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10/18/12
7:00 AM
Wake Back To Bed

• Fell back to sleep with goal of dreaming not expecting to become lucid.
• Let images come to me and settled on flying down a winding shape that became a river with tree covered hills on both sides.
• As I fell asleep I imagined that I was a stream of fire flying down the winding river.

Now asleep and dreaming but not lucid. I was leading a long trail of fire but couldn't see the flames coolness in front of me. So in order to see the flames I would glance behind me and then continue flying over the snaking river. The last time I looked behind me the entire bend of the last turn in the river and all the way up one bank was completely engulfed in flame. I thought this looked totally awesome and took off around the next turn.

To my surprise I found that it was now night time and I was way up high overlooking the river and gripping tightly to the top of a steal structure with a couple pipes that were protruding beside me being the only objects higher up than I was. As I questioned what was going on and how to get down I realized my situation and took two looks at my hand. Yup. Funny looking indeed I was dreaming. I remained calm and decided that I would attempt flying again.

I lifted myself over the edge of the structure and flung myself out into the night. Disappointing as it may be, I fell through the dark and the wind rushed past me. Then I temporarily became less lucid. When I landed in a dark sort of carnival area, my brain tried telling me that I had used a zip line to get down but after seeing my cousin standing in front of me I quickly shrugged off the notion and did another reality check.

At that moment my cousin Michah began to transform. First he shrank to about 2 foot tall and became a bit distorted. Then he continued to shrink into a small cantaloupe sized fur-ball with big feet and a creepily human face. I thought that I'd keep it around and tried to put it on my shoulder. It didn't like that at all and squirmed out of my hands and jotted around my feet.

Just then another version of my cousin came out from between two poorly lit booths. He didn't look like my cousin but never the less I decided that I would try to get rid of the furball and take my dream elsewhere. I probably shouldn't have waisted the time and tried spinning or something. But regardless, I attempted to put the creature in the sudo-cousins hand but both were completely apathetic to me and each other. The creature became a little aggressive and nipped my hand like a playful pup and though I knew I was dreaming I skipped back from it and I woke up.

07.24.2012

Burnt Toast (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I see my Uncle and older cousin again. They were talking about something, and throughout the whole dream, I smell slightly burnt toast.

(I didn't know what there was actually a burnt toast smell spreading around the house I'm at for vacation in Florida as yet).

My older cousin is cooking two pieces of bread, and he has another pan to the left that's heating up some butter that's already in the liquid phase (I'm assuming he took a block of butter in the fridge and let it simmer a bit until it melted).

The same pan he's melting the butter in, I believe it is tilted to the left, so that all the butter would be allocated in one spot, probably so he can poor the butter with ease, without having to worry too much on grease that might accumulate on the pan.

While he's waiting, I notice he looks kind of tired, or maybe he looks depressed. His facial composition is slightly droopy in all areas, and he doesn't look too happy that he has to put some toast on a skillet. My uncle then shows up finally to sit next to my older cousin.

My uncle queried my cousin about something related to the toast, but I couldn't remember.

The burnt toast smell gets stronger and stronger, and my eyes immediately open, and I really DO SMELL BURNT TOAST IN THE HOUSE.

I realize that I haven't been burned alive as yet, so I calmed down. I look at the timer I had for the alarm, and I woke up 25 minutes before it actually rings.


Hahahaha, interesting dream, thanks subconscious, for telling me there was burnt toast.

Maybe now I can float above shark infested waters, and doze off a bit, and trust that my mind is going to help me wake up and realize I should get the hell out of those waters....hahahahaha.

I feel like I'm laughing at myself sometimes.

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07.24.2012

Sonic and Knuckles? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember either Sonic or Knuckles carry the other while flying....without Tails being the one holding them up like in Sonic Heroes.

That was weird...

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07.24.2012

Train Station Security (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember going through some security after getting off a train stop. I take the time to make sure I'm going through the right place to get scanned, and I think I went to the wrong section.

The security man simply told me that I needed to go back, and I quickly complied with his order and wait there for a few seconds to pass through with no worries.

