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PART 1 - CF AND PAP

I'm with CF (an internet personality that I know of but have not spoken to), and some guy - tall, athletic, "alpha" stereotype... reminds me of a friend of a friend, Pap.

We're at "their" place at some points, or at my current residence at others - that whole weird dream merging effect.

At one point CF asks me to tell them something about them self. I respond that, "it would only be a guess... well, like, an educated guess."

They seem stumped and say they'll "have to think about that one."

There was a lot more but I can't remember...

ANALYSIS

I have no idea what would trigger the thought of CF. Haven't viewed their content or thought of them in a long time.

This scenario seemed like the stereotypical jock vs deep guy cliche.

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PART 2 - LOOKING AFTER KID

I walk into my kitchen, expecting everything to be normal, but find this kid there - about 8 years old, boy, brown hair.

They're throwing a paper plane around (the nose is bent from crashing into things) and generally being a spazz.

I get the impression they have some high expectations of me because my brother has told them about me in an exaggerated way.

I ask where their parents are.

ANALYSIS

This may have been triggered by a kid who was spazzing at work. They didn't have a paper plane, but they were generally being loud and running about.

A manager at work, Mar, knew them somehow and tried to calm them down. I'd kind of acclimated to their noise and it faded into the background, I remember how quiet it suddenly seemed when they finally stopped.

Maybe when things "fade into the background," they're more likely to leave an impression on the subconscious? Maybe.

The whole thing starts with me and 2 of my colleagues from school taking refuge in a shelter. It had 3 rows of doors closed one after another and the final one had some sort of combination, not like a seif one. On the right side of the door there were some numbers placed in shapes, mostly triangles but they we're hard to see. You had to figure out 1 of the combinations to close a lock. it had several. After i did 3 of those i quited and went to lay down on a bed. There was a room with 2 beds, just like those found in hospitals. They were nicely done and the chamber looked all nice. There was another door which i suppose it was a bathroom.Now for some details about the plague. It spreads by touch. If you touch anybody infected you turn into one.They looked like some big zombies, walking around trying to spread the disease. They weren't the most intelligent zombies I've seen. They were kinda dumb but they weren't the only ones who transmitted the disease.There were other humans, particularly a young women, 25 years or so. After we lock ourselves in the chamber i lay down on a bed and think of what is happening outside.After 1 minute or so passes i get out of the bunker and head into a small building. It had only one room, and 2 windows. A small one which could be easily opened and a big one which seemed to be just a piece of glas on the wall. Inside there was the woman i talked about.She comes towards me and i just ask her to give me a little time to just say goodbye. She agrees and when she does a man walks past us. She chases him outside and i run to the bunker. After i enter we were to close the doors but she was coming for us. She was pushing the door. All 3 of us tried to close the door but her hand slipped through and was trying to infect us all.I pull back a friend and get touched myself. We close the door and when they( my friends) were coming to me i make a leap backwards and yell " Stop, she touched me!!". After she walks away from the door i walk out in search for a cure. The symptoms were beginning to show . On my hand i had some marks , as if the flesh began to rot. After some walking around i get a bright idea(well it was a dream after all)- Mixing the virus with the blood of a woman immune to the disease and passing it through a series of filters we would get the cure.I head towards her but when i try to get a sample of her blood nothing comes out. I try again and this time i aim for the biggest vein i could see. I finally get some blood and make the cure. I treat myself then start organizing a resistance. I get all of my friends, colleagues, everyone i ever knew and headed to a chamber down the hall.The door is opened by a tall women, 30 years or so and she starts to spread out weapons and drinks. When i get there she only gives me a bottle of vodka and said you'll find enough weapons laying around. I have none left. I take a mouthful of vodka and go on a killing spree. The first guy that shows up ends up on the floor after a series of punches and kicks.I grab a weapon from the floor and hide after a concrete pillar. 2 zombies go to a chamber nearby. I decide to test my weapon. It was pretty useless for ranged combat. It shotted 3 balls of light that moved slowly through the air.I missed. I get noticed and one of them heads towards me. I shoot him and his leg flies away filled with blood.I kill some more of these freaks and the dream ends. It was one of the best dreams i had for a long time

Commentary and Awake
Dream (Non-Lucid)
Lucid Dream

Last night was fairly restless. I attempted to do a WILD around 3:30, but failed and couldn't get back to sleep. Quote from my WILD-1 workbook:

Results: Success, sort of.

