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Ok, I remember that instead of going to school I went bowling with some friends (Yesterday I actually did go bowling, so that explains that) afterwards my girlfriend's school (my old school) was having this dinner/movie showing thing and I decided to pop in and hang out with her and some old friends of mine. Near the end of the movie i noticed I was still wearing my bowling shoes when I remember that I had returned them (dream sign that didn't kick in) Later I discovered that I apparently live at this apartment home (which is really like a hotel for the old and feeble) I was walking around in the lobby and noticed someone else from school was there too. Her dad was sitting at a computer. She introduced him as like Andrew or something. The computer screen said Alyssa instead of Andrew though (second dream sign that didn't kick in).

In the dream I noticed the dream signs, said they were weird, but continued on.. PROGRESS!! h


I know I haven't been on top of things lately, but it's going to seem like it's getting worse because I'll be gone for a week. I'll try to write my dreams down and post what I wrote at the end of the week when I get back.. Too-ta-loo!

The first of these was a couple of nights ago on 10th February:
I remember being on a spaceship heading away from one of many planets, I knew the area was uninhabitable for some reason (black hole, antimatter or something). The next thing I remember was heading back towards the planet, feeling nervouse, with some sort of process in mind to make it habitable.
The next dream was last night 12 February:
I felt in a panic as I needed to get something important to a friend or work collegue. I was on the bus heading down the main Leeds road, trying to make sure I had everything only to realise that I'd left without putting any shoes on. Very concerned, I tried to work out if I had enough time or money for buying a pair before we were due to meet up. I decided not to and on turning up had to admit my ommission to which this person said not to worry, he had a pair that would fit. I felt sure they were too small but not wanting to contradict him I put them on, at which point I woke up.

(real life)
I got a call from this guy who lives in houston, he said hey Jamone this is Joseph (he sounded like a ghetto accent).* I said no man this is Josh.* I expected him to say oh woops I called the wrong number but instead he said Oh well if you see him, tell him Cicero is looking for him.* I went with it thinking this guy will realize I wasn't who he was trying to reach but he wasn't too bright.* I said aight mayne (with a ghetto accent).* He said hey man you know anybody that wants some handlebars?* I said nah man I don't.* He said aight well latah mayne.* I laughed without an accent saying bye.* Anyway, the next day he called again but i was in college and I couldn't really answer it.
The next night, I had a dream about that guy finding me and here it is.
(dreamed this)
So for some odd reason, we were having a church basketball tournament and we were on the road to New Orleans.* We finally made it to where we were going and it was a restaraunt and a gym and an arcade at the same time.* When we got there, I recognized some people from our church.* We had to take our shoes off at the entrance like at a kids play place or something...
When we walked in, my family went to get a table and I was going to have a look around the place.* I started walking toward the arcade when these two black guys came out of the arcade and said hey Josh what's up man?* I was confused.* He said, don't you remember me?* It's me Joseph!* I then kinda paniced thinking he was going to get mad that I was pretending I knew him on the phone.* He said and this is Cicero remember?* I pretended again like I knew them and was trying to find a way to get back to my family.
Then he said I got those handlebars you ordered!* I figured I was going to have to buy some handlebars to who knows what (the guy never told me what they were for in real life) and then I could go be with my family and this would all blow over, but that's not what happened.
He pulled a brown paper sack out of his jacket pocket and it looked like drugs.* I tried to go toward the restaraunt but they said come on this way and they said we'll go over here so nobody suspects anything.
*Now I'm not a racist so don't judge me!*

We go down this long hallway and at the edge of the hallway is a window on each wall and I can see a basketball gym out each window.* They shut the shutters on the windows and he said alright here is what you get, it is the good stuff.* I kept trying to find a way out but there was none.* I looked and said yep that's what I wanted (trying to get rid of them as fast as I can).* They said alright now you got the cash?* I had left my wallet in the truck and I was now wondering if they found out I didn't have enough money, would they shoot me or try to fight me?* I said oh I left my wallet let me go get it.* They said aight we'll wait here.* I then rushed to get to the restaraunt to tell my family the odd situation and on my way there my dad walks bu and says hey we are leaving, I've been looking for you.

