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I had a pretty good lucid, I wish I could remember more of it. So last night/this morning I fell asleep around 3am after being on DV for an hour or two writing and reading DJ entries, woke up around 6am, went and brushed my teeth and put stuff away and went back to sleep shortly after 6. I had this dream and woke up again around 9:30 to write down what I could.


I'm not sure how I became lucid or anything. I don't remember much about the first part of the dream, only stuff towards the end. The environment was almost too realistic. I had to keep doing nose plug RCs to know I was still dreaming, because that was the only one that worked. My hands were normal, clocks didn't change (the alarm clock in my room said 10:42), technology worked fine, and text was readable. I was in my room for most of the parts I can remember, and everything looked completely normal; even the amount of light coming through the curtains and the position of the door were around the same when I woke up. I tried to make magic with my hands for the first time, but it didn't work. I also wanted to jump out of my window and fly around, but I couldn't get through the window for some reason. So basically there wasn't a whole lot to do.

I remember thinking in the dream that it was really long and that it seemed to have been around an hour. I even considered that things could have just jumped forward to make it seem like more time had passed, but I remembered everything that had happened up to that point. (wish I could now lol) I thought once or twice about waking up but quickly got the idea out of my mind.

I remember something about watching a ~10 minute long youtube video on my laptop, and that I skipped back to earlier in the video at one point. I think it was funny, and I think there was an old man with a beard in it, wearing a yellow coat in a snowy place. I was also talking to N on MSN. Everything on the computer was working completely normally. N was also dreaming apparently, and was telling me what was happening. At one point he apparently woke up but was still talking to me. He was like 'man do you know what I was dreaming about?' and I was like 'yeah I wrote it all down as you were telling me!' He then started rereading the conversation, at one point being like 'wait what?' because a lot of it was nonsensical words and gibberish. He mentioned one made-up word that started with M and was 5-6 letters, but I don't remember what it was. He said 'brb' at 1:09, but came back a minute or two later, and the last message in the convo I remember seeing was at 1:11 (PM I think).

Trying to entertain myself in my room, I started dancing at one point for some reason, but got tired very quickly. I was disappointed that I would get that tired in a dream.

It was nearing the end here and I was starting to lose lucidity. I looked out my window and saw a whole bunch of kids milling around in my neighbour's backyard. I was afraid they would be able to see me and ducked down. After that I took my laptop and went downstairs. My mom was there on the chair. I put my laptop down on the couch and went somewhere else for a minute, then came back and saw the laptop was open to a folder full of pictures I didn't recognize and it was downloading them from somewhere. I couldn't remember if I'd left my laptop in there with my mom all of a sudden and got worried that there were bad pictures on there and she saw them, but she didn't say anything.

Suddenly everything started to fade and I realized I was going to wake up. I couldn't feel my body and my vision was just a computer screen showing a pictures folder again, I don't remember what they were. There was a little orange arrow in between two of them that I knew was 'marking my place' somehow. I started to hear voices asking me things like, "Hey, can you hear us? Is this okay?" It was as if I was just waking up from some kind of experiment or surgery.

Then I found myself in my bed, did an RC and was awake. I grabbed my iPod to record what I could, annoyed that I forgot a lot of it.

This wasn't part of the same dream I don't think, but I dunno when it was so I'll put it here. It was just a fragment where there was this weird creepy TV show or something with these two creepy guys, and I was there with someone else while they were filming it, and I think there were a bunch of kids around too. We'd seen the script or something saying they were going to bring out a baby. They came out with this bag, said something and took out this figure probably around 6 inches long. It was apparently the baby and I couldn't really tell if it was a living thing or not, it looked like a Barbie doll except with kind of strange angular body shapes, and it was moving constantly. I was pretty sure it was just a doll though.


All that text and hardly anything actually happened, lol. After this accidental WBTB, I think I'll try doing one on purpose soon, after 3 hours, and see if I have any luck.

First thing I remember was running around the coffee table (old house) with some foot ball dude. He was practicing tackling and I was trying to prove him wrong. After a while, he was laying down on the floor and he was like "No, pass me. It's alright." I tried to pass him, but as soon as I passed over him, he kicked me up into the air and I landed on my face. It was hilarious for some reason. Then I went on i-am-bored.com and 4chan on Mom's laptop. Then I tried to convince her that anything besides the music board would give her viruses. It worked.

Next, I believe I was at high school, but it was the middle school set up differently. It was the middle of the year, and and I just started to do stuff. I remember Kevin Shaw and a backpack, and the gymnasium, but I can't remember what happened. I think he and others were bullying me? I don't know. I think I said something funny and got popular.

Then, I was walking around somewhere with Alec. I had this plastic bowl of unpopped popcorn, but the kernels were really small and tasty, and I think it was illegal to eat them where we were, which was a kind of mall, where we were looking for something. Since we couldn't find it, he had to eat some in the place and we both got arrested (me too because I was an accomplice). Frankie from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends led us outside. Next thing I know, we were wandering around this very modern/clean/philly-esque neighborhood, but it was DE that is was ours. I was like "That thing we were looking for? I have like two at my house. I could go grab em." Naturally, he was pretty pissed.

