i had earned some "points" on a website which could be redeemed for real life goods. i went to a department store and found a pair of Yelle-themed footie pyjamas that i wanted (why?!?) later i was at an outdoor pavilion with my boyfriend. the pavilion was apparently a kfc restaurant. we wanted to order sweet and sour chicken but then the guy showed us how they made the sweet and sour sauce: they mixed together ketchup and ranch dressing. we felt sick and ordered something else.
very mundane dreams i am outside the mall with my boyfriend. the sky is overcast. later we are inside the mall, in a banana republic store. i want to buy some clothes for him but they are too expensive. later i am tattooing a tall, thin japanese man with long hair. now that i think about it he kind of seems like a young version of merzbow? i am using a strange looking pen to tattoo him. i tattoo a strange grid pattern on his chest and some other small designs on his arms and torso. i keep asking him if he really wants this, if he thinks it looks ok, etc. his answers are generally affirmative. he is very hard to understand -- sounds more like someone with a severe speech impediment than a guy with an accent. then the sprinklers in the "tattoo shop" go off. there is water everywhere. i leave. outside the shop there are various fast food kiosks. one of them has a rack of 'sushi burritos' on the counter. i grab one and walk off without paying. it tastes quite savoury and delicious. someone behind me calls me a "fast food slut". i turn around and it is a guy and girl that i recognize to be my friend. we talk about various inconsequential things.
1am-6am this dream takes place in the apartment. i have just bought a new pair of jeans. buying these jeans enters you into a contest: the contest details are written on a pink leather square on the back of the jeans. i show the jeans to my mother and she becomes incredibly angry, screaming at me that the jeans are awful and i am stupid for wasting my money on them. i try to reason with her but she continues to furiously berate me. i later had a lucid dream in which i was able to exert control over the environment -- although i have lucid dreams quite regularly they are typically very short & i am not able to control anything... this dream was different. sadly, i don't recall it too well. i was inside of a house. something about the environment tipped me off that it could be a dream, so i performed a reality check. it was successful, so i ran outside of the house (rubbing my hands to stabilize the dream -- i remember i looked at my hands once and they looked normal, which i've never experienced dream before) into an autumnal forest area with many elaborate fountains scattered around. the fountains were all turned off but i was able to will them to begin flowing. i felt an invigorating rush of power. this is the first time i've been able to change the environment in a LD and makes me optimistic for my dream control in the future. 7am-9:30 am i am in an unfamiliar house with three teenage boys and an older woman. at one point i ask the woman what the boys think of me. she tells me i disgust them with my insecurity. i have a breakdown and begin crying. i think i might have to go to the mental hospital. later i dream that i am playing sims 3. there is a new item, a box that your sim can crawl into. when you click on it there is an option to "enter the dread cave". i choose this option: my sim enters and does not come back. the scene then switches from observing a video game to being inside of a real life scene. the box has turned into a kennel and there is a small black dog here. i put the dog into the kennel but it escapes somehow. i talk with someone about this and we somehow make the dog want to be locked in the kennel.
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fell asleep around 12, woke up around 3, went back to bed, finally woke up around 7 12am - 3am a long and complicated dream about a tall girl with red hair. in the dream we were good friends. there was a very jovial atmosphere, unlike most of my dreams. then a dream where i discussed lucid dreaming at length -- without actually becoming lucid. 3am-7am i am at a strange clothes store with my boyfriend. the store mainly sells lolita dresses but contains a large variety of different clothing items as well as miscellaneous objects. at the far end of the room there is a passage to a second room which is brightly lit with many large windows. the store owners, a middle-aged asian woman and her teenage daughter, work here, making all the clothes from scratch. we talk to the two women for a while. there are many items of clothing hanging on racks here and i discover a finely crafted leather jacket with luxurious fur trim; i ask the younger woman how much it would cost and she tells me "about a month's salary". we leave this room and return to the main part of the store. there is a dress i would like to buy here, but it is too expensive. instead, my boyfriend and i decide to buy two dvds. these "dvds" come in vhs cases with elaborate box art; the one my boyfriend buys has art that's a slightly altered version of the dark side of the moon cover, and mine is a complex pattern of organic plantlike shapes. we understand that these movies are beautiful works of art and that watching them will change our lives. we trade the shop owners a large pyramidal prism for the dvds. then i leave the store and enter into a shady urban area at night. i am now running away from three young white men who want to mug me. i see my dad's car parked on the side of the street: i get in and we drive away.
