Vesterguard's Dream non-lucid - Notes - lucid 28-08-11 I walk into Drew's room and he is playing computer games. He has 12 hours off and I ask him if he intends to spend all of those playing computer games. I sort of want him to come along, but he doesn't want to do anything but play. I think he is there with his girlfriend, but she isn't going to be there. … I am in eastern Europe walking up to a gold course. The weather is sunny and we are walking uphill. Some of the family friends are there. I am going to play golf, but I know already that I don't meet the requirements to go on the full course, but will have to settle for the par 3 course. The full course looks like it is located in a farmland zone. I go to play golf with my dad, but it is a really weird par 3 course. It can't actually be described as a par 3 at all. First of all the shots has to be fired from inside a room on a floor above the course. I can't find my way into this room so the way I shoot the first couple of shots is by reaching in behind a grass curtain and popping out the ball, which results in comparatively horrible shots compared to the people who are hitting the balls with clubs from behind the wall. I see my dad in there and ask how to get in, and he swiftly directs me. On the way in I notice these scoreboards that proclaim I have 55 (or 53) shots per hole, which is utter ridiculous. Inside I can't even hit the balls and I have to kneel down and reach under some wooden box to get out the ball, which counts as a shot and a new ball appear. My shot is shown on a TV screen and a guide tells me that it is too soon to attempt putting. … Following Andy Belflour through a couple of attempts at solving a puzzle in a burning house. It starts with him shooting a cat/rat to obtain a key to the door that will lead him to the second floor. Don't know what happens after, but there is a woman commenting his lack of skills at the scenario. … We are in a military squad and we are chasing a predator (from the movies). A few of the guys fall prey to him. We are in a scenario that seems a mixture of a construction site and muddy jungle, though the mud seems made from tire tracks. At one point I observe the predator turning invisible and start targeting people with the signature three dots. Some of the people with me might actually turn invisible as well. Back at base there is a message from Atras. It explains that we have a new vehicle available on the mission. Immediately after this the dream jumps to showing the predator pursuing a female member of our squad. They are both on motor cycles and she can't shake him. However she activates this machine in the middle of the site that has an arm that starts spinning around. On it's way around it picks up either another vehicle or container and as it swings around the woman ducks under it, but the predator aint that lucky and smashes into it head first. This may be the vehicle Atras was talking about. … Reading DV forum threads. Mancon explains that his reasons for joining IOSDP is that he believes it in his heart that shared dreaming is possible and is looking for experiential confirmation as there is no recognised scientific support or even possible explanations yet (there are a few, though they are ousted from the mainstream community). In another thread someone is questioning Nomad why he couldn't get into, I believe you call it ivy league universities. And asks if he has a criminal record or something. He replies that he couldn't because of behvor (the spelling was also wrong in the dream, hence I have replicated it here ^^). Notes: The reason I have joined IOSDP is exactly as posted by Mancon in my dream, and I have no clue if Nomad has gone to university or not, so sorry for dragging your guys into my head like this ^^. On a positive note, this is the first time IOSDP members figure in my dreams. … In the beginning of the night I keep waking up and falling into very similar dreams. These dreams consists of protecting the spirit of Ayahuasca from misunderstanding and abuse. One of these representations of her is a rather large woman. I keep thinking to myself how awesome it would be to actually meet her without taking the vine of souls (though I also want to try that) … Very short Lucid. I see the dream manifest around me and I want to give it a bit of time to stabilise. I am standing in a doorway and the scenery is forming around me, the light indicates daytime. There is a yellow building outside and a lot of people on the streets. I walk outside looking around. I am gonna try a new way of getting to Chichén Itza this night. I want to try and summon a UFO to take me there, but it is too early for it, it will wreck the dream if I try it now I sense. So I keep watching the scenery, there is a brown(ish) building with a curved rooftop and it is actually rather tall. I am trying to calm down, which is very hard this time because I feel truly amazing. Like I am floating, but it is different to how I normally feel when flying. Think the best way of describing the feeling is like floating on a cloud of love. The dream fades, but I am left with the floating-love sensation in my bed, so it aint all bad.
15-08-11 I get teleported into a gorgeously decorated church. I am not alone, there is a vampire with me. The church is quite famous though I don't know which it is. I am amazed by this. And I start laughing in wonder, I look back and see if I am the only one experiencing this reaction. The vampire, who looks like Bill off true blood, does seem a bit impressed, however he isn't only happy and excited. His face is lighting up and he is in agony, didn't think of the whole vampire on sacred grounds thing. I rush to him kneel down and put my hand over his face and throat and keep chanting “your spirit is welcome here”. After a while he settles down relived of the holy pressure and a thought occurs to me. If he was feeling the effects, why wasn't I, being half vampire myself. I look back and see a bunch of sorcerers walking slowly towards us. One of them seems as surprised as I am at my freedom from the pressure. Then she looks a bit to her right and breaths out a bit of mist. “Thank you Jake/Jack” I whisper and think of the ghostly spirit that is accompanying us. I recall who they are and address the people walking towards us, being confident that I could annihilate them should a confrontation arise. “The Order of St. Giles right?” These people are vigilant vampire hunters, we are however not here to cause trouble and we don't wish unnecessary bloodshed. I explain that the man lying wounded on the floor is a good man, though he is a vampire. I manage to persuade them to listen out for a second and next we are sitting around a table in a booth towards the front of the church. This time Erik is there as well and it seems like we have earned the trust of the order (In the Dresden Files they are known as the Fellowship, but hey, my dream). I tell him that we will get his memory restored in no time. He sort of looks at me blandly, but looks grateful as well. The scenery starts moving about quickly and I think I switch character. I am moving away from the church and it is dark around me. The streetlights don't produce much surrounding light, but sticks to an unnatural cone straight down. I keep moving away from the church eventually going under ground, where I have to move under some metal fences for quite some time. On the other side the character I am, a little blond chubby boy is given a spell that for some reason is dangerous to vampires. I am not quite there to witness exactly what happens, but a big bad ass vampire in a black long leather jacket appears. I think he deals with the person who gave the information away as I retreat bellow surface the way I came. I wonder on the way back how illogical this is, as if he was chased by a vampire he would be dead soon enough, though I rationalize that maybe big baddie didn't know which direction I went. … I am in a rather big city. Lasse F is there, though the chronicling of the dream is slightly off. I meet up with a woman I know in a shop, I don't know her name though. She has some markings on her lower left face, but I am left in doubt if these are permanent or just some recent light scaring. Her hair is shoulder short and approaching black in color. I dunno exactly what we are talking about, in general I think it is just some small talk to get to know each other. I think we are in the same school. We leave the shop rather quickly and continue the conversation on the street, where we depart soon after. I am at the same spot in the streets now I am talking to Lasse F. I ask him quickly what city in Europe he would consider the best architecturally. I am expecting something like Barcelona or Amsterdam, though he doesn't answer with any of these cities. I don't hear what he says at first, and when I ask him what he said he seems unwilling to repeat himself. The dream is working towards a big meet up of a line of characters, some I know and some I don't. I remember not if this actually takes place in the end or not. … I am in a book shop of some description and all of a sudden a battle between a death eater and a harry-potter-like character takes place. I am not sure if there is an actual battle or it is just pretense. The Harry Potter character is a woman/girl with spiky hair of a dark color. I sit back silently knowing that I could take them both on and get out on top. … I talk with a couple of friends about the way people have gone traveling and are unlikely to come back. One of these is Minka and her brother gets used as an example of a person that has left and isn't coming back. I mention Anders as a person that has come back, and Skovborg might be in the room, he himself as an example of a returner.
