24.04.2014Parody About a Commander (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m inside a house that’s similar to one I’ve been in waking life, and this dream was probably correlated with the one with Lucy Liu. For some reason, the landlords who were Asian in waking life just seemed coincidental that I would be in this particular house, and have the other dream come at some point. I can see the house in full detail, and had a little trouble at times distinguishing if this really is a dream, or waking life. I start getting weird moments where I’m in a different environment talking to a girl wearing a red shirt, and blue jeans. She’s wearing glasses, has blonde hair, and looks a lot like one of the workers I used to interact with. Then I see a 3D model of some old man wearing your generic commander uniform, and he looks a bit like George W. Bush in some way. There’s some text scrolling down, and it was some kind of parody for someone, most likely the commander in the still image that the text was on top of. Even though I can’t recall the text word for word, I do know it was very funny to me. _________________________ 24.04.2014Trying to Give Lucy Liu the World (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m watching two people swimming underwater, and they seem to be looking for something under the massive pile of debris. I seem to have mostly viewed this dream in a spectator point of view through first person perspective looking at two people interacting with each other. Sometimes I feel as if there’s a fluctuation in one of the dream character’s form: It’s either the form of Slade from Teen Titans, or myself wearing a red long sleeved shirt with khaki pants. The other individual looks like Lucy Liu with her hair tied back, and the male is following her, I guess. There’s not much going on other than them continuing to swim, but then there’s a moment where the male tries to go up to the lady, braces his chest against her back, and starts hugging her while declaring: “I can give you the world.” She gets herself away from him, and they both continue swimming. I believe at this point, or maybe throughout the dream, I started to crack bad jokes at this Lucy Liu dream character, and I had a strange feeling that I did it to cope with the possibility that we may very well be the only people in existence within the dream; kind of like a post-apocalyptic implication, I guess. _________________________ 24.04.2014Brakes Don't Work, Met a Dinosaur, High School Pep Rally (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m driving around, and things seem to go just fine for a bit. The usual traffic, stopping and going. Then after a while, I have trouble trying to use the brakes, and I already seemed to have past two red traffic lights. I noticed that there were a few police vehicles dormant in random areas, almost as if they’re trying to meet their quota or something. However, despite of being close to them, they didn’t use their sirens at all. Maybe how I perceived what should’ve been a sensation of a vehicle stopping via brakes was messed up, or the cars themselves didn’t really have anyone inside to try and get me for driving past several red traffic lights. The environment seemed to be a fairly dark afternoon, with the clouds covering whatever bright lighting there is above. I decided to let go of the gas pedal, and just do whatever was necessary to avoid colliding with other vehicles, which wasn’t a problem at all. I stopped, got out of the vehicle, and the dream seems to have shifted to where I’m not inside a fairly enclosed hallway. It feels like walking through a museum that’s trying to emulate a tropical rainforest setting. I see there’s some people looking around, gazing at whatever features this section has. I noticed there’s a huge, and live dinosaur to the right of me. I was shocked for a few seconds, only to have the feeling subside when people seem to be petting it as if it’s no harm at all. It had light brown skin, and seemed to be very long laterally. It had a weird head shape, and I can’t remember the specific name of this kind of dinosaur. After passing through this section, I go through an open door with a bright white light, and I’m shifted into an environment that looks like a High School pep rally. I look for some seats by the bleachers inside, and I felt apathetic about being here in the first place. Everything just seemed so pretentious, just like how most pep rallies were conceptualized to me in school in general. I can’t really recall what happens next, and I don’t really mind not knowing.
