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Dream #1

I was walking out on a sidewalk, near the top of a hill. It was daytime, and the sun was bright. I was walking past the stone gates of some kind of professional center. The gates had an arched entranceway.

One of my old friends, PD, walked out from the gates. PD was apparently dressed as a business professional. But she looked kind of horrible. She wore a grey skirt and a green blazer, with a white blouse that had some kind of old-style bow-tie on the front of it. Everything looked like it was from the 1970s.

PD's hair was also weird. It didn't look quite real. It was curly or crimpy. It looked wet, like after a shower, when a person's hair looks damp and a bit disarranged. But it also looked dry and dead, like the stringy hair of an animal that had been laying on the road for a while.

PD's face looked about the same, except that she may have had a tan, and that her face may have been a bit worn with age.

I called out to PD, kind of gently, since we were so close, and I was so awe-stricken at seeing her. PD said, "What makes you think you can just come up and talk to me after all this time? I don't want to see you anymore."

PD either got onto a bus or got into a white SUV, driven by some rich guy who had been waiting for her. I respected PD's desire not to speak to me.

I walked down the hill and found myself under a bridge, like a bridge for a highway overpass. The sunlight curved down under the shade of the bridge, making a warm little quarter-circle of light in a small space.

Some kids may have been skateboarding in that space of light. One of the kids may have had a red and white skateboard, with a design almost like the Coca-Cola logo.

Dream #2

I was watching an old film. The main thing about this film was actually the music. Some great composer from the early twentieth century had made this music. The film may have been a documented performance to accompany the music.

But what the film was was living footage of an actual event. The footage was from one of the World Wars, possibly WWII. The scene was some torn out space of land. The upper right area looked like a trench or a foxhole. But the whole area before the foxhole was a blasted out cavity in the ground.

Two or three men sat slumped on the ledge of the trench and the blown out space. Behind the men was a bright light. Some thick cloud of gas spewed out from behind the men and into the blown out space.

The way the men were slumped against the trench and each other, it was obvious they were dead. I assumed that the gas clouds I was seeing were poison gas, and that the men had been killed by it. I assumed their deaths had been very painful.

At some point the music built up to an ominous crescendo. I was trying to figure out why the composer of this music wanted us to watch the actual deaths of soldiers on the battlefield while we listened to his music.

Prisoner of Love (FRAG)

I was either in a prison or a intensive camp and I was flirting with this one girl. It counted that I was in a thing with this girl bt then later on I was seen flirting with another girl and then the first girl came in and saw me and was all piss so then I was trying to win her back and things but none of it worked. The camp (i'm going with camp) counselor kept trying to gently get me to stop because nothing seemed to be working but I was stupid and stubborn and kept trying and ended up doing more harm then good. There were magical aspects of this dream but I can't remember them...

Camp Delights

Me and my friends Nick and Frankie were driving through the woods when we stumbled upon this campsite. It was cool because we were at the top of the hill and the campsite was further down and there were 2 paths, one was a straight down path and the other was a swirly san fran hill path. We took the straight. When we got to the bottom I'm pretty sure there were multiple buildings but we decided to be squaters in this one building. It was full of normal things that happened somewhat strangely-the one I can remember was when I got hungry, I would get a pancake from the closet, put it on the bottom side of a skateboard deck and snap the part of the deck that was holding the pancake off of the rest of the deck and use it like a plate. I did this twice. Then I saw an old person in red walking quickly away. He saw me and we had to get out of there as soon as possible. We all ran out to the car but there were these three small 8ish yr old kids who were hanging off of Frankie and he had to violently push them off. We started the car and went on the swirly path up the hill because surely the old man would have called the cops and they were headed down the main st. I was in the back seat and there was a blanket that I was trying to get under wile still watching what was happening on the outside. We passed these strange tank like machines that I knew were for construction and then I woke up.

Going to bed 1:00-1:30
Goals: Detailed recall
5:08 Just rem talking to jess, maybe her bro to, i think about a song, i rem the number 3 being significatnt

6:36 I just rem being in a restaurnant and waiting for something in particular to be out on this buffett table. I just rem watching it as an employee goes back and fourth between there and some room adding more to the table each time.