non-lucid - Notes - lucid 23-08-11 I am in town at night and a lot of people have been out partying. It is night time and I am headed home. On the way back I decide to do a little parcour, not because I can do it, but because I want to try. It is working out fair, nothing fancy just jumping from this bench to this trash can with the occasional jump off a wall. I get on a roll and I get to the end of the pedestrian zone and due to my momentum and confidence I decide to take a leap out over a couple of cars. Mid jump I realise it is police cars and they realise that I am free running. So as I am hanging in the air they drive to intercept me (gravity aint what it normally is so they have plenty of time, and this might also be the reason for why I am doing so well ^^). I just manage to jump over the police car though the driver is trying to force me to land on it. A big mean looking officer gets out and asks if I have been running out of building and generally getting into trouble (I get the feeling he doesn't like me or maybe just free runners in general). I show him my teeth and tell him I was just having a bit of fun and that I suck too much to do pretty much anything complicated. He lets me go, but he isn't happy about it. I continue homewards, but as I get closer I notice that the street leading up to my building has been taped off with police tape. Since I am not the only one walking this way we are told by an officer that we must go around to the other side of the building taking a longer road that first off leads downwards to a tunnel. I don't want to, mainly because the first officer I spoke to was such a dick, so in defiance I jump up and grab some metal fencing on the top and get myself up. There are some women that help we by lending me their hands to stand on. I know I can get up myself, but I am not too proud to accept the help as I know there is an officer walking behind them. I get up and head for my building, there I see the officer that stopped me in the streets. He is looking at me with a video camera though I have hidden behind a metal fencing and the angle should prevent him from looking through. But he is looking straight at me though! I decide to jump back into the tunnel and take a less defiant approach of getting home after this, though it pisses me off! In the building I go up with the lift and find myself in a flat, which is weird, because it isn't my building after all and normally the lift would be between the flats. I decide to go look for Mark and Drew's flat, as I believe this to be their building. … I am at a narrow cave entrance, looks a bit like what Craig has to go through in cowboys vs. aliens. It is night time and dark. There is some sort of droid sentinel in the entrance. It shoots out a conal blue ray that will lock onto your presence after a while and get you shot. We need to get inside and we loose a couple of droids from the sentinel before we figure out what to do. The conal beam narrows and widen in a set pattern from a line to the cone, though the pattern is rather rapid it is possible to jump from hiding spot to hiding spot while it narrows, if you do get caught in the beam you still have a second or two to get away before getting disintegrated. I run in with a droid that resembles R2D2 a bit and I have to drag him sometimes, because he aint fast enough. It gets hairy once or twice but we manage to get to the end room behind the sentinel. There is a staircase leading up to the main rooms, but before we ascend I throw R2 up to know the sentinel off its position, which results in it falling off the piece of rock and break when it lands. I move through a door and notice a hell of a lot of people walking by higher up, though they are walking very strange. They are walking with their legs spread fairly wide apart and in a set motion that makes them look like robots. I also see some women dressed in red and the dresses are so big that it makes them look a bit like caterpillars. It is about this time I become lucid. As unattractive, as the women are I decide to.. well go for it. I figure I can animate her a bit more and I firmly expect there to be attractive curves under all the clothing. I struggle a bit with the caterpillar suit, but finally manage to get a hand slipped into her panties and start warming her up till she is nicely hot and sufficiently wet. Then I wake up >.< … I am in a room in a rather big house. I don't recall much before realising I am dreaming and doing a reality check via telekinesis. There is a camouflage jacket in front of me hanging on the wall. I pick it up and drag it to me using my mind only. I don't really recall what I am doing before I decide to step up on what could be a fireplace mantel. I create a portal on the floor without looking at it, to go to Chichén Itzá. I then jump backwards and let myself fall into the portal on the floor. I feel myself sink into the floor and then after a short while I am surrounded by light. These would be the ley-lines also located at the pyramids. I start flowing with the lines which is basically just a stream of light. However I notice I can't really see anything besides what it looks like with your eyes shut and I wake up. FA: However I look up and notice there are two comic books. Not just of the same series, but the exact same copy and there is a little animation (like the one in my previous Dresden/Vamp themed dream indicating residual magic). I wouldn't have two copies of the same comic hanging on the wall (Oh yeah, they are also hanging on the wall! XD). I check my hand and see it in extraordinary vivid detail. I count the fingers, there are five of them, but hang on I am positive I am dreaming! Oh, there are five fingers plus the thumb = six. OK! Dream time onwards! I fly out the window while looking at the glass as it isn't breaking, never get tired of that! and expect El Castillo to be on my left as I have had success with before. No luck this time, though I do find myself in a city vastly different from the one I live in, though normally I would find myself in my own neighbourhood. The city or town can best be described as a combination of Bergen (though without the fjord), something Austrian with a jungle surrounding it. I keep flying about expecting El Castillo to turn up at any time, which doesn't happen. The dream is much brighter than the others I have had this night. The atmosphere is thick with jungle feel, very moist and hot, but the sky has the Bergen ever-cloudy look. However I fly up one of the roads at one point and to my left between two buildings there is a giant, yes a giant! It is a man and I think the only thing I tell him is something like “You are a fucking giant aren't you?” (my flatmate later pointed out I might have hurt his feelings like this, so my apologies if I have! =P). While I see and address the giant it is night time. I fly onwards, not sure how (and I don't even think about it in the dream) but it is daytime again and I arrive at a misty edge. I perceive this to be the edge of my dream area and decide to expand a bit. I first command an increase in clarity, which happens. Then I command for the mist to disappear, which makes it thin out a bit, “No completely!”, which makes the mist turn red “The red mist also!” which makes it vanish completely and I can look out over a jungle area, which some houses on the hill sides. I expect El Castillo, but it doesn't appear to be my night, though some of the larger houses on the hill sides take on a partial pyramid shape (meaning they only recede on two of the sides). I give up and decide to try and find someone I can have sex with (Think this is fairly common when I have had alcohol the night before, though normally when I drink I don't turn lucid). I fly back towards the first town and come across some strange wooden fence things that makes me unable to fly because they are so close to each other and I need a bit of falling space before I can fly (I don't normally need this, my lucidity has been directed to my balls at this point it would seem). I end up at a little café and find Djana there, I try and approach her, but know she might not be the best bet. So I move on to a woman sitting at the next table, she seems familiar with shoulder length dark hair and delicate facial features, though I can't put my finger on where I have seen her. I try and kiss her (without talking to her first) she leans away from me and tell me to stop and that she is there with a new boyfriend. OK. I think, after participating in this shared dreaming project, I might have to start considering things like consent just in case I am actually dealing with external entities. I can't remember if I apologise (if I didn't and someone had a nightmare of someone assaulting them amorously, then please accept my apology!) New approach then! “I want sex! anyone around interested?”. I get a fairly quick reply from a woman next table, though I can't recall any of her features. I think grey is the best word to describe her, grey clothes and bland features, fairly boring, but hey lets rock. Think we manage to agree to get away from the restaurant before I wake up. Notes: Right OK! drinking and dreaming tends to lead to sexual desire in dreams, which probably shouldn't come as a surprise as I react the same way to the stuff when awake =P. … Something about getting a soldier in an arm bar after he has crossed a bridge in a forest. He tells me he concedes and I ask him if he would mind going over and pretend to be my prisoner by the bridge so I can capture more. He doesn't want to play ball and I find it unfair, because it is only a game and I should be able to catch more. I let him go and he starts resisting so I get on top of him and start pounding his face with my fists. There is a black guy coming up from the bridge, he looks at us, I don't know exactly what happens or why he does it. … I am punching Rasmus and Thomas is the face while they are sat next to my dad (I think) being punished for having done something stupid. I know people will hate me a bit for it, so I justify my action by telling someone that it will take a bit of heat off both of them, though really it was just for vengeance.
