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Dream - Lucid


I was with my husband at what was supposed to be the house he grew up in. The house was small with wooden floors. His family was there; we were visiting them for the holidays.

I was in his room with him, and I saw this HUGE black and white spider sitting on the air vent on the floor. So unsettling...I hate spiders so much. I don't think I said anything about it to my husband, but I was super freaked.

Then, there was this other giant spider, but this one was red and black. It was chasing my foot wherever I moved it. I was panicking. It opened its mouth and hissed at me. I somehow deduced that this spider was poisonous because of this. I moved further away from it. There was another giant spider there at this point as well.

I then was laying in my husband's childhood bed with him. It was nighttime, and quite dark in the room. I was laying there with my eyes opened because I couldn't sleep due to the damn spiders. I made up my mind that I couldn't be laying in that bed with all the spiders lurking about. I told him that.

There was more to this dream, but I cannot remember.

~

I was going to spend the holidays with mine and my husband's family, though not all at the same time. We would be with my family one day, like on Christmas Eve, and his on Christmas Day. I remember being in the kitchen at the house I grew up in and reading a text or a note on paper about this. It was from my mother-in-law.

Then, my friend Cherie' said her dad (never met him IWL) said my husband better see him for the holidays. I was concerned that he wouldn't make it to my family's in time if he did that.

The next thing I remember is being in our apartment. We were in the living room, and Cherie's dad, who, in my dream, was a short, fat man, maybe Cherie', and my friend Ashley's brother's wife came in. Ashley's brother may have been there as well.

Some of them sat down on our couch. Cherie's dad and Cherie' started to play fight. One had been on the couch, and the other on the floor.

Then, I was designing some tube-like roller-coaster ride with Courtney S. It was indoors, and would take you in a flume in the water through this small opening. It looked as if adults could not ride because the opening was so short. Then, you would ride in this rainbow tube really fast; you would ride what you designed. It was kind of like CyberSpace Mountain at Disney Quest in Downtown Disney.

I designed one for Courtney and I to ride. I remember putting in lots of drops and sharp turns and a couple of loops at the end. We went to go ride it. We were sitting in the flume, and Courtney was sitting in front of me. She was wearing a white shirt. I was surprised she fit through the short opening, because she is very tall. Before we could enter the tube, I fell out of the flume into the water. I somehow got back in, but I'm not sure how. The ride was very fun and wild, though I think I only got to ride the last part of it since I had fallen out before.

Then, Courtney designed a ride. For some reason, I couldn't be there. I'm not sure where I was, but I saw this flash of a long poem. Courtney had written it. It was about how much she loved me (not in a romantic way, but in an unconditional way). Though I didn't get a chance to really read the words, I intuitively knew that that's what it was. Cherie' then told me that the ride Courtney had designed was an expression of her love for me. I knew inside that she was not upset that I wasn't there for the ride. She understood.

~

I don't remember where I was, but it was very realistic. Something seemed weird, though I can't remember what it was exactly, so I did a finger count RC. I looked down at my left hand, and could immediately tell I had too many fingers. I counted just to make sure, and got six.

Holy crap! I'm dreaming! I honestly didn't expect the RC to work; I thought it was real life!

I remembered my goals quite clearly, and really wanted to try to dream share again, but I did not feel that I was in a deep enough sleep to do it (will explain more about this at the end). Instead, I approached some DCs and asked them some questions, and of course, had to tell them that we were in a lucid dream.

Then, something about my wedding photographer, Rachel. She was coaching me with something, though she wasn't supposed to be. I can't remember what it was though! I was in a room with her.

I woke up and went back to sleep.

I was still lucid, and Rachel had gotten moved to another location. I found her. More coaching. I remember flying or floating at some point. I thought about it too hard at first and it failed, then remembered I could just think about it and it would be so. And so I just thought about it without focusing too hard, and I floated up.

Woke up, went back to sleep. I would say I was semi-lucid for the rest of the dream.

They had again moved Rachel, but this time, I had to get caught with her the first time I went in. It was very video game-esque. I had to go into this temple, or pyramid. It reminded me of Ancient Egypt. There was water flowing in the opening I entered, and light was then coming through a small opening where the water was falling into the pyramid. I knew that was where Rachel was, but she was with someone else, someone who did not want me there. I do not even think that this someone was human. What I had to do was go through the opening, get caught and thrown out, and then have to find a new way in because the original way would get blocked off. The lights would also be out; I would have to do it in darkness.

I then was having to load up these dirty dishes onto this conveyor belt that took them up into an incinerator. I'm pretty sure I was naked? Anyway, I would have to run up some stairs to grab all the dishes that were empty or unused, and take them off the belt and put them somewhere else to be recycled. I was explaining this process to someone. I then loaded the dishes on the belt, checking first to see if they were empty so I could remember which ones were and weren't when I got up the stairs. I loaded a bunch, then raced up the stairs. The belt was moving too fast for me to save every dish, and I could not focus on seeing which ones were dirty and which ones weren't. I pushed a button to bring the last dish put into the incinerator back out. I put that one aside for recycling.