Non-dream Dream Lucid Dream

I recalled a couple of fragments then I became lucid for a split second before waking up. Not going to count this one as lucid.

Fragment 1:

(Very disturbing) I have been sleeping with my cousin for a while. I am in bed with her again and finally decide to put a stop to it. She is now making her pregnant husband eat coconuts which are horrible for pregnant people (in my dream they are).

Fragment 2:

I am in some kind of prison. Not literally a prison with bars and such, but my life is a prison. Some guy is about to show me the recipe to escape from the prison which involves cooking a bunch of tomatoes. Something (not sure what) makes me think I am dreaming. I am lucid for a split second then wake up.

Non-Dream Dream

I recalled fragments from 4 dreams today (Ugh! - wish I would start remembering details of one dream instead of fragments of 4!!!).

Dream 1:

I am playing professional flag football (lol). I make an amazing catch for a touchdown and some asshole tackled me in the end zone, ruining his career (because it was a serious rule violation).

Dream 2:

I am drinking in either a house or a train station belonging to the same old lady as yesterday's dream. Someone is talking to me on the couch - I think it is my cousin GH. My dad, my brother and I all get high off of salvia chocolate and throw a surprise party for my Aunt AM.

Dream 3:

I finally get to meet my fiance's uncle who she has been keeping from me because he is apparently an asshole. He is in my bowling league and turns out to be a nice guy. We go to the back of the bowling alley (behind the pins) and everything looks like a high-tech space ship (kinda like the bridge on Star Trek). There were people all over manning their computers.

Dream 4:

I see a beautiful girl on the street that looks similar to my fiance, but it is not her. Paparazzi are bothering her and posting bad pictures of her on the internet. She is wearing the same dress my friend CO wore to our company party.

I remember being on some sort of small ship. My mom and I were sitting in what looked like a small boat on the ship, but we weren’t allowed to walk anywhere else. A man (the Captain) and a young boy (his son) were standing near us. The Captain was behind us controlling the small ship. From where we were, it looked like the small boat we were sitting in was in the water, and the ship was above us. It didn’t seem logical, but it didn’t trigger any lucidity.

All of a sudden the boat lurched to a start, nearly causing some water to come into the small boat. “I assure you it is safe.” said the captain.
The little boy came up to us to talk about safety rules. When he did, a little screen appeared in front of me that showed a Dr. Seuss-like ship about to tip over. Not only was it about to tip over, it looked like waves were fighting against the ship, so parts of it were breaking off. Among that ship were two passengers, running for their lives. They ran behind a building away from the camera’s view, so I couldn’t see what they did next.

The little boy told us that that was one of the things you should not do. You should stay calm, grab a life boat or something that can float, and just hang tight.

The dream sped forward. For some reason, we walked with the captain of the ship and his boy to their house. We walked inside, and I walked down the hall to see the rooms. I looked into one of the rooms and realized that my cousin lives here. Only, he doesn’t have a little brother. I didn’t think anything about it, though.

I went into his room and started looking at all of the stuff he had.

What looked like his smartphone was hooked up to these weird droid-like copper arm things. Whenever you moved the phone around in midair, the arms would follow it effortlessly, since they were attached to it.

I sat down at his desk, where his phone was. I held it and checked his Twitter. I don’t know why I did. I looked at his statuses, and other things. Then I heard the door open. I quickly shut the phone off and turned around.

It was my mom, telling me that we had to go. I breathed a sigh of relief and got up. Then I woke up.

Post College

I was 30 and in the dream that's when I graduated out of college. No matter how many times I did the math of semesters, that's who it always came out. Not that I had messed up but that that was how it was supposed to work and that everyone graduated at this time. I had a long talk with my mom and my cousin about this and I was shocked that not more people truly knew about this and why was 30 not the new 24 and that we really need to do something about that. after the conversation me and y cousin skated out of there and I kept thinking to my self that mow that I was thirty I had to start making the most of it because it seemed that I had wasted most of my college years away. Also, a lot of people were slipping on the cement sidewalk, I assumed it was because it was wet but it looked pretty dry. I should've thought about that.

