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7:49 a.m.

Operation. Hospital. I was gonna have the bump on the back of my head surgically removed. I asked if I'll have anesthesia. The doctor said no. I asked how long it's gonna take. 10 minutes. I can deal with that.

Lied died in bed while I feel the back of my head being cut, and the "ball" removed. It's all red.

Dream - Lucid

For some reason, I decided to take a shower in my mom's shower instead of mine. Even in the dream, I wasn't exactly sure why I was doing it, but I didn't question it too much. Most of the dream was just me showering in my mom's shower.

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I was in my house. Out the window, I noticed a glimpse of my brother mowing the lawn. He was wearing a red shirt.

Then, I was with my brother in the kitchen. I was messing with an egg. He then said "Oh wait!" and pulled a narrow-looking egg out of a cloth shopping bag. He gave it to me, and I noticed it felt very light and was dyed blue. I wondered it if was hard-boiled and if I could eat it, but decided not to when another thought came into my head: He probably did it for Easter.
"Dying eggs?" I asked.
"Yes!" he replied.

Alright, so I recalled a bit more. I didn't really do anything different, like I was gonna try Xanous's suggestion to write down the events of the day before I went to bed, but I forgot. I'll have to try that tonight.

I slept so hard last night that recall is a little difficult. I rarely sleep so well that I can't remember waking up in the middle of the night, but I didn't awaken at all till around 7am. An awesome night of sleep, but recall sometimes suffers for that.

Dream - Lucid

I somehow got my old job back at the coffee shop. They needed me to be there for an 8am shift. I remember imagining myself in the coffee shop trying to catch up with all the changes I've missed. The coffee shop looked a little different as well, mostly just spacier.

Then, I was waking up in my bed. It was 8am and I was supposed to be at work, but I was in no hurry (that would not be the case in waking life). I was putting my socks on by the foot of the bed. I thought about texting someone at work just to tell them I was about to leave my house. At this point, it was a little after 8. I briefly thought about how I was supposed to be there at 8, not get up at 8, but I shrugged it off.

Then, something about my friend being sick, or me being sick. This part took place in my room and possibly other places in the house.

I then was walking outside by a small in-ground swimming pool. It looked like the outside of a hotel. It was a sunny day, and people were swimming in the pool, but they were all concentrated towards the middle; none were on the edges of the pool. I was with someone, I'm not sure who, but we walked past the pool towards a water slide or small water park.

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I was looking out my bedroom window, and there was an old, beat up red car with a small tree branch stuck in the windshield wipers driving through the back yard. What. The. Fuck. I was a little miffed about that, not to mention a bit confused as to why someone would be driving through the yard when there was a perfectly good road to use.

I was then outside in the driveway. It was a sunny day. I looked into the back yard, and the car was still trudging through the grass. I approached the car, and a big, redneck middle-aged woman stepped out. I could see there was another woman in the car with her in the passenger's side.
"Isn't the lady who lives here selling her house?" she asked me.
"Yes, and I'm her daughter." I replied.
I wanted to tell her to get off the lawn. I know I was thinking about it, thinking of telling them they were ruining the grass and my mom wouldn't appreciate that.

While all this was happening, I was suddenly standing inside the porch, but it looked nothing like our porch in waking life. It was made of dark wood, and kind of cabin-like and rustic. In the dream it didn't seem right.

But then, I woke up.

Last night/this morning, I had yet another dream of someone from my past.

In the dream, I return to a house she used to live in when we were younger. We have gone back there to meet for some strange reason. I do not know this reason, but I know that when I am here now, I do not want to leave without her. I get the feeling in this dream that we have been away from each other for too long, and I am relieved to be with her now. I go to find her in her room and we talk for a bit. The first thing I notice when I enter this room is there are many beds, stacked vertically, one on top of the other as far as I can see. I also notice that the blankets covering every one of these beds are a lush, red color. The dream shifts at this point to a completely different place (another house, where some parts I remember from other recurring dreams) and she takes my hand to lead me to her room. Her face has changed, to someone else from my past that I know, a completely different person, but I know it is still her? I notice that I am in nothing but shorts/boxers, and I have a coat on that I used to wear when I was a child. I use it to cover myself, embarrased, but it seems too tight or small. She asks me if I would like to take two paths to get to her room, her words aren't clear; but I know what she is saying. I choose a path, and it turns out to be a wooden stairwell. I look down at my feet as I walk up the stairs as they are suddenly unstable, so I have to watch where I walk, I can feel them move beneath my weight, but nothing actually happens. The stairs are very steep, and narrow, length-wise. We get to the top and enter her room, which is occupied by a bunch of people. There are about five random people in there hanging out, they are all in their pajamas. She kicks them out and lays down on an air mattress in the middle of the floor. I go to join her and we talk for a bit. At this point the dream turns erotic for a brief moment, and I wake up shortly after.