Then, when I woke up again, I stayed awake. I felt rested, so did not try to push any more sleep; when I do this, I wake up with a headache, especially after lucidity.

~

Coming back to what I mentioned earlier about dream sharing and deep sleep: I have found that when I wake up in the morning after a pretty decent amount of sleep during the night, I am more likely to become lucid from being awake for a little while; it stimulates my brain, and I am able to become lucid much more easily. However, there is a catch: I cannot hold the dream for as long as I would be able to if the dream occurred during the sleep I get at night when I am the most exhausted. When I become lucid during the night, I have much longer lucids and can perform more tasks, such as dream sharing, for example, though I have only dream shared a handful of times. At any rate, the dream quality is better, and I am less likely to wake prematurely. When I attempt things like this during the morning after I have already gotten plenty of sleep, it fails or I wake up. Usually both. So I decided not to attempt it this morning, because I knew I would wake up, and, of course, my morning lucidity was peppered with awakenings. It happens a lot for me in the mornings, but, like I said, this does not usually occur during the night, though I am less likely to become lucid during my nighttime dreams. I am hoping that I can find a way to improve this. I may try the WBTB method during the night, but when I wake up during the night, many times I have difficulty going back to sleep. If anyone has any advice, let me know.

I walk through a door and come out in my IRL yard, thinking about how to get out of this situation (what that situation was, I no longer remember), when I remember this is a dream. I start flying, which I think of as a useful way of escaping that situation - my first instinct is to continue the dream storyline. Then I realize that since this is a dream, there's no reason for me to continue to deal with that situation at all. I'm looking up at a gibbous moon (it's in a different phase IRL. Also it was night in the dream; and there was no snow on the ground, though the trees were bare; and there was a bush that IRL was cut down years ago). Looking at that moon, I immediately (and accurately) remember two lucid goals that have to do with the moon, and I decide to fly up there. However, I get distracted thinking about those two different goals - the second one doesn't necessarily have to be done on the moon, and I wonder if trying to focus on both at once could throw me off.

Slight memory gap. While flying, I've somehow wound up getting entangled with some Christmas lights my IRL neighbor put up near the power lines - red, white and blue ones - and I've managed to damage the string of white lights. Although I'm still aware I'm dreaming and still intend to fly to the moon, I've lost some lucidity - I think I have to fix these lights first.

But after accomplishing that, I find something else that distracts me - a Bowie album called 'evil on sale' - and lose lucidity entirely.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

There's a child who's the young, orphaned, lord of an estate. He's been asleep or unconscious for some days after some incident that put him in danger, and now that he's woken up he's found that his servants - one in particular, who's also a magician or something similar - have changed things about the house while he was unconscious. This house used to be full of secret, magical things - taking care of them was part of the duty of the lord of this particular estate - and now they've all been removed, for his own protection. The lord doesn't like this at all. He's run down to the cellars, where a locked door used to open onto a place where they kept a pair of unicorns, which are no longer there - that magician servant is here in the hall outside that locked door, up on a step ladder, dusting a lamp. The lord's talking to a young, blonde servant girl who'd been the one to inform him about the changes in the first place, he's desperately hoping that she'll tell him the unicorns are just outside in the fields, but he knows that won't be the case - they're gone.

I'm at my mother's house, and she's putting 9 red beans in the snow behind the house. I ask her why, and she's astonished that I don't know. "Beans for Martin," she says. It's a reference to Redwall, which isn't just a story but a legend, or a fairy tale, something with customs attached - specifically in this case, leaving out nine red beans. "Ever since I was a little girl, they've always had nine at Christmas."

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Fragment to do with immortals whose modern clothing preferences tend to gravitate towards those most similar to the eras they grew up in; and later, getting a blood snack from my boyfriend's fridge, talking about indulgence and temptation.

My IRL neighbor momentarily mistook me for a ghost he was looking for. I'm out looking for my IRL cat, to bring her inside, but I see two identical cats and am not sure which is her. (Noteworthy: doppelgangers are a common nightmare theme for me, and this time it's not a nightmare.) I catch them both, and as I'm holding them and explaining the dilemma to my neighbor, I become sure that my cat's the one on the right. Even though they're identical there's a different 'feel.' I'm pleased I was able to recognize the difference. But my neighbor insists that my cat is actually the one on the left; even after I discover some difference between them, he continues to insist on the wrong choice.

Belle and Rumpelstiltskin are having an argument. He's looking very small and confused; he'd been wearing a coat covered in sharp quills like a porcupine's, and while normally he likes it, right now he doesn't have the show-off body language needed for it; he's managed to stick himself with it, twice. She's saying that he's mistaken about why she's unhappy, and that for all the nice things at the castle, she'd opt for a plain thatched house with ordinary things, with someone who does ordinary things, "something that matters." She means blacksmiths or farmers and similar - someone who's part of the community. Rumpelstiltskin's annoyed by this. "Well, you got me."

Fragments: IRL sister S. and her friend P. help me with car trouble; and I tell someone to find me based on the imagery in a dream I made for them.

I thought I posted this already in my DJ but I don't see it... From Christmas Morning!

