouds. All the clouds were shaped like different things, but I can't remember any specifics.

I examined my hand to try to keep the dream, but I lost it. I don't think I woke up, I think I went into a non-lucid dream, but I can't remember exactly.

Lucid

I became lucid in a rather dark area near a rail road. I had questioned my surroundings, and I found the train that was headed toward me was not even on a track. I did the finger through the hand reality check, and my finger would not go through my hand. After that, I ended up doing the nose pinch reality check, and it ended up working. Now lucid within the dream, I found that I was in a rather dark neighborhood with no light source. I simply reached into my pocket, and pulled out a rather large match and lit it on my arm. I remember feeling the heat of the match on my arm, and it felt very real. I kept repeating to myself that I was in a dream, and I continued doing reality checks every now and then.

Just after I lit the match, I heard a roar in the distance and the train was launching over some sort of concrete berm. I put my arms up in the air, and focused my attention on the train in mid flight, throwing it further in the direction that it was already headed. It seemed to have worked, and I lost complete sight of the train after I threw it. I was getting bored of being outside, so I decided to go into someones house within the neighborhood. As I walked inside, I was greeted by my cat, and a very fluffy red textured carpet. It was then that I remembered a teleportation technique that I had found on dream views. I put my hand into my pocket, and I went to pull out a seed. I was coming up with nothing but odd looking white shards, I was thinking too hard about the seed at that time. I figured that it was time for another reality check, so I pinched my nose, and put my finger through my hand with success this time. When my finger went through my hand, it gave me a very odd hot sensation right where my finger went through. I then looked over to my left, and seen some sort of kitchen through a door. I walked through the door, and started my way over to the kitchen.

As I got closer to the kitchen, it looked to me as if it was some sort of homeless refuge because of all of the things hanging around. My cat was walking beside me. Almost immediately after I noticed all of the things hanging, I seen a very old lady sitting in a chair with no eyes in her eye sockets. She had long flowing dirty brown hair, and lots of wrinkles. I tried my best not be scared, as I knew it was a dream, and I then shook her hand and proceeded to ask her if she knew where any seeds where. She was very nice, but she did not directly answer my question. She was speaking, and I really wasn't listening as I was searching for a seed in the kitchen. The door just to the right of her flung open, and another older lady, her friend walked through the door. I remember her saying "Oh who is thing young'n ye got me here?" almost as if they where going to try to do something to me.

I then found a rather large pot on the kitchen stove that was filled with sunflower seeds. I picked one up and I headed for the area just outside of the kitchen with the red carpet. I knelt down, and cupped the seed with my hands focusing on the street out front of my house while looking straight at my hands. The ground in the immediate area around my hands began to swirl, and become blurry. I kept focusing, and all of the sudden I heard a male voice that came from the door behind me that said "Trying to leave are you?" and it broke my focus and I turned around to meet the strange voice. Right as I turned around I just threw a punch and it landed right on his face, sending him out of a window nearby. At this point, I was going to attempt to use a portal technique that I had thought about the night before. I stuck my hands out in front of me, and attempted to rip a hole in the air. I kept thinking about the other side of the portal and my target destination, the ocean. I was going to attempt the basic task of the month. As I went to pull the portal apart, my cat jumped onto my bed and woke me up out of my dream.

Dream - Lucid

I was with someone, I can't quite remember who, but we were outside in the middle of this swarm of little white wispy things.

~

I was in my car with the guy who was apparently my boyfriend. I think he was Asian. I was sitting in the back seat, and my boyfriend was sitting in the driver's seat. I'm not sure where we were going.

A police officer came and sat in the passenger's side seat, and started asking us questions. It was about some safety thing or something, I'm not sure. I was nervous, though, because in the compartment in the arm rest in between the driver's and passenger's side seat, I had a bag with the end of a joint in it, and I also had my pipe in a box.

When the officer finished talking to us, he seemed satisfied. I thought we were home free. Then, he opened the arm rest compartment and started digging around. Fuck. I'm screwed. He dug through it, pulling out some trash and some odds and ends. When he got to the bag, before he had fully examined it, I leaned up and told him it was weed. I wasn't about to deny it and get in more trouble. He didn't say much of anything, but kept the bag with the joint. He kept digging around, but never pulled out my pipe. It was in there in its box, but he never got it out. He left the car with the joint. I was relieved that I didn't get in trouble.

Then, I remember seeing an old car with the engine exposed. The engine had caught on fire. The girl driving it didn't seem to notice. The flames got bigger and bigger as she drove away. I was worried her car would explode and she'd get killed.