Notes:

This person is an old friend that I grew up with and at one time in our lives, we had a very strong friendship. Everytime I have this dream it seems to start this way; we meet, and I go to find her in her room, which is vastly different than it actually was in real life. This dream always starts with the beginning, then always shifts to a completely new dream. The last time I talked with this person was last year, shortly before she got married. I have not spoke with her since, even after making attempts to contact her. She is like a sister to me, and we love each other as such. The second room I was taken to reminded me of an elaborate tree house. Small inside, but very comfortable. I enjoy being in places such as this. The unstable stairwell is a reference to my job; I have delivered large appliances to people who have front decks that are poorly built, and move sometimes when I carry the weight across it. I do not know why the beds in this dream have red blankets. But I will note that the wood these beds are made of, is dark in color, and in the second part of the dream, the wood is lightly-colored.

Are you sure that's not something else?
I looked into the mirror. My eyes were very red in the whites, and even my irises turned a slight reddish color. “Holy crap,” I whispered. “Maybe I should get some sleep.”

Formal, right?
I was in a crowd of people. Everyone was dressed in the same color: red. But apparently, everyone was supposed to act formal. I saw Ken, my sister. But in the dream she wasn’t my sister. I slowly made my way through the crowd to the opening where Ken stood. She was very formally dressed. She held out her hand and I shook it. She told me her name. Yep, my sister alright.
“I’m not formal at all.” I said, glancing back and forth between her and the people behind me.
I can’t remember what she said, and the dream ended.

I was recruited into the army as a blue (In the halo world of red vs blue...duh) All i remember is going on some crazy mission to fight the reds, the leader of which turned out to be a class mate of mine. He was probably the only smart one but even so there were far to many idiot reds and blues for him to handle. I ended up just saying screw it, i have know idea whats going on, and just doing what ever Church said to do. All i remember after that id explosions and running and Caboose yelling, who in my dream is like my best friend (Even though Church is his Best friend...whom which we stalk together at one point...idk) This does not surprise me because Caboose is my favorite character. Anyway it was fun.

2/25/12

DILD

Notes: I was napping and using some binaural beats. They were 15 min clips and after the first I came really close to SP. Right as it ended, my arms felt like they were floating up and I could start to see HI. There were some lines of text in my vision that were bending around. Soon I lost it and felt really awake. I tried it one more time and then just went to sleep. I had a small lucid and then a bunch of FAs. Eventually I became lucid again.

I am trying to make a dream scene appear after everything goes white. I decided to pretend it was a snow drift and suddenly I could move my dream body. I climbed up and there was a huge slide. I go down head first on the ice slide and lose the dream again.

Eventually I can get back into a dream from the FA. I start to see my surrounding so I decide to sit down and have a lucid pill. I dig through my pockets and don't feel any. I see a packet of my cold medicine on the counter. At first I didn't want to take that because I knew it was just some sleeping pill, and it wasn't what I needed. However, I couldn't find anything else so I take it anyway. I try to focus on my surroundings for a minute. I then stand up and walk down a hall. Eventually everything went black.

I can still feel my dream body so I try and make the darkness into a dream scene. I think that I am a ninja creeping the the dark. So I start "stealth walking" around and suddenly I can see again. I am in a hall facing the door to an elevator. It beeps as the elevator approaches. I am still in ninja mode so I try and climb up the wall and hide so I can jump the guy who comes out. There isn't much room but I hang on the wall by grabbing this tiny ledge with my finger tips. That seemed kind of lame for a ninja so I wondered if I could just rotate gravity. I look closely at my hands and stand up on the wall I am hanging from. Suddenly everything is sideways. I am walking around on the wall. The is really disorienting in a small hallway. Things start to get blurry so I sit down on the real floor and try and focus.