- I was bringing home a kitten I'd adopted from somewhere. Her name was 'Franny Fran' or something and she was tiny, fluffy and light grey. I had to carry her home in my hands because we were walking and had no carrier. At one part of the journey it was really loud with lots of cars around and I had to hold onto her tightly so she wouldn't run away. I got "home" to my old house and put her down outside, and she ran into the backyard for a minute. When she came back she was bigger, like a large adult cat, and was acting like a hyperactive dog. - I was talking to G and he invited me to go to lunch with everyone like we used to. I then realized the only one who didn't want me there was K, so I went. I sat down and started eating when I heard someone to my left whisper very quietly to me, "the weed!". I turned and saw this girl JT was there. I was like "what?" and she whispered, "the weeeed!" again. This happened a couple more times before she just whispered, "never mind". - Also something really weird about talking on MSN on my phone. The text was really big. ('Aoi'?)
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Vesterguard's Dream non-lucid - Notes - lucid 15-08-11 I get teleported into a gorgeously decorated church. I am not alone, there is a vampire with me. The church is quite famous though I don't know which it is. I am amazed by this. And I start laughing in wonder, I look back and see if I am the only one experiencing this reaction. The vampire, who looks like Bill off true blood, does seem a bit impressed, however he isn't only happy and excited. His face is lighting up and he is in agony, didn't think of the whole vampire on sacred grounds thing. I rush to him kneel down and put my hand over his face and throat and keep chanting “your spirit is welcome here”. After a while he settles down relived of the holy pressure and a thought occurs to me. If he was feeling the effects, why wasn't I, being half vampire myself. I look back and see a bunch of sorcerers walking slowly towards us. One of them seems as surprised as I am at my freedom from the pressure. Then she looks a bit to her right and breaths out a bit of mist. “Thank you Jake/Jack” I whisper and think of the ghostly spirit that is accompanying us. I recall who they are and address the people walking towards us, being confident that I could annihilate them should a confrontation arise. “The Order of St. Giles right?” These people are vigilant vampire hunters, we are however not here to cause trouble and we don't wish unnecessary bloodshed. I explain that the man lying wounded on the floor is a good man, though he is a vampire. I manage to persuade them to listen out for a second and next we are sitting around a table in a booth towards the front of the church. This time Erik is there as well and it seems like we have earned the trust of the order (In the Dresden Files they are known as the Fellowship, but hey, my dream). I tell him that we will get his memory restored in no time. He sort of looks at me blandly, but looks grateful as well. The scenery starts moving about quickly and I think I switch character. I am moving away from the church and it is dark around me. The streetlights don't produce much surrounding light, but sticks to an unnatural cone straight down. I keep moving away from the church eventually going under ground, where I have to move under some metal fences for quite some time. On the other side the character I am, a little blond chubby boy is given a spell that for some reason is dangerous to vampires. I am not quite there to witness exactly what happens, but a big bad ass vampire in a black long leather jacket appears. I think he deals with the person who gave the information away as I retreat bellow surface the way I came. I wonder on the way back how illogical this is, as if he was chased by a vampire he would be dead soon enough, though I rationalize that maybe big baddie didn't know which direction I went. … I am in a rather big city. Lasse F is there, though the chronicling of the dream is slightly off. I meet up with a woman I know in a shop, I don't know her name though. She has some markings on her lower left face, but I am left in doubt if these are permanent or just some recent light scaring. Her hair is shoulder short and approaching black in color. I dunno exactly what we are talking about, in general I think it is just some small talk to get to know each other. I think we are in the same school. We leave the shop rather quickly and continue the conversation on the street, where we depart soon after. I am at the same spot in the streets now I am talking to Lasse F. I ask him quickly what city in Europe he would consider the best architecturally. I am expecting something like Barcelona or Amsterdam, though he doesn't answer with any of these cities. I don't hear what he says at first, and when I ask him what he said he seems unwilling to repeat himself. The dream is working towards a big meet up of a line of characters, some I know and some I don't. I remember not if this actually takes place in the end or not. … I am in a book shop of some description and all of a sudden a battle between a death eater and a harry-potter-like character takes place. I am not sure if there is an actual battle or it is just pretense. The Harry Potter character is a woman/girl with spiky hair of a dark color. I sit back silently knowing that I could take them both on and get out on top. … I talk with a couple of friends about the way people have gone traveling and are unlikely to come back. One of these is Minka and her brother gets used as an example of a person that has left and isn't coming back. I mention Anders as a person that has come back, and Skovborg might be in the room, he himself as an example of a returner.
- I was going to meet up with N because he came to visit. I was wearing a big fluffy black jsk wth shorts underneath. I had to stop at some store on my way there to use the bathroom. But they didn't have any toilets, just these weird public seats with a tiny hole in them you were supposed to try to use. There was a blonde girl with her dad at one, but then I realized the holes were taped over anyway, so I just left. Then I met up with "N", but it somehow turned out to be E instead. He hugged me and then kissed my shoulder. He was wearing this purple lightning shirt. We went and did some sort of school thing even though it was still summer. I think it was an adventure but I can't remember it. At the end we were outside my grandmother's house, he had to go and I said "okay, wanna hang out tomorrow?" He was like "er okay" sounding like he didn't really want to. I started talking about what we could do and he was backing away slowly, then finally said "okay I wanna get to my home now..." so I let him leave. - My mom was going to make me drive somewhere even though I didn't know how. I sat in the passenger seat and the car had some kind of semi automatic turning and driving thing, so I just had to steer once in a while. I soon realized I couldn't do it, so I turned around to drive back home, making several cars have to swerve out of the way, and drove on this really wide bike path. Somehow I made it home and was like, "I can't do this". - There was this HORRIBLE bathroom I was supposed to try and use. It was so dirty, the water went right up on the seats when you flushed and more stuff would appear in it sometimes, all the toilet paper was soaked, and there were slices of roast beef in a bucket you were supposed to use as toilet paper. :| I somehow managed to use it, then came out and it was full of people. I started talking to someone and we both said at the same time, "that was the worst bathroom experience of my life!". Then I saw a door at the end that said "ANYTHING-KEI" (I understood it was supposed to be like fairy kei) and went in. It turned out to be this nice, empty, clean bathroom that was covered in rainbows and furry things and everything was animal themed. I was annoyed I hadn't discovered it before.
