Sub-par recall last night, but oh well. --- 16/4/12 I'm in the kitchen at home, and my mum asks whether I've heard my sister's news. Somehow, I immediately guess that's she's written an album [despite being completely unmusical in real life]. I get played it, and it's in a contemporary jazz style, with vocals by Jamie Cullum, my mum's favourite artist. I'm pretty jealous, seeing as music's my 'thing' and I've been working on it for a lot longer, and almost ask how much of the album she actually wrote [it was almost definitely 100% Jamie Cullum's music].
This dream started off with me walking through a shopping mall. As I was just strolling along, a girl standing out in front of a store walked up to me and said she needed my help. She was about my height, my age, had dirty blonde hair just below her shoulders and a slight New Zealand accent (which was totally hot). She was trying to explain her dilemma to me, not in a frantic manner, but rather cool and composed. It wasn't making sense to me for some reason, so I ended up telling her to just take me to the problem so I could see it for myself. We walked out into the parking lot and there was an airport shuttle van waiting there by the curb. I jokingly asked, "You're not going to kidnap me and rape me, are you?" She laughed and said "I like that, but no." (Liked the joke, not raping people haha) I appreciate a dark sense of humor here and there. We arrived at a dilapidated old building surrounded by a chain link vence. The vence had a wooden or tarp screen on the inside of it so you could not look beyond it. As we walked into the gate, the area opened up into a messy junkyard. Old rusted cars, discarded appliances, it was all there. For some reason I specifically remember seeing a green 90's Subaru Forester. We came to a dimly lit room where there were wide wooden planks running across one of the walls. The planks had markings and notches etched into them. The girl went up to them and ran a dry washcloth across the wood and music started to play! Right out of the wood! It was an electronic-indie type song... Which was ok... but the cool thing was that this chick somehow managed to record music directly onto wood. No speakers, nothing; You somehow plugged the microphones into the planks (I didn't get a look at the interface between the mics and planks), recorded, and just ran the cloth over the planks and the song would play. I was completely amazed and immediately started asking questions. Apparently she played all the instruments herself, recorded and mixed the entire thing. I grabbed the cloth and ran my hand across the etchings. The sound of the cloth sliding across the wood made the song sound like it had a phaser/flanger effect on it. I was in love. If there's one characteristic I find more attractive than anything, it's intelligence (humble intelligence at that). Smart, kind, gorgeous, New Zealand accent, inventing new recording mediums that defy the laws of physics, sign me up. Dammit dreams, why do you tease me!! I suddenly remembered that I had come here to help her out with something. She told me she actually didn't need help with anything, she just wanted to show her crazy "wood recording" to someone who would appreciate it. Radical.
Saturday, 3/17/12 DR 4am MTV, Jersey Shore (watched it before bed) WBTB 4:58 - 5:55 GM4+Ch300 5:45 watched WBTB, visualization and OBE videos on youtube/WBTB 9am WILD (10-15min long) I visualize my town and my moms kitchen - the destination. I start to see swirls and colors - yellow-green ice moon. Then I'm flying over street C. towards my house. The movement stops and I see the towns church in the distance. I say I...am...there..., but nothing happens. I know why - I don't like to land there. Then my flight over street continues and I see the apartment building right next to my house. This time when I say I...am...there, I mean it and I materialize in moms living room. The apartment buildings are awash in soft light of afternoon sun and they are brilliantly vivid, detailed, colorful and beautiful. Little A. spots me first and runs to the grownups in the kitchen. I follow him. I'm not sure they can see me. So I touch my moms knee and my aunts knee, as they are sitting at the table. Now they can see me and they are ok with that. There is so many cakes and sweet stuff, I immediately start stuffing my face. First with something my mom made - cookies made from pecans with some jam layer. Then laskonky from store. There are also kremese, and some pineapple upside down cake and some green cake with chocolate. I'm starting to get a stomach ache from all the sweet stuff, so I just cut off a piece from all of them. I also eat some ham. Lots of ham. As I partially wake up, I'm still chewing and swallowing. There are some guests in the living room. They brought the lemon chocolate and pineapple cakes. We are talking. I turn down the volume on the TV. I'm reading some newspaper, looking for my name in it for some reason. I know they had some beer when I arrived, but now there is none. I'm upset. DR at 11:44am I'm