Then, I was at this strange Halloween world and I think there was this demon out to get me. I tried escaping in this...thing (it looked like a whale). Everytime we tried, we would reach the bottom of this acid lake and the back of the whale under the tail would split open, and this evil black gunk would ooze out. Then I would sew it up or something and try again and again until eventually, I was either an underling or a leader or a beggar (I don't remember if I was one of them or all three) at some weird palace place. There was a cup of gold that I don't remember where it came from, but it may have been related to the popcorn kernels. I (?) was giving out the gold, which did look like corn, to people who were in line. When I was down to the last of it, I was the beggar.

Then, someone in the palace mentioned a girlfriend being crazy. So then I was at Lindsay's friend's house (DE) and we went into the next room. It was established that we already broke up. She was just trying to get me back. In the next room, I was lying down with her and her friend talking. Then the door we were by swung open as some old lady kept letting her dogs in.

The last part had something to do with music and the piano. It was like some kid was embarrassed to play, and I said that I play, and I'm and old man (I'm 18 in real life), so there is nothing to be ashamed of. Somehow, this was more interesting in the dream. I also remember some sort of bars, and the top lit up, but I don't remember their purpose.
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/_____\ this one was bright red and it lit up.
/_____\ yellow
/_____\ bright green
/ \ bright blue. like flourescent colors.

09/07/2011
Fragment
All I remember is having sex with someone I know online. I can't remember who it was, though. I also had a false awakening, where I was about to jot down notes on the dream, but saw that I had a message from this girl in my inbox. In the note, she thanked me for an amazing night, and I had to sit there for a moment and wonder whether or not I actually saw this girl the night before.

09/10/2011
"Mystery Sprain"

I don't remember what happened in the 'beginning' of this dream, but I was in some sort of 'camp' area or something, and I saw a large group of my friends walking passed me. Apparently, some attack on our camp had happened, earlier on, and I was already injured. I had to limp my way to catch up to the others, and the pain in my ankle was excruciating. Having heard about the oncoming retaliation, though, I was eager to help them out. Holding a pair of nunchaku, I hobbled along and caught up with them. I can't remember who all was there, but I remember one of them telling me that I should stay behind, because I was hurt and probably would be more of a liability than asset. I refuted this, as much I could, and continued on with them, though the pain in my ankle was just growing more and more unbearable, with each labored step.

Finally, we came to a large ditch. I just kind of stared at it, reasonably intimidated. My friends jumped down into the muddy crevice and made their away across the ankle-high mess of wet dirt and grass. Me? I slowly attempted to climb down the side of the embankment, favoring the ankle which repeatedly sent shocks of pain screaming up my leg, with each descending step. When I got to the bottom, I looked across the low area, and the incline on the other side, which the others were already beginning to climb. It was then that I - completely disheartened - decided to concede. I knew I was just going to slow them down, assuming I was even able to make it across the muddy ditch without further injuring what was certainly a sprained ankle. Defeated, I turned around and painfully began to climb my way back up the embankment, and head back to camp. I didn't get very far before waking up.

(I actually woke up with a sprained ankle! From the way I had gone to sleep, I believe that my foot must have gotten wedged between my wall and mattress, and must have just gotten twisted during my nocturnal movements. The pain most likely worked its way into the dream. Definitely wouldn't be the first time it's happened, but it's been the most painful. Had to wrap it up for the following two days, afterward, but it's healed up now.)

- I was with a bunch of people at my old elementary school, and we had gotten caught smoking, so we had to hide in these bushes. They were at the front of the school, and they were partly bushes and partly art/sculptures? of some kind. It was like the side facing the street was normal bushes, and the side facing the schoolyard had material draped over it and was supposed to be some kind of abstract art piece.

Anyway, we were running away from these people who had caught us, who were the police or something, and the only place we could hide was behind the draped material. You could see us completely from the street, but I was concerned about anyone seeing us from the schoolyard for some reason. I hid, but then jumped out and ran a couple meters away to see if we were completely hidden from that side. You couldn't see anyone, except you could see this odd purplish soft-looking fire coming out. I went back and told whoever had the fire to put it out, then I hid again.

A few moments later, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned and saw a bald man, and realized they'd found us. He was handing out pieces of paper that said what we had done and our punishment. Mine said I had to give him $250 for him to not tell my parents, and I started crying to one of my friends because I didn't have that much.


- I was at school in design class. The room looked sort of like the computer lab I had design in last year, and it was a bit dark. My mom suddenly showed up, she was wearing a light blue t-shirt and she was pregnant. She announced that she was going to the hospital and asked if I wanted to come. She was acting really weird and I was slightly embarrassed. I was trying to decide if I wanted to go right then or not, I kept changing my mind for a long time. Finally I said I would go, and she left.

I left the classroom and started walking down the hall. It didn't look anything like my school or any building I've been in before, though it kind of reminds me now of a school or building I was in in a dream a long time ago. It was all white, very big and very complicated to get around. I kept taking wrong turns when trying to get out. I thought I'd found the exit, which was down a little side hallway and to the right at the very end, but when I turned, I saw there were just a couple steps leading down into an empty dark music/band room. It reminds me slightly of an entrance to the music room at my old elementary school (the one I was at in the last dream).