12/25/13 quick excerpt: I was driving down the street and I saw my friend M from A outside his garage. I stop to say hi and he is telling me about something he invited me to recently. I look around I notice there are a lot of people there and it is a party. I don't think much of this at first but then I see my aunt L and D and at first I think he must've met them before but wait a minute what are they doing here they are hundreds of miles away I am dreaming! Almost immediately I think of my goal, the next task for the competition, mass telekinesis and I teleport out of there thinking about a cityscape. I am fairly sure I closed my eyes Boss style. Either way I went from a day time scene in a town a good ways away from the city over to a moonlight scene and some version of a city. There were only two large skyscrapers at first and a green patch of grass in between & in front of them. It all seems a little fuzzy or cloudy so I get down on my hands and knees and feel the grass to stabilize it feels so nice and cool that I almost was tempted to lay n roll around in it but no I got back up and proceeded with my task I used to telekinesis to pick up one skyscraper and throw it into the other. Awesome!!! I fly over to another group of buildings and I see quite a few more I threw a couple of them together with telekinesis. I stop and think about my next goal, Scionox would like it and it was starting to work but then I started fading back to bed. Felt I could definitely re-enter a dream but I feel my wife next to me and switch priorities which turned out nice. Also had to get going with Christmas activities.

Just had an WILD OBE, it’s 3:29 AM. I woke up in the middle of the night without an alarm, I was really hot and was trying to get comfortable. I found myself laying on my back and I accidentally exposed my left leg and knee to the air. Normally I would have pulled it in, got comfortable, and went back to sleep but I kinda liked the cool air and I thought I could simply try to OBE right there. Why not.

So I left my leg out, stayed still on my back. It came easily this time, I fell back “asleep” quickly and I noticed the vibrations come on. I initially tried to exit and I was starring up and out at my door and sort of felt the fear of a night terror! But it was mostly a panicky and hurried feeling of trying to separate. But then I told myself to just gently be still and live with it.

I felt the buzzing vibrations shoot all through my body this time. It was kind of cool. I remember hearing someone say they loved the feeling and I kinda did too. As I sat there with the vibrations, I attempted to separate a couple times, nothing really worked. But suddenly one did, I felt like I sat up and did kind of a hop out of bed. I was “standing” beside my bed this time.

I decided to run out into the hall way, I felt hurried in this state because I didn’t want to faze back to the physical. I started running down the hallway and stopped. I forgot, I wanted to look in the mirror again!

I turned and went to go into the bathroom and someone was in there already, crap. Oh it was just our old intern Nate standing in front of the mirror. I decided it was ok so I popped my head in really fast and looked into the mirror myself.

It was weird, I saw me and Nate in the mirror, but I had a ski mask on! And behind it where my eyes and mouth were I was invisible! It was odd because I was in such a hurried state that I was going really fast and I was kind of yelling all scary like in the mirror. It was freaking Nate out!

It occurred to me to try to get a picture. So I hurried and got my iPhone out and tried to snap a photo of me and Nate. It was cool I thought for sure this would make me phase back to physical. But it didn’t. I stayed lucid. I took a few shots with my iPhone and I took off my ski mask and my face seemed more normal. Kind of melty though.

I took a few more pics of us this time without the ski mask. Then I realized it occurred to me that it was no longer Nate I was with, it was Kim! She and I were having fun trying to take pics together. First I tried to take the pic selfie style in the mirror, then I tried holding the camera out. I couldn’t really get that great of a pic, it was dark.

I thought the pics would somehow exist after the OBE, but they didn’t. I checked.

Anyway, after we took pics, Kim and I went into the living room and it was all decorated crazily. There were thing white sheets up in the doorways, streamers, and decorations everywhere for Christmas. And presents everywhere! Except they were in the kitchen!

It occurred to me that Kim was up all night decorating for Christmas and this was Christmas morning. Sweet. There were even some presents scattered around the house. I was impressed!

I can’t remember much after that, I think I started getting fuzzy and then thought it was ok to come back to physical. So I did.

An advertisement for a Christmas event called the Forest of Lights; Christmas shopping in a small store that has cookies out on display, someone exclaims over them, saying that they're just like the ones his grandmother used to make, which he hasn't been able to find since she died, not knowing what they were called.

A grandmother talking to a baby which is also herself: "You're going to be just fine." She's a woman who grew up in the present era, then somehow mentally time-traveled to the past and became trapped there, and wound up living out the life of her own grandmother. She's at a family gathering now and talking about a business she owns, when she has to sit down abruptly, and then holds out her hands and comments on how they're shaking. She's sure this is the moment when she dies. She's very calm about this, to the point that the people around her think she must be joking. There's a narrator then, saying something about how a part of her always expected that when she died, she would simply wake up back in her real body in the present. But she doesn't. It was a mind-soul transfer, the narrator says. When she died, she died. That was it.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm looking at a grave marker in Erana's garden, and examining the spell on it; and then admiring the spell over the rest of the garden that makes it a sanctuary, and noting how even the water of the two rivers which flow around it are affected by the spell when they come into contact with it. Looking at all that running water, I'm having doubts about whether this will be the best place for Olivia to stay over the next few days, even though we're on her native soil, and even though it's otherwise ideal. The river running under the bridge at the entrance to the garden is just a trickle at the moment, but there's an image in my mind of that river growing wider, turning the garden into an island. I start to walk into the woods, and I pass Rogerian coming the other way with an animal he's caught for the two of them to eat. Olivia wakes up and says something about the meal, sounding delighted.

