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12.11.2011

Close to Home (Non-Lucid)

★★☆☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My brother is here. As is my mother and father.

I find this somewhat unusual, as I wander through my home, and they interact with me so jovially.

But no matter.

In the garage, now, I feel like practicing some guitar, so, using my TK, I pull it from my upstairs room, phasing it through a few walls on its way to me. Unfortunately, the neck is screwed up, most of the frets are missing, and the strings are incredibly short as result.

Just a glorified bowl.

I take a look around, noticing my brother coming down the stairs behind me. I doubt he'll have an issue with it, so I fill up the guitar with cocoa rice krispies and milk and start to chow down, moving out of the garage, towards the driveway, only to have my father stop me sternly.

He warns me about watching my behavior, and suggests I head back inside.

I oblige.
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We're hosting a house party, and there's lots to do, especially in the kitchen and out back.

Cleaning needs to be done, and things need to be cooked.

I help the best I can.
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Sitting on a cheap bed, in what seems to be a dank hotel room, I notice the dark outside, the sketchy neon street signs, and wonder what I'm doing here. . .

I was in a ridiculously huge sized complex (easily city-size) on some railroads together with my girlfriend. We jumped onto one of the slow going trains and I even had some sort of seat with me, and we stayed a while driving around the complex. The biggest part we got to see was looking like some concrete desert, with nothing interesting around. After some while we came across the more complex parts and I saw crossing railroads, people and strange rooms. At some point we got down because we didn’t wanted to be seen, but somehow my girlfriend was gone for the moment. I went to one of the rooms, which was sort of like a big open bathroom, with a glass door and walls and individually closed cabins. For any very odd reasons I had the keys for the doors and was doing some senseless stuff around there, locking and unlocking the door a few times in the process. Some of the dudes (a lot bigger than me) seemed to be pissed about the possibility of being locked in there. After some short but actually harmless fight I decided to cancel this shit and killed him with fire, he was pretty much exploding. There was some woman behind me, saying something and the scene was changing a lot, looking back the complex was gone and instead I locked straight into a city in bright daylight. I think some water came rushing in from the left, were the street was going down into the main city I think. The dream didn’t stop there but my recall became pretty hazy.

Judging by the city my recall resumed later:
I was in a bus or tram sitting on a seat besides the window on the left of the vehicle. There was a girl sitting on the handrail in front of me and my girlfriend right of her. She told me to switch to the free seat on my right, so I did and she leaned back onto me. We both chilled there for a while till the dream faded.

Keep in mind that I had just finished watching the film Predator before I went to sleep. Probably explains this one

Me and a bunch of others were on the run from the Predator alien thing. We were in some kind of town, which was running just like usual. By day the thing wouldn't kill anyone but by night it at least tried to kill someone in the group I was with.

We kept finding places to hide out at night. The thing always knew where we were - which building for example. So we had to find hiding places within the buildings we were hiding in - like hide and seek.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Nice piece of alliteration there in the title. Anyways...

This whole dream took place during the day, more in the afternoon, and in a parking lot that was a good 75x75 feet, with smooth asphalt on the entire ground and a fence on all four sides. This fence consisted of four rectangular wooden stakes that were flat on top, and a black mesh connecting them on all four sides of the lot; the mesh was fairly transparent but you'd have to squint to see what's past it on the other side.

Three adjacent sides of the lot were lined with cars, arranged very neatly in parking spaces so that their fronts were facing the fence and their bumpers were facing into the lot. You could see all the license plates, but given the situation in the dream I didn't bother looking at them. Smack-dab in the middle of the parking lot, facing the middle row of cars, was a shiny red Challenger. In it were Walter, in the driver's seat, and in the passenger seat was Skyler White of Breaking Bad. Walter was wearing a paler green shirt, while Skyler was more dressed up in a black pinstripe suit and white shirt; it looked like she had just gotten home from work or something.