i was watching a scene from a movie where a female version of batman was fighting a redheaded woman in a red superhero suit. the dream would alternate between movie scenes and visions of two iphones, one with a grey back and one with a red back, moving around and colliding with each other. there was another dream where i found a beautiful fur-trimmed leather coat at a thrift store. a strange woman invited me to her house because she had clothes she wanted to give to me. the dream faded before anything else happened.
I'm admiring myself and the dress I wear in a huge, full-length mirror. The color of the dress is a deep midnight blue. It's floor-length and rather simple in it's design. My hair is long, below my shoulders and pinned half up. I have no makeup on. For a long time I stare at myself with a small frown on my face. "I'm more comfortable in pants," I say. "I'd probably look better in them too." I hear a short laugh behind me. Louis is watching me. He slowly makes his way to my side and we both look into the mirror, his eyes going to my face and my eyes looking to his. He's smiling. "You look beautiful like this," he says. "It doesn't matter what you wear, pants or a dress, I want you to be comfortable and wear what you please, but you are beautiful." I smile big then, and notice the small fangs in my mouth. I gasp, turning away from our reflections and to him at my side. He is already looking at me. He pulls me to him, an arm around my waist and his other hand behind my head. I place my hands on his chest and bury my face in his neck. "We are the same," he whispers into my hair. He holds me tighter and I sigh happily.
I think I took a shower. Then I was wearing my capri khakis and grey shirt with the blue flower logo, but apparently I needed to be wearing a more formal shirt. I told my sister I was going to the store to get one. There was some kind of dinner thing going on and my sister made a joke about me. Off to the side, I got upset and asked her about it. She said something about never knowing what I'm thinking or if I was upset, and I tried to articulate that it bothered me a lot. Also something about eyeshadow and there was an old man? Notes: I need to type up this stuff sooner so I have a better chance at remembering things. Also, I'm making a table to categorize/track my dreamsigns.
I’m at a thrift store. I’m wandering around looking at dresses. There are a lot of sleeveless dresses with cool patterns on them, and I’m thinking about trying on some of them … but then, suddenly, there are all these kids running around in the store and I guess it turns out I’m supposed to be playing some kind of game with them. So, for some reason I have to hide under a clothes rack. And I’m just lying there on the floor, and then kids keep like, leaping over me and I’m afraid I’m going to get trampled. Yeah, that’s all I can remember.
Lucid: I go to bed at 22.00 pm with an extra strong melatonin supplement and an aspirin (500 mg). I ran 3 miles that evening like always. I take a Temazepam (20 mg) at 23.00 pm. I walk around town, I see a car. For some odd reason I feel I need to check reality. So I look at my fingers, and see, I have 6! I stabilize, because I used to forget stabilizing a lot and I would wake up or have a very weak dream. I decide I want to go to the moon, so I do that. It is very dark there and it gives me the creeps, so instead I decide I want to go somewhere serene, perhaps a nice field with some water. I try to make a scenery, but fail the first time. It is a boring, cold, wet little park in the middle of town. I try again, and there it is, a beautiful place, with flowers and a river flowing gently through it. It is warm and nice, a perfect place to meditate. I decide to meditate, and for some reason my body flies up in the air while I am lying down. I decide that it's normal, because I am dreaming and these things happen in even the most stable dreams. I keep meditating for a while because I was tired, even too tired to do much while SLEEPING, I know it sounds odd, and I also thought it was kinda weird to be honest. I decide I want to take a walk, at the time I felt the lucidity slipping and my control getting even shakier than it was before. For some odd reason there is an ugly, rusty, old, blue car standing in my scenery. I want to get rid of it because it is ugly. I try to make it disappear, but I only succeed in cramming it into a sort of wrinkled lump of iron. I get frustrated and feel the vividity slipping FAST now, I try to stabilize, but it is too late. I wake up. It is 5.30 am. Non-lucid: I'm standing in line for a doctor's appointment with my friend/sort-of-complicated-person. The assistant at the desk picks up a strange looking, khaki trench coat and a grey scarf, and says they used to belong to Hitler. My friend puts it on and it changes colour to red and becomes longer. I say he looks like a vampire and that it looks cool. Never once do I find the situation odd in any way. My alarm goes off and I wake up. It is 7.00 am. Snippet: Something about being pregnant and trying to get an abortion, but the fetus surviving. Presumingly right before waking or just after falling asleep. Comments: The dream that turned lucid was surprisingly normal, almost exactly like real life. The non-lucid dreams were much weirder and more random.