I was sitting at a large circle table in an office that reminded me of the one I sat at when I was working with the Newspaper. There were some people there that I recognized from High School sitting towards the left side, while I was more center-focused. A girl that I was once pretty good friends with sat down beside me. She looked over at me after awhile with concern in her eyes and apologized. I asked her why she was apologizing to me when she hadn't done anything wrong and then motioned to the people sitting on the left side of the table. I looked over toward them and they were staring at me, laughing. They were making fun of me and I overheard them saying some choice things about me. I rolled my eyes and pretended that I didn't notice. My old friend told me that what they were saying wasn't true and that I shouldn't listen to them. Things that stand out: People from high school
14.04.2014Tranquilizer Gun Fails, or I'm a Lousy Shot (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m hiding behind a rock that’s probably 5 feet wide, and maybe 3-4 feet tall. I have a tranquilizer gun on me, and I believe I’m wearing a black tac suit as well. The environment resembles a jungle, and the ground itself had a color of white rock material that’s covered by all sorts of minerals, dirt, and grass. The area’s pathway I’m on seems to be curved like a “C,” where if I were to reach the end, I would probably have to jump off from a pretty high elevation to get to the lower section of this area. I’m as the bottom end of the “C” shaped area, and there’s a soldier patrolling around the section farther away from me. He looks kind of like a Panamanian guard that you would see in Splinter Cell: Chaos Theory, though I’m not sure if the design for the Gamecube version was different from the XBOX. How I conceptualized the whole experience seemed to have involved me looking at my dream self through third person point of view, and occasionally feeling my dream body as well. I try to take my time to aim the tranquilizer gun at the guard, and it seems this experience in the dream had to be reset several times because I was either missing the shot completely, or I didn’t shoot him anywhere in the head to hopefully make him unconscious quickly. One experience within the reset was that when I took a shot, and miss, some kind of random object launched its way over to the guard. The object was hard to see from afar, but I remember that it had a violet color with a slight overlay of blue. The guard turns around, looks alert, and isn’t hesitant in calling for backup. I can visualize how said backup would arrive, and there’s soldiers wearing some kind of dark yellow camo outfit with brown spots spread around it, along with them wearing black masks where only their eyes are portrayed through a horizontal oval cut-out. _________________________ 14.04.2014120 Subjects Learned? (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Apparently, I tell someone that I learned over 120 subjects in High School and at a University. Words come out of my mouth like crazy, and I felt like it was just coming by naturally without any intention of having to cover anything up. I think I stated I learned 110 in High school, and the rest at a University. Even though the dream didn't make any sense, it's kind of true of how you barely learn crap at a University, other than: Spoiler for university/college logic:
I am in my math class, and we are taking a test on material that I am not familiar with. That's basically all I need. I'm pretty much lucid right there, because I know it's spring break. But I still feel like I'm fighting for lucidity, almost as if part of me is trying to not become lucid. Whatever holds me back from lucidity, I fight past it after about half a minute. I know this a dream. I decide to try and fly out of the class. I stand up from my seat, and start flying. I can either phase through the ceiling or just smash through it. I get up to the ceiling, but don't pass through like I expect. I just start pushing harder and maybe I can just break through. The ceiling begins to bend and buckle, and I think in a few moments, it will break and I will be free to fly around. But now... this is really great. I mean this is just fantastic. My math teacher jumps into the air and punches me so that I go flying through the back wall of the classroom, and telling me that I could not leave this location (the school) until I had beat her at a fight. What then followed was a full fledged battle between me and my math teacher. I can't remember the fight blow for blow, but it did drag on for awhile. The fight had a similar feel to one of the fights from Man of Steel, in the way were were punching one another through walls and flying around the inside of the school. The fight eventually reached a climax where I ended up cutting part of her face revealing that she (my math teacher) was in fact some terminator-like robot with human flesh over the top. After this, I felt as though I could fight without remorse destroyed the cyborg.
03/21/14 6:30 am non-lucid I had a dream that I couldn't find where I parked my car. I was at a school of some sort, though I'm not sure if it was my high school, university or a mix of the two. This is because at one point my high school classmates were in the dream. But I was me, from present day, and they were older too. The dream landscape is similar to the one from my dream about the high school reunion. Different from my past dreams about high school and different from my dreams about my university. I was looking for my car with my girlfriend (no girlfriend in waking life). Or, boyfriend? At some point she became a girl. And I think at one point, she became my close friend from the dream about the farm. Despite having a girlfriend in the dream, I also had a husband (my husband from waking life). Someone once questioned (or I questioned myself), "What about my husband," and I replied that I'm still dating my husband too, like I haven't chosen between them yet. I've had dreams like this before in the past too. In which I have to choose between my husband and boyfriend/girlfriend, but haven't yet. The path we go down to get to the car is snowy, and there are various snow filled parking lots around it. Some too filled with snow to park in.
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3/6/14 The following is all one dream and did make sense as one cohesive dream when I woke up. However, I was too tired to write all the details so just wrote the highlights. Now looking back at it, these look like all kinds of mini-dreams, when they all originally worked together as one plot. I'm happy I at least wrote the main points down though. I also remembered that aquatic animals is another dream sign of mine. 8:15 am non-lucid Dream with Japanese Sign Language in it. Scene with aquatic animals and non-aquatic animals. Someone is after my family. High school reunion, my close friend from the farm dream and someone from my home church are there, even though they didn't attend my high school. A classmate of mine from Japan tried to get me to memorize a Japanese Christian song so covers my eyes when I sang. I meet a Deaf person who only knows ASL and a hearing person who is learning ASL and JSL. I try to sign with the Deaf person, but since I only know JSL, can not communicate. Eventually, I turn to writing down what I want to say. I'm worried he thinks I am making up signs when it's really a different language. I suppose I was just showing him I know a sign language too and it's nice to meet him.