I was in the backyard at my dads house with my brother and my cousin. There were two pools instead of one. My cousin and brother kept jumping over the first pool and landing on the concrete between the first and second pool. I didn't get why they were, but I knew they were doing it on purpose.

Vesterguard's Dream(s)

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

31-12-11 Nothing major planned, need to work on my recall a bit after a stressful semester, if I were to become lucid I would try and hook up with NightSpy. Oh and I sincerely hope I am posting and titling this shiz correctly

“Thailand return”

I am in Thailand in a small cottage type building. Someone is there with me and I keep having something like a countdown for when I am supposed to go home. I don't really recall if there were mention of my home going date before I reach 2 days. But there is more than one mention of the fact that I have to go home.

When some one mention that I have to go home in two days, I start panicking a bit because I haven't actually ventured outside and I would like to build up a tan. Some one mention that it is a bit late to start worrying about that with only 2 days left.

I don't care I strip out of my shirt and go to the beach. The heat is affecting my skin rather quickly and I think I fall asleep on the beach for a bit and wake up a bit red, but not much damage has been done.
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“Is my cousin trying to seduce me?”

I am in a similar cottage like the one from Thailand though there is a slightly different theme. Both my cousins are there and they are walking around the cottage giggling.

skip

At some point the youngest of my cousins call out, laughing a little as she does, asking me to follow her to the bathroom, telling me that she has a present for me. I feel a bit awkward going out there, not really sure how I would handle it if she wanted to kiss or otherwise engage me in physical contact.

I enter the bathroom and it is very small, with blue tiles on the walls. My cousin is standing with her back towards me and there is almost not enough room for me to stand there without touching her. She is looking into the mirror above the sink and she is brushing her teeth, I think to myself that it is weird that she would be doing that if she didn't intend on kissing me.

She turn around and look at me for a bit with some toothpaste foaming in the corners of her mouth. I ask her what present it is that she has for me. She hesitates for a while, seemingly she is nervous, and she tells me that she just wanted to show me that she had a bigger bathroom than me.
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“Similarity between Nazis, Tanks and Ents?: They all die to light sabre!”

I am in a game like scenario on the outskirts of the map. It is dark and I am in a city, though there is forest around it and I am right on the edge of it.

The road is cornering right in front of me and there are hedges running parallel to the roads. I come up of one of the sewers, having a feeling that this is actually a superior way of dealing with tanks rather than being in a tank myself (have been playing quite a lot of world of tanks recently).

I move to my right sneaking along the inside of the hedge. On the corner there are some German drivers standing around and I sneak up on them, jump them from behind and generally start to lay waste with my blue light sabre, which as expected makes quick work of them.

After this I think I fall back into the hedge and wait a bit and two tanks engage in battle right in front of me. I jump them and go to work with my light sabre, which although not as efficient as it was against the people still make short work of them.

I am now standing on the road a bit confident, I am talking to someone although I am not sure if this some one actually is physically present or not. I am talking about how much experience I am getting from going with the light sabre and I start walking up the road.

There all of a sudden is a small car with a lot of hobbits driving up the road. Then Treebeard is standing in front of the car and I again talk to some one non-specific, though I think it is my flatmate although he isn't actually there with me, talking about experience.

I run towards the ent, cuts off his legs and as he stumbles to the ground I cut his arm and grab him swinging myself onto him and sever his head. Then right next to me there is a flashing sign that reads 100.000 I get a level.

The hobbits turn right and they are faced with 5 ents blocking their way. They are determined to avenge their fallen comrade. They lift up the car and then Merry tell them, desperation in his voice, that they didn't do it and that it would be wrong to punish them for something they haven't done.

I think the ents let them go and the car is now in a stadium.

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I'm walking through a big, vacant parking lot with a friend of mine. I pass by my cousin and uncle driving through and wave, but they didn't see me. I'm not sure if they didn't see me or were just ignoring me. We arrived at our destination, a video game store, and when we walked in the place was crowded.

There was a sale going on. I remember noticing a Super Nintendo bundle being sold which came with several games I remember being awesome (including Yoshi's Island). I look to my left and the person standing next to me was the one and only Snoop Dogg.