Awake, Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake] [Note: This DJ entry contains discussion of my personal religious beliefs, which are Christian. If, for any reason, you do not want to read about them, please skip over this entry.] I'm trying to get from one place to another by bicycle. It's right at or just after sunset on a cloudy, overcast day, so it's somewhat dark outside. I'm bicycling along sidewalks that run between buildings that are each about four or five stories tall and have lots of windows. [It actually bears a strong resemblance to some of the private college campuses I used to walk around when I was a kid.] When I try to turn a corner, a guy on a larger bike passes by really fast right in front of me, and I shout out in surprise and fear. After he has passed by, I turn the corner and go on my way. I'm carrying a large plastic bag hanging from my left handlebar. It is filled with other, crumpled-up plastic bags, as well as a heavy, black, U-shaped metal bike lock. I'm in the sacristy [back room where robes and other special equipment are stored] at my old church. I've arrived there to meet up with a bunch of my friends from my old college Christian fellowship, who are all crowded into the room. [I think this might have been the place I was trying to get to on my bike, but I'm not absolutely sure; I don't remember the transition from one dream scene to another. Or they may have been two entirely separate dreams.] We're all there for a special church service in which all of us young adults will be honored. All my friends already have their choir robes on, and I hurry to take mine out of the closet and put it on over my clothes. As I'm doing this, everyone starts to file out of the room, because it's time for the service to start. I'm still hunting through the shelves in the back of the closet for my shoes, saying aloud to myself, “I'm not sure if I have black shoes in here....” I came into the room wearing white shoes, which wouldn't go with my dark-purple choir robe. [They were the same kind of choir robe I used to wear at the church I attended immediately before my current one.] I find a pair of black, slip-on sandals [a pair I own in real life] on a shelf and start putting on, but I'm already being hurried out the exterior door of the sacristy, along with the rest of the procession of young adults. When we get outside, I cross the sunlit courtyard by shuffling and sliding my feet forward, still working on getting them all the way into the sandals. Although this church building is in a different place and has a very different layout than it does in reality, I recognize it as the one I went to as a child. The sacristy door opens onto a courtyard paved with red ceramic tile and enclosed with white walls, and it's a beautiful, sunny day. We walk in a procession along the outside wall of the sanctuary, then turn left and then left again to enter the church through its large, wooden double doors. I'm still finishing up fastening the front of my choir robe as we enter. As we enter, there is modern, rock-instrumentation-based worship music playing, the kind we used to have in fellowship meetings. Most of the pews are facing forward, except for the section nearest the front, where they are facing inward toward the center aisle. Beyond those seats is the altar area. The sanctuary is full of people, including my mom, who is sitting in an aisle seat that I pass on my right as I walk up the aisle with the procession. I'm aware that the families of my friends from the fellowship are there, too. We all process up the center aisle and take seats in the center-facing pews. The music continues until we are all sitting down. When it ends, one of the leaders of the fellowship starts welcoming everyone to the service and talking about how its purpose is to honor the young adults of the congregation. During this speech, I realize that I accidentally dropped my knitted bag of choir books [again, something I had in real life at my previous church] in the aisle, right where my mom is sitting. I stand up and go to retrieve it, but a tall, old black lady beats me to it. She picks it up and brings it back to me. The leader who's speaking says that we're going to start things off by playing a team-building game. [This was typically how we started off conferences in that fellowship in real life.] I smile; this is going to be fun. I look at the service bulletin and see that just about everything the leader will say is printed on it, like a script. There are even photos of the young adults who are being honored, and a list of the supplies we'll need for the team-building game. As I continue to look through the bulletin, I see that after we play this game, we'll proceed to have a regular church service, the more traditional kind we've always had at this church. I'm also aware that although some of the people in the congregation are from my Episcopal tradition, and others are from my friends' evangelical tradition, absolutely everyone present is not only okay with the idea of having a service that blends elements of both traditions, but is actually happy about it and looking forward to the rest of the service. I am, too. The whole gathering is suffused with a sense of love, peace, joy, and unity. ----------------------------------- Side notes: This dream was significant for me because it made me feel better about the past. It made me feel less conflicted and less torn, and gave me hope that reconciliation between those two areas of my experience is possible.
