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Mini technique: I normally set my alarm for 6:55 on school days, but I always wake up about 10-20 minutes before that, when I sleep in those 10-20 minutes I usually have a dream, and if I sleep after 6:55 I always have a dream. So my plan was to set my alarm for 6:35 and then wake up and set my alarm for 6:55 this way I could easily dream, the dreams in this space are vivid and I remember in very good detail, so my plan is to become lucid in the dreams between this time.

Well today I had a dream, I woke up at 6:55 from my alarm and then went back to sleep for another 10 minutes and had a dream which felt like a really long dream that got split into 3 parts.

I was walking home with my Dad and there were alot of people around and I think they were mostly from my school, well anyway there was this girl next to me who was beautiful, so I tried to stand out by looking big, because I had no top on for some reason I was tensing as I was walking.. (funnybit) I randomly got an erection in my dream, as soon as I noticed I did I sprinted home as fast as I could with my hands in my pocket so nobody saw, from here I went up my stairs like spiderman, I have no idea why. I got to my room and there was a school friend in there, he was playing xbox, so I went to play with him, there was also a wii there, we started talking cant really remember what we talked about. Some how I ended up in some sort of place were people get massages, there was some girl from my school who just walked out of the door fully clothed, when I went into the room she came out of there was 2 girls either side naked, I was then awoken by my mother who shouted "ur going to be late"

As the title said, this wasn't lucid, but this is what happened.

I remember being in my French class, and we had just finished a test. I hadn't finished it, but the teacher was talking and I was hoping that she wouldn't notice me finishing it. She then got angry and said
"I know you have finished the test, but you still shouldn't be talking" by then, I had finished the test and I said
"Actually, I finished mine minus four minutes before we finished" (as in four minutes late)
The class laughed and then I remember walking with my friends and seeing some people from my class and they started laughing, and so did I, and then it just blurred and I woke up.

Now, I'm quite frustrated with myself about this, because I missed some obvious dream signs.

First of all, my French teacher is a man. This teacher was a woman, and the students spoke to her as if she was a regular teacher, not a substitute. Come to think of it, this teacher may have been an evil teacher from one of my primary schools, which would make sense because she hated me, and so does my French teacher (don't judge me, anyone in my class will agree, and I'm not even a troublemaker)

Secondly, and this is the one that annoys me most.
All the other events in my dream happened in my secondary school. but I realized that the classroom I was in was one from my more difficult years in my other primary school. Even when I left the classroom, instead of being in the assembly hall of my primary school, I was in the corridor outside my french class, because that is what I expected to happen I guess.

Over the two recent dreams that I remember, there were a few similarities, the main one being that France was involved, and one of them happened in a place with negative experiences (this one, difficult areas of my primary school life and in a French test). Also, the other happened in a boat, so although it was a nice experience, I don't like boats in real life, which I guess was a dream sign for my other dream, me enjoying being on a boat.

I may have been having dreams involving France (lesson, and Monaco coast-not strictly French but next to it and French is the main language) and that were in negative places because recently I had a French oral exam, which I spent almost my entire Easter holiday practicing, and then my nerves got to me and I screwed up and was devastated. It may be lingering in my mind because I haven't had my results back yet.

Hm, that's quite a wall of text I have built up, as I wrote it all down, I noticed new things about the dreams and made the connections.

This dream was based in my school like my previous dream yesterday, this girl is in most of my classes in this dream, shes very beautiful and she kept staring at me and most of my classes I was in, my friends told me she fancies me, but i didn't believe them, I can't remember that much in this dream because I didn't write it down as soon as I woke up, but I know it was a good dream.

This is a non lucid recurring dream of mine which I have been having for years.