8:20 Had a dream i was standing in line for something school realated, the line is quite long and where i am standing the only person i recognize is janade from a long time ago. In the dream i think her name is sarah. I tell her, last night i dreamt this exact scene, standing in line and you being here.

9:OO Briefly Exploring the Dreamworld Me and jesicas brother are in school for a class, somehow i become lucid. I dont think i tell him or anything, in the dream it felt like i had dreamed this scenario already so i knew it was a dream. This dream shifts like crazy, sometimes i just think of where i want to go or what i want to do and its happening. This actually made it quite difficult to remember and piece together but i gave it my best shot.

I leave the school and i am outside in the dark down the street from my house, a small walkway leads down from the entrance of the school to my street, people here and there on the walkway. The dream is shifting like crazy and i dont even rem traveling most of the time, im just somewhere new. i get to my house and go inside, i tell my brother im dreaming. The dream shifts and i rem being in like vietnam or something with some local, dude with black shirt dark skin dark hair, and we are in a house that is collapsing, the house has a giant beam in the center, Firs the center room falls in like a sink hole, then rooms on each side of the house, we run out of the house and hide for a bit from people passing by a road, they look like refugees or something and give us weird looks when they see us.

we hide under a food trough protected by many plants it has a red dead redemption feel to it. just sand all around and montains in the distance, inside of the fence around the house everything has kind of a tropical feel, outside the fence is more like west texas or something. We get up just as a girl passes and follow her down into a valley. She is telling us something and trying to help us, she wants to give us something but i cant rem what. Down in the valley the local left and i rem standing with that girl and her horse i think. She had changed in appearance from before, first she had dark skin and dark hair and was somewhat attractive, now much lighter skin and hair and kind of strange looking.

I randomly start kissing her when we are down there, it was weird i just walk up to her, she looks at me and i think gets ready to say something when i start kissing her. i rem her mouth and tongue felt really cold and tasted quite strange, it grossed me out, so i quickly stopped, she kept trying to kiss more and i kind of had to push her away. I stop and she tells me about something but i dont really pay attention. The dream shifts and I end up back home and tell my bro we are dreaming again, that i have been in a dream for a while now and i try to remember some of it. I sit down, in the floor in my room, in lotus to meditate and try to rem but im too excited and quickly get back up.

I get up thinking i want to smoke, i ask my bro if he does, he says yes, i go into my room and get some weed, it looks like good stuff but pretty much the same as what i have in waking life, i ask my bro what does it feel like to be a dream character, he says something like, hmm idk what did i say last time you asked. i start to break some weed up but before i finish i change my mind and go outside. When i walk outside it is like a theme park, there is a ferris wheel in the distance, some other rides on each side, and many people walking around, it is beautiful outside, sun is shining, sky is blue, i seem to be standing on some sort of boardwalk.

I want to ride a skateboard and without even finding one i start riding, i go across this wooden bridge that takes me down to some area lower in the park almost like a parking area, i think about trying some tricks but dont because im afraid of hurting myself, I lose the skateboard and walk down a small road towards a building. i rem going inside the building with, theres an escalator. I ride the escalator down into some room, there are people behind a counter up front and people sitting in rows on either side, it reminds me of jury duty, the room is blue and grey.

Cant rem what i did in there, i rem going back up the escalator when somehow the dream shifts and im back in the neighborhood, i head towards my yard and start thinking of dream goals, I decide to eat something so i go to my neghbors tree and look for fruit on the ground, now its dark outside, i rem tripping out at the way the dreamtrees looked at night, i pick up a smal black fruit but its also juicy like its already been bitten into so i throw it in the street. i go into my yard, its day now and pick up a small blackish blue rock and eat it, it cracks in half with very little pressure in my mouth and becomes chalky, it tastes terrible, i spit it out.

I end up back inside, i rem one time thinking about my real body, when i did this the scene got very yellow, like yellow spots were bursting into my vision, but i was able to stabilize in time by rubbing something that was randomly in my hand, i rem a small rock. I rem going out into the study and there being a random dc there, light skin, i think maybe red or light brown hair, looks anywhere from 16 to my age. For whatever reason i start trying to manifest a gun to shoot him with. First i use my fingers and make sound effects, then i rem the airsoft guns out there, i pick up one and pretend it is real,, i pretend to shoot the guy, it no longer appears i am holding an airsoft gun, just my hand. I shoot him and he falls back as if he was faking getting hit.