I can only remember some things about this dream. It was about me, my Mom, my Dad, My sister, My niece, My nephew and my sister which had another baby which she does not have in real life. It was Christmas time and we had to do a challenge which lasted the whole month of December. We had to not celebrate Christmas and not talk about it! I did not want to do it but we had to do it for the TV. There was a HUGE Christmas tree and our TV was HUGE! I think we was tiny in this dream. I cant remember what happened after that but once we had done the challenge we was watching other people doing the challenge from a skyscraper. They were decorating this huge Christmas tree which we had to do before we done the challenge too. I was scared because we was sitting on the edge of a skyscraper and we could fall at any time. My Mom who is afraid of heights actually enjoyed it which is really weird because that she has a phobia of heights! My sister put the baby on the edge of the skyscraper too which is really silly. I almost fell and slipped once and that scared me even more. I fell off the skyscraper and was holding on and trying to climb up but I couldn't. Eventually my Mom and my sister helped pull me up. I was really scared and then I woke up. This was a really weird dream.

Original entry dated May 10, 2002:

I dreamt I was paddling a rowboat through a sea of kittens.

Original journal entry dated May 19th, 2002:

I had a dream that I was a skater-type person, in a forest with REALLY huge trees, and there was one tree that had an incredible long ramp up into its boughs... the ramp was extremely steep, to the point that one could not walk up it.

I was skating around on the ground, and then these gangster type people drove up in a low-rider and started to threaten me because it was very dark and I was alone... in this one, though, I was male, looked blonde and surfer-dude-ish, and VERY 80s in a bad teenie flick sort of way. So I got scared and pulled a rolled-up rainbow out of my pocket (it was a very narrow rainbow, maybe a foot across) and threw it toward the ramp. It unrolled and created a glowy rainbowy escalator thing, and I jumped on it and started riding up the ramp into the tree. I was holding little metal bars in my hand that made ringing noises, and the pitch of the ringing changed as I got higher, so I would know how safe it was. But I had to hold them very straight and level and parallel, or else they wouldn't ring correctly. It was very dark and humid and exotic up in the treetop, and the sky was a pretty color of deep blue, lapis blue. The foliage was all dewy, and there was a tribal type of llady up in the treetops, and she made sure that I got up and down correctly. So I rode up and down the rainbow...

Somehow, my ex-boyfriend was in on the whole "rainbow" thing and had been watching... so after all was said and done, I wound up hanging out with him at night, God only knows why, and it was around Christmas. He and his mom were looking at various miniature Christmas trees and trying to decide which one to put in the kitchen (which is even more unusual because they're Jewish), they all looked pretty beaten up, one of them spun around and lit up, but they couldn't agree and were arguing with each other, then his mother asked me what my opinion was and I just shrugged and tentatively suggested the spinny one. I thought his mother was being unusually nice to me, considering, but didn't overly dwell on it. For a split second I turn around and he is several inches taller than me, I'm astonished and do a double-take and he's back to his regular (diminutive) height.

He seemed to know more about my life than he should, as usual criticizes me on a number of points and is somewhat caustic. I take it too hard because, well, I always take things too personally. Turns out Joe's been rooming with a female friend of his, I felt a tinge of jealousy but it turns out that they're just roomies in a conversation I have with him, we talk about "old times", then the conversation and dream cut off indefinitely.

Then it changes to a movie set. My friends and I, as our Independent Study Project, are making a movie, but our budget sucks because it doesn't exist, and somehow the rainbow is still here. So we all wind up riding around on it and it tends to defy the laws of physics, and somehow we get stuck in an alternate dimension, where we turn into different sorts of RPG characters, and all still VERY 80s, and one of our characters is a prissy bitch but she's the mage so we've got to put up with her. Even though she sucks at being a mage. But she winds up being REALLY badass later on. Then, I'm swimming down the river because we lost track of the rainbow, and get attacked by these little pygmy people who are shooting arrows - ineffectively - at me. So I laugh at them until the tribal African lady, who has somehow become my guide, informs me that the poison on the arrows was so potent that had one just barely nicked my skin I would have died instantly. So then I got all upset and scared and nauseous...

Anyway, it ended with us successfully completing the ISP with the footage from our adventure, everybody thought that a "documentary" approach to fantasy was really neat-o. We held a screening of it in a tiny theatre-type room that doesn't exist at New College - but in the dream, we went to a big university, not New College - and the professor who evaluated it was very old and sort of doddering.

(This is from September 23rd, yesterday.)