suppose to meat an indian guide on a hill for a lesson. When I get there, I see someone approaching. She is gliding on the air, like Tibetan lamas. When she stops in front of me, I see she is a pretty young indian woman, long black hair, dressed in traditional indian attire. Then we are in a building. She is suppose to teach me how to levitate/glide through air in waking life. I tell her I used to do that, when I was a child. I show her how. I jump in the air and flap my arms really hard. To my surprise, I don't fall back down. It's a great feeling to by flying. ***sometime during transition, I heard music. So I thought, if I put on some LD inducing music, it will help me get lucid. I put on my laptop (not IWL, still in the transition part) and immediately feel strong headrush and acceleration. I got lucid. For a moment I worried, how will I turn the music off now, so it doesn't wake me up. But it stops by itself. ***
- I was walking home and there was an old man behind me. I got to my house and went in the porch, and while looking for my keys, I thought of the possibility of him following me. Sure enough, I heard someone walking up the steps. I was like 'oh shit oh shit' and ducked down, then saw the man's face appear in the window looking at me. He was smiling the whole time and waved at me while knocking on the door. I found my keys and unlocked the door, thankful that he hadn't just burst in, locked the door behind me and ran upstairs. The thought crossed my mind that he might have had a legitimate reason for being at my house, but I didn't really care as I usually don't answer the door anyway. I can't say exactly why I found him creepy or why I was so scared of him. Soon afterwards, though, I was boarding a plane, and as I got to my seat, I saw him sitting a couple rows behind me, smiling and waving at me. That really creeped me out. - I was in my living room asking my mom if she had the di.fm iPhone app. She said no, and I said that it could also be used to listen to sky.fm which plays non-electronic music (she's not interested in it). She didn't care, lol. I'm not sure if they use the same app or not irl.
- I was with a group of 2 other girls in a classroom, and we were doing a project, but we had to choose nicknames for ourselves. One of them said her name was going to be Pop, one I think was Candy, and then a third girl came over who was also apparently in our group and said her name would be Sugar. I couldn't think of one. - I was either at a Deadmau5 concert or watching a video of one, and telling N on MSN what was going on. He was standing on a very thin stage with nothing else on it that divided the room in two, with crowds of people on either side, so he could only face half the audience at any time. He was facing me at one point and gesturing with his arms a lot while talking, and everyone in the audience behind him started quietly copying all his movements. Eventually he turned around and everyone laughed.
A bit more luck with recall this time. Remembered to do a mnemonic trick and remind myself to remember my dreams in the morning. For some reason I haven't done this for a few nights. It’s either Christmas or new year’s. I’m walking towards my parents place. The others are coming in the morning, and I’m thinking we are probably just going to watch a movie and go to sleep. There are weird lights in the sky, one long horizontal one and three shorter vertical ones. As I watch the horizontal one moves to the left and I figure it’s and airplane. The other three are lights from the city. It’s winter and there’s snow. Down the road I see some kids shooting fireworks. They run away before I get there. I arrive to my destination. There are some presents I’ve forgotten to give some of my friends. The names on the boxes are chinese. It’s too late now, and I open one of them, with French cheese in it. There is some blue cheese in the middle and I try to avoid it. I take a piece of one of them. It transforms into a piece of cake while I’m eating. I go out and there’s a party going on. There are a lot of people standing in an open area and talking, and there’s some food. I talk to one of them and N goes in to get something. Some folky music starts to play and I sing along a the first two lines as people start dancing. I’m going along untill N reminds everyone to “do the thing with the hands”. Everyone but me seems to know what this means and do add some hand thing to the dance. I have no idea what this is about so I’m not dancing anymore.
12/7/2011 No one else wants ice cream, but I do. I'm eating at a restaurant with D and people. There's some sort of lab experiment. I'm taking a test with a 40 minute time limit. It's 40 minutes on the stopwatch, and I still haven't quite finished. I hurriedly answer the last few questions that I can. It's 50 or 51 minutes on the stopwatch. I go to turn it in. Chris or someone is there 12/8/2011 I'm playing a video game. I take a kid's phone. It's set up for a particular game. The phone looks identical to mine. I'm listening to music, going through songs.