When I was a kid, I knew of quite a few places which were magical in their own way. Places that the adults in my life just couldn’t quite grasp the importance of. A forest, filled with half-realized hopes and monsters which tore down trails at break-neck speeds. A field, which was so obviously a native burial ground to my young mind, and yet for every place of wonder or adventure there is always at least one place which is just wrong. An abandoned house a mile away which local legend holds to be haunted. Such places just feel bad, dried-out, used-up. If I had to pick one way to describe the place where this dream took me it would be just that-used up.
So far as dreams go, this one starts out pretty slow and uninteresting. I wander, it feels as though I have been wandering for a long while. I can feel a deep sense of thirst at the back of my throat, but I know that there is no water. I am in the middle of a most peculiar desert for some reason that I can’t quite put my finger on. On some level, I know that this is a journey which I have made before. The desert surrounding me on all sides glitters in the moonlight with a crystalline beauty which does nothing to dispel that sense of wrongness. I look off into the distance “North?” and can make out several large crystalline spires in the distance. The ground itself, even the omnipresent wind in this area all shimmer with that same beauty as the spires. Rather than this desert being made out of sand, it is made out of salt.
I make my way to the closest one of the spires and am rewarded for my trouble with the sight of an absolutely massive beached warship. It seemed that the salt from the area had built up on and all around this boat, eventually the boat had become one with the salt spire itself. I am just about to walk up to the large gash in the bottom of the ship when I abruptly wake up, just the way that I always do at this point. I was really hoping to get farther this time.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

Me,my brother and my mother are in a small hotel room, we wanted to get some food so I told them "There's a good restaurant in XXX street".
Me and my brother are going out from the hotel and we get on our bicycles,we're heading towards the restaurant that I recommended.
We reach the place that I said the restaurant will be, there's a blue house over there:

I said the restaurant should be there, we went in and got into the second floor.
There was a door, we opend it and we saw a girl, about our age, that we both know in real life, the whole room was blue, the ceiling, the floor,the walls, everything was blue.
Lets call this girl "Girl".
So as we opend the door we saw the whole place, and Girl played with her little sibling, a brother perhaps? the little kid had brown mushroom-like hair and brown eyes, hes skin was extraordinarily smooth, hes a kid after all.
My brother went and talked to her, I reminded him we were going to get food so we need to hurry, he understood me and we went out of the building.
The moment we got out we saw one of these things in the street:

Girl and another (girl) Lady, we'll call the other girl Lady, were sitting at one of these things, my brother once again went and talked to Girl.
I told him we should rush already, our mother is waiting, he left them and we went into a restaurant that was less than 4 meters away

Me,Girl,My brother,Lady and Dumbledore (from Harry Potter) went into the house, the house started flying to an unknown destination,the house had 3 floors.
We're flying above earth as I go to the third floor, I saw some kid that keeps annoying me in school, he held in hes hands alot of pages, looked like a contract or so:

I knew these pages were related to me, I told him "Dude, can I have these papers?" he waved the papers at me , like a fan, he laughed and said "Hahaha!, Never!" and I saw the Diablo 3 (the game) symbol at one of the pages as he was waving it, I understood he took my Diablo 3 account.
He gets closer to me,face to face,
hes nose was a little bigger then in real life and he was a little pale.
He kept teasing, he said "The fact that you're stronger than me doesn't mean you can beat me up easily! Hah!" then I lost it, I was furious, I felt the hatred and rage filling me up and I tried to punch him in the head.
He grabbed my hand easily with his hand, like he was super strong, then I rememberd a sentence I heard in one of the animes "If you lose your temper in a fight, you lost from the beggining, before you even hit him, if you stay calm, don't get angry, you won" I calmed myself and I gave him a punch to the stomach, he slowly disintegrated from my fist.
One of the guards came to me and said "What have you done?! You've wrecked our defences!",
the guard looked like this guy just without the shield:

I went to the window from the third floor and I looked at earth from above and I saw a invisible wall that surrounded earth breaking down, it was because I killed that annoying kid.
The enemy's army starts getting to our building from earth, I went to the first floor and I saw enemy guardians getting in the house.
I went in the second floor and there was a purple rings on the floor, not the kind of rings you put on your finger, a flying invisible rings that looked like this:


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I stood in the middle of them and I switched class, like an MMORPG.
I switched to the new class that I haven't played yet, I didn't know its skills or how to use it wisely.