During all of this, I was watching from the middle backseat of the car. I wasn't present in the dream at all as a person, but I was simply like a camera that was observing the pair. The interior of the car was grey, with black leather seats (it's a pretty weird-looking color scheme if you were to see it...) and there was a larger-than-normal storage box in between the two front seats, although I forget what the technical name for it is.

I knew that Walter and Skyler were looking at a car to buy their son, Walter Jr., whose birthday was coming up. They were running out of time to decide which vehicle to buy. However, they had already looked at a few different "parking lots" full of cars, so I guess this was the final decision.

Skyler spoke first, saying, "I like the mini". There wasn't a mini in the parking lot though, just pickup trucks and midsize cars.

Walter replied after a brief pause. "We should go to Burger King and get the Whopper."

He was in fact referring to a car, and not the restaurant.

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
My recall is returning with school, as I believed would happen! This entry is from a short nap I took yesterday.

It was daytime; I was outside on a vast plane of land. You could see nothing else but flat ground covered in dead grass, except for one long, stretched-out hill that looked like the raised side of a ditch. This hill, raised a good seven or eight feet off the flat ground, went on for at least a mile, and this was where I was walking. The entire area had a vacant air to it, and the sky was a single-tone hue of rather pale blue which helped to create this atmosphere. Besides my own rather brisk walking movements along the top of the hill, everything was still. It almost felt like I was indoors, but not quite. I kept walking and eventually started heading down the hill, but not sharply; I took my time and mostly kept going forward. The perspective right now was in third-person, and I was viewing myself from the ground level about ten feet away.

The perspective changed, however, a few moments after I saw a girl in a pretty blue dress come into my third-person vision. She had blonde hair and was a bit younger than me, but not by much. She was fairly slim. I was now viewing things in first-person. I took a few more steps, looking down the length of the hill. I then felt her presence and turned to look behind me, upwards towards the top of this hill. I saw her there and I felt threatened, so I started walking up towards her with a glare in my eyes and gestured suddenly with my right hand, pushing it up into the air and slightly towards the left.

The ground ripped up in a big chunk along the top of the hill, right in front of the girl, sending dry clods of dirt and brown dust everywhere. The cloud of dust was probably only a bit taller than my own height of 5.4", but some of it sank down the sides of the hill.

"Get out of here," I warned her as the cloud was still clearing up.

She was nowhere to be found after the dust vanished, but I knew she wasn't gone quite yet.

I was on my sofa in my living room facing the television. I was waiting for my partner, who was supposed to be coming over for the night. Then my phone started to vibrate. It was her. She said that she couldn't make it and that she'd be over on Sunday instead (which was the next day in this dream). I said that was fine, trying not to sound as disappointed as I was.

After she hung up, I decided I would text her to tell her not to bother tomorrow. I felt as if she wasn't interested and always had better things to do than see me.

I did the advanced task yesterday and this is the basic task completed (ironically this event happened against my will):

I was on very nice sandy beach with lots of people lying down, trying to sunbathe. At first I did the same, I sat on the warm, white sand and looked into the distant blue sky. Strangely, there were two enormous celestial bodies in the direction I was looking at but no-one found it the least bit odd. At this point I sort of knew that this was in fact not reality. Upon realising this, I thought "what the heck, lets just go nuts" and started sprinting towards the water. As I was closing the distance between myself and the water, the sky darkened rapidly and soon brilliantly lit stars filled the night sky. The moon also came up overhead and illuminated the entire ocean. The water was now emitting a sort of bioluminescent blue. I carried on running, and as I reached the edge I tried to jump into it to make a splash. But to my complete amazement I just bounced and slid on top of the water; I didn't even sink into it one bit. I touched the water to ensure that it had the properties of water, which it did. I tried to use my weight to force myself into the water but it simply didn't happen. I found myself on the surface and not even a bit wet. So I stood up and started walking. Within seconds I fell because the surface was extremely slippery. I tried a few more times, managing to stay upright for mere moments before toppling once again. Eventually I gave up and decided to do what penguins do - belly slide. It was definitely the most fun I've had for a while. On that surface I experienced little to no friction and I just kept on sliding. Eventually this dream world started to fade and became more and more blurred.