I turned back, and realized the exit was actually near the beginning of the little side hallway I came from and to the right. The door was raised pretty far off the ground and there was a big light blue chunk underneath it, almost like a step but not quite. I vaguely remember a girl being there. I believe I went through the door but that's the last part I remember.


- Weird fragment about some webcam show I was watching. At one point the guy on it had this little figurine that he was squeezing and fake shit was coming out of a hole in the bottom, and he was saying "shiiiiitttt" in a really weird voice.


- Also had a LOT of weird half-asleep dreams about talking on MSN on my iPod. This happens fairly often, but there were a lot more than usual. The only one I remember is me saying something like "I have something I think you'll like" and I got the impression I was selling something, and I had a picture in my head of the eyes of a drawing I was working on a lot yesterday and just finished today.


Note: 100mg of B6 and a bunch of cheese before bed. Felt similar to last night, but I forgot a lot more.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was probably at "my family's house." My brother and mother were around. I don't know about other people. My brother was having me act out something, and he was possibly also video taping it. It may have been a movie or a music video.

We were in a number of different bedrooms. My view was always kind of tight and low, as if I were the height of a child, with not much attentiveness to my environment. The rooms always seemed kind of small and barren, with white walls and slightly harsh incandescent light.

In a couple of instances, my brother seemed to tower above me. But our relationship was still of me as the big brother to him as the little brother. He seemed to want to impress me with whatever his video project was. I seemed to think the project was cool, and I was happy to be a part of it.

At some point my brother needed me to act like a "cool person." So I needed to wear black jeans. (WTF?) I may also have needed to wear a belt with square steel studs on it. My brother and I went searching through closets for the perfect black jeans. My mother was in one of the rooms where my brother and I were going through the closet.

At another point, we were outside the house. It was night. We may have been far from the house, possibly even in a parking lot. My brother knelt (below me now) at something like a toy chest full of jeans. There seemed to be plenty of black jeans. But none of them were right for some reason.

At another point we were in the house again, looking through a closet full of blue jeans. (I'm pretty sure that at this point my brother was much taller than I again, like I was a little kid.) My brother thought that, if all else failed, we could at least use the blue jeans. But they were all too big for me. So they were no good, too.

By this point I may have been walking around in no pants, just walking around in my underwear from place to place, looking for black jeans.

Dream #2

I was outside on a pleasant, sunny day. My view fluctuated from the left to the front. I seemed to be in the wilderness, in some open area with bare soil. It may have been on a piece of land for a cabin, or something like that. In both of my views I saw piles of stuff, like piles of discarded household items and furnishings.

I also, somehow, seemed to be reading a message from another website I participate on. My friend, MY, was telling another person, or a group of people, that she didn't judge some boy on the site for something or other.

MY then said, "----- (a man) and ----- (a woman) and I are going to have a baby. I'm pregnant with the baby. And when he walks around the yard, and his pants and diaper drop off, and I see his little bottom, I don't judge him. I think it's cute."

As I looked in front of me, there seemed to be a beam, like an upright beam of wood for the frame of a house. There also may have been other rubble, mostly wood, around the beam. Just beyond the beam there may have been a pile of household goods of some kind or another.

This dream refers to a previous dream I once had, depicting my cousin (who I will call "Yu" for the sake of this dream-journal entry) and his father (my uncle) suddenly deciding to go overseas.

Last Night's Dream:

I was sitting in my lounge room with my parents, two sisters, and one of my three brothers. There was a knock on the door, and my uncle, his wife and Yu came in. My mother mentioned something about them coming back from overseas and asked me if I remembered anything from that day (it was an actual dream I once had haha). [I only remembered some details however. It involved a hospital and POSSIBLY an older version of a friend's girlfriend (of whom I have no attraction to). I had that dream a couple of months ago BEFORE I started writing in my Dream Journal.] My uncle then mentioned that his son, Yu, had suddenly started to vomit afer his arrival back to Australia, so they took him to a hospital for a check-up.

My mother (suddenly knowing all the details EVEN THOUGH SHE WAS SITTING WITH ME THE WHOLE TIME AND JUST HEARD THIS NEWS ) then said that the doctor called it "Fidal". In my dream I was confused as I'd never heard an illness by that name before, and concluded that she meant Vital.

I decided to search up "FIDAL" on my laptop (when I turned it on, I had three internet windows open; two with 7 or 8 tabs and one with 2 or 3 tabs. They were all open on a forum with a dark background), but then a notification popped up telling me I had 8 emails (THE WEIRD THING IS, IN REAL LIFE I ALSO HAD RECIEEVED EIGHT EMAILS OVER NIGHT ) I went on to the e-mail site, but it didn't seem to work -.-, so I went back to searching Fidal.

I typed it in on Google, and a few results came back, but one stood out. I don't quite remember what it said, but none of the results had anything to do with illnesses. Then I got distracted by my oldest sister holding up a camera and videoing (sp? taping? can't think of other words :L!) everyone for no apparent reason.