12/3/2011 I'm trying to figure out how to climb onto the ship. It's not easy. I do a lot of climbing on ladders and lifeboats. It's a big wooden ship with sails. I do the ritual to become clan leader. Now I have fur all over my face, like the other cat people. The other guy says he'd been planning to become clan leader and is disappointed, but he never did anything about it. There's a funeral. I'm sitting at a table with half a dozen people. M is missing. I go look for him. It's a university. I saw him a minute ago, but I can't find him, just the crowd of students going by. I'm in the library or a computer lounge. I do an assignment for M, involving finding pictures of things online, but I can't figure out how to save it or turn it in, so I just log out and lose the work. My music has been playing loudly. I just now realize it probably is bothering others. It's Japanese pop. I'm in a greenhouse sort of building. There's not a bunch of plants, but it's all glass and curves at the top. There are other students here. A guy comes in and tells us its the soap that's been causing the itching thing. He talks about something by gender, including trans as a category.
I enter my dream inside of my friend's room, but the only thing that is there is the walls, the floor, and the computer. I am not sitting beside my friend, but instead I am sitting beside a Youtube commentator ImmortalHD. I look around and see a guy from Immortal's band and he is putting on pants. He tells me to look away and so i do, and I turn back to ask him a question and he gives me this wired look. I ask him "Whats wrong?" and he replies by saying "I am not done dressing". I laugh and say that I thought he was so I turn around once more. I hear him yell "MOM!" and I see my friend's mom enter with pants. (Dream Skip) I am in my friend's living room and I hear his mom enter in through the front door. She is carrying collars. She says something like, "it is a sad day for us all". She says that while putting on the collars. A pink collar for their cat, who was obviously not their cat because it was white with a splash of caramel looking color. She gives the dog a blue collar and says something like "The Irish isn't going to sleep,". At least that is what I think she said because while she was saying it my dream started to fade and then I wake up. Dream FragmentI am making music in this wired software and I get angry at it.
I totally forgot to write this down >< so I remember some parts, but not all. I was with a woman in a dark room, I'm not sure why but I associate her somehow with Adiane from Gurren Lagann. She was evil and testing me somehow. She told me to sing a certain song, I think it was a hardcore song, and I was trying as hard as I could to remember how it went or how it started, but I couldn't quite grasp it. Finally, after thinking for a couple minutes, I told her I couldn't remember it. She told me that would 'make [me] lose one point', and that was really bad for some reason, so I started trying to remember it again. Later, I was in what appeared to be a large, dimly lit basement, with many patches that were completely dark. The walls were unfinished concrete, there was lots of exposed wood and there wasn't much in it. I was hiding behind a furnace or something where it was quite dark, and there was an old man walking around to see if there was anyone down there. I think he was connected with the woman because he was also evil and the environment was similar. He was just about to go up the stairs when I got scared and came out. He said something along the lines of, "oh! Good thing you came out, anyone who doesn't would be in a lot of trouble." I was glad I'd come out, but still scared. That's all I can remember.