10-05-09 I had two LDs this morning doing WBTB. Mostly flying. Also dream control changing the color of clothing. I'm still good.
Forest. School. searching for something. Allies. Classmate. A building or office on an upper flow. An office. Music instruments. A stick fell off my hands and on the ground below off the ledge. I have to hurry. Walked out the corridor and down the floor below. Found another office/restaurant. Walked to the "edge" with a green plant. Found the stick. A seminar of sorts. PATAS? Am? Projector. KenPi. He sat beside me, but then he transferred. A Thai woman gathering orders. She told me to read or do something. Can't understand. I'm holding a pen with names written on it. I don't get it. I gave it back. I thought of getting two orders, but I don't have money. Y was there, annoying me. Finally walked out with some stuff. Library. La Salle school. Found LT and TM, high school classmates. TM was wearing red shirt. Seems like they changed their direction when they saw me. I pretended not to see, although I saw TM look back from the corner of my eyes. I continued walking to the library. I walked up the stairs, and continued walking up even if there are no more stairs, hoping I'll walk on air. No go. Went down. I noticed I'm only wearing my boxers. I wanted to change. I was in the AVR area. The closest CR is on the second floor of hall C. Went inside and changed clothing. Some guy taking a leak. My pants look weird.
Last night, I had a dream that I was a vampire. I went to this one girl's house (I was a guy) to ask her to run away with me and let me turn her into a vampire, but she wasn't home. Oh well. In another dream, I was filling up the bathtub with water, only to realize it was full of clothes. I started taking all the clothes out, piling them on the floor and on the toilet lid (there were a lot of clothes). I got in the tub - the water was really nice and warm - and started watching an episode of Doctor Who because there was a TV in the bathroom for some reason.