Everytime the camera focused on someoen, their line of sight was shown in green (in the real world (dream world? :L ! ) ) I thought this concept was amazing, until I saw the camera focusing on Yu's hand and saw a big lump (that looked like a mmosquito bite). I then realised he had cancer. My uncles wife mentioned performing laser surgery, while my mum mentioned that he had recieved cancer because he frequntly disobeyed his parents (which is true in real life), and, due to this, we should all obey our parents more. I beleived it -.- (wtf?!)

My sister (the younger of my two sisters in that room, but older than me. I shall call her Mia for the sake of this dream-journal entry. She also frequently appears in my dreams, especially nightmares, possibly because I am very close to her) asked Yu if he wanted to be tall and built or skinny and short. (wtf? ) I thought this was insensitive as I was assuming he would die early or not eb able to get built, because he had cancer. Yu didn't seem to realise this, though, and nodded at hte former. Afterwards, everyone proceeded to leave the house to go to a neighbourhood park. Mia stayed back, however, and a pizza box and my sister's best friend (also a first cousin) appeared out ofno where. My sister and cousin then proceeded to proceeded to talk about school, while I watched some TV.

There was a show about nature hosted by the host of Australia's got talent (in my dream he was blonde though). He mentioned facebook in a negative way (can't remember what though). Another show came on, but I ignored it and went for a slice of very cheese pizza
I woke up after almost taking a bit of Pizza -___- it looked so yum </3

Okay so I had a lot of dreams and they were crazy.


- It was N's birthday so I drew him a picture and printed it on a bright blue t-shirt. The picture was weird and had like a hamburger and a dress on it and a bunch of other stuff. I took a picture of the shirt and sent it to him, then I realized I hadn't shown him the picture that was on the shirt yet, so I was like "oh I'll upload that now". He was collecting pictures of people's b-day presents for him and posting them on some forum, there were a lot. Later I was at the mall and thinking I should get a better shirt for the picture, and there was someone else there telling me I should.


- I was talking to N on facebook and he had posted a slightly annoyed status, and I posted a comment and added '<33' at the end even though it didn't fit at all. I was hoping it wouldn't annoy him but I was the 4th comment and all the others had hearts at the end too. When it posted though, facebook changed the <33 to a symbol of a heart with another half-heart attached lol, like this:

- Some evil guy had kidnapped N and me and a bunch of people and was trying to kill us. We were in this huge dark room and there was this big screen at the end that was like a portal we had to get to in order to escape. There were lots of obstacles and dangerous/painful things on the way to the portal.

At one point we were crawling on our hands and knees across chunks of metal on a slight hill, and a girl who was also there said a word I didn't understand. I asked her what it meant and she told me it meant crawling, and was like "it hurts if you do it too long". There were other words like that too, like the other people we were with were using a bunch of slang terms I'd never heard and they'd have to explain.

Then I was able to pause the whole scenario and draw new outfits for N and myself and then we would get them when we went back in. So I drew us these weird kinda futuristic outfits, and then decided we needed flying bikes, so I gave myself a lime green one and him a hot pink one.

Then it went back and we were in the room again with our new outfits and bikes. N was flying way up at the very top of the room which was really tall. I was really close to the portal, so I leapt for it, and right as I was about to touch it, it suddenly went all white, then had white bars across it, then shut off, and a booming voice declared, "PORTAL DISABLED".

The screen was on the side of a rocky cliff, and everyone looked up to the top of the cliff to see this horrible blueish sea creature/demon thing with a human face and head. The evil guy, who we couldn't see, was telling us that this monster was going to send us all through 8 challenges to be able to escape. I looked right into its eyes, and its eyes bulged way out and it shrieked loudly, and I saw this vision of how we all might die. I snapped back and realized it hadn't been real, then told N, who was beside me again, that I'd just had a dream about what was going to happen to us.

I don't know if we did the challenges or not, because the next thing I knew, it was all over and I was talking with N [again?] in a very peaceful nice field next to a pond. It was like watching a movie at this point; I saw both of us from a third person POV, though not very clearly, and I knew everything had finished somewhat happily and it was like a nice ending scene. My hair was in a bun with a weird round clip/tie and he had some sort of nickname for me.

Also sometime after it was over, I told him I had added the bikes at the last minute, and he said something along the lines of "hmm yeah I could tell, you should really stick to a theme" lol.


- Then I had a false awakening and "woke up" on the couch in my cousins' house, where I was actually sleeping. I thought 'wow that dream was really intense, I should ask if he had the same one'. [I did ask later, he didn't remember his dreams.] But then there was this thing where I thought maybe he was actually one of my cousins and that freaked me out lol.

Then my aunt was talking about how she could lucid dream, and I was like "me too!" I started trying to WILD, still in the dream, and managed to get partly into another dream a couple times, but kept getting 'woken up' by my cousins (not sure if I was actually waking up irl but I don't think I was). Finally I made it into a dream within the dream and was lucid in the new one.

I was at a shopping centre in my city near a movie theatre, and my aunt was there as well in her pyjamas, and it was just sort of accepted that we could and were sharing dreams. She ran off, and I walked around the corner, touching walls and stuff and inspecting them and doing RCs.