Meaning, I managed to have a lucid dream (YAY!) but it wasn't a WILD, and was lot later in the morning than I had intended. Plus, it was really really short, which was kind of a pain. So, here's how the night went: my alarm went of at 3:30, just like I set it to. I was already very close to if not awake, which makes me think I was pretty close to the end of my REM cycle. I got up, used the restroom, got a sip of water, and went back to bed. After that, I did my relaxation techniques, and settled down, ready to have a WILD. Here's where I hit the wall, like always: I couldn't get to sleep. For whatever reason, my body decided that I had woken it up, so it must be morning. I tried to stay mostly still for about an hour, and did a pretty good job, but there was no luck with entering the transition phase. At about 4:30, I decided to just try and get some sleep, however, I couldn't even do that! Part of the problem, I think, was that I was hungry, so that very well may have kept me from being able to sleep, among other things. I finally just got up, walked around for about half of an hour, got a snack, and went back to bed a little before 6:00. After laying another twenty minutes or so, I fell asleep and had one or two very vivid but non-Lucid dreams, which I'll put in my DJ after I'm done with this. I woke up, rolled over, and went to sleep again.

There was no transition, no SP that I recall, and I'm not sure if I lost consciousness or not, which is what makes me doubt this was a WILD. Either way around it, the next thing I realized, I was in my bed again in the same position I had just been in. I did an RC (pinching my nose) and I could breathe! I did a couple of things to stabilize it after I woke up, but it still ended before I could do much of anything. Very exciting, though.

Here's my actual dreams:

1: Out for Dinner

This was the least interesting and least vivid of the dreams I had last night, but nonetheless, it was a dream. I am sitting in a restaurant, chatting with a bunch of my friends. For whatever reason, the restaurant reminds me of my third grade classroom, but it is decorated much differently. I feel somewhat excluded and not a part of the conversation, which makes me sad. Pretty much all the friends that I saw in real life a few days ago at a pool party were in a dream, particularly one of my better friends who is moving out of state very soon. I have a feeling that this dream was a lot longer than I'm making it out to be, but it was mostly talking, of which I don't really remember anything.

2: Oceanfront Retreat

This dream was a lot more vivid and a lot more interesting than the last one. I'll try to recount as much of it as I can, though some of the order might overlap. I'm in some sort of an oceanfront retreat. It's a cross between a couple of places I have been on vacation this summer. First thing I can remember, I'm in some sort of large wooden building. I get the feeling that there isn't really air conditioning or much else like that, and it's very open to the outside. I decide to go walk to the beach. First thing I notice, the waves are ridiculously high- I swear, they have to be a good 20 or 30 feet. They are all a perfect blue with a white crest, really beautiful and scary at the same time. I remember the ocean is, though more rough than probably possible, extremely clear and detailed. It's kind of interesting, because one of the techniques I was using to relax was imagining floating on the ocean.



Anyways, even though the waves were so huge, I know me and all the other people watching are safe, because all of the buildings and the people are on a sort of bluff (small cliff), out of the ocean's reach. I find myself sitting on some wooden stairs leading down to sea level, next to an old friend and someone else that I didn't know. The old friend, C, is crying, and I ask her what's wrong. She says that she doesn't know me and doesn't want to talk about it, so I just try and comfort her instead. I find it a little weird that she doesn't recognize me, until I remember that I'm somewhat in disguise. Just then, I realize that C's friend is really attractive, so I start to talk to her. One thing leads to another... etc. I feel a little bad, though, that I'm ignoring C when she's as sad as she is, but I quickly forget about it.