12-08-11 I am in a kitchen or a wall-less home in the area of the kitchen, the house doesn't seem to have a roof. I keep fading in and out of this scenario so I don't quite think I am dreaming, but I am aware of the subjective nature of my reality. I wouldn't quite call myself lucid as that term normally implies that you have a sense of self and a sense of the world, but I am lacking a sense of self. Again I am sort of experiencing the scenario from multiple point of views. Or no point of views. Until I am given something that could either be described as a piece of jewellery or a dream catcher. The design is really simple. A series of circles has been placed in an inner circle and they are overlapping each other, giving rise to a classical flower picture. I wonder if this is the sign that someone is sharing this. I try and head for Chichen Itza, but this mentation is far too fragile and it immediately destabilise the dream. … Lasse F is with me in my flat at night time. We hear some sounds outside on the road and I move to the kitchen to find out what is happening. It would appear that two cops are struggling to retain a noisy drunk citizen. Upon closer inspection I see that I know this person. His name is Rasmus H. He manage to get free of the policemen, though I would wish he wouldn't. He is just drunk and they will just take him in overnight, wouldn't even be noted on his criminal record. But he doesn't. I shout out to him “Rasmus” he doesn't really respond. Later I shout again and this time he tells me his name is Jesper. Lasse F is somehow jumping out the kitchen window in fear and start running up the street to get away, and all of a sudden a mob of people is chasing him and they manage to trip him over up by a car and they swarm him. I don't know if they will be safe. (this may be from a separate dream, but) There are two people standing by my window armed with bats and knives sort of preventing me going outside. I manage to get out and into a bus where I borrow the drivers phone in order to call the police. I do so and the bus driver seems to follow the mob up the road. We end at a construction site where loads of digging machinery is parked. It is morning now. The mob of people is there, lounging themselves on the hood of their cars. I see a couple I recognise and Rasmus's younger brother pulls in, he was there during the night as well. I first of all tell the police that I was dreaming some of the time, but I know what I saw (I suppose I shouldn't have said that really) I explain to the police what happened and I start pointing out people. They are my friends so it is a bit difficult. When I point at Thomas H he immediately responds that he was somewhere else, so he couldn't possibly have been there. Murmurs take place about my sanity “he is sick in the head” I hear Rasmus tell the lady on his left. I briefly wonder if they are right, I mean after all I did dream most of this up, so maybe I am mistaken. I wake up. … Following dream has a lot of scene shifts, and I am having trouble reconstructing it chronologically so will present it as fragments. There is a concert and Lars is playing the bass. He hasn't been doing it for that long, but he is awesome. During a solo he is killing the groove, while still adding some (pardon my musical ineptitude, but I believe the correct word is) harmonics to the bass melody. I find myself holding my bass and playing along and to my surprise I aint all bad. I am not playing a lot of different nodes, mainly the four strings themselves and a few selections. It doesn't always go well, but as I said it isn't bad. Towards the end of the number they are playing I put my bass down and point up at Lars to let him know he rocks! The speaker is announcing some special surprise and I hope he hasn't seen me playing along on the bass, cause I would suck on stage. But he calls out a woman's name and I feel relieved. However my cousin is lounging it on the couch and I believe a good surprise would be for him to go on stage and have a bass off (that is a linguistically awesome sounding concept btw! ^^). So I nod the announcer a bit, but he doesn't seem responsive. I speak a bit to my cousin and he cheekily smiles and calls me his salesman. I don't mind, was sort of what I was doing, but I truly believe it would have been a marvel to behold those two. skip I am in a big playroom of sorts and we are supposed to play this game. It is a highly modified version of connect four that I don't particularly understand now or in the dream. The point of it is to somehow escape the frame. but you have to hide your coins behind various cardboard cards with an assortment of motifs on them. Later on the game develops and it becomes apparent that it is also a 2 teams versus each other one of the teams just consisting of one person, because the position that person takes is designed from the game to be stronger. Oh and it also turns into a Tetris (spelling) type game where you have to use your colours versus the black ones to block the path of the opponent catching up. It is highly weird and I think the only reason I partially get it is due to me being on team with my cousin and someone else. skip I am walking down the street on a morning (though the lighting looks like it is set in the afternoon) and I am walking towards Kaiser's parents house, though I am expecting him to be there. I find him outside on the road doing something with a water hose. I approach him in conversation and he starts talking about my cousin, who visited him last night. He gave him this list of stuff to think about written in orange ink on white paper. The only thing I remember of the 9 point list is that we are all supposed to do the same thing on September 3rd though I remember the event in the dream I don't now. There is so much more in the dream involving some women that may or may not be partially random at least. Nothing sexual though.
10-08-11 (This might be a non-REM dream) I am at El Castillo, I am hundreds of dreamers floating around the pyramid. I hear a woman's voice shouting “My daughter, she is lucid take her vision” I think am sort of waking up myself, but I try and see if I can lock onto this girl and find a vision “inside the dream” to stabilise. In the meantime I can feel that some of the dreamers, that are me, have found a way inside the pyramid. Everything is growing darker and darker and I wake up. … The HH tests! (the following contains some weird ass HH happenings that deserve attention, especially considering I was lying in bed for almost 6 hours this night without being able to fall asleep) I am somehow involved with a vampire in need of aid and I am presented with a choice. I can find someone else to help her or I can do it myself. I know she needs blood to survive, though I think I am a vampire myself and I know I am experiencing either HHs or non-REM dreams. Hence I know I am in no danger and tells the narrator that she can have my blood. So I open a hole in my arm of about an inch in diameter and let her loose. . - . I am smelling sulphur, which to my understanding means presence of a demon. I have never experienced olfactory hallucinations before and decide to take precaution. I envision my body filling up with light and address the demon. “You are not welcome here, you have no power here, this isn't your realm, this isn't your home”. After having said this in a fairly firm tone the smell is gone and I feel quite relaxed and comfortable. … I am lying in my bed and all of a sudden I feel myself being pulled towards the light. I feel somewhat feminine, but I know I am dreaming and I know I am headed for the pyramid. I scream something silly like “Weeeeeeeeeee!” in excitement about actually managing to go there on my first attempt. Until. I am punched in the stomach on my right hand side it is not a physical punch, in fact it reminds me of of the energy I felt, when I was relaxing my body earlier, except stronger and not under my control. The energy doesn't stop there it travels in a quick violent wave up my spine and exits just on the left side of my neck, just above the brain stem, cutting my connection to the light and the dream. Notes: I felt this “punch” for quite some time throughout the night, though this could easily be explained by being in a permanent state of vulnerability to HHs. … I am looking at an apartment for my mate, Tim. He can't be there himself so I explain that to the people who lives there. The house looks crooked and unstable a bit like Charlie's from the movie with the chocolate plot. I walk around inspecting things while the couple living there tries to sell it to me. I am not particularly impressed and I tell them this. They ask if it is because of the mess and I take a quick look around to see if that could have somehow formed my first impression. But it isn't the mess. In fact as I look around it the second time it looks bigger than what I have previously thought. I go upstairs to a ledge and ask how one would go outside to the balcony I saw from the garden. The man explains that you can't. I explain that I will give my description of the house to Tim, but I find it highly unlikely that he would want to live here. The man tells me that it is nice that I am honest, so they don't have to guess at my reaction. Then they explain that they are actually owning the place and that it was meant to get rented so they had a little extra for when the baby arrived. Skip I speak with Tim and explain how the house looked and he confirms that he would have no interest in living there. Skip We are trying to go somewhere and we have a plane, the rain is pouring down and we can't see a thing. We are driving downhill trying to take off, but we don't have a strip and we don't really know what is in front of us due to the heavy rain. I stop the plane as I don't dare keep accelerating as we are driving blindly. We get out and notice that we have stopped just in front of a high way. … I am in a shoot em up computer simulation and it would seem like my team can't really get further than what they