Then I thought of what I read in the School of Out of Body Travel book, about how it was guaranteed that whenever you stared at something very closely for a long time in a dream, it would start to warp and change. I stared at my finger closely for a while but nothing happened, so I started to wonder if I was really dreaming for a moment, but another nose RC confirmed that I was. Then I saw N was there [again :| get out of my head dude lol] so I gave him a hug.


- I then "woke up" back into the FA at my cousins' house, and they asked about the dream I'd just had, so I told them what happened. My mom then said she was making pancakes [she actually kinda woke me up irl to say we were having waffles lol so it got incorporated] and asked if I wanted strawberry, blueberry or both. There was a plastic cup on the table with a few halved strawberries and three fresh blueberries. I ate a large blueberry and it was really good.

I was playing an online game with a bunch of my old friends and some other people - I know K and HH were there, and I think NN and E were there too. I wore a bikini for some reason, also; the first time it was a black/rainbow one I actually have, and the second time (a different day? not sure) it was a brownish patterned and light blue one with shorts bottoms that K had apparently given me, which she commented on.

Everyone went in this chat thing before the game, which was mainly brown and sort of wood/earth tone themes and colours. Everyone's username was a random colour that changed every time you entered the chat. Everyone also had custom fonts and font colours. I was disconnected from the internet a couple times and had to keep rejoining the chat. Then I accidentally switched my font from Century Gothic to something else, and got very annoyed because I wasn't able to change it back, since my new computer didn't come with the font (a fact that I actually have gotten annoyed about recently haha).

Then the "game" started, and I knew it was a game the whole time, but I was actually inside of it. The game was fighting all these dragons and other creatures. All of them could speak English to us, in freaky dragon voices. The place we were battling was this giant fancy old building that was sort of like a church or a castle. It was very tall and made of stone with nice windows. The area around it was grassy and I think there may have been some water in the distance. The dragons all breathed fire and were different bright colours.

I stood at the very top of the building and was shooting at a golden dragon far below. I don't remember what weapons we had. The golden dragon was breathing fire at me but it didn't reach high enough to burn me. This made it very angry and it started saying things like, "Oh, you think you can get away from me that easily, do you?" and then it started climbing up the building, its fire getting closer and closer. This scared me, but I don't remember what happened to it. (Not sure what gender it was or anything.)

At another point, still at the top of the building, I was fighting with a guy, and there was a bright green dragon (or other creature?) who I think was inside the building and was just sticking its arm through this window/opening that stuck out of the top of the building, trying to grab or scratch people with its claws. This other guy and I were attacking its arm (again, not sure what with) and it did seem to be doing something, but I know both of us were hurt by the claws at some point.

I think I felt pain when I was attacked in this dream, which has never happened to me before. The pain didn't actually bother me or slow me down, fortunately. There were some brief pauses in the game etc, and I remember feeling very physically beat up and exhausted whenever I stopped playing, even outside of the game.


I found this one pretty interesting and I'm glad I could actually remember a lot of it, since it seems like I never can with dreams like this.

2Night I took some 5-htp supplements. Which resulted in a good deep sleep. I must have forgotten to put my alarm for WBTB cus I slept 10 hours straight.

Remember a dream fragment tho ; I was on this forum, reading the advanced serial dreaming RPG thread and I posted that i wanted to hear more about Wakingnomad's Denn dreams.

Then he posted something back something like ; "Yeah, well that's too bad ! I asked someone else I didn't ask you anything"


Somewhere last week i had some sick hallucination. I just have to post this lol.

I was trying to just get to sleep and I guess i was starting to get into SP. Suddenly i felt myself thinking about snakes. I thought to myself ; man probably gonna turn into a snake now
And yup.. a few seconds later i lost feeling of my own body. My arms where gone, my tongue was longer. I felt the inside of my body turn completely hollow. My skin felt thicker and thicker more like leather. I was feeling 5 times heavier than normal. I stuck my imaginary tongue out kinda like a snake and i wiggled about moving like a snake. I did this purely by instinct.
Normally when i get some animal hallucinations i can feel their feelings. A snake doesn't feel much. I just had a strong urge to go kill stuff and feed myself.


About at the point when my body turned hollow i started to get scared. I didn't want to be a snake. When i started moving like a snake i forced myself awake. Got out of bed and immediatly moved my arms to check if they are still there. Luckily they where... i don't ever wanna turn into a snake again, atleast not for now man.. it's scary.

Weird dream about eagle boys pizza. The beginning of the dream is unclear, but I'm sure I was in an Eagle Boys pizza, which was more like a Hogs Breath Cafe restaurant on the outside, and inside. It was some kind of school excursion, perhaps. I was using my school laptop to try and access their webpage to get information - perhaps on the llama, but the internet wasn't working or the website didn't have the information. The page looked something like a router settings page. We were discussing something at the table, I think it was about animals, in specific, pigs?

I remember discussing with a curly haired male - reminiscent of one of my friends about the signature of the Llama which was the security guard of the restaurant. I remember having passed the restaurant in a bus at the time, and trying again to get information about the restaurant on their website.