Next 'scene' in the same setting, a group of people are going out into the rough waves. I overhear them saying that they have to go save the fish. They're wearing bright orange life jackets, some sort of breathing apparatus, and a lot of other safety equipment. When they go into the water, however, the waves suddenly die off, leaving a much calmer, clear ocean. I go out to see what they're doing and maybe help, and I see a couple of them trying to fix a buoy. Somehow, I also find myself just wandering around the streets and alleys of the resort, seeing a couple of people I know, but mostly strangers.

3: Home (First Lucid)

I fall asleep laying on my stomach, which is really weird for me, because I almost always sleep on my back. It felt comfortable at the time, though. I am in my bed, in the same position I fell asleep in. I know that I've been trying to WILD most of the night, so I try to do a reality check by pinching my nose and breathing. I can breathe, and so realize I'm dreaming! I then try to get out of bed, which is a real struggle. I feel as if I'm peeling myself out of my body. Once I finally manage to stand up, I feel no more resistance. I don't look back, though I wish I did to see if my physical body was still there. I go out into the hallway outside my room. I'm a little afraid I'm going to lose lucidity, so I spin around a couple of times to try and stabilize my dream. Everything in my house is a lot darker than it should be, saying this was around 6:30 in the morning. I walk downstairs to my front door, trying to imagine that it is bright outside. I open my door, but no luck: it's still dark. I try to force things to brighten up, which is when I wake up.

So, pretty interesting night. I hope that's the first lucid of many to come!

It started off as a Summer Fayre kind of thing and someone made me set up a giant slide. Then I remember everything being put away and the crowds dispersing.
I was sitting down but I'm not sure where and a boy came over to me and held my hand and started giving me money. I was really confused but then had to go and when I looked behind me I couldn't see him.
I asked Faye who pointed him out to me the next day but I can't really remember anything after that.

So then I was in my house.. Only my house was double the height inside. Every time I went up or down a floor I went up or down a year. The layout for each floor was the same as my house. Well.. I don't know if I went back in time or not but each room on each floor showed a different person from that time. I'm pretty sure one of the rooms I went in had Shakespeare in it. Live and moving though, so maybe I did go back in time.

So then I tried to get back to my normal house and found that some doors were locked. I saw my Dad on this floor too but didn't really click on that it was my Dad. I told him I was going to try to escape through a window (the tiny window in my mums bedroom). He then pointed out that on my neighbours roof (Melissa) there was a massive demon like thing with flashing eyes watching the house. Then I figured that my Mum (?!) was watching me from that house using the demon and she was locking certain doors to trap me. The demon was sort of bouncing and I think laughing? Only it wasn't a real demon. It did seem familiar but so did the whole situation, as if I've dreamed of it before. Well the demon was like one you'd find on an arcade machine or something.

The last thing I remember is sucessfully sliding out of the tiny window...

Again I didn't have very good recall, I actually suspect that I had a few lucid moments but didn't maintain them very long.

I'm driving a Lexus except it doesn't use normal controls it uses a Wiimote kind of thing. Some of my old school friends are there. Walter from fringe is in the car and comments about the heated seats at some point. We're traveling towards the yacht club in the town where I grew up. Instead we go to my house and I argue with my dad about being late. I try to find my own car to leave and can't find it.

not sure if this is the same dream or a new one... Some girls that I knew from school are at the same house as above, the house and next door are busy undergoing alterations. We go inside... the dream fades

I sky dive with some of my friends into carrington road from very low altitude. One friend opens his shoot too late but lands on it and he's fine. We pack our chutes hoping to find a place to base jump.

July 26, 2010

Synopsis: Akira characters, role-playing, a scary-house, vampires! And a terrible scheme to make money.

Trouble in Suburbia!
I watch Tetsuo and Yama sneak around an average american suburbia, trying to find Kaneda. After a while I enter Tetsuo's body to steal his powers, but I'm still very much female

Later on, the whole family has hunkered down into one bedroom to sleep. Not sure why. It was very dark and surreal looking. I couldn't sleep, but that was okay because I kept telling myself I have these awesome powers so I don't need to sleep.