There was some kind of gathering for a Christmas pageant. It was in the middle of the desert and surrounded by a chain link fence, so I climbed the fence and jumped over to join in the Christmas festivities. There was a stage with a bunch of people practicing a nativity play, and they were singing Christmas carols. I wanted to be in the play to play one of the angels, but then I heard the director say that the play would involve a daily commitment, and I knew I couldn't come every day since I technically didn't even belong here. I walked among the crowd of people around the stage, the actors singing "Hark the Herald Angels Sing" and I sung along with them as did most of the crowd. After a while I remembered that I had a huge collection of reindeer hats and I wondered if I could sell them there, so I put one on my head. But as I was adjusting it, someone on a megaphone said they were going to have a contest where you had to tackle the guy in the antlers to win a prize. I immediately took off my reindeer hat because I didn't want to be mistaken for the guy they were supposed to tackle. A person came up to me and said they were having problems finding parking spaces for all the cars coming to the pageant, and he asked if I could help out by putting down markers showing each parking spot. I climbed back over the fence and started putting down markers, and every time I put down a marker, a car would appear out of nowhere and park there immediately.

I was in this camp, it was sort of like a colony, there were booths set up all along the bare dirt ground and festive-looking gypsy caravans around. All the people in the colony were seamstresses and tailor, and they all had different "animal attributes". Like there were people who were cat-people, who had cat ears and a tail and claws, and there were rabbit-people who had the fluffy bunny tail and bunny ears, etc. I was a cat-person and a novice seamstress. There was a celebration going on, and we pulled out a giant dragon pinata the size of a car, and everyone hit it with sticks until it exploded. But instead of candy, little miniature versions of clothes spilled out. They were like doll clothes, but we used mini clothes as sort of patterns to make actual clothes, so they were very valuable. Everyone got down and collected some loot, I remember picking up a mini plaid shirt and a weird pair of pants that had one leg a long jeans leg, and one leg a short-shorts leg. I thought it was very odd so I showed it to people saying "Look at these weird pants I found!" but none of them seemed interested. As I was scouring the ground, I saw a piece of paper that had about ten pairs of mini-pants glued to it, and I knew that wasn't part of the loot, it was a part of someone's portfolio. So I picked it up and I went over to a friend of mine, who was a rabbit-person with shoulder-length dark hair and glasses, and asked her if she knew who it belonged to. She took it and looked at it, and said it belonged to another person whose name was Kat, and was a cat-person like me who had grey cat ears and grey hair, and looked very anorexic. She gave me the paper back and I took it over to Kat. However, when I gave it to her, we both noticed it wasn't the same pants I'd found on the ground, it was a paper with a couple dresses on it! We realized my rabbit-friend had stolen her pants designs and switched them with some old dress designs. Kat was super pissed off but didn't want to confront her, so she stormed over to my friend's caravan tent, which was bigger than everyone else's and looked more like a two story house. She said she was going to climb up the side and through the window to see if her designs were in there, proving my friend stole them. I didn't want any fights to break out, so I whined and begged her not to break into the tent and said we could all work this out civilly. Kat would not listen and climbed up the side. I ran over to my rabbit-friend and told her Kat was going into her home to find the designs, but she didn't seem to care. I urgently told her she could easily run into her home from the front and beat Kat into the house, but she seemed to want Kat to find the designs. I think they had some kind of beef with each other and were just looking for a reason to fight.

A dream involving Bill Nye but I can't remember what it was about. I think he was yelling at me about something.

Yosemite Sam said he could stop my seizures by operating on my brain, and for some reason I thought that was a great idea so I got onto the operating table. He gave me anesthesia but not enough to knock me out completely, so I was still conscious and talking while he cut my head open I just couldn't feel anything. I heard the sounds of drilling and the vibrations, and then I saw him pull out a piece of my brain, it was like a little sphere of brain matter and reminded me of the Brain Surgeon from Dexter. He even put it in a little jar just like it. But I was really happy thinking I would never have seizures again, and then he sewed my skullcap back on and told me not to move my head around too quickly or the stitches would fall out.

December 2012 TOTM
Advanced Task ii - COMPLETED!



Method: V-WILD

I was standing in the middle of an icy, frozen tundra. Nobody was around me. I could fill the chill of the air all over my body. The sky was a vivid gray. It was glowing and seemed to light everything around me. This scene was so vivid, I almost forgot I was dreaming. I stood there staring at everything in awe for a good minute before I remembered what I wanted to do. The Task of the Month. Find the Ghosts of Christmases Past, Present and Future and experience what they have to show you.

"Show me the ghost of Christmas's Past." I said.

Fog shot across the tundra, rolling rapidly toward my feet. A woman appeared next to me. She had a long, white dress that flowed into the breeze. Her eyes were a stunning violet.



"Are you the Ghost of Christmas Past?"
"No. I am simply here to summon him."

She pulls this HUGE black cauldron out of her small pocket and climbs inside. I hear a sizzling sound coming from it and I looked inside. She pulls me in and I am suddenly standing inside of my old house in California. There is a big Christmas tree in the middle of the room. My parents are standing off to one side, my brother + sister on another, and baby me is in the middle. I look happier than the happiest person on Earth. I don't look entirely the same like I did back then, my face is a little deformed. The lady seems to be gone and next to me is this green ball of energy. I assumed that this was the Ghost of Christmas Past.