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Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a kitchen in a small suburban house at night. The kitchen was dim, as if lit only by a small fluorescent light from some place like over the counter or the sink. A small oval table filled up most of the kitchen. The kitchen opened directly to the living room and gave a straight view to the house's front door, which was open.

I seem to have seen everything from a point of view as if I were sitting on the floor or as if I were a small child standing near the table.

There were a lot of people in the kitchen. Some of them were probably my family members. Others were possibly friends of my family members, but I'm pretty sure I didn't know them. We were celebrating some kind of Asian ceremonial dinner.

My old friend L stood up and said that her husband was in the bedroom. Apparently he was too sick to come out into the kitchen with the rest of us. But he was still going to celebrate the Asian ceremony. I could see him in bed, wearing pale blue, 1950s style pajamas, sitting in a big, fluffy bed, possibly even with an old style ice pack on his head and a thermometer in his mouth.

L had prepared a whole tray of dinner items for her husband. The tray was silver, and there was a tall, thin, silver coffee pot on it. L herself was dressed in an "Asian-style" (???) black, silk mini-dress. The dress was sparsely adorned along the chest with gleaming squares of red and green glass or jewels. At the waist there were squares of diamonds (?) which were arranged to look like a thick belt.

L looked so beautiful, and her dress' adornments gleamed so brightly that everybody was stunned into silence as she walked out of the kitchen. In the living room she turned left and walked out of sight. One guy in particular, possibly a fattish, oldish man, had his mouth wide open in arousal.

There seemed to be much fewer people in the kitchen now. In fact, it may have been just my mom, one other person, and I. I now saw a line of older, Asian men walking into the house and filing into the kitchen. There were three or four men.

The men wore long, slender robes of a thin material like bed sheets. The robes were kind of neutral colors, like pale, light brown. They had kind of standard, paisley-like designs, like you might see on a bandana. The men also wore headdresses that seemed to be made out of something like wicker or twisted twigs. The headdresses were like three or four tall loops that tiered upward to look something like crowns. At least one of the men also wore eyeglasses.

Despite this kind of drab appearance, something about the Asian men seemed to be iridescent and gleaming, as if just a thin patina of some kind of purple, pink, and blue material were coating the crowns and possibly also the robes. I didn't know whether to be impressed by or disappointed by the men.

I ended up walking away from the table and into the living room as my mom began speaking with the men, possibly doing something like making arrangements for whatever kind of ceremony they might be performing for everybody at the house. As I walked away from the table I was probably seeing from the viewpoint of a small child.

I could hear my mom talking as I walked into the living room. When I got into the living room, it was daytime. The living room was kind of full of bright daylight. I turned left. I now saw from my adult height. One of my uncles possibly sat in a recliner chair at the left side of the room.

My mom was still in the kitchen, talking with someone like my uncle. I could hear her as if she were speaking from within the back of my head. She was complaining about my uncle (as if she weren't speaking to him!). She said, "I have a lot of energy to do things. Not like him. Because I don't do all those things he does, like listen to rock music and write weird stories on the internet."

I felt guilty because I listen to rock music and write stories on the internet. So I felt like maybe I was wasting my energy instead of doing useful things. I may have started looking at a tall, thin bookcase which was near the front door.

I now had a view of a scene like from a movie. There were two male police officers. They were plainclothes detectives, and they were dressed in suits, possibly 1970s style suits. One cop was black. The other cop was Mexican, and may have looked like a fat, worn-out version of Jimmy Smits.

One of the cops got shot in the stomach. The other cop seemed to be really surprised by this, and he opened and puckered his mouth as if he himself had gotten shot in the stomach.

Dream #2

I was in a room that was like a copy room in an office. But it also seemed to be part of some building in the woods, like a ranger center in a national park. There was a window letting in a moderate amount of natural light. But there were no lights on in the room, I think. The room itself may have been pretty cluttered. There was even a cot-like bed near the door into the hallway of the office.

I stood by the copier, waiting for some printing job of mine to come out. Apparently I was waiting for some kind of series of pages of charts or tables for a report that my boss was putting out.

The job itself was four pages long, each page with two tables. The tables themselves may have consisted of a title section and a body. But both the title and body were just empty rectangles. There were paragraphs of description between each table. A number of copies were being printed out, but they were interspersed with two other jobs that some other people at the office were printing out.

Both of the other jobs were being printed in color. They had green lettering. One just appeared to be the print out of a Power Point presentation -- although it seemed like it was only the back pages of the presentation: all the legal disclosures "fine print." The other report seemed to be written all in Arabic. It may have been a full report, including maps (of Africa?), but it also included a lot of "fine print" pages, also in Arabic.

The jobs were all being printed out so randomly that I had to sift through all the pages just to find my pages. I was getting so tired that I actually sat down in a small, cot-like chair right next to the copier's feed area and slouched far back while shuffling through the loads of paper that kept coming out.

I was apparently wearing khaki shorts and no shirt. My pale blue shirt, which I wear to bed at night, was laying somewhere, as if I had been wearing it, but I had taken it off. Also, at some point, bright, fluorescent lights were on in the copy room.

