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    1. Riding Motorcycles

      by , 06-04-2016 at 03:22 AM
      My mom, another person, and I were driving motor cycles around town. Mine was neon green and black. The other's were yellow and black and orange and black. My mom rode on the back wheel all the way up the road. We were all going kind of fast. We did a short loop around town before we got back. I was relieved because I had't driven a motorcycle before and didn't know how to drive it very well.
      Tags: motorcycle
      Categories
      non-lucid
    2. 15 Jan 2016: Lemmy?

      by , 01-16-2016 at 06:22 AM
      Before I fell asleep I was reading a book Frank Fritz wrote; "How To Pick Vintage Motorcycles". I got somewhere past Page 70 before going to sleep

      Sometime while I was sleeping, I was dreaming that I was in bed and Lemmy (Motorhead Bassist - I had never listened to Motorhead much, BTW) had a motorcycle parked next to my bed near where I left the book. I thought I'd like to tell Lemmy I liked his motorcycle, but couldn't because he's dead. Then he may have rode off.

      Yes, if you haven't heard Lemmy did die some time before I posted this.

      Updated 01-16-2016 at 10:50 PM by 61868

      Categories
      memorable , non-lucid
    3. #34: Chess theft

      by , 11-20-2015 at 09:28 AM
      I didn't really feel like writing today Sorry if this is a bit unreadable.

      Fragments
      » I'm in a restaurant with my mom and a lot of other people at our table. We're with at least 8 people. We're there for lunch I guess. At least not for dinner. The prices in this place are ridiculous. I think I'm not really hungry... At some point some more people join

      » I'm entering a minivan. There are at least 2 girls in there which I know, as well as some other people. One of them tells me that I smell. Well obviously! I wanted to shower but the shower was occupied.

      » I'm somewhere alone with my girlfriend, watching a movie. She decides to sit on my lap and kiss me. She makes a comment about me still trying to watch the movie while kissing. I decide not to watch, but to listen instead. At some point later on she says she missed something in the film.

      » Something to do with a train or a train station.

      » I've entered a building, or I'm standing in front of it. It's already evening. I'm not sure what it is exactly that I'm doing. It has something to do with KPN [telecom provider]. My bike is parked here, as well as my moped and the motorcycle I just arrived on. Either the bike or the moped falls over. I place them somewhere where they won't fall easily.

      » I'm in the house where I used to live in Indonesia. I'm talking with one of the Dutch girls who's living there right now. There's a guy present who I believe is also Dutch.


      Chess theft
      It's daytime. I'm driving around the city I used to live in, in Indonesia. There's nothing about it that looks like that city, I just know that I'm in that city. I'm with a couple of friends first. We all have our own moped/motorcycle. I feel like the same thing happens twice: we split up at a certain point, leaving me with Daniel. The roads are empty most of the time. I feel like we are driving through a shopping street at some point, where you're supposed to walk. We stop at a small shop. There's a motorcycle inside. I think that's what's caught Daniel's attention, though I'm not sure at what point Daniel turned into someone else. He sits down on a barstool in front of the shop, takes a pad of receipts from the shop and a pen and starts writing some info down. One of the two ladies running the shop tell him he can't do that. He keeps doing it anyway, not even bothered by their protests. At some point it's now my Indonesian friend. She knows just a few Dutch words, mostly swear words and she starts talking to the shopladies that way. I intervene quickly and tell them that she has no clue what she's saying and knows just a few words. She's very proficient in using those few swearing sentences she knows. I try to make her say a sentence she hasn't practised yet, to prove to the shopladies that she isn't Dutch and this is all a big misunderstanding.

      I'm riding again. Not sure if it's still Daniel or already Sven who I'm with. We ride through a supermarket. At some point he has a car. I'm thinking to myself how stupid it is to have a car in this city. It's totally not convenient with all the traffic jams. But for now it's fine. I'm driving a semi-automatic motorcycle. I feel that I'm shifting gears with my foot every few seconds. We drive on the left side of the road, as we should. We go through some corners and end up at a sort of junkyard. It's definitely Sven who I'm with now. We enter the junkyard. It's inside a dim warehouse. There are a lot of racks divided over different aisles like a supermarket, all filled with oversized chess pieces. Somehow Sven steals some, despite their size. I walk away to another aisle. If he gets caught I can at least say I'm innocent.