I try to summon a sword by stretching out my hand and imaginging it but it doesnt work. I head back to my room. I rem my bro sitting in my room and im trying to teleport from one side of the room to the other. I try imagining viewing the scene from a different spot. It doesnt work so i try to teleport behind him. I pretend to start running and then i blink but it didnt work. I sit down and my sister comes in. I tell her ive been dreaming for a long time, im afraid i wont be able to rem it all but i dont want to wake up. I tried recapping everything in my head. Now no body is in the room with me, i decide to look at my dream jorurnal, i pull it up, and lay down on my bed.

the dj looks pretty close to waking life except my list of goals is longer and the print is bold in certain spots. The window is also much bigger than i usually have it. I dont rem what goals are listed but i rem when i read them they all seemed correct. I rem thinking about how stable the text is despite people often saying its hard to read in dreams. I was going to try and write this entry now, in dream, so i could rem better when i wake but I start to see yellow spots again and before you know it im staring at my eyelids

NON DREAM DREAM LUCID

I dreamt that there was a girl who was skateboarding down the street. She was kind of a nerd in school, and people picked on her a lot. Well, she was going down the street, minding her own business. Suddenly, enter the bully....Ace Ventura.

He starts mocking her or whatever, and she gets pretty pissed off. She shoves Ace into a doorway, and then I walk up to help her. We keep shoving him, and it turns into this game. Suddenly, everyone is...happy.

The dream changes. Now I'm standing at this really nice pool at someone's mansion, and there's a huge party. I forgot who I was with, but I know there was a group of villains that were plotting something. I felt that I had to stop them before they achieved their goal.

The dream changes once more, but now, I'm standing inside my kitchen. The villains are still there, and they're plotting evil things. There's a giant, plain cake with no icing or anything sitting on the ground. Someone, I forget who, but I know it was an important figure, like a celebrity, had taken a huge bite out of it, and he was scolded for it.

To figure out what the villains were planning, I had to pretend to be one of them. I walked up to the three of them, and stood there, as if I was also evil. They just continued their conversation, but as close as I was standing to them, I couldn't hear what they were saying. Oh well. I knew what they were planning wasn't that bad or serious anyways. Actually, I think it had something to do with stealing the cake.

Anyways, even though I was in my kitchen, I knew the time period was different. It was taking place in the Old West. I knew this mostly because my friend H was there. She was dressed as a saloon bartender, cleaning dishes at the counter. Since H was technically from the past, I'd decided I would tell her about the "future," aka the present.

I was telling her all these interesting facts. I don't remember all the things I said, but I do know that I said "Oh yeah, and we have the first black president, so that's pretty cool." When I said that, she spun around and stared at me, saying "And what do you think about that?". I was very confused by her question, and I said, hesitantly, "it's...fine?"

There was more, I know, but that's all I remembered. It was an interesting dream, to say the least. I wish it had been lucid, because that's what I was aiming for, but there's always tonight, too.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was sleeping on the floor of some room. A phone's ring up. I had one blanket below me and one blanket above me. I picked up the phone, my head still under the blankets.

A man's voice, happy, raspy, and a little squeaky, asked, "Is your boss around?"

I told the man my boss was in the next room. I felt like I knew who the guy calling was, but I couln't quite place him. So I didn't want to just hand over the phone.

The man said, "Well, tell your boss that I've been thinking about what he said, and I'm gonna take him up on that K.I.S.S. offer after all. It sounds like a really good deal."

I knew that the offer was some kind of monthly subway pass offer. It was like part of a package of benefits that people would receive for work. You could get a special deal on your monthly subway pass price.

I didn't know exactly what my boss had to do with that, but I decided to get out of bed and tell him that the guy wanted it.

I walked into what looked like a very large living room that had an interior much like that of a double-wide trailer. The carpet was yellowy beige, and the walls looked like wood paneling in some places. My boss sat on the floor. Before him was a small table or desk with a computer on it. My boss may also have had some blankets wrapped around his lap.

I told my boss about the man. My boss didn't seem to have any idea what I was talking about. I had started to figure out who the man might be, possibly one of my co-workers from an office out of town. But it also seemed like it was some guy who had recently left the company.