The current gift baby-me is opening is glowing. The top explodes and out of nowhere comes my old friends from California.

"HAPPY 6TH BIRTHDAY!"

The tree is gone but the presents remain. Baby-me is way more distorted now. If I remember correctly, I had three legs. My parents look up and glare at the current me. They mumbled words that I could not understand. Baby-me was acting possessed and the whole dream was turning into a crazy nightmare. I ripped a hole in the air and teleported myself back to the tundra.

The lady was staring at me. She did not say a word. Two dots appeared on her forehead. She told me to touch them. Her skin was ice cold. I was standing in my best friend's house. She was crying and her mom was yelling at her telling her how ugly she was. Her mom was obviously drunk and was forcing her own insecurities on my best friend. This time a blue ball of energy was next to me. It told me that I had the power to change what was going on. I told my best friend I would take her to her dream cruise in the Bahama's. I touched her arm and we teleported on this cruise ship. In front of us was a big pool and waterslide. Everyone looked like they were having a great time. My best friend looked much happier now.

The blue ball of energy shaped itself into a chair. It mentally told me to sit on it. I did and I was blasted into the water. In front of me was a door. When I entered it I found myself in a dark room stacked with boxes. Each box was marked 'choice'. I opened one and There was a stack of candy canes in it. In another, watermelons. They were all different types of food but didn't seem to have any real significance.

I found ice skates laying off to the side and swam back to the cruise ship. I was at the very top of the ship and made the whole ocean freeze. I summoned a box of ice skates and told everyone there would be an ice skating contest. I probably jumped 100 feet off the ship onto the ice and started ice skating. XD. I noticed one person was literally using two other people as ice skates. The Ghost of the Present was ice skating. After a few minutes of this I teleported myself back to the tundra.

A helicopter was waiting for me. Inside was a red ball of energy with a glowing yellow center. We took off and the pilot handed me a backback with a string coming out the side. He told me it was a parachute. We were skydiving! I looked over the edge. We were right above New York City. The helicopter was about as tall as the Empire State Building. I jumped out and felt like a leaf blowing through the wind. It wasn't a fast fall but a slow and gentle one. I landed on the roof of a hospital.

Someone who looked pretty similar to me was standing in front of me. He told me to follow him. He led me to an Operating Room and I watched him do an open heart surgery on a baby boy. The heart looked extremely realistic. This was my dream job. After what seemed like 5 or 10 minutes the red ball of energy nudged me and I was taken back to the tundra.

The lady looked at me and touched my face. I was on the moon, I think. My grave was in front of me. There were no words on it I could understand. They were all blurry. Out of nowhere I was thrown to the ground and as I looked up the lady was driving full speed at me with a go kart. What the hell?



I got in it with her and I started driving. She was earthbending the moon and made a big ramp for me to dive off of. I could see Saturn in the distance and jumped from the moon to it. The kart started to fall REALLY fast and everything got super blurry until I woke up.

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12/01/2012

1st Dream
It is christmas at my grandparents house. Things are going pretty normal. I am lucid but not making anything really crazy happen because I am having a good time. I haven't got to spend Christmas with my whole huge family in a long time so it was fun to do. We are in my grandparents basement playing games. My cousin shows up late and wants to spread some christmas cheer. I'm down for that so we all go out caroling in the neighborhood although the only song we sing is Jingle Bell Rock. We do this for a while then head back to the house. It is snowing as we get back. My cousin says he wants to spread more Christmas cheer and I ask him how he wants to do that. He shows me sculptures of the heads of our family members who have died in the past 10 year. He wants to presenent them to the whole family. I luckily persuade him this is a terrible idea and we just rejoin the party.

Later on everyone at the party starts giving me shit for no reason. I have lost lucidity at this point. I get really pissed at everyone because if this. For some reason now my buddy Kyle is there and he has a stolen weed plant he says he got from the neighbors yard. My mom does not approve. Everyone lines up to take a christmas picture and for some reason we decide the best way would be for everyone to do headstands. There were almost 40 of us there. I wish I had that picture for real.

10-17-2012 -- [AAUUGGHH!! Bought some apple juice but forgot to drink before bed. Woke this morning with an interesting seeming dream, but couldn't remember more than half of it. Finally drank apple juice, then spent four hours trying to get back to sleep only to manage about one more hour, and a rather lousy dream during it! ]

I'm pretty sure this started with a bit where I was at home at the Hickory house with my family, everything decorated for Christmas. Especially remember lots of silver wrapping and/or decorations. But that's all I can remember.

Led somehow to something about the Hornet Newspaper and perhaps the college, but no details available. Soon I found myself traveling with Dale to Disney World or something. I think we were in the park, but there's nothing there. No details. Soon we are outside, and are going to drive somewhere. Dale has this weird rig set up which is something like a pick-up pulling a camper, pulling a boat, and the camper is sort of flipping down to seal Kevin inside for the drive.

I think there is something that kind of resembles Knott's Jungle Island, except it quickly turns to some sort of Polynesian themed resort that happens to be in the middle of Mammoth National Park. Some guy is walking next to the tennis court, planning to get something from his cellar (which is oddly under a palm tree by the court) but when he goes down the ladder to the cellar, he doesn't come up again.