      A kind of cat and mouse game ensues, with Sven hiding from the owner and the owner suspecting, but not being sure that someone is in there, taking his things. I talk with the owner to distract him. His name is Ivar or Ivan. There are 2 pawns on the ground. Very small ones. One is purple and is made from furry material. I hand it to him. I also hand him the other one, though I don't recall what that one looks like. We talk some more and he hands me a USB stick which has the shape of an envelope. I recognise it and he allows me to have it. Nice! I still needed one. I walk outside. Sven tells me I did a shit job in there. I tell him I managed to distract Ivan/Ivar, so he should be happy.

      Updated 11-20-2015 at 09:43 AM by 71740

      Categories
      non-lucid , dream fragment
    4. 071115:Wallet Full of Cash, Teacher Giving Rides

      by , 11-07-2015 at 02:21 PM (The Dream Journal)
      Finding a Wallet in the Trash
      In my old room from childhood, but lots of the details are different. Grey day outside, a bit dark. It's really messy, something that caused a lot of anxiety in me as a teenager. I see a cardboard box with a little trash in it, it has a picture of a goth girl smoking in it. As I turn away, I suddenly want to take another look at the picture. The box now has a black trash bag in it.

      I open it and it has a sleeping bag in it. It has drugs in it. A guy's friend had thrown it out to keep his friend sober. The sleeping bag also has a wallet in it and it is full of cash. I feel excited about it but I know I should return the wallet, cash and all.

      Outside it is a sunny day in the center of a city, there is a used book store. Outside a car parks, the guy comes out with the friend who threw out his drugs and wallet and the friend's girlfriend. The guy is angry at his friend for throwing out the wallet, although I get the impression that the guy knows his friend's intentions were good. I know why he is so angry since I saw all the cash in the wallet. I struggle, should I give it back?

      Back in my room, I see a teacher of mine. He is looking for his wallet. I give it back to him, cash and all, and he is really relived. I feel good that I did the right thing.

      Motorcycle Ride
      Outside a store near where I live, my teacher is giving people rides on his motorcycle through the grey day on the winding road, trees on either side. I feel myself lean as we make the bends, he stands on the stirrups of the bike to get balance, he isn't worried about crashing. Back outside the store there is a hotdog stand where people are going to get a greasy snack to eat.
    5. 011115: X-Files on VHS, Jurassic Park Mayhem, Eating Canned People

      by , 11-01-2015 at 10:22 AM (The Dream Journal)
      Dream 1: X-Files Taped on VHS
      The first episode of the new season of X-Files is on. I try to get to the living room of the old apartment from my childhood but I'm somehow stuck in my old bunk bed. It's dark outside. I'm missing it! Somehow I get up and I see that my mom is watching it on VHS, she taped it. I see the episode, it's in amazingly high quality, no distortion to speak of. I look at the VHS player, it's pretty new. That must be the reason. Mulder by the edge of a forest at night. I try to rewind it to the beginning but my mom says she wants to watch it to the end since she started. Using the rewind and fast forward features are hard. It goes back but then forward all of a sudden. It starts to speed forward out of control, what am I going to do? I try to stop it but it stops in a stomach-lurching crash, that sounded like it wasn't good for the tape. Now I can see distortions in the tape as it plays back. Now since I've seen the whole video is rewind it's like I've seen the episode and there are no surprises anymore.

      Dream 2: Dinosaurs on the Loose in Jurassic Park
      I'm in Jurassic park, it's been renewed and looks new like in the Jurassic World movies. I'm in an area that looks like a modern airport terminal, lots of windows. Outside where one would usually see the tarmac of the runway there is thick jungle, the sky is dark like a storm is brewing. There seems to be some problem, an emergency and staff try to cram people out into a safer area. There is however a group of rich tourists who refuse to move, having paid a great deal to get to the park. A fat tourist guide like Dennis Nedry sides with the rich tourists and tries to come up with a tour on the spot. As they start to get together to move I see dinosaurs outside are getting agitated, the sky is getting darker than it was, lighting is striking making the dinosaurs even more upset. Nedry says that usually they let tourists take pictures during thunderstorms, the pictures are way more impressive. He can't give an answer as to why the rest of the staff doesn't want them to now.

      The dinosaurs rush the terminal. Pandemonium breaks out. People are running around, dinosaurs are running down the halls. I first try to run to one end of the terminal but Nedry yells that there's a T-Rex there. I run in the opposite direction. I see large dinosaurs running down the hall that looks like the malls that can be found in many airports. Some of the dinosaurs are still skeletons, running down with massive amounts of energy. Where am I going to go?