I then suddenly held a gun in my hand, the gun was a sniper gun, was a bit more classic with silver on it but it looked a little like this gun:

The gun also had a scope.
I stood at the porch that looked down at the first floor and I thought about the number '6' and the gun aimed at one of the enemies and shot him.
I realized it auto aims, like an aimbot, I thought about the number '6' again and the gun auto aimed at the huge lamp

and shot, the lamp fell and killed alot of enemies.
I understood that the gun auto aim has no limits when it comes to range so I wanted to go to the window and shoot the incoming enemies.
As I slowly walked to the room with the window an enemy suprised me when he came out of one of the rooms, I quickly thought about the number '7' and it auto aimed, then shot him in the stomach and made him disintegrate.
I went to the window and started shooting them.
One of my friends came and told me, who did all of this? who killed all the enemies?
I said I did, and she was proud of me.

Okay, so this is my first journal entry here on the DV website. I've been awake for 8 1/2 hours (1:30 now, woke up at 5am) so I don't know how my recall will be affected, although I feel as though the memory is pretty strong after all this time. Mainly because I've already written out this post once, but due to my clumsy-assed sausage fingers, lost the post completely.

So the dream is that I'm a sort of men's retreat. No women in sight, and a kind of friendly, fraternal vibe in the air. The first thing I remember of the "scene" is myself sitting on a bed in a kind of bunkhouse. It's a large,rustic, open building, much like what you'd find at a summer camp, with beds lined down both walls, like a barraks. I'm sitting on one of the beds talking to another, fairly handome guy. Like myself, he's not overly handsome, but neither is he ugly. We're having a friendly conversation, the specifics of which I do not remember, and after a minute or two of this, I notice that I'm aroused and begin imgagining being on the receiving end of some nice, slow fellatio. Moments after this thought, the guy across from me seems to get the same vibe, and it begins to happen. (It should be noted here, that I am a heterosexual, and happily so. And although I'm "freaking out" over this scene, I am curious about what it means, as I know that scenes in dream are rarely supposed to be taken at face value and are symbolic

Scene shifts to myself and four or five other guys seated around a large, rectangular "dinner"table, in the same kind of building as before. And again, there's a relaxed, friendly atmosphere, and we're just having a normal conversation about your typical mundane topics. Again I don't recall specifics of this conversation, but I strongly remember the gist of it.

As we talk, I look down at the table and see a magazine there. It's a kind of men's fitness/style type magazine like GQ or something like that, and I notice that it's open to an article about food. Again, I don't recall the details of the article, but I do remember there being a picture of food. Specifically peach slices on a plate with mint leaves for garnish.

After looking at the article, I look back up and while looking at the leader of our little conversation group, who is an employee there or guidance counselor, if you will, I put the first two fingers of my left hand on the page of the ,magazine, open to the article I'd read and begin moving the magazine back and forth on the table, sliding along, trying to subtly get the attention of the "counselor", and I succeed. He looks down and picks up the magazine and after a brief read, he says

"So it says here that John Melancamp can bench press 135 pounds for seven reps." I think it was seven, anyway. At which point I say "Well, that's not too bad considering he's in his sixties, or something.."

That's it. All I remember.

Feel free to interpret and or discuss.

More to come.

Dreams: Non-lucid, fragment.
Vivid: Nah
Dreamsigns: Don't know my dreamsigns yet. Maybe that the booth dream was kind of shining gray/white?
Notes Dream Lucid

Fragment 1, around 2 AM - 2.30 AM: I was a bussniesman, and I talked to somone. The conversation was about a stolen bike that I sold. I guess that this took place in my store, but I'm not sure.

Dream 1, around 6 AM: I played World in conflict(or something similar). The odd thing was, that it was a map that I haven't played on before. The battle took place in a factory, and my team was winning. We all used our reinforementpoints, like crazy because the enemy didn't give a inch. The whole dream ended when my team, finally took the last controllpoint.