I go to the front door and there are shoes everywhere!* More people showed up and now there are just piles of shoes by each door!* I look for my shoes where I left them and they aren't there.* I then see a little girl sitting on the floor with a cast on her left femur, putting on shoes that are a little too big for that look exactly like mine.* I said I think you are wearing my shoes and she says go away these are mine!* I then said fine have it your way.* I took them from her and she starts screaming.* People look at me and I said that she is stealing my shoes!* I get them and they don't fit me, they are too small.* I then hear my dad say hey Josh your shoes are over here hurry up.* Man I felt stupid.
I gave the shoes back and her older sister who is about my age said don't worry about it, she has been a brat since she broke her femur.* I said it is okay I can understand what she is going through, I broke my femur around that age also (true story I actually did).* I go get my shoes from dad and then I woke up.

DreamLucidAwake

Drawing Practice

It was a false awakening and I had emerged from my parents' bedroom in the afternoon. I was planning on going downstairs into the living room to draw pictures. On my way a woman in an assassin's clothing kicked open the bathroom door and ran down stairs. Although it was never mentioned, I can only refer to her as a goddess. I continued to walk down the stairs and went into the living room. In there the goddess from before was throwing daggers at another goddess wearing white robes. Despite the daggers and light magic flying all over the room, I made my way to the couch where my notebook was. As I was about to start drawing, the white goddess threw the dark one onto my table and it exploded. I then decided to move to the kitchen where I could draw in peace. I drew multiple small objects and then a sketch of a picture of a war general. The picture didn't look like anything fancy or describable. I think the battle managed to find its way into the kitchen and woke me up.

Slap Me Awake

This dream was a short false awakening and a nightmare. It was the middle of the night/early morning and I had awakened to a man jumping into my bed. He got on top of me and held me down. He started slapping me and punching me while speaking insane gibberish. I woke up after about 20 hits or so.

Slap Me Awake II

Same deal as the last dream. A man in dark clothing jumped on top of me as I was sleeping and beat the crap out of me. After just a few hits I suddenly remembered it happening before and became lucid. At this point I took a little more control over the situation and tried pushing the man away. I managed to keep him far way enough so he couldn't attack me. I tried to handle it subtlety by trying to make him dissapear. When I attempted this he gave me a wide eyed stare that seemed to pierce through me. His eyes seemed to be saying "I'm not going anywhere." Between his horrifying stare and the shock of my dream control not working I woke up.

For a few seconds I was in a state of fear after waking. Fear quickly turned into anger because I had allowed it to succeed twice. As I was falling asleep again, I wanted it to try scaring me again.

Slap Me Awake III: The Revenge

It was the same as the last time. Creepy man jumped in my bed and started to attack me. He only got in a couple hits this time before I became lucid once more. This time I decided to do it the old way. I pushed him away from me and kicked him off of my bed and onto the floor. I knelt down, gripped him by the chest, and threw him straight through my bedroom wall. I then opened my bedroom door and walked over towards his body. As he tried to get up, I jumped on top of him and started punching him as he did to me. I then dragged his nearly unconscious body back into my room. Thanks to dream physics, I was able to cram his whole body into my dresser drawer. I woke up shortly after. I had woken up happy and almost laughing at my triumph. Nightmare conquered.

Horse Racing Peter Griffon

It was a pretty short and blurry dream. In the dream I was a black pony on top of a brown horse (big difference). To the left of me was Peter Griffon on top of a similar looking horse. That funny race music started to play and a gun shot went off. I don't really remember much of the race except that I barely won. I tried to a give a thumbs up but then I realized pony's don't have thumbs. Sadly they only have hooves.