I look at him and he seemed to realize I wanted to shake his hand so he extended it. I shook his hand and started chatting with him. In an effort to entertain, I went over the a record player in the front of the store and put on the Slits. I wasn't sure if anyone was going to like it, but I remember it sounding pretty good.

I walked back over to Snoop Dogg and he was bobbing his head and asked if it was the Slits. I told him it was and asked him how he knows them and if he's a fan. I responded that he has two friends who likes them a lot. I felt like we were becoming friends.

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Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was out on a stage, just a little bit to the right (my right) of the stage. Back and to my left, the playwright George Bernard Shaw lay in a hospital bed. He was really sick, but he was giving a lecture. I was here either to introduce him or kind of interview him. His voice was really faint and weak.

Now I was leaving the theatre through some backstage area and a backstage door. I was walking through some kind of brick-walled alley. It was daytime.

Suddenly I realized or heard that Shaw was about to die. He knew he was going to die. He had announced that his next lecture would be his last. But that lecture would be today. In fact, it was starting right now! And I had left the theatre!

I had to see Shaw's last lecture. He was my favorite playwright. And I had the feeling Shaw would die immediately or soon after he got off stage. So I had to be there.

I ran back in the door, through the backstage area, and through a small door that led directly onto the stage. The show had just started. A woman had introduced Shaw. Shaw now sat in a nice chair on a green rug. A nice table with a lamp may have stood near the chair. Shaw had just started giving a little speech.

I at first wanted to sit near Shaw on the stage. But since I came in late I didn't feel I deserved to. So I sat off to the right of the stage. In the shadows were some bleachers, which were pretty well filled with people. I sat on the floor on the bleachers, where I thought I would be in view of Shaw, so he'd at least know I'd attended.

The woman asked Shaw some question about religion. Shaw responded a little ramblingly. He then said, "And, yes, I've been in a coven. I've headed a coven."

A little, black boy in a black hooded sweatshirt with thin, widely-spaced, white stripes and sitting in a wooden chair a couple meters to the right of and behind the woman raised his hand.

Shaw pointed to the boy, as if to take his question. He said, "Yes, you. And what's your name, little boy?"

The boy stood up. His face couldn't be seen. He may have been turned around, or he may have had his hoodie on backwards, with the hood pulled up over his face. He said, "Some people call me Lazarus. But you can think of me as Nicodemus."

The boy may have started knocking himself on the top of his head with his right fist.

Dream #2

I was in some room like a school cafeteria. The floors and walls were all white, and there may have been a set of white folding chairs all arranged in a grid, like for a meeting.

But whatever had been going on here was finished, and everybody was leaving. Apparently we'd had a meeting regarding the production of some movie. It wasn't certain the movie was going to be made. But people were feeling a lot more confident that it would.

The leaders of the effort all stood up front, near some long folding tables. There were a few long, plastic coolers. The leaders were kind of clowning around with each other while they packed up their supplies for the day. The leaders all looked South Asian. One of the leaders looked like the Malaysian singer MonoLoQue.

The leaders may actually have been making up some wacky, funny song based on the song they thought would be the theme song for the movie. I tried to join in, but I don't think I was very funny. The leaders were patient with me. But I got the feeling they thought I was being too much of a groupie. So I decided to leave.

I walked down a stairwell in the center of the floor. But as I got halfway down I realized I'd forgotten something upstairs. I ran back up to get it. But I didn't really know what I was doing upstairs and I didn't want the leaders to see me again. So I went back down the stairwell.

About halfway down the stairwell, I realized I had to go back to my apartment before I went anywhere. But my apartment was right near the stairwell. In fact, just in front of the stairwell, right where I stood, was a window to my room. (Off to my left may have been some area like a department store.)

So I swung myself up and bashed through a wooden panel blocking the window to my bedroom. Right before I'd done this I'd seen a tallish, kind of overweight, white man in a red t-shirt and blue jeans walking along some balcony between flights of steps behind me, as if I were now in some kind of apartment building's stairwell.

I broke through my window and rolled onto my bed, then onto the floor. The window seemed to have been open. But I noticed that I'd broken the board, a white-painted board about 33cm high and 1 meter wide, in half.