- There was a tiny man on the floor in my living room, about an inch tall. He carried a stick that was very thin but about his height. It was like one of those 'magic wands': except it was gold instead of black. The man was dressed in a long coat and a top hat, and was also entirely gold. I was sitting on the floor looking at him, and he ran and hid under something, but dropped his wand. I picked it up very carefully and tried to hand it to him, and he took it. There was someone else with me who was saying it might take a while to build up his trust. - I was very high and sitting by a big heavy curtain. On the side I was on, there were a couple people and I was just sitting on the floor, but once in a while I would pull up the curtain and put it over me so I was on the other side. On that side, it was like being in a giant music visualizer, and I compared it to Milkdrop, the one that comes with Winamp, which I love playing with. (I recommend it if you don't have it, and this if/once you do..!) It was changing constantly, as it does, but the one I remember most was a place made of these big waves of rainbow dots on a dark background that also passed across you, from right to left, in vertical sheets. The space it was in felt so enormous, it seemed infinite. The sensation was really cool and I was extremely happy. It's very hard to describe. After going in for a bit I would emerge from the curtain, laughing, and tell everyone else (sober) they really needed to try it. I need to do this again in a lucid. - This one was much less fun. I was in my room when suddenly a guy I know, NG, burst into the room and started trying to rape me. (This guy also talks to me and invites me places more than I'd like, but I find him kind of creepy to be honest, I just always feel uncomfortable around him.) I was scared but managed to fight him off, at which point he started trying to stab me. I got past him and ran into the bathroom. One of my friends was taking a bath in there, I dunno who it was, it kept sort of switching between being H and being N and being some other random person. So I burst in on them and shut the door, saying something along the lines of, "I'M NOT GONNA LOOK AT YOU I PROMISE BUT SOMEONE IS TRYING TO STAB ME OUT THERE". I found a phone in the bathroom and came out again for some reason. He had stopped trying to stab me, but I told him I was calling 911, and started dialing. He laughed and said, "Good luck with that. 911 can't help you now." I looked down at the screen and it said something like, "line disconnected" and none of the buttons would work. I understood the guy had cut the phone line. So I ran downstairs and tried to get out the front door. I was thinking I didn't want to go out in the clothes I was wearing, my shirt was really see-though, but I couldn't really help it. I struggled to unlock the door before he could get to me, and thankfully he didn't stop me from getting out, but he grabbed a very sharp umbrella from the porch and chased after me. I ran out onto the street yelling for help. I looked around but it was deserted. Desperate, I ran a bit further, and ran across a young woman I didn't know. I ran up to her and said, "please can you call someone for me, I need help, this guy is trying to kill me." She stared blankly and said nothing. Then he caught up with me, and I had to run again, fending off the umbrella. I ran to a very busy place with the guy close behind. I managed to grab onto his hand and hold onto only his ring finger, which stopped him from stabbing me for some reason. We were in a very large crowd, but everyone was just staring at me without saying or doing anything, and it was very frustrating. At the very end, for some reason the guy started turning into N, and I was thinking, "I can't believe he ended up being like this!" Then I woke up, very relieved, before realizing it never was N in the first place.
- I was trying to get a birthday present together for N. I had a huge cardboard box in my living room, and I put a couple things I had for him in it. L was there too and she was helping me. I left the room for a moment, and when I came back, she had packed the rest of the box full of random stuff I didn't want. There were 3 pillows from my couch, a few small bottles of rice, a bag of salt and vinegar chips, and a big pile of ugly handmade candles, among other things. I took it all out with difficulty, but the candles made me think that maybe I should include the same caramel-scented candle I have, because it smells really nice and I'd told him it was good when smoking, lol. It was only April or May in the dream, and I was a bit afraid something would happen before his birthday and I wouldn't get to send it. - N (dude get out of my head haha) had uploaded his kandykast (subtle lol) and was in my room taking phone calls about it. It was dark, we were by the window and I think we only had a candle lit. He was selling it to people for some reason. One guy called him, said "arse" and hung up. I asked, "did you sell it to arse?" He replied "no," sounding disappointed. He had also made a website for it, but it was just a plain page with a few cheesy glitter banners people had sent him. One of them was mine, I think it was dark blue.