I kept trying to tell my boss who I thought the guy was, but I couldn't say it correctly. My boss stood up and walked away, to a little eating area, which was apparently the "office cafeteria."

He sat down at a cheap table, among some other cheap tables set along the wall. Another co-worker, R, sat at another table, her back turned to us, eating some cereal or oatmeal.

I told my boss, "This guy might be related to that girl. You know, the girl who was an assistant here for a while?" I my mind's eye I saw a pretty, but slightly overweight, Latina girl.

R, eavesdropping, grunted at me, as if I were slacking off by thinking about this whole issue.

My boss told me, "Here. Go out and find that guy. Tell him I said okay. Then come back and tell me what he says."

So I left the building. I walked along a concrete path, around some small buildings, and possibly through moderate crowds of families. I ended up at gates to some kind of recreation area. I don't know whether I ended up finding the guy, but I turned around with some sensed of accomplishment. I also had either handed off or picked up a manila envelope with a lot of papers in it.

Walking back toward "the office," I realized I was walking through a zoo. I walked past one building which seemed to be round, with wooden slats for walls and a conical roof of wooden shinges. The building was to my left. To my right was some tall fence with green netting strung behind it to block the view.

A couple young families walked past me. Some moms and dads were pushing babies in strollers.

Then these kids came by, one a little after the other. A girl rode a bike. But the side of the bike had a strange particle board or cardboard cut-out on its side. The cut-out was made to look like some kind of animal, possibly a polar bear, riding a bike. After the girl, a boy came along on a skateboard. Again, a cut-out of a polar bear was set up on the board to make it look like the polar bear was riding the skateboard. Both the girl and boy were little, and they fit behind the signs really well.

To avoid one of the kids I had had to walk off the concrete path, onto a stretch of soil for planting, and possibly behind a stationary cut-out, probably also of a polar bear.

I now walked with or thought about walking with a young child. The next building looked a little like an animal nursery or animal hospital, but it was actually a church. I may have justified a church that would allow zoo animals to the child.

The church was some kind of Christian denomination, like Lutheran or Methodist, I could see from gold lettering on the glass panes of the door. I may have thought it was unfaird that the only church the animals had was a Christian one. I may have wondered about Buddhism.

I then saw "the office" just past the church building and off to the left, up a small staircase. It looked just like a one-story, suburban house, except maybe with a little bit of a jungle feel.

NON-DREAM DREAM

The hall way resembles an indoor skate half-pipe (perhaps influenced by Lucy Hall telling me a few weeks back about the photographer’s collection of bedroom half-pipes in Japan), and I seem to be running, while walking heavily down the steep corridor, a couple below me who are friends, I intentionally scare him by pretending to land on his shoulders from behind, as the hallway levels out quickly.


I then remembering lying on my back with a skateboard under my feet, feeling self-conscious that I need to prove myself, like my reputation amongst the other skaters who might be pass by and spot me momentarily, trying to pop an olley solely by force of my ankles and knees, which I do finally without too much practice.


Then I seem to be standing over a large black and white photo of a famous internationally-renowned skater from yesteryear lying in a stretcher covered in bandages looking at the camera expressionlessly. It manifests as the beginning of a video documentary on a horrific accident he had which ended his career, a view of cascading balconies of a resort hotel leading down to the blue-green waters of a lake, a helicopter hovering over the water, shadowed by a large stain of bright red blood, when the protagonist comes over, parachuting in like a bright orange hang-glider, from behind me, the commentator responding with genuine horror, anticipating that the man is flying too low, before he impacts with one of the balcony railings below, the commentator making references to his career during the excitement, painting the man as an expert, having won every type of major award, interrupted by another accident, the man apparently falling again horrifically, describing with panic how the man is next dragged by his parachute through the rotor blades of the helicopter, then across the blades of a second helicopter hovering nearby, just outside of the original field of vision. Finally the man lands and appears to stand motionlessly, covered in the deflated parachute, standing in the shallow water near the edge of a beachless cove, although no blood or shredded material is visible, suddenly begins shrieking, growing in intensity with each new breath. I wake up to the sound of the Cockatoos shrieking in the tree outside my window.