I gotta work on my dreamrecall :/

1. at an insane asylum courtyard, maybe a prison, not sure.
2. Wake up inside of a very small mobile home with some soldiers in a wooded area, monsters with pink tentacles appear and kill soldiers, I run.
3. man appears, he's a vampire, I get bitten, fade to black.
4. I wake up, I can fly. The trees are looking at me.
-end-

Highly fragmented. I remember driving down what was probably the Monumental Axis in Brazil. The enormous freeway was deserted except for 8 cars, 4 in each lane. In each of the cars was a faintly familiar figure from early experiences. The main person I was concerned with was my old girlfriend who shifted out of my lane and into the opposite lane. Now there are 5 in her lane and 3 in mine. I kept waiting for her to shift back, but she never did. I accelerated and left the group behind. The dream was silent the whole way through.
<Dream ends>
Kogami
5/13/2012 10:21 PM

(i wake up in the early morning and as i drift back to sleep anxious for the dreams to follow i think to myself repetitively "i will know i am dreaming")
my dream begins with me walking down a highly populated street with many people walking dogs down the pitch black pavement. i ask myself "am i dreaming yet?" and then mentally answer my question "yes" i walk by one person holding three dogs, a Datamation escapes from this person and runs up to a red (in the process getting larger to the point where it is larger than the car.) the dog begins beating on the cars hood with its front paws leaving enormous dents. at this point the dream leaves my memory-
(sadly although i partiality acknowledged that i was dreaming i did not preform a reality check, otherwise i would have had a full lucid dream. the dream still felt as if it where real life)

During a nap; Saturday, May 05, 2012

An old friend and occasional bedfellow moved back to town, and came over to have a sleepover, as though we were children. He didn’t want to have sex, because he didn’t want to bring up old issues, but he wanted to sleep in my bed and wake up with me. He slept over, and I kept trying to kiss him. Then he turned into a girl, and I noticed that she had a series of rotating metal rings in different patterns where her stomach should have been. It reminded me of those ear piercings people get, the ones that stretch out the earlobe until it’s a huge hole surrounded by flesh. That’s what her stomach looked like; small metal rings around the border, on the same plane as what remained of her stomach, and larger rings on the inside at a right angle to the other rings. I asked her if she was commissioned to play robots in films, and she said she was. I remember wondering how we were going to sleep together now.

I was in some sort of ancient roman city, although I wasn't in first person. I was more of a hovering camera, observing other people. This day was special - there was some sort of religious uprising going on, and I was observing some events taking place in the central city square.

I was looking at a roman teenage girl, wearing white robes. She was on a sort of balcony, which didn't stick out of the building, but was more of a small room that didn't have an outer wall, and had pillars there instead. She was searching for something in a tall and long cabinet that spanned the entire back wall of the balcony - it looked like something out of a church, with books on some shelves and various other objects. My view turned and I could see that this balcony opened up to a huge city square, larger than Trafalgar square, round and much lighter colours - the colour of building material in roman cities. In the centre there was a tall, 10m or so wide stone spired tower, twice the height of the average building around the square. It was mostly just a stone cylinder until about 10m up, where there were no outer walls, just small pillars holding up the conical roof. In this circular balcony, there was a huge humanoid figure, quite fat - sorta like a 5m tall santa - but I knew immediately that it was in fact an incarnate god. Surrounding the tower in the square were thousands of people - protesters - all calling for some sort of religious reformation - the god in the centre being their spokesperson. After remembering all this detail I thought I might draw it - that's the garbled figure you see above.

My attention turned back to the girl, who rushed down the stairs to just outside the front of her building, where her father was. Her father turned out to be a priest, who was proclaiming something religious, trying to be heard among the crowd. She asked him something, and he pointed to a book on a stand, on the balcony she was on before. She went back up and looked at it.