I woke up and sighed.

Myself and a bunch of my friends were in a field. It was a bright day and we had set up tents for the evening. One of my friends, Fred, had found out that someone had broken his glasses. He had picked them up and the arms had fallen off them.

06.09.2011

Weird looking villain. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a false awekening and left my house. It was day and very clear. I looked at the clock and realized it was already 1pm. I was worried because I had a lot to do in the morning.

I suddenly realized that I must've been dreaming. It was impossible for me to wake up so late. I took a small flight and suddenly realized there was a villein that looked pretty much like this:







I decided to follow the plop and realize what was going on.

I soon lost lucidity and saw this guy, laughing very loud. His laugh sounded very metallic and echoed. I saw some tanks and a hord of bikers. They were all supposed to fight. I felt that the tanks were going to win the battle, however, there were hundreds of thousands of bikers, so I felt that maybe the could win.

I find myself in the school(DS :headdesk: ) auditorium. We're doing absolutely nothing. We're all sitting here like a bunch of retards. Suddenly, the song "Brain Stew" by Green Day comes on. I sake my head and smile. I love this song. Isaiah, whom I'm sitting next to is pleased to hear a Green Day song as well. Now, after each two power chord strum, everyone claps. I'm really starting to enjoy this. Now, we reach an explicit line of the song. Oddly, it isn't censored. "Fucked up and spun out in my room." That was the lyric. Not to mention it pops up twice in the song. Now, we all go back to our homerooms(DS). I sit down, and for some reason, all of my clothes vaporize! Holy shit! I'm...I'm...I the nude... I run over into the next room, knowing that it's not in use. I put some papers over my crotchal area. Phew. Now, Mr. McBee(DS) comes in. Hey! What the fuck man?! Can't I have a little privacy. Now, Mr. McBee wants me to go to the office. You've gotta fucking mental if you think I'm walking to the office like this! So, he goes up to the office to get their clothing supply for me. He comes back, and he said all they had was girls' clothing. :guntohead: Mr. McBee(DS) now decides to make up a fake story. I'm an exchanged student from a foreign school who'll be here the rest of today. He shows me everything I need to wear, which includes a girl wig. The rest was a Japanese school girl sailor suit.

I'm surprisingly convincing. But it's still extremely weird that I'm cross dressing. Now we all head outside to the school(DS) yard. We see some professionals from NASA have shown up. They've set out scale models of experiments they're working. They've discovered most of the planets in the galaxy now. Amazing! They've organized them all. Volcano planets, deserted planets, etc. Interesting. Now, some asshole kid fucks with one of the scale models. He gets into big trouble. Now we decide to have a football game. I see Mr. Brown(DS) deciding on the players. I see Red gets accepted, and so do I. Now, as I run into the field, my disguise flies off, and I awake.

I was back in college, and me and some friends are looking for a place to eat. A girl companion suggested eating in a small and potentially unsafe eatery, but the rest of us voted against it, suggesting instead that we eat in a well-known eatery near the Integrated School.

We ate the the famous spare ribs of that eatery, and then we waited for a jeep to pass by. The girl we were with disappeared, and I was left with a college friend "M," who's an aspiring photographer. The sun is up, so we just waited for a while.

Then M said he's getting tired of waiting and started to walk towards our dormitory, but I just stayed and waited. Soon, it became dark, and when a jeep approached, I called M, but then the jeep was headed in the wrong area.

I looked back, and it's no longer the same area. It's now something like a small forest, and there's a house nearby. M said he'll go back inside, and since I was thinking the house is near the street, and we can see the jeep coming anyway, I went in as well.

The light was on, and there were sofas near the door. There's also a window looking out into the gloom, and the headlights of cars passing by are visible. I saw many cars and trucks pass by, but no jeep, and it's getting late.

M said something, and (not sure if I'm allowed to post potentially sensual content, so I won't post it).