I take a real lucid pill this time. I reach in my pocket and can feel it right away. I break open the pink pill and dump the contents into my mouth. I sit and kind of meditate for a minute trying to stabilize the dream. Everything looks good so I get up and go outside. It is a beautiful red autumn day. I fly up hundreds of feet above the red trees and a quaint town on a hill. I can get good height flying but no horizontal momentum. Eventually I fall back down and try to find a jet pack. I wanted to use some DCs to help with passive control.

However, there were only dogs around me. A steady stream of huskies were walking past. I tell one to go fetch me a jet jack. It runs into a house and comes out with something else. I ask a different dog to do the same thing. This time I tried to visualize more. The dog didn't even come back though.

I give up on that and decide to try and find some girls. I walk into a house and remember the TOTM. I run around a corner and find this painting. It is about 4 ft by 6 ft. It depicts another beautiful red design. It was kind of an abstract scenery. In the bottom corner there is a menacing hooded face. I decide to go in the painting and thwart that asshole. I put my hand on the painting. It is like jell-o. I then slip my arm and eventually my body through.

I come into the gray walled room. It was tiny. I thought that was pretty anticlimactic. I look around and see elevator buttons on the walls. It is an elevator! Lets take it somewhere. The buttons are scattered randomly around the walls. I hit three that seem applicable and we start moving. We go down and the doors open to a floor of cubicles. People are all hard at work. I slip by undetected. I need to find the boss. I find another elevator on the other end of the floor. There is a secretary watching it. I have to wait for the elevator so I walk by the desk. The secretary is kind of hot so I grab her ass I also feel up another woman standing there. The elevator opens and there is a hot asian girl there.

Perfect! Now I can walk into the elevator and people will not question where I am going. They will just think I am a creep after that girl. I hit the top floor button and we go up. I joke with the asian girl that she is really hot.

The door opens and there is some empty hallway. I get out and walk around. (my recall is failing here but not much happened). I forget about the evil guy and remember that I have to bring something back from inside the painting. I dig through a closet and try to find something that would incriminate the company. I get a sheet of paper that looks like a concert poster. It has a few names on it. In big letters it says, "Sin City." I decide that is good enough, grabbed it, and turned around. There are 2 guys in suits playing catch with a ball. They told me they knew what I was doing and I wasn't going to succeed. I walk back to the elevator to retrace my steps. The door won't open. I look to the window and jump out. There is like a 50 floor fall to the ground. I get up and lose the dream soon after.

24.01.2012

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up and had an image of blonde female DC I believe, but I didn't pay too much attention to it to branch it off to what I may have experienced in a dream.

So I just decided to relax a little bit and try to get my thoughts together and finally remembered something about Metal Gear Solid, and then I was like "Oh okay" and remembered other dreams.

I think I'll also start giving short titles to the dream I have, even though the Title above pretty much covers the overall dreams anyway.

Dream 1: Buying MGS3 and PS2

I was in a room with a random DC who had his games all over the place. I asked him if he had a Playstation 2 and wanted to sell it. He said yes, and I give an offer for "$40" for it (since GameStop, who are really bandits when it comes to trading sells refurbished PS2's for $39.99). I think I also ask if he's selling a Metal Gear Solid 3: Subsistence game as well.



I think he says yes, but I end up looking at a case that looks like MGS4. I think the DC asks me a question on more offers, but I forgot what he said specifically.

Dream 2: Liquid Snake in a red outfit?

I'll assume this was a different dream, I think it chained with the previous though.

I was playing a Metal Gear game, and it looked like MGS1 for the PC. I see these different modes in the Start Menu, but I can't remember specifically what they were, I choose a random one.



It starts out with Solid Snake in the first section of the game, and he's ducking for cover while trying to shoot the guards with his pistol. Then I realize I'm the one who's ducking for cover, so now I take the perspective of Snake.

(I look back now, and I see something was wrong with this dream, you could actually do a first-person view aim with weapons, like MGS3, but I wasn't aware of it at the time).

I aim the gun the guard, but I don't know what happened after that. I find myself in another area crouched looking at a guard's movements.

I was basically in the prone position next to a small opening to a wall. I think I probably got there by crouching from a small hole behind me on the right. The guard starts searching where I'm crouching, and he sees something weird, and he was staring right in my direction.

He says, "Hmmmm??" like he's suspicious, but thankfully I was too far within his radius for him to get too close, so he just moves on his usual patrol route.