I was then with my boyfriend in some room. I think we had just gotten some weed and were about to smoke. I remember holding my pipe. The room we were in was really interesting. There was a huge movie screen, and we were sitting on the other side of a railing. It was almost kind of outside and inside at the same time. I feel like it was really late at night. I remember we were sitting on some cushions or pillows, and there was a huge rack of pretty dressed next to us. I remember being flirty with my boyfriend, laughing and having a good time, but he seemed distracted. It was not a good sign. I could tell that he was having second thoughts about me, and it was only a matter of time before he broke it off.

There were also some cats there, 3 I believe. They were as fluffy as my cat, Belle, but they were a chocolatey, smoky color instead of white. I petted one of them as he came over to me. At that time, I also found out the girl in the flaming car was ok. Her car had exploded, but she had gotten out of the car before it happened.

I then saw Patsy from the show Absolutely Fabulous. She was standing by the rack of clothes and mocking me, telling me that she had planned for my boyfriend to not want to be with me. I was pissed.

I then remember going through the rack of dresses. Some of them fell off the hangers. I picked them up and put them back on the hangers one by one. Some of them were kind of wrinkled from falling onto the floor. I picked up a bright green silky dress. It was very pretty, but not really my style. I said something to my boyfriend about it. I don't think he said anything back. We sat there for awhile in silence as I let my mind wander until I woke up.

NORMAL DREAM - Please forgive the cap on almost every word, my computer did it and will take a long time to undo

I was in my Dads houses Bathroom Where I Brushed My Teeth with Toothpaste That I noticed Contains Sodium Fluoride Then the scene Changed To At my Mums house and It Was Dark and the Cats Were About and one was sitting on a cupboard. I had to help my sisters get Into the Attic. I Had to Let Light into the House without letting light Get outside by Putting Blankets Up. I Also Has To Pull a Bed Sheet around a certain entire house Then Take It Back to Our House, the bed sheet was huge and orange. Then One Time I Went Around The Wrong House And There Was Barbed Wire Over The Floor And This Child Came And Stood On The Wires And Complained About Something. I Took Him off The Floor, I also Took A Piece of Wire and Went to the Gym.

I Went Through The Double Doors And Talked To People I Met At Enrolment Day. We Walked Down By a River (which looked quite calm but not dry) and I Finally Decided to Discard It (the barbed wire). As It Will "Do More Harm Than Good". But I Did Not Want It To Ping Back So I Looped It Into A Fence And Told Nobody To Get It. Then We Were On A Rollercoaster By The River And I Kept Looking Into The River, there was grass growing in the river and around it. Then We Went up Big Hills (on the rollercoaster) Then arrived At a flat Platform Were We Played a rhythmic Clapping Game. To See If Clapping At The Same Time Would Do Something To The Track And Kart. We Then Went To This Other Rollercoaster Which Was Further Away But When We Went On It, Appeared To Be In The Same Place. But It Had No Bumps and At the End and Had A Different Game. The Rollercoaster Fell Off The Track Twice. Went Back And Forth.

We Then Got Given Cards like a thank you card at The End with Drawings Inside as gifts/certificates. One Got A Picture Of A Fat Man. Some Others Seemed Upset By Theirs. One Guy Got A Great Shaded Drawing And He Appeared To Have Others Just Like It But Two People Fishing As The First. We Were Then On Some Staircase Where The Rollercoaster Man Gave Me A Card After Me Just Talking About The Other Rollercoaster. He Thought I Was Complaining. The Card Was a Picture of a Person Crying and something along the Lines Of, “I Liked the Fairy Ride Better” written on the card. The quote was meant to be insulting. I Saw A Guy Crying And He Said To This Other Person He Got About 3 Stars, 7 A Stars And a U.

Then I Looked up and the Setting Changed Into my brothers Bedroom at my mother’s house, Two French teachers were in my brothers bed Marking English Coursework. When I Got My Report I Planned Not To Read It Until A Later Time. Then one of the teachers took something from the Bedpost Where It Said the Number38 in a Ball Type Font, She Then Said 38 As If It Was Significant.
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INTERPRETATION - (from the internet (Dreammoods) and might not be accurate )

Brushing teeth - "Your struggles and your aggressiveness. You need to look out for yourself and your own interest. Perhaps, you feel that your position is shaky."

Blanket + House - Adding security to self, or covering up true self.

Roller coaster - Ups and downs

Sleep. I am in my room, although it is not quite right - there is a random bookshelf in the back-left corner of my room. I am sitting on my bed, and a white cat walks out of my room, but not before leaving a puddle of urine on the floor. I tell Aaron to clean up after his cat, so he grabs a handkerchief and wipes it up. I wonder how many times the floor has had cats pee on it (only in this dream, because we installed those hardwood floors ourselves!).