I was out in the forest, watching a small, strange creature head a miner's hat, with the light on. A dragon came out from behind and bit it on the head. Other similar strange creatures appeared. They look like Potato Guy (or whatever) with miner's hat. The one caught by the dragon escaped by taking off its hat. The dragon spit out the hat and flew.

I was riding the dragon through the night sky, looking down on the city. I found the building I was looking for and we dived down. Inside the building, it looked like something like a business/technology facility, and there's a helicopter nearby. The color theme is bronze, with lots of glasses. There are many executive and security guys around.

An executive looking guy approached us and said they have been looking for us for a while. We stayed and checked stuff out.

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Dreamsigns:

college
Integrated School
person disappeared
potentially sexual encounter with a highly unusual person
place transformed into a forest
dragon
miner's hat
potato guy
flying
executive

Wow, this was certainly a vivid one, before this I believe I had some long dream about helping the length and vividness of my dreams, but I don't remember it at all. This, on the other hand, was great

My memory starts off in a shop in the middle of my city. It has large windows at the front, and the sun is shining in brightly. I caught the bus in, I think, with a couple of my friends Tim and Josh. They wanted me to leave, because the bus to take us home was coming and we were going to miss it. I wouldn't leave, because I was fascinated by the things in the store.
The lady who helped run the store was young, in her 20's, and looked like a bit like the comedian Sarah Silverman, crossed with the character Gooch from Scrubs.


The store sold small, homemade products. The ones I was looking at were small clay photo frames, with bright colours and weird designs - something made them really stand out to me. I asked the lady running the store about their products, and she sang me a song with her ukulele. It was funny, and simply just ran through a list of the quirky things they sold, and she ran out of things at the end, and finished it awkwardly. I thought the song was funny, but Tim thought it should have been better for a comedian, and proceeded to go with Josh to catch the bus to go home, leaving me in the store.

I stayed and looked at the other things in the shop, finding some small balls about 2cm in diameter filled with fluff, made from 4 pieces of felt. They were made of either red or yellow, and blue felt. I questioned the man from the shop, who was one of the lead characters from the Mighty Boosh, wearing something somewhat like he is in the picture. I noticed that they broke easily, by pinching them at the base. He said they were supposed to, and it made perfect sense to me, and reminded me of something from the show. So I bought a pack, since I liked them so much.

The bus I was supposed to catch with Tim and Josh came back around out the front of the store, and Josh came in exclaiming
"The bus went the wrong way and turned left and circled back around!"
So I left the store with him and got on the bus with them both. On the trip home, there was a really large sign, or part of a fence made of two wooden posts and a large piece of metal in between, which was flying through the air wildly around the bus. I was quite scared, and remember visualising that it could have easily crashed through the front of a car and killed people, and probably could have done the same to the side of the bus. It seemed to fly off as we continued to drive past it though, and I went on looking out the window. I remember seeing one of my friends out the front of a small house, working on his car. I hoped that he would be okay, and it was a pretty terrible time to be having car trouble.

The dream jumps to me arriving home, and I believe I was helping Dad in the garage, trying to find old computers. The image I remember here is also an old memory, and could be mixed in with the dream. I think it may also be why I went to the trinket store in the first place. I believe this was where the next section of the dream was introduced, where I had to help Dad take care of a bottle of bleach, which was trying to rehabilitate from a nasty drug habit. I think I may have used him to clean a surface at one point. The end of the dream is during the middle of the night, where I got up to find the bleach, passed out balanced over the edge of a painting, which was leaning against a wall where we normally have our kitty litter tray. This really confused me, as I couldn't work out what was happening. I knew the bleach was on the edge of the frame that was leaning up against the wall, but I couldn't see it properly. Somehow my mind made sense of it. I noticed that bleach was coming out of the lid and realised he had OD'd, and had choked on his own vomit.
"Oh Bleachy..."
After realising he was dead, I used the bleach that had poured out of his mouth (the end of the bottle..) and a piece of cardboard, (again, my mind knew cardboard didn't work well on floors, but then i realised 'Oh it works like a sponge, of course') and cleaned a white tile to a shine (where we don't have white tiles).