Before bed I was lamenting the fact that it had been a little while since my wonderful LD streak. So I took 100mg of B6 and 3mg of melatonin and went to bed. I woke up (naturally) at about 5:30. I stayed awake for about a half hour without getting out of bed. Then I let myself drift off to sleep hoping that I could have a lucid dream. Lucid Dream: I don't remember how this one began. I don't even remember how I became lucid. My memory of the dream starts with being at my mom's house. I had just become lucid and I was walking up the driveway toward the dirt road out front. I noticed that the hose had a sprinkler attatched and that the water was sprinkling all over the road. As I saw this I realized that I had never gone through sprinklers in a lucid dream before. I decided to see what it felt like. I walked into the spray expecting the water to feel colder than it felt. I jumped back and forth for a bit. Then I started flying and doing flips through the water. For some reason the water felt colder if I moved faster through it. When I would stand still and let the water fall on me, it couldn't feel it as strongly. Then I looked down and saw what I was wearing. I didn't have a shirt on, but I was wearing my white bra. I don't know why I feel the need to do this in all my LDs, but I decided to strip down. I didn't take the bra off all the way, just enough. I then looked over and saw two other girls in the sprinklers. They were both wearing bras too. I then decided that I was done with the sprinklers and that needed to do something else with this dream. I flew up the road toward the top of the hill that overlooks the freeway. I tried to be aware of my flying since lately in real life I have been thinking about flying and imagining the sensations. I noticed that I was flying swimming style (breaststroke). I could feel the wind on my face. But the ground moving under me looked strange...not real enough. I got to the point where the road turns the corner and goes parallel to the freeway. As I turned I saw a whole bunch of people on the road. I could see that they were police. it looked like there was a big drug bust. There were bags and things lined out on the road by the cars. I suddenly felt the need for attention. I called out ot the police, "Do you need any help?" No one even looked at me. So I called out again. This time a few people looked up. I decided I needed to do something to really get their attention. I ran toward the chain link fence that separates the dirt road from the freeway. (The road is quite a bit higher.) I yelled out, "Watch me!" And I jumped up on the top of the fence and balanced there for a dramatic moment, then threw myself over the edge down toward the freeway. After falling a short distance I took off flying over and across the freeway. Even though I couldn't see them, I knew people were watching me. It didn't matter if they were only DCs--it just seemed important to me at this moment to be able to show off like this. I got to the other side and saw some powerlines. I was going to go over them, but the closer I got he more wires there seemed to be, making it impossible to go over. I couldn't believe I was having this "beginner LDer" problem. I was determined not to let it beat me. As I got close, I suddenly swooped down and got under them and made it to the other side. Once on the other side I realized that I really only wanted to go back, so I could see the people again to see how impressed they were with my flying over the freeway. I got back under the lines and flew back about half way. All the police and other people were standing by the fence. As they saw me coming they all started to clap. I felt satisfied...and the dream ended. I didn't wake up. I went onto other dreams having to do with hiking, interesting pit toilets in the moutains, too windy to use, the suddenly having the bathrooms be in my older sister's house, something having to do with a big magnet, and a guy playing the most beautiful song on the piano. I thought I recognized the song as a theme to something. It didn't look too difficult to learn. I decided that I would look it up on youtube and see if I could find someone who was teaching how to play that song.
After a dry spell, I had two in one 24 hour period. I hope this means I'm back in business. 6-26-08 Lucid Dream: This started out a college dream. I remember setting up my new dorm room with my new roommate. As I finished setting up my stuff, I noticed that my roommmate and I both had several pots of blue flowers. We each had blue pansies and blue lobelia. I pointed that out to my roommate who also thought that was cool. I also saw that we had both set up Gorilla shelves (those really heavy duty shelves you can buy at Home Depot). At some point I saw that my jeans that I had been wearing that already had a small rip in them, had completely ripped up and around the back of my leg. There was no way I could continue to wear them. I looked in my suitcase and saw that they were my only pair of jeans. I couldn't believe that I had only packed one pair of jeans. I realized that I could just buy another one. I pulled a pair of capris out of my suitcase. I then pulled off my jeans and looked at myself in the mirror. I knew that I was older than a lot of the other college students. But as I looked at my body in the mirror I felt that I looked young enough to blend in. Later I was hanging out on campus with a guy named Tim that I supposedly knew. We went together to this huge auditorium where there was going to be some kind of program. We walked in. I could see that we were on one of the upper levels. I wanted to get down closer so we could see better. We went down this ramp that had red velvet carpet. We went down quite a ways. I noticed that there were TV cameras hanging by these chains from one of the levels. I asked why they were hanging. I was told that when the building shifted that the cameras would still be hanging completely still. It made sense to me in the dream. But somewhere here I did become lucid. As soon as I did I found an exit and flew out. My first thought was that I hadn't planned ahead, and I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with this lucid. Then I remembered that I had been longing to fly in my real life. That the best thing I could possibly do was to just fly and to really appreciate the feeling of flying. So I flew out over some trees. I remember feeling how the wind felt on my face. I also tried to notice how I felt the movement of my body as I went up and down. I did this for a while before I finally lost lucidity.
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