There is another guy in the room, and I lend him (practically force him to borrow) one of my hardcover Robert Jordan books. I tell him the "rules" of borrowing from me: don't eat or drink near the book, and don't dog-ear the pages.

Then, the doorbell rings, so the guy and I rush downstairs. I try to peer through my door, but all I see at first is the guy's reflection. Then, I see that Mr. Sean is outside. I open up the door, and it is nighttime. Mr. Sean tells us to step outside - he wants to show us something. Even though I am in socks, I agree and step into the snow. We step around to the side of the house (Curry's side, not the hedge side) and Mr. Sean sets off some fireworks. One of them explodes into a heart with a hippy sign in it. Grandpa is there, filming the show, and I have to keep craning my neck around him to see what is going on. I briefly see the constellation Orion in the sky before Grandpa moves out of the way for me.

The guy and I reenter my house. On our way to the door, I look at the rocks at my feet and almost pick up a red/white/black quartz, but don't. Once inside my house, we see that it has now changed into a tackle shop. I go up to the counter and see a turquoise lizard. When I touch this lizard, flecks of turquoise paint get on my wrist. I realize that it is a scam to make you think the lizard is naturally this colour. I tell the guy at the counter that it has "shed" on me, but he and I both know that I know that it is a scam.

Because of this, a random granny swings at me with a butcher knife. I fight back with my feet and fists until she throws the knife at the guy and I. We duck and split up. I am going to hit the granny when she pulls out a tomato knife. In response, I pick up the butcher knife on the ground. After circling each other for a minute or so, I slash the granny's arm. Then, I stab her repeatedly in the stomach and the lower back. She doesn't resist, scream, or bleed. She seems to want to die. I compare stabbing her to carving a pumpkin because of how hard it is to get the knife into her back. Wake.

sorry for missing caps, etc.: too lazy, on my ithing, blah blah blah... you get it.

So this isn't gonna be very detailed cause it's been a while since I had this one so I don't remember much.

I was at a garbage dump type of place, a big lot surrounded by a short rusty fence and a mound of greenish brown trash in the middle. There were seagulls circling the top of the crap pile. There was a guy there in a dirty blue jumpsuit and a milkman hat who was shoveling trash from the mound and throwing it in another smaller mound. So basically his job was to shovel the trash around for no reason... lol poor guy. I went up to the big trash mound and started digging around (ew), and i found a brown paper bag. I opened it up and there were a bunch of kitties in it, and a cat (mom I think.) I grabbed the bag and showed it to the trash guy, asking if I could take them since I didn't think they should be thrown away like that. He told me I could only take one, somethinb about having to fill his "dead cat trash quota". I grabbed a gray one and gave the rest back to the trash man. For some reason I had to hide the kitty though, like it was illegal to have it or something? I don't know. But anyways, I put it in my purse and very carefully walked home.

Something happened happened on the walk but I don't remember...

I ran in my 'house' and locked the door. The place was actually like a really dark and scary dorm room. I think I had a roomate but I don't really remember. I dumped the cat out of my purse onto the table, but it was flat as a pancake and dead.

Dream - Lucid

Finally! Lucid again at last, even if it was brief...and very strange.

I was in the car driving around my neighborhood. I was talking on the phone to my friend Dakota about what we're going to do tonight. I could hear ukulele music in the background. He asked me if I could let him get back to entertaining his guests, and I said sure. I got off the phone with him.

I was then in my bed again. Oh, it was just a dream. I kept hearing what sounded like a local radio station that I listen to frequently. I thought maybe it wasn't a dream and that I had left the radio on in my car. Or maybe it was the radio in my room (haven't had a working radio in my room for years in waking life). This lasted for awhile as I laid in the bed with my eyes open. I thought my mom had come home at some point.

Then, I was in a bedroom with Dakota. I was leaving, because his friend was coming over. When they entered the bedroom door, I left, giggling because the person who entered was Shelton, a guy who Dakota thought was an asshole. I found it funny because Shelton had once cracked very bad taste gay jokes around Dakota, who is gay. And now, it looked like Shelton was gay too.

Then, I started to see colors and shapes swirling around in black space. I still was hearing that damn radio station. I then felt the familiar buzzing sensation. I knew I was about to enter a dream, so I concentrated the buzzing to my head. It came in a few short waves, and I felt myself tumbling.