Then I see this guard again, and I swore he had a resemblance to Liquid Snake. I think he was wearing a red outfit with tiger stripes on it, but I won't put too much faith on that.



He finds something weird going on again at a different location, and calls for backup. Things are at a Caution level, so there's just more guards in the area, but they don't know where I am.

I think I start shooting them off that knocks them out instead of killing them because they just dropped instantly without any blood pouring out.

After I shot more guards and tried to get out, dream fades I guess.

Dream 3: Conversation with old man DC

I'm sitting with an old man I believe who looks kind of like the professor who gave a seminar on the Memory and Learning course I had to take for Undergraduate studying my first semester in college. Except he didn't wear his glasses.

We were talking about Metal Gear Solid, and the guy talks about how he likes he can freely aim in the game now. I wonder why I'm having this conversation with this old man. His mouth was open a little bit while he was talking, and he left it hanging for a few seconds as well.

The conversation was boring to be honest, and I think the dream fades from there.

Dream 4: Golden Dildo

I'm inside a house, probably the one I went for college break. I think I come out of the master bedroom, and I see a Golden Dildo (I think) right in the middle of the living room. I'm a little bothered by it.

It was kind of big, and I'm wondering who the hell would want a Golden Dildo that looked way too big for anyone. Then a female DC to the left of me asks me "Is that for me?" I can't remember how she looked like, but I felt her presence, I didn't even turn around to look at her either.

(Lol what the hell???? I didn't realize this until I typed it, but I realize I came out of the bedroom with a female DC...I don't know what we were doing before, but the question she asked me makes me assume it wasn't baking cookies or pizza)

I tried to give her an answer without sounding embarrassing, for some reason, it felt like I bought the Dildo, because I was stopping in between words, but I'm still wondering why the Dildo was there.

Dream fades I guess.

Dream #1: My GF and I were leaving my house. We were sitting in my car in the drive way and she had presents for everyone. She told me that she still needed to wrap more, and wanted to put a red ribbon on some of them. I looked around my block and noticed most of the houses had long bright red ribbons out front. I had the "brillant" idea: "Why don't we let my next door neighbor wrap your presents!" (In real life I've done nothing but exchange awkward waves with him.)

Stationed in his driveway was a heavy looking sewing machine from the 50's, for some reason I felt it could be of use (with the ribbons?)...

Note: My next door neighbor has not taken down his Christmas tree since he put it up before Christmas 2010. I have joked about this a number of times with my GF, and I have lucidly entered his house at least once (see Blackbird Flying. I also caught a reflection of myself in his front window in the lucid dream: Cloud Form)

Dream #2: I was laying in bed when Fred walked over and laid down in my usual spot. He told me he had been working hard on the computer and his neck was hurting. So he needed to lay down in a special way using my pillow.

Note: This is the second dream I have recalled in which Fred was in my bedroom as if he lived here. I also recently posted a dream in which I was in his and Katie's room (Stealing Mexican Food)

I was at home, but the house isn't as similar. My sister was frying salted fish; it was smoky inside the kitchen, and the rest of the house. Blur. I slept. I woke up, seeing the same view I saw before I fell asleep. I was in bed. It was a weekday, early in the morning. We had school (me, my sis, and my bro). My sister said it was good she cooked enough last night to last 'til breakfast.

I can't remember much about the events in my dreams lately, so I will just put out words and phrase clouds:
Bloody hands. A long sword. Two swordsmen fighting. A murderer uncaught wanders about. Someone's arms were cut-off. Bleeding. A dead body covered in blood. Screaming. Fear. Dark. Snakes and apes. A theater-like stage with red curtains and yellow spotlights. A grey rabbit mascot. Shy. Sing. Choir. Red chairs in the auditorium.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I may have been in an airport. Near me was a black man who may either have been a friend or an acquaintance. He was kind of tall and kind of strong looking. He had long, wavy, brown hair that almost looked like a wig. He also had a long, black beard. He wore black sunglasses, a black, denim jacket and no shirt, and probably blue or black jeans.

The man was in trouble for some reason. Airport security may have thought of him as a terrorist. I hoped security's suspicion of the man wouldn't spread to me. The man and I seemed separated from each other by about ten meters. Near the man was a line of boxes about knee-high.

I was now in the man's house, which was a big mansion. We were in some area like a living room or a sun room. We still stood apart from each other and facing each other, like we'd stood at the airport.