Horrible Shoes

Yet another false awakening. I came out of my grandma's bedroom in the middle of the day this time. I sat down with my family to watch some show on tv. In the show there were 3 detectives or police officers and they were discussing a crime. All of the sudden Man 1 took a notice to Man 2's shoes. He said they looked horrible even though they weren't that bad. Then Man 3 pulled out his revolver and shot Man 2 in the foot. Crime against fashion? I was then asked if I wanted to go to Walmart. I didn't have anything better to do, so I agreed. I woke up before I even got out the door though.

End

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in some place that looked like a living room. But there were a lot of people there. The living room was lit with natural light, which came in through a big window off to my left. I sat along a wall with a lot of other people. In front of the window may have been some boxes or cases, like guitar cases.

A tall, white man with shoulder-length, brown hair walked up to one of the guitar cases and picked it up. (Or he may have brought a guitar case to the window and sat it down.) It looked like the man was struggling a bit with the guitar and case. So I got up to help the man.

I found that I was really of no help at all. I tried to grab one end of the case and just dropped it. The case was really heavy! Somehow the man managed to arrange the case or pick it up or something.

I knew the guitar was the man's guitar. I knew the man was in a band, so that he was out playing this guitar all the time. I asked the man, "No offense, don't take this the wrong way. But -- how can you play a guitar like that for a whole show?" By this time the man had the guitar out and was tuning it. I continued, "I can barely lift the thing. How can you carry it for a whole show?"

The man may have made some comment to me about how I shouldn't be so lazy, and how it wasn't so hard to carry the guitar.

I got a closer look at the guitar. It was made up of a lot of gagues and meters, like for some kind of electrical reading apparatus. The strings and tuning knobs themselves looked more like high-tech machine parts than guitar parts.

The man had started playing something. An old woman came up to me, as if to dance with me to the music. The old woman was just a bit shorter than I, with a big, round hairstyle of dyed-bright-red hair. She was slightly tan, with slightly wrinkled skin. She wore black sunglasses and some kind of white, soft, leather jacket.

I spun the old woman around a few times. But I started to wonder if everybody around me would think I was in love with this old woman, since I was dancing with her.

I sat in the room, in the dark. A light shone on the wall across from me. It was like a round spotlight. It shone on two or three spots of a map. The spots may have moved around. The map showed countries, possibly like in Europe. The colors of the countries were probably pink, purple, and orange.

I was standing up again, in the daylight again, and possibly dancing with another person, possibly my brother or sister.

Dream #2

I was in a place like a zoo or some kind of national park. It was daytime. The light was slightly pale, the sky may have been partly cloudy, and the air cool and a little breezy. I had just walked away from some group of people, possibly my family, or maybe a group of friends. I think I went away from them so I could go get my shoes.

I was walking on a wide, stone-tile path. There were big groups of people all over the place. Off to my left was an asphalt path that went back through a moderately wooded area, up a small hill, possibly to some mansion at the top of the hill. I kept going forward.

I walked past long stretches of benches that ran along the curves of the wide stone-tile path. There were crowds of people standing and lounging around, and crowds of people sitting on the benches.

Toward the end of one of the stretches of benches I saw an old friend from high school, Michelle, who I hadn't thought about in years. She looked a lot different. She had short hair, buzzed all around the sides, with just a flip of dyed-blue hair for a kind of bangs-effect. She wore a blue hoodie and blue jeans. She may have been sitting with a girl, who may have been her girlfriend.

I was happy to see Michelle again, and I called to her. I may actually have thought she was one of my cousins. I had to keep on going -- I had to find my shoes -- but I yelled out to Michelle, as I passed her, that I'd stop to talk to her when I got back.

This path had apparently run along the edge of a cliff or steep slope, which was off to my right. The path went down a gentle slope just past where I saw Michelle. I must have gotten down to the bottom of the slope.