have done so far. I decide to join in. The first obstacle is that we have to get to this little bunker on the beach. I have to go into this and do something in order to capture it. I have an old school sniper rifle with me, which I use to shoot a rather large kid looking in the doorway. I keep shouting to my team that they have to listen out for something, think it may be glass breaking or something, in any case it has to do with the little bunker I am in. I think we fail the first time, in any case I have to go into the bunker again and the second time we are successful, though the kid doesn't appear from the door this time, but a window which means he has gotten around a team mate of mine who is supposed to watch out for that side. I miss the first two shots at the kid, but luckily I have an updated semi-automatic sniper rifle now. The kid was ducking down outside the window, dunno if he remembered my previous weapon. There is a similar station further up the beach and that will have to be our next check point where a similar action will have to take place. I start out by zooming in to see if I can pick out their shooters. The zoom works different to the first gun, where I got the classical circle vision with a corsair in the middle. However the new gun allows me to see up the hills and my entire field of vision just moves closer. The corsair is a white dot. I start picking out soldiers who seems dressed like Nazi soldiers. There is a building or a city behind them and this is the final goal we have to reach in order to win. But before that we will have to get to the next station where we have a man under cover or hidden. I make my way there and make contact with him, but he is pinned down at this moment. He is a werewolf and the only reason the other werewolf or guard dogs haven't picked up his scent yet is that they have been 100% focused on the assault that has been going on thus far. I devise a plan to get rid of the dogs so he has more room to play. We lure them towards us and drag them down into a black maelstrom that leads them to another world. I jump through and they follow me in. There is water on the other side, which only helps my plan as I am going back through as soon as the dogs are with me and closing up the vortex. I trust this will be done though I have no knowledge on how to actually do it. Next section is very blurry. The plan works and we have now taken the next station. Our werewolf goes nuts on the soldiers, but it would seem that they are fairly immune to his bites. I may actually take on the POV of the werewolf as I am biting and tearing. I get something coming out of my back that I can't quite describe, it may be a pair of extra hands or enhancements or it may even be some form of blades. Though I think in the end it settles for something like steel enchants for my arms. We are at the leaders base now, there is a metal platform and railing, with stairs leading down to the beach, which is where they were planning to escape to. There are 3 or 4 of them all wearing orange jail suits. I use my arm enhancements to kick the crap out of all of them. While I do so the perspective briefly switch to 3rd person as I am hovering out over the beach looking down on myself. Focus switch back and I start throwing people over the railing, it is clear that I have won. I do the same with the leader and jump on him leaning my arms over his throat. At this point the dream has taken on a personal feeling rather than a game oriented and I want to make sure that all the people that have been killed are avenged. The leader tells me that without my enhancements I can't do him no harm. I keep pushing at his throat knowing that they will be out again soon enough. They come and he gets scared and I push on his throat harder. My team mates shout to me he isn't worth it but I keep pushing till I hear his Windpipe snap, though I think I wake up at exactly the moment this is supposed to happen.
09-08-11 Frags: In a sofa with Kaiser, lying with our heads in separate ends. The sofa is far too small for us. Naomi comes by and walks through a window door, someone is with her. She tugs us in starting with me. Then Kaiser. He texts me who she is and who Gispo is, it is the guy walking in with Naomi, but otherwise I know nothing of him. The dream is very dark. … Running into Sine on the central train station. She has become a mother and her demeanour is very relaxed and blissful. She is walking towards an escalator and I ask if the baby carrier can handle that and she say yes. I try to initiate helping her out, but... … My Niece is talking and Minka is sat right next to her. She says something along the lines of “This is how I not speak” I look towards Minka and see a surprised look on her face. I then look towards Mette and without saying anything check if she herd that. She says that it was just random sounds. Then my niece repeats herself, and Mette proclaims in astonishing surprise that it is quite a feat to be talking at 6 months of age. The dream takes place by one of the larger doors in the arts class of my high school. … I am at a station switching trains. However I realise that all the trains from this side of the station is going towards Sweden and Germany (WTF!). So I tell my sister that all of us, we are quite a large group traveling will have to go back to Copenhagen Central station and change to go to where we are going. There is a few complaints as it is quite a large diversion from our planned route, but there is nothing to do. I realise I have forgotten a thing or two and I quickly scan the station to see if I can find it. I find some of it which apparently is a rather long rectangular black and red casing to hold a guitar. But all my notes and white bags are missing. I bring up my phone and call my sister and tell her that she should just continue on the train and that I will have to catch up to her later. I am going back towards the central station, but the time it has taken me to scan the station means that the train has been and left again so I will have to wait another 20 minutes. She doesn't sound sad or surprised, but just reprimands me to pick up the missing stuff and get back home. I am a bit disappointed that she doesn't sound sad or offers to help, but hey. … I am at my old high school and I am running into one of the old red brick buildings on the left of the entrance. I am looking out for the changes they have made. The changes primarily consists of adding reclining walls to the stairs section meaning that as you get closer towards the end of the flight you have almost no room to spend on the stairs. I take the first couple, but after a while of trying the last one I give up as I am too frightened. I turn around and see Anders H sitting outside by a window with a book. I explain that it is a pretty stupid solution they have made for these stairs. He agrees. There is much more conversation but I don't remember it. I go out into the yard and head over towards my class room, which is the old art class. I run into a girl I know and tells her the new changes are quite rubbish. She agrees and smiles at me. I then go on to boldly admitting my fear of stairs with narrow steps. She laughs a bit, but not in a mean way. I continue towards the Art room and when I get down in the cellar where it is supposed to be I realise they have painted the hallways dark pastel green. Furthermore they have implemented quite a lot of walls to increase the number of rooms down from the one large that used to be the place. I find Cyrille walking around apparently also looking for something. I tell him I am happy that I am coming here a day in advance, at this point the idea sort of crystallize for me that it is Thursday and that our classes have been planned so we have the entire day off. The reason I am here is to pick up some papers that I have left. (Have a strong feeling it is the same papers from the previous dream) but I know they aren't here, they are somewhere else I can't remember. As I am walking into the room that is my new class room Cyrille mentions that there is playing going on. Which I notice and let him look through the doors first. There is a boy there playing the violin or guitar, but class isn't in session. I don't seem to be the only one confused about the new layout as lots of people, including the teacher, are missing. I somehow know that the confusion is to blame. I briefly speak with a girl before the dream ends. … I am looking at a monitor and in one of the corners of the otherwise white website there is a video. There is also a narrator proclaiming that this is the famous Stephen LaBerge documenting a lucidity experience. The video is essentially just recordings of someone's feet. I realise that they are my feet and that I am dreaming. However I am not in my dream body completely yet and the video is almost halfway through. I manage to turn it into full screen and enter my dream body and sit up. Prepare to get off the table I am sat on and play. But I know the video must be nearly over by know and the scenario ends. I try desperately to bring it back and manage to cling onto a very small part of it. Namely my body posture. I can feel myself sitting up and trying to will the dream back. … This section might actually be a continuation of the above, but if so I will have lost my lucidity. There is a smallish woman standing in front of me by a river. Her hair is black and she is rather good looking. She tells me she is Stephen LaBerge, but in the country she is from her name is something else something beginning with a “P”, pretty sure the letters “I” and “T” are also included. She is taking me up a river on a slow moving boat. The sun is shining and at one point she bends her head towards the water and allow for one lock of her hair to form a half circle against the reflection of the sun in the water. The sight reminds me of how I would imagine a portal to look like. All of the time I have a feeling that I am waiting for the perfect time to realise I am dreaming, but that I am not quite ready yet.