This dream confused the heck out of me when I woke up, and when I started thinking about it, I had to laugh at myself a little bit. How did I possibly miss any of those signs! A sign flying past caught in insane winds on a perfectly sunny day, a store run by two comedians, a bus route I normally catch every day taking me on a road which doesn't exist -- actually, a house which the sign flew past looked exactly like a house my bus goes past every day, but it was painted a pale yellow instead of a greenish black, and was on a road that overlooks the ocean near the beach instead of bushland--, and most importantly a bottle of BLEACH named Bleachy, which had a drug habit and OD'd! That night, we did break the bottom off of a bottle of bleach, and I'm pretty sure thats where that came from.

Before I went to sleep last night, I wrote in my journal affirming myself that my dream guide will help & wake me to lucid dream. I've never met them, but I think this dream which I remember so vividly was definitely supposed to help me lucid. Instead, I had the most vivid and random dream I've had in years! I know I'm close to it, and I'm confident I'll have full control.

09.05.2011

More Fire song (L-DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a FA in my room. I found funny that my L-DEILD technique failed, as it was fail-proof... I decided to write down my dreams, so I went to the kitchen table and opened the microwave for light... but it never opened.

I looked around and my vision was very blurry, found it out but I thought I might be tired. My wife woke up and said what I was doing up in the middle of the night. I told her the Microwave was not working, that I might been dreaming. She told me to stop talking junk and to go back to bed, that the microwave always worked bad (it does on my dreams, lol) I told her that I did not feel awake. I jumped a couple times but did not levitate. My wife got mad at me and started to talk out loud. I showed her my hand and told me, "So, having four tiny fingers is normal for you?" She said, "Yes" and kept complaining I just crushed the door and left flying while my wife was arguing.

It was day now and I decided to fly at high speed. I was about to look for Dreamer when I reached a big home where I met with my brother. I told my brother to compose a song about fire for me, to make my song longer.

My brother said he needed inspiration. I invited him to do pyrokinesis. His hands started to release smoke, but never fire. However, he said:

- Oh fiiiiiiiiiiireeeeeeeeee,
you destroy treeeeeeeeeeeeees,
make them fall
crash some trains
carrying teeeeeeeeees!

My brother said he needed a fire costume. He said he needed to go home to look for one. I touched him hoping his outfit would change, without success. He insisted in leaving. I told him that he was not my real brother as we were not sharing a dream. If he left, he would vanish. He left so I decided to fly away and look for Dreamer when I woke up.

04.05.2011

Messing with a Garden table and kicking the moon (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After a while awake, I went back to bed thinking over ToTM. It was already the 4th in the morning and I was not done yet. I also recalled that it was time to dream with Dreamer and based on my time, she was sleeping, so I could catch her. I fell asleep pretty fast.

I had a FA in my bed. In fact, it felt like if I never felt asleep. However, I had no vision at all. I focused on my surroundings and on my own body. I felt my body in bed like when I am awake. I could also hear my ears buzzing, but I considered is was normal because I wore ear plugs. I got out of bed, slowly, still without vision. I decided to jump and see if I levitated. Most of the times it works, but I just jumped. However, I made an odd noise when stepping the floor. I decided to jump again, and it was the exact same noise, so I wasn't sure. I took off my sleep glasses and walked to my living room. Everything was normal, even my cats behaved normal. I was not satisfied so I looked at my hands. They looked and felt normal, but when I counted my fingers, I counted eight, in addition, they were super thin.