      I run into the women's bathroom, I hope no one is in there. It's a cramped toilet, my head almost hits the ceiling and my shoulders scrape on the metal walls of the stalls. I run into one stall to hide, maybe I'll be safe here. I try to duck down so women who enter the bathroom won't see I'm here. I see Jerry Seinfeld in the stall in front of mine, the walls of the stalls are so low I can see over them. Another guy enters, I wasn't the only one to have this idea. The bathroom is so claustrophobic and cramped I begin thinking that being outside is the better option.


      I'm in a dark room, trying to remember a dream. I start writing it into my journal?!

      Dream 3: Performing with Friends
      I'm in a small venue, it's dark and windowless like a basement. I'm going to perform with two of my friends. There are a lot of bands lined up to play before and after us. I talk to a woman about getting her bass amp working. It's a "virtual" amp and can be used as a program or as a holographic projection, I pull the amp out of thin air. (???) After some talk with my friend about what we are going to play and talking to some of the patrons we get up on stage. We start to play and it's going really well, really getting into the vibe of it, we get a a good beat going. I play a solo that goes really well, but gets a little crummy to the end. After the first song I realize my guitar isn't plugged in. I try to put it into the amp behind me. As I try to play there is some kind of distortion like a song is playing in the amp that isn't in synch with the song we are playing. Is is radio distortion. I see on the face of the amp that a video image is playing like a TV, how do I turn this off? I ask my friend who is in front of me and we try to pluig my guitar into the other amp. It also is playing the same TV program on the face of the amp, two people walking in a yellow field on a grey day like a documentary on rural life in the UK.

      After our set I see that one band made of girls has drawn little cute female characters in colored pencil on paper, it's on the table. Someone submerges the paper into water for the effect of the characters swimming in the water, they shine. This angers the band, the drawing is ruined. I think it looks pretty cool.

      Dream 4: Eating Canned People
      I'm a a friend's place. She is there with her husband and oldest son. I'm playing withe kid as the two of them are sitting on the sofa by the window of the balcony. (not its usual place). She talks to me about the stuff I'm learning, maintenance and fixing things. She and her husband start fighting when he mentions that learning to fix things is useless since everything breaks at some point anyway. I try to remove some of the pressure of the argument by saying that it's precisely that things break that I want to learn how to fix them. Despite this, my friend is still angry with him.

      On a sofa across from them, I take out a small can that has a person inside. It looks like a sardine can and I ask their son if he's interested in trying some. The person is small and smooshed into the can, the head and face take a lot of room, and the face is all messed up. I pull out a piece, and despite my trepidation about eating something I've never tried, I try the piece I tore off, just to show a good example to the kid. It's always good to try new things. He looks nervous but takes a piece anyway. I begin to wonder, isn't cannibalism taboo?

      I go outside to check on my motorbike, it's cold, dark and snow is on the ground. It looks like where my grandparents lived up north. The bike was my grandfather's from the war. When I get to it I see it has been stripped for parts, the motor stolen. The saddle, like a bicycle's, is balanced on the top of the frame. I'm really angry and sad, how did this happen? It wasn't out for a very long time. How am I going to break the news to my grandfather, I'm sure I locked it. I'm about to go inside but I'm scared to break the news to him.

      I pace outside, now I can't even leave this place, that bike was my only way out of here. I'm really upset about the whole thing. I wake up feeling some relief.
    6. Escaping from the police

      by , 08-25-2015 at 08:30 AM (Snehk's Dreamlands)
      I was in a desert city. I wanted to get back home, but I didn't knew the way, and for some reason, police was after me. I have stolen a car, and then I wanted to drive away, but I was stopped by the police barricade. I saw a motorcycle, moved out of car and drove on it away from the barricade. Suddenly the sand desert turned into a glacier. There was a ramp in front of me, and I drove over it, and flied in the air for long time.
    7. #193. Objects of Faith

      by , 08-12-2015 at 04:21 PM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      I drive a motorcycle across my hometown, and realize I forgot my helmet. Oh well. I'm also carrying a baked potato in my jacket pocket, and it's falling apart.

      ---

      A nest of vampires in an otherwise benign-looking place, like a post office or a government building. S has warned me, but I come back anyway.