The interior of the mansion was spacious and open. Everything was white, and there were big windows and sliding glass doors everywhere. The man may have been wearing white versions of the clothes he'd worn in the airport as well.

Somewhere was a "library," which the man showed me. It was really just a bookshelf. It was wall-height, maybe three or four meters long, with five or six levels of shelves.

All the books in the "library" looked like they belonged to one edition or came from one publisher. The books were all bound in leather or fake-leather, marbleized-looking covers. The bindings had gold lettering and trim.

There were only three colors of books: blue, red, and green. The three different colors were all grouped together. There were very few blue books: they only took up a portion of the left side of the very top shelf. The red books took up the most space: from where the blue books ended, down to about halfway along the second to last shelf. The green books took the rest of the space.

The man may possibly have showed me "my bedroom," or the guest bedroom, which was, now, also the library. In this library-bedroom there were a bed and a desk, both white. Over the desk was a wall-mounted bookshelf, with the same kind of books as on the previous bookshelf, arranged in a similar fashion.

I am facing an elevator, and I jumped inside. I am trying to escape something. I look at the numbers, and chose one. The number 10 lit up on the elevator. I think it's the top floor. I also "sensed" that there are some "floors" that lead to death, with some strange symbols on the list. I recall one was particular colored bloody red, outlined in black.

There are people in the elevator. I'm not sure if they were there when I entered, or if they entered along the floors. I vaguely remember stopping in one floor and deciding it's not the right place.

Finally, I reached the "right" place. The door opened, and I saw a line of people, facing right (if I look at them from inside the elevator), with a trail of people going to the left. They were not looking at the elevator, and none turned their heads when the door opened; they were looking directly ahead. They're wearing informal clothing.

I went out, along with a companion, and moved to the "right," the place where the line of people were looking. Then my companion (male) reminded me of my book. I saw I left it on the elevator floor. There were still some people inside. They were wearing formal clothing. I went in, picked it up, and left. The line of people are still there. Were they even planning to get inside the elevator?

I walked off, and saw the place is like a factory.

Mood: busy

NOTES: The keywords I wrote when I woke up: elevator, death, escape, left book inside elevator, turn right. I remember the elevator, book and turning right, but I'm not sure sure why death and escape were there, so I just tried to recreate it.

Lucid:

I was on my bed. I heard the lucid dreaming induction, and I realized I was in a dream. I "woke up" and saw the surroundings in a spiral. I can barely make sense of the view. I also forgot to take off my contacts, so I might have subconsciously included that fact in my lucid dream.

I tried to "follow" to spiral, as I felt my legs move or float towards the wall, and beyond the wall. Then I was standing in my room, but everything is still out of focus. I got dizzy, and then I was back on bed. I thought I woke up, but I immediately went into another dream.

Non-Lucid:

I was in a room with a LOT of people I "know," or at least in the dream. I don't know any of them in real life, yet I felt some sort of kinship with them. We were gathering for something. We're a music or band. I'm not sure if we were setting up the place or bringing it down.

After a while, a new set of people arrived. Another "band," but they're still part of the "group." One I distinctly remember has long, curly/wavy hair reaching past his shoulders. I think he wore red shirt. We rearranged the place, putting up some chairs. I checked the nearby room, but the chairs there are mostly broken down, or at least not good to support people.

Then everyone's gone. Probably elsewhere. But "I" was "under" or viewing the underside of houses. I think it's the same house, but I'm looking at the "underground" of each rooms. I, along with a companion (not sure who, or whether it was a guy or girl), looked at how some of them have dripping "water," and how the spot immediately below it is wet. Some are clean. It seems they "throw" those wet stuff into a "hole" on the floor, and it drips down to the ground.

Then some police arrived. They were looking for us. We had to hide. I saw a closet, and went into it with my companion. I hoped to remain invisible amidst the variety of stuff in that room/closet.

I was in an office, with lawyers. We talked about something. A case? Then something about a 10-year-old girl?

Inside a castle, with reddish tint. Betrayal. A king and his wife. The wife was killed by an assassin. I was a knight of sorts. I went to the dungeons to talk to someone. A prisoner?

I was walking outside with some people. Forest-like. Then we finally emerged beside a mall, SM. But it was difficult to cross the wide puddle of water on the soil. One of our friends, a girl, wanted to save the bees, and released them.

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