As I landed on the floor, I heard a woman in the living room go get the door. Oh, I thought to myself, that woman must be my new roommate.

The woman opened the door to the man I'd seen in the stairwell. (I don't know how I knew this, since I didn't see it.) As soon as the woman let the man into the apartment, she yelled, "No! I'm not doing it! I told you I didn't want to be a part of it anymore and I didn't want to see you anymore!"

I thought I should go out into the living room and defend my new roommate. But I was afraid. So I just sat and listened.

The man had apparently been trying to get the woman to be in a movie for a production house he'd just started up. But already the production house was having trouble with censors. The man said, "And this is a movie that, just because you got a few people saying certain cuss words, people wanna make it rated X!"

But the woman had left the man just because he had kept putting her in porn movies. She was yelling at him that she could tell he was getting started going down the same old path, and that she didn't want to be a part of it again. She seemed either to be walking the man to the door or heading out with him.

I sat on my bed and looked at the broken board in my hands. It sounded quiet. Maybe the man was gone, I thought, and I could go introduce myself to the woman. But I was wondering what kind of first impression I'd make with her, suddenly having appeared in my bedroom, and having broken the board on my window. The woman might think I was crazy!

Dream #3

I was sitting in a car with a woman who looked exactly like my mom but was something more like an interviewer or psychiatrist. I sat on the passenger side, and the woman sat on the driver's side. It was daytime. We were parked at the far end of a long driveway in front of a house.

I told the woman, "About the time that my cousin and I were trying to figure out what to do for college --"

The woman interrupted me. "What do you mean? I thought that before, you'd said that your cousin didn't start college until a couple years after you did. How could he be going to college at the same time as you? It doesn't make sense!"

I said, "That's not what I mean. What I said just now was --"

Suddenly something happened, and I knew I had to leave the car and get going somewhere else. My car door had been open all this time. I stood up and walked off to my right. I walked along a stretch of dirt on the shoulder of a road.

As I approached a fence, an adult woman came walking toward, then past me with a bunch of little girls. It was like a school group. Most of the girls were five years old or younger. They were all wearing diapers: some only diapers, some diapers with dresses over them. I was sexually attracted to these little girls.

But there was one little girl, an Asian girl who seemed to be maybe seven or eight years old. She had jaw-length, black hair and was wearing a white dress with thin fabric. It appeared that this girl was also wearing a diaper, though I couldn't tell for sure. I was extremely attracted to this girl.

I passed the fence, and one more adult woman walked along past me, following one last little girl wearing only a diaper. But for some reason, I found myself so sexually attracted to the little Asian girl that I felt like I had to follow her, at least to find out if she really was wearing diapers.

I turned around and headed for the little girls, none of whom I could see now. I knew if I caught up with them and started trying to get close to the little Asian girl I'd certainly be singled out as a pervert. So I was trying to think up excuses for heading back and being near the girls.

I thought that the little girls must have been going to the car to see the woman. Now I was in the car with the woman. She started up the car as I started talking to her. We pulled out of the driveway and drove away.

I told the woman, "You see, my cousin and I were in the same year of school. And we were best friends. So when we got into our Junior year, we both started thinking together about what colleges we'd go to."

The woman had turned right around a corner and was now driving through an alley going past the backyards of houses.

I continued. "But my cousin ended up getting sidetracked. So he didn't go to school right away. He had a terrible childhood! I'd go over there all the time to see him."

The woman now turned right and pulled into the driveway in the backyard of some house like my great grandma's old house.

I continued, "My cousin would be grounded for, like, six months at a time! And he'd just have to sit in his bedroom in the basement for the whole time. Sometimes he'd even have to write thousands of sentences."

I had to leave again. I opened the car door. There were some little girls walking around in diapers in the driveway. I was kind of attracted to them.

As I stood up and turned right, to walk away past the back of the car, I saw that my sister was leaning against the car, almost right in the doorway! She said, "Hey," in a kind of guyish voice.

I hoped my sister hadn't seen me ogling the little girls. But I looked at my sister. She was skinny, in shape, and she wore a blue-sleeved, white t-shirt that really showed off her boobs. I suddenly realized my sister was really attractive!