      Vampires are repelled by objects of faith (Dresden Files), but unlike the stereotype, they don't need to be Christian symbols. The eldest vampire stalks towards me, and I have my pendant in my hand (the question: does the onyx within it represent me or the people I believe in, because I don't necessarily have faith in myself...) and I strike, pressing the pendant into the vampire's skin. It sizzles and burns, the vampire trying to get away, shrieking.

      It's cries draw the other vampires, and I draw back to swing a fist, my Celtic ring coming into contact another vampire.

      Later, I'll be asked if we can do an empirical test to determine whether the gold of the ring or the silver of the pendant was more effective against vampires.

      ---

      "Who's your commanding officer?" demands a formidable looking black man with a military bearing.

      "I don't know yet."

      "Good answer," he tells me. He is my commanding officer.

      When a small group comes to tell me I'll be joining them, I look back to him.

      "Sir?" I ask, and he instructs me to join the group.

      We board a plane. There are more than a dozen seats left when I come in, but one of my squadmates is arguing with a blond, thinner man who's already seated.

      "These are for the paratroopers," says the seated man. "We don't have any seats for you."

      I approach and tell him that we're assigned to this plane, and will be taking some of the seats. He is angry, but we end up seated, anyway.

      I'm sitting next to a superior officer who's played by an actor I can't remember the name of. He's a heavier-set black man and he asks roundabout questions about my place in -- and loyalty to -- our shadowy organization. I tell him I will do what needs to be done.

      The plane is in the air. I stand up and walk down the aisle. "It's time," I say to one of my squadmates as I walk past. She's a darker-skinned woman with long, curly hair.

      We're in the air now. The six members of the squad are gliding towards our destination using wingsuits, flying through the chilled air.

      "We can make it the whole way," the woman I was talking to says over the comms.

      "Negative," I say. "We're losing altitude. Chutes on my mark; aim to land at the planned point."

      I see a red plume of light indicating where we should land.

      "And... NOW!"

      We deploy our parachutes and land on the ice next to an island. Before I know it, we have skates on and are making our way towards the shore.

      A red pickup truck meets us. We put skate guards on our skates and a few of us climb into the cab, the rest getting into the back of the truck. I'm making plans with the driver.


      Scare factor: 5/10. Lots of fun and adventure, felt in control of the narrative the entire time, despite not being lucid.

      EDIT for new rating system (and formatting colour):

      Adventure: 8/10
      Control: 8/10
      Fear: 2/10

      Updated 08-12-2015 at 11:21 PM by 31096

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    8. Fragments

      by , 03-08-2015 at 06:05 PM (Keitorin's Dream Log)
      I had a weird past couple of days and my recall was off for one of them. I'm starting a new exercise routine, and I think it's messing with me too so while recall is really important to me, exercise is even more so, so no more waking up during the night and typing up dreams until I get a bit more of a handle on the exercise.

      Also, I highly recommend an RPG-based habit-forming site, HabitRPG. It's helped me a lot with my goals and remembering to do things!

      March 7:

      -Vivienne (from Dragon Age: Inquisition) is a villain in a group with two other people.

      -Something about betrayal. And Tsukiyama (from Tokyo Ghoul)?

      -Me and Nicole(?) are riding around on a motorcycle(?) together.

      Inspirations: Mom’s dream about motorcycles. A Tumblr post with Vivienne that I noticed because I thought she looked sad. Some Tsukiyama posts I saw.

      Today:

      Creepy dream about Dave secretly having a crush on me and acting, well, creepy. I get onto a computer and see that he has a messenger up talking to someone about it/me. I don’t get a chance to see much before he’s coming back. I hurriedly shut the laptop lid and leave. As I’m walking away, I realize he’ll be able to tell what I was doing when up opens the lid.
    9. Motorcycle Rampage in the City *(Lucid + Basic Task Attempt)

      by , 08-26-2014 at 02:39 PM
      Monday, 25th August 2014

      Moon Cycle:New Moon in Virgo

      Tarot card of the Day: Ace of Cups

      Mayan Calender:Blue Cosmic Storm

      Nostril less blocked on awakening: Right (Masculine,left brain,logical/analytical)

      This dream occoured on the start of the New Moon on Monday when my girlfriend,myself and two other friends (another couple) decided to hike up one of the nearby mountains and camp out in a secluded cave for a night of shamanism and star-gazing.

      As the clear,still night fell we all consumed a small amount of plant medicines in the form of a tea (San Pedro and Psilocybin).
      The effects where felt, although very mild.
      We made a fire and began telling stories,playing music and chanting before falling asleeping just before the crack of dawn.