I can see the dark hallway from the bunk bed, but not the front door it leads too. A loud banging startles me, and I sink down into my bed. "What was that?" I know I know, I'm such a chicken! Powers..pfffft

Dad pokes his head into the bedroom nearly giving me a heart attack. Why did he have to knock on the front door so hard at 4am when he had the key the entire time! My parents have magically transformed into other people I just take as my parents.

Mom and dad wake every one up, rise and shine, it's time! Time for what? Dad lays out his brilliant plan. Some sort of money scheme I'm not falling for. "All we have to do is put down one million, and we can make thousands!"

It didn't make a whole lot sense then, and it doesn't make a whole lot of sense now

"Wait!" I interrupt them "There's a psychic vampire spying on your plans! He's outside right now, I can sense him!"

I can see with my dream vision a pale sickly looking emo standing gloomily outside our home as the sun rises. (a twilight vampire? ewww!)

"He's a vampire!"

My parents quickly fold up their plans and head for breakfast instead. I fly outside. Mortals and their money schemes were soooo boring. Maybe this vampire will be more exciting company. I fly tauntingly over him.

"Why don't you come up here and fly with me?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you're a vampire, and vampires can fly."

He looks up at me annoyed, black rings around his pale eyes. "I'm not a vampire. And I can't fly!"



What ever, I think he's lying! I just start to fly around. And the 'vampire' just follows me around, I guess he was lonely. I woke up shortly after.

July 7ish 2010

Synopsis: A strange man in my bedroom claims to be the deceased brother of my friend. I don't believe him.

I am No Name
I was having a false awakening. My bedroom is very strange, like it's a mix of every bedroom I've ever lived in. Family, friends and co-workers come in and out of my bedroom, waking me up, asking me random things. Every time I roll over and go back to sleep.

I get up, and when I turn around, there's a strange boy sitting on my bed. He seemed so comfortable in my space it might as well be his bedroom. He was very nice and soft spoken. I don't remember all of our conversation.

But then he says "I have multiple personalities."

I think all of my friends are crazy, so I say "Oh, it's okay."

He lowers his head. What happens next was so jarring it made me lucid, but only for a few brief moments.

His head, hanging low, starts to shake violently! The hair transforms from brown to black. The neck completely detaches from the body as if on a hinge. The freed head-neck makes a complete 360 degree turn, going in and out of the chest as if it was only air. The head slowly raises up, and the neck snaps back into place.



His face completely changed!

"I am No Name. . . 'J'. . ."

I thought he was trying to steal my name! " 'J' is my name!"

He turns towards one of my drawings. "Did you use color pencils for this?"

"Yes! I had to buy a lot of pencils, it took me hours to finish it."

He looks around my room, and looks at me as if he's trying to analyze me. I wonder why he's so interested in me or why he's here on my bed. Then he tells me,

"I am Chris' brother."

I have no idea who's he talking about. I sorta know a Chris, but he doesn't a brother. Or does he mean a different Chris? When it's clear that he's confused me he changes his original statement.

"I am 'R's brother."

R is my friend from work. Her brother died years ago, and she isn't comfortable talking about it, at least not with me. So he was claiming to be her deceased brother visiting me in a dream.

"Really? You're R's brother?"

"Yes. And my name is spelled with two E's, not one."

"Oh, I didn't know that." Actually, I don't know what Rs brother name is.

He asks me "Is the family still living down on Wurzbach."

"No??"

But the question didn't make any sense to me. Because as far as I know R's family never lived on that road. They don't even live in this city!

Hey, I've got questions for him. "She doesn't talk about you. (It was years ago). Why doesn't she talk about you?"

He looks annoyed with my question and stands up. His face transforms again. This time he's anglo with fiery blond hair. I don't know what compelled me to say it, but I yell at him.

"Did you ever did anything to her? Did you ever hurt her in any way?"

He's pissed now! "WHAT ARE YOU GETTING AT? HUH? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY!" He nearly knocks down half of my room. I don't like that angry look in his eyes.