Dream #4

I walked into a museum with my mom. The lobby was dim and narrow. The ticket counter was some kind of polished, black stone.

We walked up to the ticket person. I was a member at the museum, and the ticket person knew me. But he might not have seen me. My mom handed the man my membership card and said something like, "He's a member."

The man said, "Great," and was about to print a ticket for my mom.

But my mom said, "I'd like three people, and also two children, please."

The man seemed a bit taken aback by my mom asking for so many tickets. I was taken aback, too! I thought I was coming to the museum with just my mom. Who were all these other people coming with us?

I said something to the man. He finally noticed me. He said, "Oh! But you're a member *here*. Why are you trying to get in with this card? This is a MoMA card."

I saw the card in the man's hand and realized he was right. Hoping to avoid him getting suspicious of me -- like he might have thought I was trying to hide the fact that I'd let my membership expire -- I flipped quickly through my wallet, trying to find the right membership card.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

A man was talking to another man. I didn't see either man, as if they were both talking in narration. One man mentioned a new "excrement omelette," which was a layer of eggs wrapped around a thin filling of crap. I saw a cross-section of one of these "excrement omelettes." It looked like a Hot Pocket, except the crust was egg and the filling was crap.

The second guy said, "That's a terrible idea! It sounds disgusting!"

The first guy said that it couldn't be such a bad idea. Apparently some really famous supermodel ate them all the time and thought they were really delicious.

Dream #2

I had come to some nice, two-story house in the suburbs. I was in the living room, which was kind of dim and grey. There were a few other people there, some of whom were probably members of my family. I seemed to be always looking up toward the ceiling, and my view sometimes seemed kind of low, as it I were looking up from about waist height.

At first I knew I had come here to be here for my family, maybe my cousin in particular. But now I was upstairs, in a bedroom, probably a characteristic young man's bedroom. I now realized that I was here to see my cousin off. He was shipping out for Afghanistan soon. This may have been my cousin's old room.

I thought about giving my cousin a gift. But I hadn't gotten him anything before I had come here. I starting looking around in the room, as if the room were some kind of gift shop, even though it was still the same old room. I found two shot glasses on a shelf. I took the two glasses off the shelf. It was like I was seeing this from a really low point, like waist height.

The two shot glasses had weird, notched bases and a black-line portrait of some famous person. I thought that would be appropriate, as my cousin either liked that person or the place associated with that person. I also found something else I could give my cousin, but I can't remember what it was.

I may have gone back downstairs. I may also have seen my cousin.

for the first time last night i used a dream timer, i set it to go off every 30 minutes. i think it was to quiet because i don't remember ever hearing it waking me up but i remember waking up plenty of times during the night. none of my dreams were lucid but i recalled more dreams than i usually do I think the dream journal is really helping out so heres my dreams in order of what i remember.

Grateful Dead
me and 3 of my friends were hanging out in my room doing nothing looking for something to do like usual but i remember i had a good amount of blotter acid in my drawer and i remembered thinking it would be sweet to trip at a concert right now. then mitchell said something about the grateful dead and next thing i remember its all 4 of us were in a big crowd at a field i took all 10 tabs that i had and i went around hunting for mdma and more acid because i believed the tabs to be bunk. all of a sudden the whole crowd started migrating towards a stage and i remember i was all the way in the back with some new age hippy (if that makes sense) i asked if he had any rolls or tabs and he said he did but he wouldnt sell them to me because we were all the way in the back i got mad but moved my way right up to the front of the stage rejoining my friends and the dead started playing and the scenery on stage was changing. but they were playing all new songs with parts from hip hop and slightly stoopid. the whole crowd was silent and i remember thinking this is the greatest music ive ever heard i blacked out after that thought.