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Dream Notes I was at work but in a barbershop. It was my Friday so I wasn't worried about overtime. Suddenly, I notice it's 8pm and an older woman tells me I'll be staying until 10. I get in my car and call Desirae but see her in the parking lot that looks like the one in Los Lunas High. I ask her if she's stalking me and we start talking. The woman shows up and I saw "You know it's my Friday, right?" she says, "Yeah well we're all working." I get out to go back to work and we see an airline plane. We hear that he won't make it to the runway behind us from that height. The airplane does a backspin but it fails and the plane crashes right after I exclaim that the pilot is an idiot. There is a huge explosion with fire and smoke everywhere around the crash site. I yell at Desirae to get the camera and I run into the bathroom to pee. I notice the toilet water is deep blue and start peeing. When I started peeing in my dream, I was also peeing in the waking world.
I'm sitting on the couch. My half sister walks over and sits too close to me. I'm annoyed, she starts trying to talk to me about how in high school she had this girlfriend named Jenny and then she begins to talk about what they'd do IN the bathroom while ditching and I interrupt her because I don't want to hear it, I'm grossed out. I start to walk away and she keeps talking about I'm a prude about and she gets louder so I throw a purple clunk of plastic that was on this table at her head, but it doesn't effect her at all, she just continues to stare at me she didn't even blink, and she's still talking about stuff, so I yell "bla bla bla bla bla" louder then her talking and that goes on for a good 5 minutes.
I'm in this outside hallway, looks that of my high school or middle school or some shit. I'm just standing there with two DC's while all these people walk places they need to be. I tell one of the DC's that I finally cut my nails, and then I show him, but then he just stares at my nails with a confused look on his face, then he looks at my face with the same look and then totally walks away. So then I look at the other DC that is with me and he give me a sad look then walks away, I wonder what I have done wrong, so I look down at my nails, and they're long as fuck but I remember I cut them in WL and also they have dirt under them, I feel annoyed that they grew back or I never cut them or something, but I was more confused as to why it offended those two people so damn much, so I planned to go cut them off.
Sleep at around 03:00, first awake at 10:00, then WILDed with my 9 minute iPhone alarm twice. 0) Dreams I don't really remember.... (WILD) 1) Walking around the outside of what looks like my high school (a place I seem to frequently dream of...), and then going inside. Lucid. I walk past what looks like a robotics room, filled with people but looking a bit grungy and full of people. I head deeper down a hallway and run into an ex, who I talk to briefly. She had longer hair than she has now. (WILD) 2) Arena / board game mix. Sandy, open air Colosseum like thing. Flat rocks were the "tiles" of the game portion, with game pieces being flipped on each. Lucid, I walked out of the building into darkness. After a moment, it faded away into the middle of a desert ruins. I started thinking of my dream goal and, as I looked around, I began to see signs of active settlement mixed in with the ancient structures. An ogre with an umbrella was walking off in the distance from what looked like a central bazaar. I'm hoping to get back into the habit of dream journaling as I feel it helps me recall my dreams. I find that as soon as I "solidify" them in my mind, I recall them rather well, unless I fall back asleep. Which is why my dreams before my WILD attempts are lost to my mind...