In my mind's eye I saw my shoes: they were old, worn out, brown leather shoes, almost like something in a Van Gogh painting.

I don't know if I ever found my shoes. But I was now running back up the hill. I had to get back to the people I left, so we could leave the "zoo" for the day. And I had to get back to them on time. But before I went back to the people I'd left, I wanted to see if I could talk to my friend/cousin one last time.

But as I was running, I got jammed up. It was like some person in the park was trying to be a jerk and had gotten in my way. Somehow I'd gotten tangled up with this person, who I couldn't see -- I think they were behind me. I kept struggling and struggling until I was free. I then kicked the person.

When I turned around to the person -- I'd expected to see some tall, white guy who was being a jerk -- I saw a kind of short, really fat, black woman in a police officer's uniform. The woman started yelling at me, "You think it's cool to hit a police officer? You're gonna pay for that!"

I was trying to figure out what I needed to do to make up to the police officer. But she now started giving me a kind of mild lecture on how there was no running in the zoo, how it was too dangerous. She may have said, "Especially when you're not wearing shoes."

I suddenly realized I knew this woman. She "had been" a "ranger" at one of the New York City Parks I'd worked at in the past. (IWL she had been a different kind of worker than a ranger.) She was now a bit taller than me, in much better shape, with a bit lighter skin-tone, and wearing a ranger's uniform.

The woman started talking to me about what had been going on in the parks since I had left. I thought this woman was taking up all the time I'd wanted to spend talking to my cousin/friend. I thought she could even make me too late to re-join my group and go home. But I thought I should sit here and listen to her anyway. I was still trying to make up for having, technically, assaulted her.

The woman's main focus was some woman who had gotten kicked out of the Parks Service. The kicked-out woman had done some apparently scandalous things. But they didn't sound very scandalous: mostly just spending too much time talking to park-goers and not enough time doing her actual job.

As my old co-worker spoke, it became night. My old co-worker became a kind of tall, overweight man wearing glasses. The man was black, with a light skin-tone and freckles. We stood in the blue night, at the edge of an asphalt path, near a stand of some tall pine trees.

The man kept telling the story of the kicked-out woman. Apparently on the day the woman had been confronted, she'd been having a really bad day. She'd actually gotten violent with some people. But now that she'd been confronted, she'd gotten even more violent.

The man backed himself deep into the stand of trees, almost to the edge of some cliff or steep slope. I had to walk into the trees to see the man, who stood under a clear sky hung with a huge, clear, white moon.

The man began acting out all the violent motions the woman had made when she had been confronted. The man was tossing his limbs all over the place and shouting. He looked crazy. I was a little afraid, as if I thought the man would attack me.

First dream:

I wrote some key points. down, but when I woke up I couldn't remember much more than what I'd written.

I am at school buying lunch with C (from jr. high/currnet) and 2 (?) other friends who I don't remember. S walks by with a friend and casts me a scathing glance. I feel satisfied.

Second dream:

I am in band, but band is taught by Mr. Kn (my teacher from media in high school). M is in band with me (and she was in my media class for a while!). M offers to drive me to our competition. I am in her car - it has a dark red roof that is "pressed velvet". I suggest she gets a chandelier for her car, and feel please with myself for making this funny suggestion. We go somewhere and I buy new shoes. Throughout the dream I struggle to hold all the things I am carrying - my new shoes and old ones, my ipod, other things.

We get to the gym for the band competition, but we are there almost as a prank. We perform, but are obviously not trying, and are just making fun of the other bands. We have no instruments. Someone says "get into groups of three!", and we line up in threes. A police man comes and starts to talk to Mr. Kn - we are in trouble for making light of the competition. I walk away.

Shoes. Stores full of shoes. I wanted to buy one. I found one, and then a store keeper found me one. I asked if it's okay for me to just carry it while I look around for other designs, so that I can compare. It seems it was okay with him.