I was in class and the teacher was calling people up to the front of the room and giving them bags of weed. You had to order it in advance, but I couldn't remember if I had and hoped I did, then she called me up and gave me one. It looked good. I sat back down at my desk next to a guy I know, HD, and was all "how is this even possible lol" and he was all "lol I dunno". I hid the bag in my shoe. Then I had to go home and unlock the door for 3 of my mom's friends who were coming over for some reason. One of them looked kinda like a friend of hers irl but besides that I didn't know them. I was in shorts and a t-shirt and it was snowing. When I was just about home, I realized I wasn't wearing any shoes, so I checked my backpack and the weed was in there. I put it in my pocket. I then saw my mom's friends getting out of a car in front of my house and realized I didn't have my keys. I walked up my driveway [which is too narrow to function as an actual driveway irl..] and saw my mom was in the car there. I was like "oh thank goodness you're still here" [??] and got keys from her. She asked what was in my pocket, and I told her it was 'Silver Streak' which was apparently a kind of chocolate. I got an image of it then even though I never actually looked at it, it was little chocolate balls/pellets in shiny silver packets, sitting in my room. Then we started talking about chocolate. She asked me how many Mars bars I had taken because she had bought some, I was like "all of them" and she was like "that's too many". So I opened the door for the people and went inside, but they stayed outside. I went upstairs to a window that looked down at the front of the house, and I could see them out the window, except the room was large, unfinished and completely empty. Suddenly I saw Professor Layton walk up to the house, and I knew it was because he knew I had gotten home. When he spotted me in the window, he stopped, pointed directly at me, and started yelling loudly, not words but just a constant "AAAAAAAAHHHGGHHHH". It really startled me lol and I opened the window and yelled down at the 3 other people, "Why does he always do that?!" They laughed and replied, "Maybe you'll find out." Sooo obvious I was dreaming in so many places lol, sucks
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08-08-11 Spiderman remake, more dark side and set In jungle like scenario. Villain mimics his moves, with ropes out of his hands. Still Tobie playing PP. after having seen some action from spidey, primarily jumping off a building and starting using his web shooters, but also a rather impressive speed punch and dodging the ropes from Darkey McRope Guy, we take off into the forest in a “Non-frictional traction APV” that apparently generates quite some speed and manoeuvrability. … In a dressing room with Kaiser. It would seem I have left my keys and a significant proportion of my training gear at home. I notice however I have some leftover stuff in another locker so I ask Kaiser if I can borrow some of his space. At first he aint too happy, but when I elaborate on the fact that I have towel and such and don't need to actually borrow some of his gear he relax a bit. Besides it looks like he has got a double-locker anyhow. It is twice as wide as any of the two I have had my stuff in. He does seem to be using up that space as well though. … I am hovering behind the enemy team as they are about to embark into the maze. They have futuristic weaponry, but they are lacking the fighting experience of my team. The setting is amongst ruins and within the maze they are about to enter lurks vampires. I am not specifically told what type of vampires, but they send out the same shrieks to paralyse a sentient being in fear, as the red court vampires of the Dresden files. Considering the scenery it would make sense. They are afraid, as they should be. I follow them the first couple of steps into the maze, but my memory is really blurry about events unfolding. I remember the hunting scream from the vamp. A guy might get pulled into a hole in the wall. … I am again in a similar setting with ruins, but this time it is contemporary and we are quite a lot of people there from primary school. Krimi, Skovborg and Hjort are definitely there. We have been playing a sport and seeing as I live in Århus first TH is offering driving me home so my mum won't have to. The offer is placed by Skovborg instead as he actually lives in the city and it will be less trouble for him. We are eating from a large bowl of fruit prepared by my mum. To begin with it contains a mixture of fruit, but towards the bottom there is mainly large chunks of Kiwi. Actually the chunks are so big that they remind one more of large melon slices than Kiwi. I tell this to a girl next to me. “How did they get the Kiwis so big? It is hard to think that it isn't melon you are eating.” A game of volleyball is being played, or rather it is a tournament that could be between different classes of our high school. At some point Skovborg and/or Krimi hears a victory rush and proclaims that he believes their team just won the game or maybe the entire finals. We debate a bit about this. There has been some application forms involved where you have to select a couple of traits that you could bring to a potential team. One of them is “strong thinker” and there is another trait you can select that implicates a test you have to take to verify if you actually posses the trait. I pass the first test, but have to redo the form and the next test is rather difficult for me. Something about holding down “b” on the keyboard for an amount of time, then do some counting and decide where the curser is. I can't remember the second test, but I do recall considering both as highly illogical and nigh impossible. After the test I am standing outside and the weather is sunny. My cousin (Michael) comes up to me and tells me that he considered the first test fairly simple, but he struggled with the second one. He explains how he figured it out. A girl comes up and tells how she easily solved both of them. The second had to be solved by pulling a man that was drawn on the paper away so you would get information revealed that was underneath him. I feel stupid for not having realised this. Skip We are back upstairs where the fruit eating took place and we are lying in a big bed. There are a couple of people there and my mum, who is somehow looking over us is behind me in a corner of her own, also asleep. The girl from before is wearing some red hot pants and a white tank top. We snuggle on the bed, not kissing, not anything else but just hugging up sort of using each other as blankets and teddy bears. I stroke her legs every now and again, sometimes by fluke sometimes a mixture of luck and intentions. I am very careful not to come on to strong, think mainly because I am shy and don't want to push her away. I am really enjoying this moment. I also know that the moment is about to end. I haven't gotten changed yet and Skovborg will call me shortly to hear if I am coming or not. I don't really want the moment to end, but I am aware that it is the easiest way for me getting back home. When he calls I answer the phone and of course I have to answer the question “Where are you” with “I fell asleep, I am on my way I'll just have a shower when I get back home”, “Do you need 5 minutes?” “Not really I am on my way”. I don't want to leave the girl, but we depart.