      Dream:

      I'm speeding through a city which resembles my hometown on my black Enfield motorbike, still on the initial lucidity realization high. I feel confident and invincible...there seems no reason to stabilize the dream.
      (ln retrospect I should have, as I only maintained a surface level of lucidity)

      I weaved through traffic, knocking pedestrians and cars to pieces knowing that no real bodily harm could transpire.
      Or could it?
      I asked myself the question while taking a particularly long and wide corner and the mental doubt caused the tires to slip from under me .
      I began to slide with my right leg being dragged underneath the bike.

      Swiftly I jumped up and let my bike continue to slide away while i scurried to my feet.
      "it's just a dream,its just a dream...",I reminded myself.

      There was a feeling of angst that the dream was about to end, which caused my behavior to become erratic and crazy to say the least.
      Even though I was conscious and somewhat lucidly aware,it was as if my primal male instincts took over and I was observing my dream body on auto pilot.

      I saw a frozen yogurt cafe on the sidewalk where I just had crashed and sprinted into it in a frenzy.
      Jumping over the counter where various cakes and sweets where displayed, i proceeded to stuff as many flavors of frozen yogurt in my mouth using the cooling dispensers which lay along the far wall.

      "What are you doing?",the cashier shouts from across the other end of the room.
      "Whatever I want!" I reply in a commanding tone.

      I double take at the cashier and notice she is extremely attractive.
      Curly brunette hair ,deep brown eyes,olive skin, curvaceous body and full lips.

      My "cave-man" mentality at the time gets the better of me and I grab her by the arm and pull her into the back room.
      Strangely she complied without any resistance.
      The erotica that ensued was very intense,fast paced and primal...with ripping off clothes, loud shouts and groans and the collision of sweaty bodies... often being thrown around the room.

      Then she uttered something in my ear...
      "Remember what you are here for...."
      I was struck by a sudden clarity and lucidity again.
      "The dream task!"I exclaimed.
      I left the sexual escapades in the back room and ran outside.

      Many dream characters where sitting on the sidewalk in the sunshine drinking around round white tables.
      I took a seat at one of them and asked a chubby short man to tell me a foreign word and its meaning.
      He replied in something that sounded similar to Spanish.
      I then asked a middle aged lady sitting adjacent to him the same question,and she replied in what I could make out to be a French accent.


      Upon awakening I was unable to recall the words or their meaning...only the unique accents in which the DC's spoke.
      Arg.

      Almost!
    10. Guilty Festivities in Tuscany

      by , 08-19-2014 at 10:57 PM
      Saturday, 17th August

      Moon: 62% illuminated waning gibbous (21 days old) in Taurus

      Tarot of the Day: Knight of Pentacles

      Mayan 13 Moon Calender Date: White Self Existing Dog

      Nostril open on awakening: Left (feminine side/right brain)

      Dream:

      A sprawling Florentine city lay before Matt and I.
      (Matt is one of my best friends,although we do not see each other anymore as he lives overseas)
      We explore the Tuscan city fully prepared up with our backpacks and camping gear.There seemed to be a reason for us to avoid authority on every occasion that they appeared.Why I do not know

      The was an electric charged energy of festivities that lingered in the air,and there many females paraded around the narrow streets dressed entirely in white.
      Woman's day perhaps?

      We reach an empty silo made of large off-beige coloured bricks. Inside we find many thin wooden poles that have their one end firmly concreted into the wall, with the other side protruding outward. We glanced at each other and I can telepathically tell we're both thinking the same thing...
      Monkey bars!
      My conscious perspective shifts to the 3rd person and I watch Myself and Matt climb and swing from one pole to the next,slipping a couple of times but saving ourselves with a swift grab and grasp on the lower poles.

      I find myself in a big open plaza with my black Royal Enfield motorbike,the same one I had when travelling around India.
      A group of excited and most likely intoxicated middle aged ladies are celebrating in a big white double decker bus with the roof removed about 30 metres to my left.Shortly after, they exit the plaza in a frenzied blur.

      There's a cold breeze out, so I lay along the length of the long motorbike seat and cover myself with a blanket.
      Jenna,a petite girl with blonde dreadlocks and piercing blue eyes approaches from behind to chat with me. I can immediatly sense the attraction between us and I invite her to come join me under the covers.
      She surveys the parking lot anxiously, and I can see her think twice about my offer, but eventually she obliges.
      We begin to talk about how body warmth is the best thing to keep warm in this cold weather. This was just small talk as the fondling began to escalate, with me spooning her tightly from behind.
      I stop.I know this is wrong.I know that she has a boyfriend, and a child with the same man. Guilt grabs continue hold of my gut and my primal nature is unhappily halted.
      Jennas initial reluctancey of joining me made complete sense.