I woke up shortly after.

I was too scared to ask my friend if her family ever did live on a road wurzbach. Or if her brothers name is spelled with two Es. I figure this dream character isn't who he says he is, except that he has No Name.

Key: Non-Lucid, Lucid, Commentary/Notes, Hypnagogic Hallucinations

Three dreams recalled from last night. It's been a while since I've had multiple recall! I should have written down the second one during the night because there was so much to it, but oh well, you live and learn.

Clone Dance

I was watching people dance. They were on a stage and all were men. One of the men was there three times. He explained that one of the other two identical people was his son -- who was identical to him but about 2 inches shorter -- and the other was just doing a very good impersonation of him. The original guy and the guy doing the impersonation laughed and started to do a rather complex dance routine, which was pretty exiting to watch.

Cornered

I was in my brother's room. However it was lined with a rusty metal tank. The corners of the tank had been cut away. One by one they were covered up by objects that fit into the specific sized holes in corners. The final hole was filled by the top of a man's head. He was bald. I recognised him as Jesse from Burn Notice. I felt like he had betrayed me. It went dark, but then I remember being outside of the tank.

Taking the Fall

I was in one of my old science classrooms at back at secondary school. Three kids were there who were in the year above me, L, N, and P.

For some unknown reason they were coming at me as though they were going to beat me up. I told them that they were mistaken if they thought it would be so easy and that I could take all three of them. I quickly dispatched L to the ground and then tussled with N. P was about to attack me when he was struck down by a stool. I dropped N to the floor and turned to see that Elliot from Leverage was in the room and had helped me out. Turning to P I saw that the stool legs had impaled his chest and he lay dead, oozing blood.

The door to the classroom flung open. There was a man demanding to know what happened. I explained, but said that I had picked up the stool and killed P by accident during the fight.

Now the room was full of people. We had to stand in a line around the classroom, almost like we were soldiers standing to attention. I was told I had to stand at the end because I has a disgrace and that my future at the school was in question. I felt really sad. I looked around the room and caught Elliot's eye. He looked grateful by also very sad.

Someone was droning on about something. Most people were bored of listening and started leaning on the walls and desks.

Catching up again...

I was walking down a street near my house when I decided to do a reality check. I couldn't seem to count my fingers, so I did a nose RC. I reminded myself to do something later... What was it? Oh right, become lucid. I lost my vision, but I kept walking. I briefly got a scene, but then I woke up.

Crappy, crappy, crappy lucid.

April 16, 2010

Synopsis: My reality checks fail to help me realize I'm dreaming. But after falling out of a window I finally become lucid.

Lucidity Denial!
I had a dream about me and my cousins, bugs, birthday parties, cake and deciding whether to eat with plastic utensils or real silverware. I woke up, and I was going to write down the dream in detail. But I just fell asleep instead. (that happens a lot )

I'm outside in a parking lot, and some guy has a really nice futuristic motorcycle. He sees me eyeing at it and he yells at me. "What do you think you're doing! You can't ride my bike!". I back away from his motorcycle, giving him some space, and I just explain I just wanted to look at it. I don't even know how to ride one! I just think Japanese motorcycles are pretty. But then he laughs "Nah I'm just kidding, you can ride it!"

I'm hesitant but then its clear NOT riding his bike would insult him. Really, he practically bullied me to test ride his sweet bike. I take it for a quick test ride, but only around the parking lot, and only at parking lot speeds! The handling of the motorcycle is a bit weird. The kind of weird that only happens in dreams. I always miss this sign.

I thank him and go back inside to what should be a store. But it's my bedroom instead. I don't remember all of the events, but it's like I spend the whole morning with my sisters. A very 'normal' morning.

Suddenly I get this strange feeling. Something feels.....wrong.....off. But I can't explain it. I ask my sister if she feels weird, and she just shrugs. I look outside the window, and then I think "What if I'm dreaming?". I look all around me and at the trees and green things growing outside. I shake my head. "No that's impossible!" I tried to recall my day.