07-08-11 I am going to sleep on a sofa, M is next to me she is happy cuddling up. … I was in Brighton, and I was getting back home. I ended up forgetting my shoes and an envelope with cash. I was running around in my slippers most of the time. I end up being in a bar and I get my cash back, because one of my friends had stolen it off the window shelf. However when he realized it was mine he had given it to one of my friends for him to hand it over to me. I walk over and speak with RB and ask him why he had taken the money in the first place, when he knew it was lying next to MY window. He explained that he had just found some money lying around, and hadn't really paid attention to where it was. I concede that I may have just picked up the money as well. I count it, the cash is weird, it is Euroes, but the paper is very thin. There is less than I remember but I don't suspect he has stolen any. …
non-lucid - Notes - lucid 03-08-11 I am on a big ass boat. There is supposed to be some frisky entertainment going on, but it doesn't really cut it and people are getting impatient and annoyed. That is until three ladies decide to take matters into their own hands. They decide to start stripping. I know two of them. Carmen Electra, Goldie Hawn and a small slim woman who I don't know and doesn't generate as much attention. We are all (on the boat) sat in the main dining/entertainment room. And it is when the apparent lack of entertainment becomes clear that Goldie decides to go on stage wearing a white, fairly elegant dress, and start becoming naked. After this the dream turn into a montage of stripping sessions, bar the third woman doesn't really ever show anything. Carmen Electra has huge nuts (no surprise really)´, but Goldie isn't far off and has a certain spark in her eyes. At one point she is sat at the end of the stage crouching down with her breasts out looking out over the crowd fairly happy. At the end of the dream all three of them are on stage wearing some stripping uniforms receiving an award from someone important that might have something to do with the ship, due to their commitment and brilliance in delivering the shows. Carmen is the first to pop a balloon, due her wearing something on her nipples that make them look a foot long and pointy. At first I think it is just her nipples, but after seeing this I notice they all are wearing these. My point of view shift so I am now staring at the nipples from the front and here they start looking really absurd and bizarre. They sort of still look like nipples, but it also seems like penises are coming out of these long pointy things. I wake up. (Thank you whoever arranged for that!) … I am in Hornslet and I am talking to Mikkel N. He is sat on the floor watching telly and tells me I am supposed to go and pick up Anders. I remember this and call Anders. He answers his phone though he sounds horrible, really ill and this has some sort of implication on when and where I can actually pick him up, though he is still intending on coming, which I didn't expect when first I heard him. I don't have a car so I am going to have to find alternative sources of transport. I hop in a trailer driven by a tractor. The driver appears and it tuns out to be none other than Darth Vader himself driving, though he has lost all of his terror since the last time I beat him. Now he is just a grumpy old man (in full Vader suit however!!) driving a tractor. We head for the road and I try to keep my head down in order not to get noticed by Darth Tractor. I don't want to get thrown off. I briefly wonder if I am even sure to go in the right direction seeing as I am not in control of the vehicle, but I decide to faith it. On the way out I am trying to fix up this fishing rod. I have already gotten the line through the rings the first time, now I just need them to go through a second (Huh!?). It is my old fishing rod, red and black. After a while on the larger country side roads we get to some narrow town streets. Here it turns a bit hairy as Darth Tractor has to avoid certain obstacles, such as road side stairs sign and people. He keeps looking over his back as if he has seen me, though it could be because he wants to see if the trailer is acting OK. At one point I know he notice me and he is obviously not happy to have me on board seeing as he puts his tractor into reverse and drive the trailer AND tractor through a concrete stairs standing on the side walk. I go straight through and Darth Tractor ends up looking the fool as he is still sat in the rubble of the stairs (the frame still surrounding him, relatively untouched) unable to move. I pick up a glass oven tray, think it still has food bits left in it, walk over to DT and smack him in the face with it. He is stunned for a while as I try to remove his mask to hit him a bit harder. I end up getting the back piece off, but can't remember if I manage to hit him before he sinks into the ground. I follow him down and there is a hide out of sorts where the overall layout is designed as our old basement from 1993. There is more furniture though and it is designed as a place to live, not just a basement. There are two guys there goofing around. One of them is Jack Black and he obviously feels like he isn't getting enough attention so he storms off and comes back wearing some trousers that allow him to hook himself on to rails of stairs and escalators (it is an escalator leading down to the hideout) and ride them down or up at incredible speeds. We calm him down and tell him that he nearly got himself killed, due to wanting attention. … I am supposed to go to Northern Denmark, and I don't particularly fancy driving with my parents so I decide to drive up there on the bike. The problem is that I don't have a drivers license for bikes and I need that to drive the particular bike I have in mind. I contemplate driving up there anyway under a veil (a magical cloaking veil, Dresden style, not a bride style veil), but don't know if the veil will be powerful enough or if I can even drive the bike, which looks fairly high tech, red and extremely fast. … I am visiting Marie (I think) and I am sleeping on a couch under the window. I keep drifting back and forth between the bed and packing my stuff to leave. In other words probably 3-4 FAs. In one of these I am walking down some stairs listening to a Danish rap band. They are rapping about Gyro Gearloose as a metaphor for students not really doing anything productive in society as well as the benefits for western culture to finally have hooked up with China. I sort of like the band, though I am personally a bit offended about the Gearloose part, but decide to investigate. I find out that the band is called “Anus” and that a CD is currently playing. The CD and cover is completely black. I wonder to myself why a band that actually has some decent lyrics decide to call themselves “Anus”, but then again I don't understand modern Rap culture that well. Another FA. I wake up and see two identical copies of my wallet lying about. I need both of them as they contain cards I need, both in general and the upcoming travel. I try and consolidate the contents into one. Another FA. I wake up and start looking around. The bed is in the wrong place and the windows are on the wrong side compared to where I was sleeping before. I am dreaming. My sister is standing by one of the windows and I sort of do the commentary to her. I realise I am naked and I look at her and point my hands towards waist and proclaim “clothes”. I don't particularly feel like something appear, but I decide not to look and just believe enough in the pair of shorts I have wished for. I tell my sister “Now let me show you something cool!” and jump backwards towards the roof window. I close my eyes as I am about to fly through and I bump my head against the window. “Now that is uncool” I laugh and try again this time keeping my eyes open and fly through. My sister seems to be smiling all the time without actually saying anything. At the apex of my flight I extend my arms and envision a forest behind me. Then I turn around and to my surprise it is actually there, though not as “piny” as I had imagined. I start falling, the sensation starts scaring me a bit as I keep falling, but I remind myself it is a dream and I can't get hurt. At some point I shout “stop!” and I stop falling. The dream is dark and the only light I really have is the moon hovering just over the horizon straight ahead. I start flying over the forest and ask for help with dealing with my confidence issues (not in dreams, but waking life). Nothing particular happens, except a road appears a bit ahead of me. I start becoming annoyed about the lack of visual details and light. I shout out “Increase brightness” nothing really happens except some bright spots appear further up the road on both sides. I land by the road and is a bit annoyed of the lack of people. A car drives past me and I decide to stop the next car that is coming towards me so I walk out onto the road and look to my left. Soon enough a car appears, and I hold out my left hand in a stop gesture and verbalise the command as well. I decide to try out something fun I visualised prior to going to bed. I push down the hood telekinetic and the car starts flipping over, though compared to my visualisation it is trying to get around me and I don't have it in a firm grip. The car turns over and as I try to grip it towards me I can't really. However in the back ground I see shadows of motorcycles starting to fly somewhat towards me somewhat out over a forest. The car, which is yellow does hover over the ground a bit, but not enough to say I had control over it. A bit later a woman appears walking from the car wreck. I start making my way to her and ask her name. She is wearing a turquoise top and she is smiling. She tells her name is Anne and she doesn't seem to concerned about me wrecking her car. I feel the pulling sensation of my physical self (My dream body being pulled by the position I am lying in physically, until they match and the dream has disappeared) and I awake. Notes: I didn't spend much time stabilising the dream or engaging my senses. I was always afraid of my ability to sustain the dream as well as slightly sceptical of my abilities of within dream control. The dream mimics my life in a sense that I am in a hurry all the time because I perceive a limit of time much closer than it necessarily is, which frightens me and makes me impatient. Second attempt at dealing with confidence issues went really bad, next time spend time really stabilising the dream before making any such attempts.