I turned lucid and felt it was funny the resistance my mind was opposing this time, and how I overcame it. I looked right away in the sky, but it was day and I saw no moon. After a short flight to make my dream stable, I landed on a field. I started to look for Dreamer, but I could not see her. I saw instead a lot of zebras walking. I felt like some psychokinesis so I pointed at the zebras and taunted them. The zebras started to walk towards me, all of them, they were around eight or nine. I found it funny but I knew it was no psychokinesis. My dream was not stable enough and it had no quality, so I felt like more flying was appropriate. I flew at a hight speed, I could feel the wind in my face and the heat (not much) of the Sun on my skin. While I was flying, I lost vision only on my left eye. I focused on how to dream feels on my body when I recovered vision.

Suddenly, the quality of the dream dropped dramatically. I lost vision on both eyes and I knew that was going to wake me up. I kept feeling the wind on my face, so I anchored myself to that feeling. I also focused on Dreamer and our field, to take profit of the imaginary lost. Blackness was all I could see. I tried to use conventional dream recovery abilities. I knew that those never worker for me, as I was used to do my own recovery techniques since I was a kid. I started to spin, but I did not feel I was fast enough and it had no success. I also tried to rub my hands as last resort, but I recalled one lucid that I tried, and just ended into a faster awakening. My hands felt like if I had plastic gloves on, so I took them off and kept rubbing my hands. A few seconds of complete nothingness of feeling and seeing happened, until I started to see some sun light. I though I was awakening and what I took previously, were my sleep glasses. However, I started to feel wind on my skin, so I realized I was not in bed indeed. I could see a big field, made out entirely of grass. I saw mountains around me. As the imaginery recovered completely, Dreamer was in front of me and told me, "Finally Mister! It was about time! I missed you!" She hugged me. I told her the both of us have been very busy and we did not focus as much.

Dreamer grabbed my hand and we started to fly. She told me to go and mess up with the moon. We had a few minutes (or felt like it) of flight, however, I recalled that I needed to do psychokinesis first. We landed in a high end neighborhood. Dreamer told me that she wanted to speak with some guy and make a joke on him. Dreamer told the guy about something on his house, so this guy entered his house. When he was going, I saw a white garden table.







I opened my palm facing the table and channeled energy the same way I do in waking for energy healing and PSI Balls. The table started to shake and it soon levitated. I rose the table about eleven feet (four meters) and kept it floating right over the door of that guy. As he came back from the building, he grabbed the table without surprise and placed it around his neck. Then he walked to the left site of the patio and said something to Dreamer. I started to focus on the table again and it started to move, but the guy grabbed it hard and did not move. I focused on the feet of the guy and did the same hand movement. The guy (with the table) started to levitate and freaked out. Dreamer laughed and suddenly, grabbed my left right and started to fly saying, "Moon time!"

I was curious how my mind was going to handle not one, but two flying to the moon, holding hands. I knew Dreamer was dreaming, but I was not sure if we were sharing the dream. We got pretty fast to the moon. Dreamer told me we could kick the moon and set it right into the Earth. However, we were on the actual moon, so it was going to be hard. I told Dreamer, "You are good in growing your size! Let's do that" Suddenly, we were on Space, and the Earth was about four times our size. The moon, was three times as big as a basketball, but it still looked like the moon. I told Dreamer we could kick the moon. I also told her I actualy suggested that over the boards. I kicked the moon with my left foot and Dreamer with her right foot. The moon started to move at a fast speed towards the Earth. Suddenly, it became a fireball entering the atmosphere of the Earth. A few seconds later, the Earth itself started to crumble and exploded.

After it was done, Dreamer told to just enjoy our mutual company and fly together, so we did, but shortly, I woke up.

Expendables characters shooting and moving all crazy like, then someone had a plan that tipped over all the sailboats within a mile of this one port, then the water drained from the large body of water. Me and my brother brett were with some special ed kids protecting them from any dangers. One special ed kid that had bowl haircut in the summer heights high uniform, decided he was no longer going to take shit from these navy d-bags, he ended up headbutting one of the guys into the ground and all you could see was his hair(will was in this dream along with some gay guys).
At home my brother recycled alcohol from our house to go somewhere with my mom, then I picked up one of the bottles, it said apple zinfadel and it was a wine bottle. The label was also a holograph and had green apples on it.