The dream then formed around me. I was in my bed laying on my stomach. My head was way off the pillow. I got up and counted my fingers briefly. I went out into the hallway, and there were these weird, almost modern/futuristic-looking button things coming out of the walls at random places. I'm still hearing the radio station as I try to press the buttons in, some that were located next to my brother's room. The pressure I put on them kind of hurts my hands.

I then turn to my left and go towards the bonus room. I open the door, and the cushions on the couch in there are all in a neat pile on top of the couch. In the middle of the pile sat a black cat. I figured it was probably one of my family's cats, Boots. I go up and pet her head, saying hello to her. She looked up at me as I did this. She then looks out the window above the couch. The walls start to fill in around the window, until they got to her head. They slowly started to close around her head. I tried to get her out, but she was stuck. I turned around in horror and covered my eyes. I then turned back, and the cat's body was white and fluffy, like my cat, Belle. She somehow then pulled her head out of the tiny space.

I then awoke into the buzzing sensations again. I was still hearing the radio station. I concentrated hard on that. A familiar song was playing, I forget what it's called, but it's by The Band Perry (I think that's how it's spelled). I felt myself tumbling again, this time almost wildly. I opened my eyes and was in bed again. I got up and counted my fingers, counting six and then seven on my left hand. I could feel that I was going to wake up soon. I tried to turn the light on in my room by flipping the switch because it was so dim, but it failed. I looked to my left, and there was my full-length mirror. I looked at my reflection. I looked relatively normal. I could feel myself about to wake up, so I decided to try to enter it. I walked up to it and pushed my way through the mirror.

I then felt myself falling, the buzzing and tumbling sensations were back. I felt myself falling fast. For some reason, I thought to myself
"300 miles per hour is 30 miles per hour Earth time".
Weird.
I then saw these flashes of what looked like still frames from Family Guy flying by.
I then saw in what looked like heat vision. I saw the mirror above me, and my hands reaching up towards it as I fell through black space. Both the mirror and my hands were orange and blurred (hence why it looked like heat vision).
Then, I was laying on my floor, looking at my hand. It looked like time was going backwards very fast, and my hand got smaller and smaller, morphing and twisting, until it finally looked like a baby's hand.

I woke up and the radio station had stopped. It was super freakin bizarre, because for a lot of the first part of this experience, I legitimately thought I was awake, and was hearing my radio from somewhere.

It cut around a bunch but stayed within the same time frame of one day, and the same story line.

In the dream I was a man and it was the day of my wedding and started out going very well. The setting was never in a church or anything, it was just that me and everyone else knew it was my wedding day. I felt a sense of my life finally coming together, like for a moment everything was going to turn out fine.

It happened slowly, but everyone who was involved in my wedding began to turn on me.

Randomly I was in a futuristic jet plane with someone I didn't know. She began to tell me how I did not care about her and how she was disappointed. She let her hair down and I was surprised to see it was one of my best friends (in the dream, I also think she was my best man). She begins to talk to me about how she wanted to go into the military but she could not pass and psychological exam.

She begins to drift into la la land and I am extremely frightened for I have never seen her in such a state of anxiety. She tells me basically that she loves me and how could I not see that she was the choice. I explain to her that she is my best friend and that it was something I didn't want to loose. She began loosing her mind, and I hit her to bring her back to reality.

We ended up falling out of the plane and onto the inside ledge of a broken sign. We are suddenly in different clothes. I am wearing an open white collar shirt with pants, and she a pink night gown. I try to keep us from falling off but she is determined to get me to fall. I finally do and I hear myself hit the ground, but am ok. I end up being blamed for the whole ordeal since the only story people heard was that I hit her and tried to throw her off a building.

Some kind of dream skip. I walk up to this crowd of men and ask "best man?" to one of them. I am not sure what I thought would come out of it. The man replied "You want me to be your best man?" He continued talking about he would be honored and then switched emotions and said something I don't remember. His son walks up to me and explains that his dad has Alzheimer's and to please leave. I do.

I am on some sort of film set. I am sad about others that are now not going to my wedding. People want me to cancel, but I insist to go on for the friends I have left, although I know that most people had bailed on my wedding and hate me now.

There was a shotgun mic tangled in a xlr cable and it swung hitting my cat in the face. I began to yell to leave my cat alone, but they would not. I grab their DVD spindle in anger and pull the top two DVDs off. It turns into a cat, and I begin to suffocate it. (It was like the cat was on the DVDs but was still real). The people there begin to watch and assure others around them that I will stop before 100sec are up (apparently that is how long it will take for the cat to die). But they all stand around watching and laughing, ready to run off and tell the police after it is over.