School lesson in my driveway
i was in my drive way with other students from my school and my spanish teacher was there. she was trying to teach us different school subjects but one of the kids; wes was playing around with the footballs and other stuff from my garage purpously annoying the teacher, out of nowhere i started yelling at him telling him shes just trying to teach us its her job she just doesnt do it for no reason why do you have to make it so hard for her i dont think he replied with words but he kept trying to throw the football at me, then he apologized and i black out


chilling in my room to gokarting
for some reason my cousin cam was staying at my house for a week and it was me cam and one of my best friends Connor in my room just sitting there doing nothing but smoking weed i was on my gaming chair he was laying on my bed and Connor was on my couch there was no lighting in my room and it was wicked dark. when i asked cam why he was staying over for a week before he could respond the dream teleported me to driving my friend Joe's go kart on a sunny day in his backyard then i woke up and attempted to wild back into the dream but the hurricane kept me up

Started off with a really trippy part, I want to get that down first:

I remember seeing a screen and watching these pixelated, intensely colorful 3-dimensional objects flowing into and through the screen in succession like waves. There was some music playing too, and these shapes represented visually the way the music sounded to me. I was seeing very accurately the images I see in my head when I hear certain sounds in music. I wish I had a stronger recollection of it all! The one waveform/object-wave that stood out most presented itself after a bellowing strike of organic bass drums and brass - its thick, soft columns were orange and yellow, with caved in tops - identical at least in shape to the imagery I experience in my head when I hear sounds like that.

On a coincidental note, I read a few parts of Enter the World of Lucid Dreaming' yesterday, and there was a section that talked about surreal sensory environments that occur occasionally in dreams. This was definitely one of them.

In a dream I had just before waking, I was with my cousin. The first segment of the dream took place in the context of some war that may have been aliens vs. humans. We were piloting tanks and running from hostile tanks, causing and evading big explosions. It ended with us being at Camp Chawanakee, with my old scout master showing me how to chop wood after I had failed.

Date: 05-14-11
Length: 1.5 Days
Vividness: 9/10

My girlfriend Dakota and I were in the car driving. It was night time and I needed to pull over to a hotel so we could sleep. I pulled into the garage of a nice looking hotel which had different buildings for rooms all over the place.
I parked the car and went to go check in. When we got back to the car, it was surrounded by cops. One came up to me and told me how there's no use running. They had found guns in my car. I walked up to my car (my mom's Prius) and looked in the trunk. It was littered with cool looking guns. I ran away as fast as I could, and Dakota followed. As I ran away, the cops were trying to shoot us, but they had terrible aim and missed every shot. We got on these two bikes and rode away as fast as we could.
We waited it out for a while in hiding until day time broke through. We went back to the hotel very paranoid and scared. We saw the cops still around the car. They saw us, but seemed not to recognize us. We were still paranoid so we took the bikes and rode up this long hill to one of the hotel complexes. As we got to the top, night time was falling. We entered the building which only consisted of two rooms at the top of tiny stairs. We say down and started talking. Two men came out of one room and began talking to each other.
Suddenly, one of the cops comes in the hotel building and knocks on the door of the room opposite the two men. A woman and her little son came out. The cop explained how a man had arrived at the hotel with guns, but escaped, and has not yet been found. The woman looked scared, saying how she thought this was a nice place, and was asking what kind of man would do such a thing. The cop looked directly at us and I got really worried that he recognized us, but he didn't seem to, and left.
Dakota and I rode down to the gym of the hotel the next morning and went inside. My cousins Eric and Gregory, and my uncle Jojo were in the pool with some girl and I went straight for this weird looking cycling machine. I grabbed on the the top bar and Dakota followed. I almost fell off on the end of it, and Dakota jumped off. I started cycling and got really fast and flung off the cycle. I fell on to the top bar though.
I woke up forgetting everything, until I lifted myself up from the bed.

-frenchblablabla

3:00 AM

Rocket Ship Mattress
Dreamed that I was on a mattress that flew out of my cousin's old house(dream house) past moon, and other places. I had slight control over the mattress(not lucid). What a rush.

Transitioned to

Choral Daemon
Running down dark empty highway 108. Chased and quickly caught by daemon. His face was like carved out pitch-black choral with skin stitched to one side. Its hands were also jagged like choral. As it got really close to my face I could see allot more frightening detail below its brown cloak. It caused me pain by sticking needles and glass into my face and eyes(it hurt but not like it really would have.). Was pretty damn scary.