As I shuffled through the loads of paper, I became really interested in the report written in Arabic. I couldn't understand any of it, obviously, but it seemed to be about something really interesting.

Suddenly my boss opened the door. The chair was so close to the door that my boss couldn't open the door all the way. He looked in and saw what I was doing -- looking through all these other reports. He started to ask me about something work-related. But, disgusted with me, he stopped talking and just shut the door.

I felt bad for having been looking at the other reports. But I then wondered why I should feel bad. My boss had set me to the task of retrieving all these pages. And that's what I was doing. They were just all coming out so randomly that I had begun to occupy myself with other stuff in the meantime.

But, still, feeling guilty, I stood up and walked around in the copy room, as if walking around would somehow prove that I was actually working. The lights were off again in the copy room, and only natural light from the window came in.

I could now hear my boss complaining to someone, possibly one of his bosses, about how he had discovered me in the copy room, wearing shorts and no shirt. I suddenly became conscious of the weirdness of my attire, even though I had been aware of my attire before. I wondered how I could have worn my night time shorts and shirt to work, and what would have made me take off my shirt altogether.

There was apparently a back door to the copy room now. It was open. I looked out. There was something like a forest scene: pine trees, and grey, kind of chilly light.

I looked back into the copy room to find my shirt. I may have found it on the bed. I walked over to the bed. The bed was now full of food. A lot of the food was stuff like snack bars and yogurt-covered fruit and nuts and stuff. Some of the snack bars were like oatmeal with red jelly. There were also Ziploc bags and brown paper lunch bags on the table. There may also have been some kind of padded carrying bags.

I realized that I had to put together a few lunches, at least for myself. It wasn't quite like I was going on a hiking trip, but it was like I was going away for a while, and possibly into the woods. I may have been going with a group of friends. I started to focus on the task of putting the lunches together. I wondered if I would do a good job.

I was now standing next to my sister. My sister's best friend A was also in the room. My sister may have said something. I may have made a really careless comment that made my sister feel really bad about herself. I realized as soon as I'd said it that I shouldn't have said it.

My sister made a weird comment, in a cheerful tone, regarding the way people feel when people make bad comments about them. It was like my sister wasn't acknowledging -- maybe didn't even realize -- the bad thing I'd said. But she was expressing almost exactly my guilty feelings after what I'd said.

I looked at my sister. She was really short and really fat. She had a scrunched in, extremely solid-looking face, which looked like the face of A's mother, except that it was deep red and rock hard. I felt really bad, because I felt like my statement may have made my sister look like this.

It was now like the room was just a bedroom-sized room with just the bed in it. The back door still opened out to the forest. The floor was white tile. My mom now came into the room at some point and began complaining about my sister. I walked out of the room at some point. I walked into a hallway which may have led to a living room. I then came back into the room.

For some reason my sister and A had taken over the task of putting the lunches together. But they may actually have stopped making the lunches. We were still going away into the mountains. But it was also like we weren't going into the mountains. We were no longer going outside.

My sister explained. She said she'd heard some kind of siren-like or buzzing noise outside. This noise was something like either a man-made alarm or some other kind of indicator of a dangerous situation. My sister said, "It sound like there's going to be a lot of radiation outside. I thought we shouldn't go out there. I even think this might be the end of everything for us. There might be too much radiation in the air."

16.04.2011

Mixing from reality (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Yesterday I spoken with a friend, who I am spiritually very attached. She told me her husband and her had a common friend online (over the Ikariam game) She told me she almost divorced because she "felt" in love with the other guy who she has never seen. She realized it was almost a confusion.

I was watching this dream in 3rd person. I was following a guy who was arguing with his wife. His wife had a lover online. He was sure his wife loved him, and his very wife, also loved him, but he was confused. Some discussions happened during the dream. Suddenly, I was that guy with a made up wife. She started to lie to me and I reminded her I was able to read auras. I started to read her aura and found she was not being honest. She got nervious.

I had a FA in my room where I explained to my wife this dream. She got mad at me for no reason. I woke up.

February 5, 2011
Lucid Dream 176: The Freaks Come out at Night
Series: The Land of Dreams, Episode 1
around 6:00am
DILD

Category - WTF


I find myself in a high school classroom. I'm talking to one of my friends and a new student. The new student is Kurt from the show "Glee." The bell rings as Kurt was saying he was going to try and start a Glee club. I told him that he could count me in, and I asked him where we should practice. He said, "Don't you have football practice?" I thought, "Oh shit, I'm going to be late." I started walking through the school (which was much like my old high school, but 10x's larger). I walked through the weight room and there are absolute giants working out. Actor Terry Crews is doing running exercises with giant round weights attached to his ankles. I recognize a few people, but they are several times larger than their waking life counterparts. Several of these people are at least 10 feet tall. I felt like a midget walking through the weight room (gym). I remember justifying this situation thinking, "This is the biggest weight room in the state." I got down to the locker room and was putting on my shoulder pads, when my friend Mike walked up and said, "The championship is next week." I then responded, "Yeah, too bad we have already graduated and don't really have practice." I instantly became lucid after saying this.