I was looking back at the square, from a few metres above the crowd, watching the god doing his thing, when out of nowhere an explosion appeared on him. It was a large explosion, but it just knocked him back a little and dazed him. Then I saw the girl zooming away on a flying-moped device... apparently she had tried to kill the god. Who tries to kill a god with a small bomb? Actually, considering both sides of this religious thing had supernatural abilities (gods on earth, flying mopeds), I can't really have understood the situation

I then saw a sort of replay view of the inside of the god's mind during the explosion - I saw his conscience (represented by a mini version of the god ) get knocked out of his frame of mind by an expanding ring of cloud, and then rush back again, through the cloud ring, back to the centre of his head. That's the last thing I remember. Still a more logical dream than some other's I've had

I was at my house, standing in a courtyard. We had three spare bedrooms on one side of the house, and a building with three dilapidated rooms out in a courtyard.

I became soaked, apparently it was pouring outside. I went in my house and into one of the spare bedrooms. I stripped all of my clothes off and hopped into bed. A lady friend of mine was in the room the whole time. Whoops! Clothing goes back on. Lady friend’s boyfriend comes in, and we all hop on a train ride. I think I see mountains and deserts?

The scene changed to being in the dilapidated courtyard rooms, and I was no longer a character in this portion. In the room was a man carrying a huge fish (catfish?) and a woman in a dress; the room they were in was as big as a warehouse. Time seems to skip. The fish is gone, and the woman is naked and bleeding. Blood covers her back, and it smears her stomach and limbs. She’s bleeding, but I can’t see any lacerations. The man believes that the woman is an alien, and is trying to beat the truth out of her. He believes that an alien cannot die. He takes a narrow mixer beater and stabs her in the stomach with it, sliding it across her abdomen and it spins in her abdomen, just like how it would spin in a mixer. The lady whispers “I am not the alien. You are.”

The woman dies, and the man is sad. He looks up and notices that the walls are filled with what used to be babies and people. The lady had killed these people with magic, which caused the people and babies to come back to life as non-sentient blob people. The blob people had magical powers, so the man used the blobs’ magic to bring the lady back to life. Once alive again, the lady takes one of her feet, placing her right hand on the heel and left on the toes. She pushes them together, the foot curving so that the toes and heel become close. A few drops come out of her foot. She squeezes her other foot in the same fashion, squeezing a few drops out of the foot like one would do with a lemon. Her foot potion has healing properties. She shares her foot potion with the alien man to keep them both healthy and to give them clear complexions.

I had a (kind of) false awakening in a non-lucid dream. Not sure if this would be considered a false awakening or not, though.

Keep in mind that this was a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG time ago. I'm shocked I still remember it.

I was dreaming. That's all I really remember. I dreamed of waking up, but some odd things were happening. Everybody's power was flickering on and off. The rest was really fuzzy.

All I remember is that everybody's lights were flickering on and off, and making some clicking noise as they did. It wasn't really a nightmare, just some odd dream.

EDIT: Now that I think about it, I have a feeling I was slightly lucid for a few seconds during this dream!

Scenario 1

I don´t remember how it began but I was chased by big squishy, purple peas just outside some egyptian temple.
Then the peas were switched for zombies.
Before I went to bed I watched the movie "Outpost", a zombie horror movie and I was standing behind the whole cast while they opened an old iron door of some kind.
First they hesitated and someone was holding a cross but then they went in and I was left outside.
I hurried after them but wasn´t quick enough and lost them.
Inside the door there seemed to be just a long narrow corridor which wasn´t lit up at all.
Sometimes when I dream I lose control over movement and start running in slow-motion and/or starts to lean to one side and eventually fall.
This happened here and I saw a few ghost-like figures flying past me.

Scenario 2

I also saw a documentary on wolves attacking people before I slept so that probably inspired this part.
I spoke to a friend first, not sure who, then we were attacked by a lone wolf but somehow we defeated it and tamed it.
Then there´s a blank space until I meet some kind of boss wolf with a long neck and a kindof smushed together face.
I (I was alone now) tamed that one too and now rode on it.
Then there was this HUGE one that I came across but seemed pretty calm and relaxed even in my pressence.
However, after another blank space I took this one too and unleashed the most gut wrenching roar I could´ve possibly imagine and I saw me sitting on it from an epic angle.
Then There´s no more.