Sorry if this one is all over the place rather than the usual story form. The past 2 nights I have had a similar dream with 2 recurring themes - 1. I had to go back to high school to pick up some credits I missed (I didn't actually miss credits, I think the recurring theme of having to go back is because I took the easy courses - algebra rather than calculus, etc.) and 2. North Korean or Chinese armies were trying to take over the country. Last time I dreamed of an attempted take-over it was Russians. Sometimes I don't know who it is. Sometimes it's American military just trying to put a strangle-hold on the people. In my dreams both last night and the night before, I started off at school. The two were so similar I will just tell you about last night from here on out: I am at my old high school. I'm sitting in a writing class and trying to help a friend with some poem she's working on. This time, some of my old classmates are there, too, wanting to pick up extra credits. The teacher is pissed because some of the students are acting up. She's standing there lecturing on behavior and the rules. My friend and I are trying to decide whether we want to walk home or ride the bus. An announcement comes over the intercom. The principal says something along the lines of this: "Please avoid the buses and the front exit if you can. It's happening here, now, too. They're taking kids out at random. Just try to get yourselves home. The buses are dangerous. They're concentrated at the buses." Immediately, I am worried about my husband. I am wondering if they are at his work, or if I will get off this campus alive. I'm afraid I'll never see him again, so I start trying to think of ways to sneak out and get to a vehicle so I can drive to where he is. There are soldiers all around the school. Most of them are outside. I try to convince a few friends and random kids to come with me, but quietly, and some of them do. We sneak down the back stair well, the one that was blocked off and locked when we were kids. We know that if nothing else, there is a window in the stair well that leads to the side of the school, straight into a little woods where we will come out reasonably far from the school. We make it down the stairs and out the window. We run up to the little woods, but I get there first and hear gunshots as I go. I look behind me and see that some of my companions are down and others have split off and are running back towards campus. I want to continue on my way, but when I look just inside the little woods I can see that they've lined up coffins just inside the woods and I'm completely freaked out. I turn and see one of the teachers from my school, but she's smiling and pointing a gun at me and telling me to get back to the buses or she will take me out herself. She says she's going to let them know I'm a trouble-maker. She leads me back to the buses at gunpoint. I see that my choir director is doing his best to load kids onto buses safely and let them get off the campus. I jump onto the bus he's on and ask him if they can drop me off just about anywhere there are cars. I am figuring that with everything that's going on, stealing a car wouldn't be a huge deal and I can get to my husband. The bus is just about to pull off when the teacher with the gun gets on. She shoots a little kid right next to me straight through the forehead and then turns her gun on me, but my choir director nudges her just as she fires. For some reason, even though it just killed the kid next to me, this time it's just a BB gun and the BB goes into my eye. It doesn't hurt as badly as I think it will, but I can't see well. I pretend to be in horrible pain, and she decides that I will suffer more this way and gets off the bus. We finally leave the campus. The driver agrees to take me all the way to my mother-in-laws house, where I decide I will just use her car and go looking for my husband. But before I can leave, the whole neighborhood full of people is asking me to help them, to tell them what to do because they know the soldiers will be there soon. I try to tell them to hurry and gather up any canned goods, weapons, matches, whatever kinds of survival gear they can find and head for the National Forest. I tell them I will be there, but I have to go find my husband first. They say they want to stay and fight, and I try to explain to them that they can't... that they can only hope to escape, that they will never be able to maintain their neighborhood. There are no police or American military to help us. I eventually just have to hope they will listen to me, because I have to go find my husband. And then, just as I am driving off to do so, I woke up.
8.25.2013 Morning: Time travel. A group. Go back in time. Forest. Guitar. Weapon. Top view. Shooting. Battle field. Afternoon: Room, bed, based on my ... to my side, above. I initially thought I was having an OBE. I moved to my side and I was tingling all over. I thought maybe I was out of my body already, or maybe I'm still awake. Unfamiliar room. Dark room. I looked out the window, with vertical bars, also strange, unfamiliar. Greyish sky. I tried flying out of the room. My arms went through the spaces beside the bars, but I couldn't go through like a ghost. So I thought I was still awake. Mirror. Black small thing. Tech... Comm... Ran away from the room. I was chasing someone or someone was chasing me. I visualized a chain on the person's hands, and it clamped him down on the floor. He looked orcish. I ran and climbed up a wall. It reminds me of third-person dungeon computer games. Wide area. Like a castle. I climbed up the gate, and on top of something like a roof support (but it's not connected to the roof), there's a female warrior. I talked to her, asked what's going on. She seems okay to me, but another female warrior/guardian arrived, jumping on top of other supports, and rudely told me to go back. I taunted her, calling her names, like AngeliTina. ... woke up... Airport. Police. Time. 3 p.m. or 1 p.m. There's a plane crash. Don't care about my flight, which is at 7:49 p.m. I was too early. Then I started wondering: why am I going back to my hometown? Then a memory popped up of a high school classmate telling me that it's his birthday next Saturday or Sunday, and he'd want me to be there.
I was in some sort of a bookstore. I was reading a book. It's inside a Catholic school (DBTI?). The lady cashier (librarian) asked if I have a book like it, and clarified if it's mine. Not, it's not. I returned it, and she said it's overdue. I have to pay 21 pesos. I imagined it was already two weeks since I borrowed it, and I thought I was renewing it all this time. I gave her money, but she said, 'Only four [pesos]?' I took more money out of my pocket, and counted two 5 pesos and two 10 pesos, and decided it's a total of 21 pesos. I looked around for more books, and found a lot of colorful, hard-bound books, but decided not to borrow. I was watching a story before my eyes. An alien. I transformed into a creature. I howled. I was in a house. B showed up and we did something like a one-arm embrace or pat, then he went somewhere in the house. R was writing and signing something on the table. He said something about ignoring B. I wondered how can I do that if we're in his house.