I ended up in some other shoe store that also sells clothes, but when I didn't find what I want, I went back to the previous store. Only, it looked a lot better than before. I looked at the prices, and I saw one I like, but it costs Php 800-plus. My budget for the shoes was only 300-plus. I took the one that the guy gave me before, and told him I'll buy it instead. It costs around 167, or something. But I didn't realize that's only for one shoe. For two shoes, I had to multiply the price by two. I checked my budget to make sure I still have money. They already put it on the counter and even already wrote a receipt for it. One clerk just paid for the cash I lack, since I gave the impression that I still have to withdraw money (I didn't say it, but I thought it). Fortunately, I found a total of 500 in my wallet. Then I realized, and asked if they also accept the Smart Money debit card. They said they do. Well, too late for that.

really weird one on thurs (01/09) where i was riding around on my bike alot. eventually i realised i was just outside the zoo. its great because it always feels the same with different parts of some zoos but always based around the most local one. you can see alot of the animals by just going by outside but the ones where you actually get into the zoo are pretty amazing but never done it lucid yet.

i was just outside this massive lion field and i had to go back for my bike just incase i had to make a getaway. as i was coming back up the hill i saw the elephants in the back ground which were the size of houses almost like something from a dali painting. this almost got me lucid but i didnt quite make the jump.

the other odd bit was that i had these riding shoes that also seemed to double up as some kind of ipod type thing. this got me thinking about dress sense and it was odd because i remembered having certain different clothes from previous dreams yet still didnt get lucid. i remember thinking that i had lots of good bits of clothing but never really coordinated. then i realised that i didnt care at all

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I'm in my room looking for things to wear that go with a shirt of mine.....and then I stroll across my black shoes with white soles. The soles are dirty and I think about washing them entirely, or maybe just using a toothbrush with some bleach on them.

I find it funny that I was just thinking about how I need to do better in life, and have a dream about me cleaning my "soul".

Hi everyone, I won't be adding any of my non lucids from the trip, just the lucid ones.

I was walking in an aquarium looking at all the different fish. I saw a shark swimming towards the glass I was looking in and it started slamming the glass. It started to crack and I ran down a hallway in the aquarium away from the cracking glass.

I saw someone pinching their nose in the hallway and I thought that was really weird. I remembered reading a thread about seeing people doing RCs in real life. I stopped running and did a nose pinch RC myself, believing I could breath through my nose. I could breath!

I was dreaming! I stabilized the dream. I tried to think of what I wanted to do. I wanted to go to the shared dreaming experiment but I just couldn't think of the name of the pyramid. Whenever I tried to go there it shot me back into the aquarium.

I decided to complete one of the tasks in the Task of the Year (Which I memorized) I wanted to steal Dorthy's red slippers. I broke the aqurium glass and swam up expecting to appear on the yellow brick road. I got out of the water and climbed onto the road.

I saw Dorthy and tin man in the distance skipping down the road and I ran towards them. I took over tin man's brain and made him shove the slippers off Dorthy. I made him hand them to me. I tapped them 3 times and said "There's no place like home"

Suddenly colors started spinning around me and I was swimming in a lake of.....pencils? I grabbed a pencil and examined it closer. The words on the pencil were gibberish but they were in the design of a wave.

It started to rain and the yellow color of the pencils started to wash off. The rain felt very cold and wet and woke me up.


When I woke up I swear to god I could still feel the rain and I thought I was in a false awakening. I did an RC but then the rain feeling went away.

"Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out."
Iris Murdoch

Yeah, I been lazy with my DJ's. I have a few written down but not uploaded. Oh well.

I was all ready to walk to the bus stop so I could go to school. Usually my mother drives me to the stop, but this time my dad walked with me.
The sky was a deep, morning pink. The chilly breeze was calming and the dewey grass was very green. The waking world was quite a beautiful thing to see. The geography of my neighborhood was quite different, but the beauty of the world distracted me from noticing.