      We continue to chat about bland surface layer topics without the previous sexual aura, yet i know that she began asking herself question.
      "Why did he stop?Surely i made it clear what I wanted by jumping under the covers with him??"

      Later, around the lunch table, I see her boyfriend sitting with a black beanie covering his long hair... and his smiling eyes greet me. I act as if nothing has happened.

      The plaza now seemed to be a full on festival,and in the corner of my eye I see my parents,looking startled and out of place.
      I decide to give them some pure MDMA to ease their anxieties.
      "What the hell is this??",my mother asks worryingly.
      "Just trust me and take it.", I tell her as I break the large pinkish-white crystal into two pieces,giving the bigger half to my Father.
    11. Lame Bat Man

      by , 08-19-2014 at 04:58 AM (Schmaven's Dream Journal of Randomness)
      I am the new batman, just finishing up the right bat costume. Unfortunately, I still have white socks, drive an old Buick, and work at a lousy low paying job. On the way home, I drive through the park, and see someone getting mugged. I'm too tired to stop and do anything about it after work, and have to work again early tomorrow, so I drive past, trying not to let them see I'm batman. Both of them see me, especially the white socks and white undershirt. I park the car in front of my house, and blow up an inflatable decoy batman to leave in the drivers seat. Going inside, I don't yet notice that the inflatable batman has somehow managed to start the car and put pressure on the gas pedal, slowly driving away down the street.

      I run downstairs, and get on the motorcycle to chase after my car and recover it. Going way too fast, I nearly crash a few times, and get some good air time off speed bumps in the road. Finally, I crash the bike, it launches off a hill, and smashes into a stone archway leading down to the ocean. I go air-born, and slam into a castle wall. Not really hurt, just stunned, I lay there for a bit. The butler comes out, and yells at me furiously. I see the car! Running to my car to get away, the butler is in hot pursuit.

      He chases me through town, and tries to ram me off the road. I slow down and dodge him, also slowing to avoid the river and cliff up ahead. He keeps going full speed, like he is going to turn around up there and come at me head on. Not knowing about the river and cliff, he careens right off the edge, smashing his car to pieces and being thrown out of it, down a hill thick with trees.

      I walk down there to see what happened to him, and see no sign of him at all. Suddenly, he appears behind me with a garrote and tries to murder me with it. He exclaims something about being a well known bad guy by the name of ___ (forgot it). I grab the wire from around my neck, and flip him over my head, onto the ground, and kneel on his neck to choke him out.
    12. Defeating Giants

      by , 06-08-2014 at 02:58 PM
      I was with a large group of people (perhaps around 15 or so), standing in a room that seemed to be much to large for us. For example, the bed next to us was incredibly big- it would have taken probably 100 of me stacked shoulder to shoulder to even reach the mattress. In any case, I was pretty confused until I saw a group of giants walking through the door. The group of people I was with seemed not to be to alarmed, but I decided it was probably smarter to hide, so I sneaked under one of the beds. Despite our small size, the giants were able to see us immediately. They referred to us as ants, and they had a particular taste for us.

      Alarmingly, the giants also had an instinctual response of pecking, sort of like a chicken, if they stood in front of any humans. They would be standing, but, as soon as they moved before a group of 5 or so, they were able to immediately eat each one. They're speed was incredible and I was glad I was hidden. At least 2/3 of the group were immediately wiped out, but we were able to escape the room because of an odd trick we discovered. So long as you were speaking in the second or third person, the giant would not be able to immediately peck at you. They could still crush you, but this was avoidable. At one point a giant stood over me, so I kept repeating "you, you, you" and was able to escape.

      I'm not sure what happened up to this point, but it turned out only 3 people of the group were left including me. I was by myself at the time, riding a motorcycle on a long, mountainous road with a giant behind me, on foot. He was running as fast as he could in order to eat me presumably, and I was doing my best to lead him astray from the 2 others in my group, who were currently trying to kill the head giant. As I was riding around I taunted the giant, until I felt I was sufficiently far away, and told him that his boss was about to die. He didn't believe me until I showed him so green napkin with the time on it, at which point he realized he needed to run back. He attacked me, knocking me incredibly high in the air, and during my fall turned around. I was scared I would be killed on my landing, but miraculously landed on a "soft rock" In particular, I remember rising, and at the peak seeing so much of this mountain, which was pretty cool, and then falling, though I wasn't scared of the fact.