I was a little bummed about it at first. I really miss playing football. I then shook it off and proceeded with the LD. I began flying through the school. As I passed doors in the hall, I glanced in to see what was going on. There were several normal classrooms and several oddities as well. I'm pretty sure there was a live donkey show about to go down in one of the rooms, but I decided against the disturbing nature of the situation and kept flying. I passed a room where cheerleaders were stretching. I stopped and enter the room. There was a very hot brunette laying on her back. It was Santana (Naya Rivera) from Glee. I knelt down and began performing oral on her. I could hear a teacher (cheerleading coach?) saying, "What do you think you are doing!?!" I just kept going for a while, until the dream began to get fuzzy. I backed off and performed some stabilization. The environment stabilized, but I was now in a different area of the school. I noticed I was in the front lobby. I noticed (out of the corner of my eye) a few odd looking characters following me as I exited to the front lawn. It was dark outside. I saw the flagpole and decided to climb it. As I climbed the pole, I saw there was a large group of people gathering around me. One was Wayne (a big dude who directed the little league sports programs among other things), the others were random people, and several freaks from the movie, Freaks (1932). Wayne attempted to push me off the pole, but only spun me around it as I ascended out of his reach. As soon as I reached the top of the pole, I heard something breathing behind me. I turned my head and saw a guy that was the same height as the flagpole. It was the giant, Mathew McGrory. He scared me a bit. I then leapt of the pole and landed away from the large crowd (which was started to annoy me). A couple of the freaks ran up to me and invited me to eat at McDonalds with them. I agreed and told them to meet me there (so they would leave me alone). The giant said, "You will be one of us." They all sang, "One of us, one of us, gooble gobble, gooble gobble..." as they head toward McDonalds. I then took flight to get the hell away from everyone around me.

The sky turned into an internet page. As I flew into the page. I was now inside the internet. I flew through internet page after internet page, most of which appeared to be google search pages (or other search engine results pages). I flew through dark-outer space like areas with flying envelopes (which I assumed to be e-mails or instant messages). Every now and then I flew through some viral infected pages. I could see areas of the page covered in a glowing red/orange web. There were small guys with spears and winged hats that were attacking the virus, which fought back swallowing some of them up. I woke up while I was still exploring the internet.

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What exactly does it mean to be KingYoshi? To find out, stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Good morning, everybody. My dream recall from last night is pretty fragmented, especially for the first dream.

Dream #1

In the context of something else I can no longer remember, I was looking at a website which offered some kind of songwriting (?) service. The user would either be charged by word written or by number of whole songs (?) written, depending on how many songs had been written and how long the songs were.

Dream #2

I was coming home at night. I was across the street from "my apartment building." I looked up to the windows of "my apartment" and saw that my lights were on. This, I knew, meant that someone was in my place, as if someone had broken into my place and was just hanging around in there while I was away.

I was now in "my apartment." I was going from room to room, trying to find whether the person was still there. I had a lot of rooms.

In one of the rooms, possibly the bathroom, I pulled back the curtains to the window. I saw that the window was wide open. I knew that the person who had come in here had gotten in through this window.

I went through the rooms, trying to find evidence that someone had been in my place. Was anything missing or misplaced? Was anything in disarray? But I don't think I found anything wrong. I may eventually have found some mess under or on top of a bed in a dim bedroom.

I eventually had one of my friends come over to investigate as well. I don't recognize my friend, and I'm not sure I ever saw him directly in the dream. He was an older, tall, white man with carefully arranged, grey, wavy hair. He wore a very nice suit.

At some point the man and I had left the apartment. I probably had to go on with my normal daily life despite the threat of this house invader.

But the man had an idea. If I stayed close to the apartment but I made it look like I had left the apartment building with no intention of coming back, perhaps the intruder would come back.

So now the old man and I were milling around in the deli near my building. I was probably looking at some bags of chips.

At some point, it may have become evident that the intruder was back in my place. The old man and I may have headed back to the place.

Dream #3

I was watching some old clip of a role Sarah Silverman had had as a child. Apparently she was in some kind of show about high school kids But she looked as young as an elementary school kid. She was also wearing a costume that looked like a plush easter bunny costume, except that it was Elmo-red.

Silverman stood on some huge stage, like for the Lawrence Welk show. The stage and the background were a seamless pink. Silverman stood with a young male friend beside a minivan, which was being displayed, as if for a game show. The front of the minivan was pointed toward the back of the stage.

Silverman was doing some act where she was supposed to be giving a huge, smart monologue about all the great characteristics of this prize minivan. But, as part of the act, she kept screwing up her lines until, out of frustration, she (still part of the act) threw the boy into the minivan and then slammed the sliding door shut.

Silverman then got into the front seat of the van. The shot was from the inside of the van now. It felt like the van was also oriented in the opposite direction.

Silverman was still giving some kind of monologue as she pouted and slouched in the seat, her knees up against the steering wheel. The monologue was supposed to be funny.

But the audience (of whom I hadn't been aware previously) was booing Silverman. Apparently they had been really offended by the way she had thrown the young man in the car, even though it had only been meant to be the comedic climax to her act.