I walked down to a big round area of road, like a cul-de-sac but with 3 roads coming into it and I saw Mrs. Green [pseudonym], a teacher from when I was in first grade (not my teacher, but one that I knew). She greeted me and I said hello, and I noticed, I didn't have my bag. Or my shoes.

I told my dad I'd be right back and I ran to my house. I moved very quickly. When I arrived, the garage door was open and a golden retriever was inside my garage.

"Hey!" I shouted, "Beat it you dog!" And thus, the dog quickly ran away.

And that's it. What a weird dream it was.

No. Go away. Get out of my house.

3/11-12. 1. Looking at Chucks. Dickies store? Selling for $50 (I'm not exactly sure if this was from tonight, but I remembered it when I went to a store that sold shoes today. Could have been from the night before, or 2 days ago [been horrible lately abut writing dreams down right when I wake up])

In a house and I’m sitting on the floor, beige. Dad and I then walk around the house, like it’s a tour. It’s Gma V’s house. I’m wearing an SCBA mask for some reason, purge the bypass. There’s quite a bit of remodeling work being done. Lots of art, glasswork, and pictures around and on the being of being clutter, like a mansion. Then there’s stuff that’s broken or stolen. Gma knows who it is. I examine a broken glass piece. Outside and see some windows broken out, 2 story house. Then I’m lying on my stomach and there’s a super deep hole in the ground and other people are stuck on ledges. I’m a little uncomfy on that edge so scoot back a little. Christopher Loyd (Doc from Back to the Future) falls. We start to turn off the lighting for some reason. We get a system of 2x4’s set up and they’re placed in a certain order and they help pull up the people trapped. It’s my job to put the boards in the correct spot (I have had this dream before about the mine shaft, Doc falling in, and the board system). Then Herman Munster (from The Munsters) is helping us out. Then we’re on some plains, looks like Stonefield from Rift, and there’re these pins I have to stick in the ground to keep monsters away. I’m examining the tag and pin because the pin goes into the center of the tag, but looks like it barely stays on and could come off easily. Then the pin and tag have turned into the guy from Inglourious Basterds, the one that says, “How fun!” He’s in a tank and is stiff like an action figure, the tag is his base, like a plastic Army man. He’s kind of yelling at his tank crew about something

28.02.2011

School and Clothing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Log: 6:00am Monday, February 28, 2011
6:20am
Hours: 0:20m Alarm: 6:00 Audio: None

I obviously got more sleep than 20 minutes, but i only remembered this dream.


The dream starts as i sit bored in a classroom. I start to get organized as the class comes to an end. I had to grab a lot of clothing for some reason, i had two pairs of shoes, a pair of shorts, and something else i can't remember. I got it all in my arms and backpack on as i left the class, and as i left, about a program the school was doing that involved giving points equal to those of the dumb people to the smart people, Austin Swaim walked out saying some stupid remark about it. I walked out and i was headed toward homeroom. I went up the stairs, and when i got to the top i saw Sam and we grabbed hands and i told her i would meet her back here, because i had to find my shoes that i lost. I looked around and decided to go down the stairs again, but as i was trying to get down the stairway that was kind of small, Mrs. Frazer was at her desk getting something, and as i tried to step down, Franklin put his arm out and stopped me. Apparently Mrs. Frazer needed to talkto me and the other homeroom people. I told her that i would have the money next time (For something having to do with Cancer...). So i decided to go back upstairs instead and i then saw a shoe lost and found! A few people, 3 or 4 were there frantically trying to find their shoes before class starts, and i saw mine right there! But, before i could go over and get them, my brother woke me up, his voice saying my name through a dream character, and then i woke up. It was awesome.

I am going to school, but I am dressed like a clown. I am wearing clown shoes, the ones with cured toes with a ball on the top. It is green and chubby. They look into my student book. I know that they should not do that.