      Coincidentally, I landed near a school or university. I walked in and noticed everyone there that I passed was a black women. They were all confused as to why I was walking through the place, but I just continued walking past them until I met a girl I knew. She may have offered me food or similar, but, more generally, she did what she could to revitalize me. Where I was felt less like a school, and more like a distant kingdom, in which all the inhabitants were black women. The girl I knew was possibly the princess.

      My mind jumped to the 2 others in my group tackling the boss, who was a giant, but only his giant head was visible. Again, the two would talk in the second or third person, avoiding the other giants, and, though I don't remember exactly how, they were able to blow up the head giant.
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    13. 4/27/2014

      by , 04-27-2014 at 11:24 PM
      I was driving with Desirae back home from a suburban neighborhood. She was going pretty fast and I tell her there's a cop behind us. She doesn't see him because he's in a civilian van but I can see his badge. We had ordered McDonald's but the drinks got delivered to some house in another suburban neighborhood so we went there. Once we arrived, we stopped at the house, the cop pulled up and started going into the house, which was his. I notice he's with Valencia County. We tell him about the drinks and after a while, he comes out with them and with one hand, gives me the drink and the other hand he shakes my hand. It threw me off guard. I'm suddenly in his house and get my keys to leave. I struggle with getting the right key but get it eventually. I'm in my car and notice Desirae already left and the guy motions me to go away. There's a green van that pulls up and I assume it's his wife. I start driving and am in Belen on Reinken and Main street. It's dark because all the lights are off and it's real cloudy with black clouds, like if it's going to rain. Someone tells me never to come by again and I assume it's the cop but notice it's another person. I think that's werid and that he might be hiding something so I decide to become a private investigator.
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      I was riding around on a bicycle and appeared in Venezuela. I had music playing and was trying to find out how to get to my uncle's autoshop but got lost in some alley. I eventually made it out of the alley and onto a mansion where my family lived. I was riding my bike on the roof and made it into the mansion through a window. My family had just finished eating and they said that my mom had just left and after that, everyone started leaving.
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      I was in my old apartment in Venezuela and was arguing with Desirae about something. Anders Breivik was there and he was helping her destroy my bike. I got pissed and went into my room, where Anders pulled out a gun and shot at me 3 times. I freaked out, grabbed my ar, chambered a round, and called the cops telling them what happened. I leaned out of my doorway and shot a girl who was coming at me with a knife. I camped out in my room because I thought Anders might be waiting for me in the living room or kitchen. Eventually, the cops caught anders outside the apartment somewhere. I think I had a false awakening during this dream.
    14. 4/2/2014

      by , 04-03-2014 at 03:16 AM
      I was playing as Clementine from the Walking Dead 2. I was fighting off a zombie while some other girl tried to kill me. After I killed the girl, I was able to select which ending I wanted. I remember some being that Clementine would be infected, rescued by police, etc. This repeated a few times.
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      I was in a dersert with Nathan and we were in an old house. We were leaving so I grabbed my AK and put it on my back. The jacket I had covered it when I put it on. I rode around in a bicycle and then saw Warner on my crotch rocket. I got on it and rode it to a subway. Some guy was giving a lesson about something. I asked him to repeat what he had said because I didn't hear him and some guy started talking shit so I set him straight. I was then working at McDonald's and Megan's BF, Megan, and some other girl were there. They had a shark with them and when they left they left the shark in the pool. It was a small shark and I was swimming with it. Suddenly, a ship appears and it docks. People start loading stuff on the ship saying something is gonna happen. We started fighting with some elemental slime things and I was yelling for the ship to take off. We left 2 people behind. The ship took off and then the water transformed into a roller coaster. When we finished the ride, we got off and started playing Skyrim. I was with Dorina and Cesar and a few other people playing Skyrim but instead of a computer, we were on a console. We were also playing multiplayer. In Skyrim, I was part of a group and we were walking in the snow. We found a chest and I grabbed everything and spirits started attacking us. We lost an important team member.
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      I was driving with some chick and she was complaining about her headache. We were looking at a map of where to get headache pills and it said somewhere in India. We start driving over there, past a jungle and a few highway exits. We turn and suddenly she's on a motorcycle and I'm riding a couch. A cop is behind me and I have a toothbrush in my hand. I drop it and see it break. When the cop passes me I hear him say "That American just dropped his toothbrush" in Spanish. I was on high alert because I had my pistol and didn't know if it was legal to have it in the area I was in. I start speeding up on the couch and the speed makes me lose my grip. I start to slip but manage to catch myself. We make it to the mall and I park my bike inside. I check out the stores and then meet up with the girl in one of the stands where a lady makes wall statues out of granite. She's making the face of a wolf for some costumers. We talk and they ask us where we're from and I say Texas, assuming they don't know where New Mexico is. I walk away because the girl I'm with keeps talking to them and I get annoyed because we have better things to do. She sends me messages that say she's mad about something.
    15. First Long Vivid Lucid