His wife or girl friend is starting to worry, and glances into the cellar, but a recent earthquake or such has cracked the foundation and leads into a new cave entrance. He's gone in and gotten lost, and his wife is freaking out about how he could have gotten lost in what must obviously be a very small cave if it has never been found before.

I am trying to explain to her that they've discovered that almost all the caves in the world are almost certainly connected if you get deep enough into them, and if you could find ways through flooded and collapsed passages, and she doesn't believe me. "How unlikely is that?!?" [In truth I take it too far. There is a very good chance that almost all caves in the part of Kentucky where Mammoth is located, the entire area under the Central Kentucky Karst, could be connected through passageways that people haven't yet found, but very unlikely that they go beyond that karst region.]

I'm trying to explain how Mammoth became the largest mapped cave in the world because of all the connections found between Mammoth, Morrison, Salt Cave, Crystal Cave and so on, but she just doesn't believe me. Thankfully there is an information desk at the hotel, and I am asking them to help me explain. Among other things they have a very thick guidebook that is actually the three Roger Brucker books bound into one larger volume, and I am trying to get the info desk person to read about some of the connections listed in the second book, Beyond Mammoth Cave.

Soon I find myself at an airport with B & C and some others. B & C are heading somewhere, and lots of us have come to see them off. Almost everybody else has already said goodbye and wandered off, but I figure I might as well stay with them to the gate. But B seemed opposed to this idea, so I wander off on my own and start out of the airport, only to find I still need to go through security.

I make it through the security check point to find myself on a deck area that doesn't start out as one, but seems to turn into an aircraft carrier or something. I see what first seems to be low-flying odd planes shooting by, but soon turns into almost a sort of centrifuge test thing to check on pilot stresses, g-forces and the rest. This thing seems to have four capsules on four arms swinging in a circle with only one above the water at any one time.

Soon there are two of them, one on each side of the ship, and as one is loading up soldiers to train and test, the other is letting them out. The ones being loaded up are all young, fit and the picture of health. The ones being released are in bad shape. Old, out of shape, either fat or skin and bones. Parts of one seem to be an actual skeleton, while others are missing limbs. Whatever they are training for, the training seems incredibly rough!

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Bonus, since it is not worth posting on it's own. I am sitting in a bedroom at a table, playing with my computer. I am playing some sort of game that involves collecting small blue gems that kind of look like the shatter pattern of a bullet through glass, or maybe making them. As time goes on, it is certainly making them, except it turns to making them out of a play doh-like or gum-like substance in real life, while sitting in front of the computer.

Whatever this stuff I am making is now in purple as well as blue, and it is something that I am taking to help me remember dreams. But a few of the bits have fallen off the back of the desk onto the floor, and I decide I should collect them. To try and climb under the space under the table, I have to move a box fan, but there still isn't room, so I have to try and shift my bed and a large (but low) bookcase as well. A lot of work. When I get under the table, I find several bits of the 'stuff' that has fallen, including a couple that have been down here for months and are covered in dust. I decide I'm not going to try and swallow those, and throw them away.

As I come back out from under the desk, Rosemary is bugging me to clean my room ... I just did, woman! I need to go to the bathroom, but as I am walking up to it, there is a handyman walking out. He has a sign on the door showing he is working on the toilet, so it is not available. I figure I will use the other restroom, but when I walk to the door of it, is is nothing but a huge hole in the floor. For some reason they seem to have removed the entire bathroom.

Walking back to ask Rosemary about this, I find the dogs have been stuck inside, and in the last two minutes they have virtually covered the floor in dog poop. Yuck! Nothing but problems and fails in this dream!

(This is a catch-up post. This dream took place on the night of September 8-9, 2012.)

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

I'm in my old hometown, on a major east-west street. I have to transport some large, cooked meat dish from one place to another in the trunk of my car, without letting the juices from it spill all over the trunk, so I have to drive very carefully.

[Later, different dream.] I'm in my apartment in Omaha. My parents are there with me. They've come to visit along with SS [a good friend of my mom's], and we're trying to figure out a more comfortable sleeping situation than cramming both of my parents and SS into my office, which is what we have been doing. We wander into the far side of the apartment, where I don't go very often. We walk through a hallway that goes past an outdoor courtyard, with a brick floor and a stone fireplace, and into the large master suite.

“I don't come in here very often,” I say. The master suite has a large, unused bedroom and its own bathroom, which solves the problem of sharing bathrooms. We can also move someone into that bedroom.

A little later, I walk toward the door of my apartment, from the inside, and find that my parents are decorating it for Christmas by putting lights up all around it and putting a green garland over the top of the door, so it hangs down on the inside and the outside. “Mom!” I say indignantly. “I don't put up fall decorations until the autumnal equinox, and I don't put up Christmas decorations until December 1st!” I start taking the decorations down.

My parents and I are discussing the amount of money we spent on my relocation, and how much I still owe them. They are under the impression that I owe them for the car we rented, but I counter with the argument that no, I don't, because that expense went on my mom's credit card, not mine.