I saw my high school classmates. We were in my hometown. Writing materials. There was a bus. We were going somewhere. To college? I went back quickly to get something from our 'house' (used to be a convenience store near our house IRL, but now an empty warehouse). I saw a thief breaking in. I was able to drive him away. He looked like a lanky teenager, brown-skinned (topless?) with curly hair. The room was dark, but the light from the sun outside gave me those details. I wasn't able to see his face, which was mostly indoors. I approached the police officers across the street and told them what happened, even though the whole thing was visible. They said something along the lines that, yeah, those things happen. I was no longer sure if I wanted to join the others in the trip. NOTE: Wrote this around 12 hours after the dream, from squiggles.
WARNING: Sexual content NOTE: Numbers do not signify any particular order. They're just for ease of reference for interpretation. A phrase: ''Trinity de Liberas'' . No idea what it meant. 1. Justice. I was in a room. Reminded me of a room I rented in college near a river. He was in the room beside mine. Although there were 'holes' in the plywood separating our rooms, I did not peek into his room, though I was sorely tempted. I heard him talking to someone, but I sensed or knew he was alone, so it must be a phone. I lied down on my bed, looking up at the ceiling, and noticed that the plywood wall does not go to the ceiling, so there's an open space between our rooms near the ceiling. I was looking at the opening when I saw him start to peek through it, all while he was talking on his phone. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, but I can still see him somehow. He crossed over to my room, still talking on his phone, and he looked me over. 2. A guy got pregnant. At first it was me, and then it wasn't me. When they took the 'baby' out of his (or my) stomach, it turned out to be a frog. Turned out that there's a particular species of frogs (it was clear when I saw or heard it but then forgot it when I woke up) that insert their eggs through the skin, and then it goes in the stomach/uterus to grow. I became careful not to go out with my body parts exposed. 3. I had sex with a guy, with me on top. I wanted it to be the guy on [1] but it seems it's not. This one is darker. After sex, we discussed the amount, or maybe it was a flashback. The room costs 3000, and he wants 600. He/I complained about the cost of the room. 4. I was outside our house in our hometown. I was naked, but didn't really mind. I love the cold. I was near the well-pump area. I saw my dad come out of the 'front' door, and he saw me. I waved. He quickly grabbed a towel to cover me and brought me inside the house. My brother was also there. (NOTE: I have no male sibling). 5. I was inside a house. A guy (L? He looked thinner.) caught a huge roach, about the size of an adult person's forearm and thick. The guy held on to its huge body with his left hand, and used his right hand to cover or play around with the head of the roach. I warned him that it might bite him. [Woke up. Went back to bed.] 6. I was inside a traveling train. It slanted a bit, and I played along by slanting my own body. There were a lot of people there. Caucasian. Then suddenly, the train went out through the 'door', almost hitting a girl on her way out and almost ripping my arm off by the door. It continued running off track through some wilderness. We passed near a gorge, running up along the cliffs and looking down the river. The wilderness was blue and green; it was beautiful. We continued trailing away from it, and through some tall grasses. We even crossed an old, rusty railroad. We finally stopped near a small river. There were people on the other side, and we had to cross the river and get our feet wet to get there. My sister was already walking in the river. I looked around for a dry path. The rusty railings. Some dry cemented area. Finally, on the other side, I looked around and saw a small grassy field and some 'trees' beyond it. Somebody mentioned 'glen'. I looked around, this time with more awareness that we may be in a magical glen. 7. I was in a hall, with a huge book displayed on the wall. The red and orange or yellow cover was ripped/vandalized, as well as some of the pages. I can see some of the writings inside, and they looked old, like a grimoire. I mentioned this to Rob. He took it out and put it on the table like he didn't mind the fact that it was ripped apart. 8. Justice. I was in a room. It reminds me of our room in first-year high school. More notes: * I ate nothing but bread and butter the whole day prior. * I avoided sexual activity for the whole day. * An old neighbor visited while I was topless. I felt 'exposed.' * Before I fell asleep, I happened to think of a dorm mate back in college who I had some sexual activity. He's dark skinned. * I went down this morning to use L's toaster grill, and I found a roach inside. I'm thinking whether it was precognition or I simply thought of the Madagascar hissing roach before I slept. Did I? I'm no longer sure. * I was supposed to read a small red-white-black book last night, but I decided not to.
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