      by , 03-28-2014 at 11:30 AM



      Total sleep: 6.5 hours
      Daytime Techniques: Reality Checks. All day awareness. Dream Yoga for an hour after work.


      Spoiler for My boring non-lucid:


      Woke at 4 am to write things down. Woke up eyes closed, did reality check nose plug. Success!!!!! Never in my life have I remembered to RC upon waking up. Went to bed disappointed about how little I could remember, but believing that the night is young and i could still lucid.



      Dream Title: Playboy Mansion
      Dream: I’m at my Mom’s place. It is night out (dream sign) we are talking about something. Somehow I notice that something is weird. I don’t remember if I did a reality check. But I got lucid. Holy shit. Everything around me was so real. It’s like it morphed immediately. I touch the wall, the door. I go outside. It is still night. Shit shit shit what do I do? Lucidity starts to fade. I remember my goals. I recall reading that lucidity increases if I simply take a lucid pill out of my pocket and eat it. I reach in my right pocket and there it is. A magical lucid pill along with bunch of crap like coins or whatever. The lucid pill looked average in size and it had words on it “Lucidity pill” or “lucid pill.” This blew my mind. I took it and all of a sudden the lucidity increased. Everything around me stabilized. Goal of the month of March was to ask a dream character about their middle name. I run inside and ask my mom what is her’s. She goes “D….” (don’t want to mention it here because that is her real last name. Very unimpressive. I don’t waste another second in the house. I run outside like that disney princess who was singing “A whole new world!”

      I come to some sort of playground. The stars look so beautiful like from that TV series “Cosmos.”

      I think to myself that since this is my first real long vivid lucid everything at this point is bonus, no more requirements. I decide that I want it to be day time (I’ve had enough nights in my non lucid dreams) and I want to go to Playboy mansion. I close my eyes and spin around and when I open here I am. Hugh Hefner is giving an interview by the pool surrounded by girls. Somehow at this point the “rules of the game” were made known to me. The way things worked is that Hugh gives out a golden medal to a girl he likes the most, the girl who he is currently fucking. I don’t know where the understanding of these rules came from and I would be very curious to find out. I play along.
      (Looking back at this moment I think I should have started by dictating my own rules, but then again may be playing along is what made the dream longer and more stable.... no regrets) I come up to him and take the medal from his neck. It is thick, heavy, and gold, the kind pimps would wear. I start looking around at different girls. I examine them so closely that it would be extremely embarrassing IWL. None of them are particularly attractive, not hideous but very average with different flaws. "I thought this was a dream?”- I think to myself. I forgot if I ended up giving the medal to somebody or what but next thing I remember I went up the stairs and went into a bathroom. Hugh is there cleaning the toilet. I mock him and he sprays me with water. At this point I am becoming aware that I need to do something else and this lucid isn’t infinite. I run downstairs and do something (forgot by now) but eventually I interrupt my dream by moving my foot IWL.

      At this point the dream is still somehow in front of me since I didn’t open my eyes, but I can not get back into it.

      Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 10-11
      Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) Lucid
      Length: 60 mins
      Emotions: Happy, Euphoria, Excited
      Dream Signs: Night, Mom

      Woke up 5:15am. Wrote down my dream until 5:45. Tried going back to sleep but too excited. My recall still sucks and with more practice It should improve. I’m surprise how little I actually remember of a dream that was soooo vivid and 100% accessible to me. By little I mean relatively to what I could.


      ANY TIPS OR POINTERS?????

      Updated 03-28-2014 at 08:58 PM by 68522 (added categories, can't add tags)

      Tags: mom, motorcycle, night
      Categories
      dream fragment , lucid , memorable , task of the month
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