I've been reading this site for about two weeks and trying to lucid dream. A few days ago I succeeded in remembering to perform a reality check (pinched my nose and breathed), but awoke before I had a chance to try to stabilize. While technically lucid, it lasted only a second, so I'm not counting it. I just woke up from a somewhat longer lucid dream and jumped out of bed, eager to write it about it. This was using WBTB method early in the morning, and I hadn't even expected it to happen -- it was a pleasant surprise. I probably should have gotten up for the day when my alarm went off the first time but decided to add another hour and take another nap... glad I did! Within that hour I had a very cool LD. I remembered to RC this time as well, first by holding my nose, and then by putting my finger through the palm of my hand. I wasn't sure I was really dreaming most of the time and thought I was aware of my body back in my bed, though now I realize I was only imagining I was aware of it; I thought I was sleeping on the top bunk that I had back when I was young. At one point in the dream I took off, flying through the air, and could have sworn I was wrapping my real arms around my real bed to keep from flying off of it, except that I was actually sleeping on a futon, not a bunk bed as I had imagined. I also could have sworn I had real headphones on because I could clearly and loudly hear Radiohead coming out of them. I thought that was real too, but when I woke up later I realized I had only imagined it. Music is very clear and distinct to me close to dreaming. I don't need to listen at all, just imagine it, and it's perfect. I had trouble controlling the dream. I tried the spinning technique to stabilize it but had a hard time visualizing a scene around me. I think I couldn't decide what scene I wanted. When I eventually woke up it was because I was failing to stabilize. Inside the dream it was a bit cartoonish. I saw an elephant at one point chasing a mouse down a hole and then popping up a different hole, etc, something like it was from Alice in Wonderland or Dr Seuss. I wanted to imagine life-like people, but couldn't. I distinctly remember saying to myself, "well, I'm lucid dreaming, so what now?" which is when I decided to see if I could fly. Immediately I was soaring through the air, twisting all around, feeling the Gs, and then dove low over an ocean. The ocean sparkled with sunlight as if it were real. Soon I was in a never-ending wave -- I'm not a surfer, so this was a little strange for me. Soon it was back to the cartoon-landscape. I think there was more, but I've already forgotten. I haven't felt this invigorated in a long time. This makes me want to go right back to sleep, but I know I'm too excited and it won't work. Tonight I'll have another go.
I just had one of those dreams where I am talking to someone about lucid dreaming and I don't get lucid. Neverthe less it was a nice dream. Dream: Jeff and I were going to see Angels and Airwaves play. The show was at the college we used to go to. To get to the room where the show was we had to climb this really tall weird staircase. The stairs weren't flat but round and wavy with large distances between "stairs". I was struggling near the top. I was worrying that I was going to fall backwards, but Jeff and Danny R were where giving me a hand. We got the the room where AVA were playing. It was like a large college classroom. We sat in metal chairs. Unfortunately we were near the back. But then they started playing and it was great. After about a half hour of playing Tom Delonge stopped and started talking to the audience. Then he started shaking hands were people. He got to our row and shook hands with both Jeff and I. He started talking to Jeff. What he said wasn't making sense. After that he said they were taking a break and would be back to finish the show in about 15 minutes. I asked Jeff if he thought Tom was drunk. Jeff shrugged. Jeff told me he wanted to wander the campus until we found the trophy that our band had won many years ago. So we did. We finally found the room where the trophies were and it was cool to see the trophy again. Then I had this sudden fear that way more than 15 minutes had passed. I started running back to the stairs to the room. At first I didn't want to climb the stairs again. I thought it would be faster to take the elevator. But suddenly I saw Tom Delonge about to go up the stairs. I was so glad that the show hadn't started again. I caught up to Tom and decided to ask him the first question that popped into my head. I said, 'I've got a quick question for you...are you a lucid dreamer?" He smiled and said, Yeah...well, no...not actually lucid dreaming....just vivid dreaming." I said, "You are always singing about dreaming...in all your songs. If you don't lucid dream now, you have to learn. I learned a few years ago and it changed my life. I can't even imagine the songs you would sing if you could lucid dream." And he sounded interested and agreed with me. Then he started talking to me about how he also planned to write a song about the Bentley Project. I wasn't sure what that was, but decided that I would look it up later. I assumed it had something to do with UFOs or the paranormal. As were were talking and climbing the stairs I saw that someone in front of me had dropped a cell phone. I picked it up. It was cool looking...clear and glowing. I carried it with me planning to ask the people at the show if they had dropped it. Then finally we were to the top of the stairs and Tom headed to the front of the room to start the show again. I called out to him, "If you need help with lucid dreaming, get on Dreamviews. I'm Twoshadows." And then AVA stated playing again.
I was in a group of people auditioning for something. There were four of us, and we all had to dance and sing. After our audition, a blonde guy came up to me and was very encouraging, and said I was a good singer. I looked over and saw a chart on the wall of all the people who had tried out. It had the team name, small chibi drawings of the heads of the people in each team, and a comment on how they had done. Most of the teams had 2-4 people and not very good comments, but I found ours, which said we were 'great!' The drawings showed it was me, 2 other girls, and a guy with darker skin, and we were called Team Kitties. I was surprised to see that we had done well.
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