I am disgusted that no one was trying to stop me. They did not care for the cat at all, just what the repercussions of that would do to me. They were using me and the cat just to hurt me, and I could never do anything to hurt them back because their is nothing that they care about enough to hurt them. They had cared nothing for me from the very beginning but I was to stupid and exited to realize that they were liars.

By the time I escaped my thoughts and intense feelings of sadness and anger, I had killed the cat. I drop it in shock, having somehow not realized that I was still killing it. (I was aware to an extent, but was distracted by my thoughts to the point where I convinced myself it wasn't really happening) I quickly dropped him gasping, and as he hit the ground transformed back into two DVDs.

I turned and fell into a bed shaking and hyperventilating. I was so ashamed that I would kill a cat that I could not get control of myself. They people left laughing that I had done it, so they could get me arrested, but I did not care about them. The cat had done nothing to me, but I took my anger out on it anyway. I could not handle that I actually did it, and I woke up and the same position I ended up lying in.

Dream - Lucid

I was in a room with some other people. I think Austin was there. I remember hearing something on a radio about a car accident, a really bad one about a lady losing her arm. The radio was live, playing what the police and paramedics were saying. I remember hearing them saying
"Pick it up!"
They were talking about her arm.

While listening to this, I was watching my cat, Belle. There was an open hole in the middle of the room that resembled our tornado shelter in waking life, except for it was a bottomless pit. It did have a cover like our shelter, however, but the cover wasn't on it. Belle was playing around the hole. I watched her try to jump, lose her footing, then fall down the hole. I started crying.
"Belle! She's gone forever!"
I was very upset. I then turned back to the hole, and Belle was sitting beside it. I guess she didn't fall down the hole after all. She then did the same thing again, jumping around the hole then falling down, me crying, and her reappearing. I then slid the cover over the pit.

I then remember seeing the lady who had been in the accident. They had sewed her arm back on. She had a band wrapped around the crook of her arm where it had previously been severed. Her arms looked toned and muscular.

23.05.2011

Cat takes a run (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in a big home. It was a loft in the top of a building. I had huge doors that brought you to the street (even if I was in the top of a building)

Suddenly, one of my carts ran away. I ran behind her, and for every time I called her, she would go further. Suddenly, I found myself on the streets chasing my cat.

My cat suddenly entered a restaurant and jumped into a table. Somebody grabbed her and gave it to me.

I got back home and found some friend on my way who came with me. While we were watching TV, my friend told me, "A guy purchased a Scooter in the Groupon site... guess for how much" I replied, "$700!!" He said, "$500!" I was super surprised.

In the morning, I told my wife this dream. She checked groupon and they announced they had their very first bike. A Original Scotter for $2600 (instead of $3400)

IWL, I have been looking for house. In doing so, I always take an interest in the garden. Sometimes you can snag a cutting or some seeds.

Last night I had more vivid dreams for the third night in a row, but I've been tired, so my recollection is week.

I dreamed I was looking at some houses, but not to buy. One was my brother's, though it was a made up home just for my dream.
There were some others I was looking at as well, but they belonged to people; they weren't up for sale.

I was looking at my brother's house a little jealous, turned around, then tried to walk around a little pond or lake and slipped in on my back.
I was really disturbed by this. It hurt my feelings to fall in. I got out and never really felt wet, but I forgot what happened when I got out.

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There was a cat either in the same dream, or in a dream skip. I forget everything else about that dream.

I've been working 11 hour days plus home work, otherwise I would log my dreams earlier.

18.05.2011

Astral Projection to Lucid Dream to non Lucid Dream (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID ASTRAL

I decided to AP.

I reached the vibrations so I focused on increasing them. Soon I felt my Astral Body lifting away from my physical body. I could assure I was in no lucid dream. As soon as I was out of my body, I did a RC. The RC did not fail like in a regular dream. I was able to read several times the same text, I was able to stare at things without waking up, but I could feel my body and move at though command, not with physical effort like in Lucid Dream. I decided go visit a DV's user. I commanded to be at his location, but suddenly, I lost consciousness for a split second.

I found myself in a different room and felt like I was no projecting any more. I figured I was dreaming. I took a small flight to make my dream stable and went to some sort of school.

I was out on the street and met with some female DC that wanted to have sex with me. We went to her home and sat at the sofa. Her family was pretty big. At some point I lost lucidity.

There were some thieves that wanted to break in, but I sneaked into their van and found a lot of things. One box was moving and the sound of a cat could be heard. I pulled a gray cat who started to purr. The cat told me with telepathy that he was the smallest cat in the world.