My friend Jim is in my apartment. He looks very young [younger than he is in real life] and is holding a baby girl. I introduce him to my parents: “Mom, this is my friend Jim. Jim, this is my mom,” and the same with my dad. While I'm doing so, Jim disappears, leaving only the baby floating in midair. [I have no idea how I didn't realize I was dreaming. I did take note of how strange it was that Jim looked younger than he normally did, though.]

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Side notes:
This is the first time I've dreamed about my new apartment since I moved here, which was 1 month and 9 days ago now. This dream comes as a relief. I was beginning to worry about my mental state. On two previous occasions when I've made a change in my life (when I moved into the rented room and when I got my first smartphone - see my DJ entries from July 24, 2011 and September 4, 2011), only two weeks passed between the date of the change and the date that change was reflected in my dreams. This led me to develop the hypothesis: “Evidently, two weeks is how long it takes for my my unconscious mind to accept something as normal and start incorporating it into my dreams.” This time, it took just over five weeks. Time to adjust my previous hypothesis. Here's the adjusted version: “When my unconscious mind has begun to accept something as normal, it starts incorporating that something into my dreams. The amount of time it takes for that to happen may vary.” On a conscious level, I would agree that it has been much more difficult to adjust to and accept this change than it was to adjust to the other two changes in this data sample. I believe that this accounts for the time discrepancy.

I recognize several of the other themes in this dream as themes that have been on my mind lately while I'm awake. I frequently think about how my apartment seems very large for just me, so in my dream, my apartment actually was as big as it feels, or even bigger. I really am excited about decorating my own apartment for Christmas, so it makes sense that I would dream about that. Yesterday, when I was shopping, I really did purchase a few Christmas decorations, but I didn't put them up. My policy on putting up decorations is exactly as I said in my dream.

My best guess as to why Jim was there is that I subconsciously feel guilty that it's been five weeks and I still haven't found or joined a new Toastmasters club yet, because I keep putting it off.

I couldn't sleep on christmas Eve in 2003 and looked at my pepsi watch and saw it was 1:05. Angry and bored I threw my head down on the pillow and in what felt like 2 seconds, I looked back at the watch and saw that it was now 8:03. Im pretty sure I didn't knock myself out when I hit the pillow, but who knows.

Never got lucid tonight which sucks because I really want to contact my dream guide.

Non-Lucid

All I can remember from the earlier parts of my dream is two teams fighting each other, docks and a park. I had to go bathroom too and the only toilet was out in the open, completely exposed. I used it though.

Anyways, I wake up to do WBTB. Takes forever to go back to sleep. No dreams. Wake up again. Go back to sleep. Start dreaming.
I'm in a classroom. Sitting in the left side of the class. Who is the teacher you ask? Dan.
Dan assigns us to write an essay about anything. He gets bored after a while and berates the class a little. Then makes a kid come up to the whiteboard and do a bunch of math problems. He does them incredibly quickly. After the kid is finished, Dan sends him out the classroom and says sucks for him. I start to focus on my essay which is about The Elder Scrolls series. In particular Elsweyr and how far Khajiits often have to travel to get to other lands. I even had a map of Tamriel. Unfortunately, I had only wrote down a sentence or two before Dan came around and looked at my work. He insulted me and my work. I got all upset and walked out of the classroom.

That was a mistake though! The dream scene changed and I ended up in a prison. The part of the dream is a little hazy but I do remember that the guards were very unkind. Eventually, I got hauled to a torture room. I wasn't the one being tortured though. It was Dan! Me and 2 other prisoners were given the opportunity to through Christmas tree ornaments at him. The other two prisons started right away but I refused to. Dan timidly asked, "Aren't you going to start throwing those things at me too?" I said of course not and he thanked me.

After that, we got to go get food. I remember spilling milk on some food the warden was cooking. He was visibly irritated but didn't really do anything about it. Went back to my cell, ate and then the dream scene shifted again.

I was back in the classroom. This time we had a female teacher. We were told to draw a prison cell full of prisoners. I start drawing. (Way better then I could in real life. As I drew the prison cell it came off the paper and became a fully functioning replica of the cell I was in. As I drew the prisoners, they started to come alive. Finally, I drew the Hulk. He started bashing around the cell. The teacher told me to be more careful because those cells are expensive. Then the Hulk busted the cell and started bleeding on one of the other prisoners. The other prisoner turned into A grey-hulk-bug thing that could shoot lasers. It tore Banner out of Hulk. Hulk tried smashing the Bug-Hulk with the prison cell but the Bug-Hulk evaded. It flew out of the classroom and Hulk followed. At this point, I became Dr. Banner. I started talking to some chick about what we could possibly do. Suddenly, I freaked out and was in pain. The chick asked what was wrong. I said, "You know how chemicals bond? Well me and Hulk and Chemicals." Then I flew out of the classroom and into the night sky and merged with Hulk. Who was flying. So now I was Hulk.

I screamed, "We stop bug, banner!" And swung around a skyscraper and grabbed the Bug-Hulk. (Who was now a spaceship) Smashed him into a building. Threw him. Shoot some missiles at him.(?) Grabbed him again. Tore him apart. Wake up.