31-07-11 I am at a fancy house, seems like one of those houses from a I-used-to-be-rich-and-famous-but-both-are-diminishing-so-I-could-do-with-a-media-boost show. The plot is that the dad has an upcoming 30 year birthday and one of his younger daughters is getting married, but she has left the household and is now sending small items or gifts back home. The dad is getting pissed off because he won't see his daughter for this “big” birthday. All the while this happy therapist/psychologist/con artist is walking around the house commentating on the actions from his daughter, actions she herself has asked her to carry out. One of these is to send back a lot of colourful items, which I believe is nail polish as well as coloured matches. Someone (a step mum or a sister) takes this as an insult and gets severely pissed off, which obviously is the point. My role in the dream is fairly passive I just walk around taking it all in, might listen to some of the people every now and again. … Think this may be a continuation of previous dream. I am lying in a bed and J and Kaiser joins in. J is happy and she snuggles close up to Kaiser or allow him to snuggle close up to her. The setting is a large double bed in bright surroundings, daytime. She moves closer to me, and verbalise that she likes it. We lie like that for a short while until J decides to put her hands in my pants and start masturbating me. Kaiser doesn't seem to like this, but he doesn't say anything. I don't like it and she only does it for about a second before I pull away. I wonder if she even got to reach it as I didn't really feel anything, so I look down and see the tip sticking out of my trousers. The reason I didn't like it was that she did it only for fun, without any actual feelings involved. … I am in Budapest, although lots of time in the dream is spent discovering this. There are a lot of friendly Hungarians around. Even when we are out shopping I never seem to not have a cookie or other piece of bakery and a coffee in my hands. The second cup of coffee I receive I struggle a bit with. The small white lid doesn't seem willing to go on and I have to put it on a table to get it to stick. I believe we have arrived there by train and there is a guide with us. We go wandering Lasse, myself and a fellow traveller. As we are walking up a flight of stairs, very wide in a central public place that reminds me of any stairs in large train stations, Mystery traveller asks if there isn't something about Budapest, the Hagia Sofia or something. I have been thinking about that and tell him I believe it is here (I am aware of its actual location in Istanbul, though I double checked it after the dream ^^). I proclaim that I should like to see that so we go out searching for it. We walk across a market, it is dark and the primary source of light is rather industrial from the shops around set in white tents. I haven't yet seen anything that reminds me of Hagia Sofia, but at one point I see the charactaristic spires fairly far apart. I start running in this direction. I realise that there is little reason to run, but I am just so god damn excited so I slow down and talk to Mystery Traveller. “I get easily excited” I say “I noticed” he replies. So we are navigating the maze of the market and at one point we loose one of our companions. As we look back to find him he is doing push ups over by a little street salesman sat on the pavement. I quickly get the feeling that he has been somehow compelled to do it and I am careful walking back over there. As we walk back all of a sudden everyone drops down and starts doing push-ups. The salesman put put on a military tone and says “give me ten!” But the tone is playful and I realise that he has a game that makes people do push-ups. I feel an electric shock in my feet, though without the painful element, but it isn't quite a tickle. And also I, though knowing his trick am forced to do push-ups. After I am done I check the underside of my shoes and find little green splinters from the game so I take them out and toss them back to the salesman. He doesn't say anything, but somehow compliment me on discovering his trick so quickly. Lasse explains that the price is about a Billion “Euro-something” which after a quick calculation amounts to 15 DKK, which is extremely cheap. … I am in Thure's parents house. He has emptied the kitchen cupboard I notice as I go looking for cookies and fruit biscuits. Outside Thure is trying to stack everything he owns, bed, sofa, mattress on towards the plants of the house. It looks like Ruth's house outside the door. His top mattress falls down and half of it is wet. I tell him he should re-arrange it as it is wet already and it will be lying in a pool of water if it starts raining.
30-07-11 I am on a trip in Holland. First of all Holland has turned in to an archipelago connected with numerous bridges each island effectively having some degree of autonomous control. I rent a quad bike to go driving along the coast lines of these islands to really see Holland. I brag to my cousin about this. I go driving, sometimes close to an edge where there is a long fall down. The horizon seems limited or narrowed in at these times. It is dark. I sometimes make extreme jumps out on to the bridges, these bridges are something else. Long narrow (very narrow) wooden suspension bridges (you know, Indiana Jones style). Brief fearfulness of missing is ever present, but I never do. At one point I make a jump over an edge and land on another island. I am immediately warned that I am trespassing and only people owning 7 bicycles can pass or stay on the island. I get fined. I drive back to safe territory and speak with Ruth, who is at work and Ida is there with her. After explaining the situation she sends me an email with what I am to write to the organisation that manages these situations (It is the same she is in). First in Dutch, then English, so I do that. It explains that I am living with her at the minute and was unaware. … I am on Tenerife and the weather is sunny and bright. I am being guided by a Mediterranean guy who is trying to close the gap between fundamental Muslims, Christians and the general population. He is telling me about these circular buildings on top of walls that we go visit. The roof of these buildings can actually be taken off to let in the light. The complexes themselves seems filled with people wearing turbans drinking coffee and smoking pipes. As we exit one of them he is talking and talking explaining something, but I don't really listen. I pretend and feel that I should tell him something like; Listen I want to hear you, but since I missed the start it is difficult. I just let him talk. At one point we come to a church like structure (we later come to what the guide refers to as “the church”) I feel really happy when I see the spires, which are excessively tall and twisted towards the top, they look beautiful. We then come to “the church” and my guide starts laughing unable to stop himself. He explains that the only thing they actually use their church for nowadays is the bus station and he points at a small black shed, currently empty where you would order your tickets. I go towards the area I presume the buses would be in and start looking up the amazing twisting spire. For some reason I become almost euphoric at the sight. Some mates of mine from elementary school come to greet me. It is all the people a year above me I first became friends with after school. I am pleased to see Lars S doesn't hold a grudge from our last encounter. N is there. Reza is bullying a bit, but I decide that now we are all grown up and I am significantly larger than back then I give him some back and he soon lays off. Lars starts singing. I go to the rooftop of an adjacent building to marvel at the spire from higher up. I then hear Lars continue the singing. He is singing about cookies, coca cola and alcohol and water in the tune to “Beauty school drop out” from Grease, sometimes in tune with the melody other times as an extended talk about cookies that doesn't fit the melody unless you listen to the entire rant. I am laughing, but I somehow struggle laughing because I find it funnier than my body is actually expressing. Lisa is there and we talk a bit about how things are going and I think it is her that asks me if I am seeing someone. … I am at a house. I walk out and press the doorbell. It is blue and I have an instinctual hunch that I will get money from pressing it. Someone appears in the window and I explain my hunch. She gives me money by letting the light on the doorbell button light up. My friend express admiration for my foresight. The entire dream is about me walking around looking out for blue things, including a quite wondrous specimen of blue flowers, plastic from the inside of fizzy drink caps and any other bluish colouring of the surroundings. In the end I find myself staring down a road looking at the incoming rain. It is mild at first but gain in strength, I am looking at the drops as they bounce from the road. The space between them become less and less. A wind start sweeping in from the left. and I start making my way back towards the village counting the blue caps I have collected so far, after first having just stood and just felt the rain and wind for a while.
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