I remember waking up from a dream about my cousins. And I remember.....eating breakfast. Everything seemed normal, even me testing out a strangers motorcycle at the time seemed normal. But for some reason, I can't stop myself inching closer and closer to the window. And I just want to jump so badly! One part of my mind is screaming I'm dreaming, the other part is begging my sister to help me stop my insanity before I hurt myself.

I fall out the window. I'm drifting slowly, and peacefully, to the ground wondering if it's going to hurt. But then the wind carries me up and over the trees and I'm happy to be lucid and flying and dreaming! I soar over the tree tops. But then suddenly I end up in a weird dream landscape.

Boxes and boxes and boxes and boxes of toy dinosaurs in packaging! I didn't like this dream scene. So I grab a box and I try to enter the painted picture on the box. Very briefly I enter a primal world where the dinosaur toys came to life. But the dream was unstable and I woke up. This time for real, I think

(and if you're reading this, you could be dreaming!)

April 5, 2010

Synopsis: In two different dreams I question if I am dreaming, but the dream keeps fooling me!

Night Time Note: I wake up! I remember my first dream of the night. But by the time I grab my pen, roll over to jot down on my pad - I don't understand it. My logical mind didn't understand the dream and I could see the memory of it just fading. I close my eyes and struggle to retain the memory in some way I can understand it. I quickly write with my eyes closed "Know landscape is weird?".

I vaguely remember talking to someone about a landscape. This person pointed out to me that this landscape is weird. This person seemed to understand that this was a dream!

Dreams That Fool Me
In the next dream....I was at school again. This time I had worked hours on a lengthy project. My teacher sneers at it, muttered something disrespectful and walked away. I felt deflated! I could never please this teacher . As the class starts to critique I'm lost thinking in my head "What if this was all a dream?". I put my hand on the wall, and I pressed up against it just to feel how solid it was. And I kept sighing, "If only it was a dream! That would be so sweet. I hate this class!" I shake my head instead and tell myself, I'm only wishing that it is a dream. I woke up shortly after deciding it was all real.

You bet I woke up annoyed!

I had another dream that also fooled me. As I walked home I magically had two Kitties! Kitty number one runs indoors, but Kitty number two is running around outside. I try to chase her down to bring her inside where it's nice and safe, but I lose her. Oh well, I least I still have Kitty number one. It goes completely over my head that there should only be..ONE Kitty.

Something is very strange. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I know something is very strange. I question if I am dreaming. I turn on the light switch. At first it did nothing. Then after a long time, the light finally turned on. I knew that switches worked strange in dreams, but I told myself this is normal because we've got some bad electrical wiring that really does cause a delay. This is a difficult reality check for me. (In the waking I have to try several times to turn on the bathroom light.)

I go to my room, but I feel even weirder in here. Claustrophobic! I also have trouble seeing, it's so foggy in my room. I feel really uncomfortable and go back to the living room. I tell myself I'm just being paranoid since I'm home alone.

I'm writing in my journal, and again I question if this is a dream, because something feels wrong. I recheck what I wrote, but it's perfectly normal. I can read it just fine and I can reread it again! I tell myself, if this really was a dream it wouldn't be possible. Writing is weird in dreams right? But I kept holding the pen in my hand and examining it, something was odd but I couldn't figure out why.

Mom comes home and tells me she saw Kitty outside. But it goes over my head. Instead I start complaining that I can't see in my room. She checks out my room and confirms she can't get the lights to work at all. She described my room as being 'foggy'. To hear someone else call my room foggy, something in my silly head starts to click! I must be dreaming!

Just as I become lucid I wake up. I'm disorientated, I don't recognize this room at all. Where am I? I try to recall if I'm spending the night some where, but I don't remember visiting anyone last night. My gay uncle comes in the room and I become fixated on his bright green fingernails! It's the color I've been trying to become in my dreams.

I wake up shortly after, annoyed the FA fooled me. But remembering something is better than remembering nothing.