Ohhh great my original Dream journal got trashed. I cant post on it any more.

black=non-lucid
Green=Lucid
June 2nd 2009: Conditions ate small chocolates 1 hour before hand, attempted: WILD=fail because of a disturbance in my process, dark atmosphere, little backround noise, performed reality checks:repeating 5 times for each one.

I dreamed that I was at a neighbors house and I was watching over it with my brother, we sat on a green blue couch, and looked at a tv that was turned off. I told my brother to put in mortal kombat into the gamecube. as i said this i walked to the bathroom, then back, didnt look at the TV then walked the other way to a change in scene which was a field i walked on a path to my mom and the persons house we were watching, my house was behind them, My Mom told me that American Idol Awaits you(note: no one in my family watches American Idol.) Then my Dream went on to the next phase, I was in a Gears of War level, a mix of clocktower and Jacinto, and the COG and locust were performing glitches in which they grew wings and levitated after one point I said this is getting annoying "WAKE UP!" I had woke myself up and realized just then that I could have been lucid all that time! but i didnt do anything! Oh well maybe next time

June 3rd 2009

conditions: quiet, dark, motivated.

I attemped a WILD failed because i went to bed late and had messed up my first try. so i fell asleep..... I began in a desert/beach/urban area(hard to describe because of all that surronded me) i technically was lucid i had control of movement but my mind was treating this as if it were real life...so all i did was walk around for a little then I saw my friends car along the side of the road I called him up and started driving into a way more urban/populous area, and later night draped over without me noticing, he called and his mom and him wanted to get back in so i stoped where i started picked them up and hopped into the back seat then soon enough i woke up. im so close to getting my control. just need more concentration/sleep?

June 8th 2009:

Conditions: to bed late, tired, WILD attempt (fail decided to get to sleep), few RCs during the day dealing with Shifts RC experiment with all the 0's

Dream: I was claiming to myself I was at my house all though the house I was at had a squiggle form and was two stories high. I was outside it was raining very hard and there was a computer inside, i ignored that and went towards a computer and table further outside (in the back there is forest) before i move the rain (yes it was raining) starts pouring down harder and i head towards the computer which is off. and soon as i near it, three wolves appear to the left side of the computer and table 2 being normal one being a white wolf with red markings(its my friends avatar) the wolf bites onto both my wrists and plans to take me away, but as soon as that wolf bit I felt no pain... I BECAME LUCID and as i realized what had happened I kicked the wolf with my right foot as hard as I could. and i woke up finishing off the rest of my kick and shouting..... I just had my first lucid nightmare.....interesting

June 9th 2009:

conditions: quiet, tired, attempting WILD late at night(gave up)

Dream: I was at some gathering with friends and family and obama and some of his family were in our group and talking with us. seemed a little normal so i did not become lucid.

June 12 2009: no attempts

dreamed i was underground and there was battles going on where i was amongst natives and at the end a godess came down and stopped the fighting immediately.

August 5 2010: lazy attempt at a WILD.

I dreamed that I was in a room with my friends josh and lou they were sitting on an L shape couch taking up most the room. we were on what appeared to be a slightly fluffy carpet that was white. there was also a glass and wood counter in front of me. I randomly got a message on my phone and instead of it showing a view from my eyes distance it showed a video I had received but magnified so it was like I was there. The video took place in a ballroom the first noticiable figure was Liz Gorey a girl I dont know really ( I dont even like her) she lifts up her normal grey t-shirt at a moderate speed and flashes the camera. then the camera moves right and shows other DCs I do not find familiar so I look away and go back to where I was with my friends. then out of curiousity at all that just happened I want to see if im dreaming so I look at my phone but the dream begins fading and i eventually wake up.

The dream takes place in some sort of two-story shopping center. The walls and floors, stairs, railings and benchs were all carved out of white marble. The upper floors had ritzy expensive stores, while the lower floors had cheaper, generic stores.

At the beginning there was some young man skateboarding on the lower floor of the mall. I don't reall his name but he looked like Link from Zelda: Ocarina of Time, but dressed in modern clothing. His boarding escapades led him into the basement of the mall where he ended up in some sort of electrical/janitorial room. I cannot remember now what he did there, but I do remember that he ran into some Canadian television stars that I recognize but cannot recall the names of at this time.

Eventually the young man returned to the first floor of the mall and as he was trying to grind on some stairs, the lower level of the mall started to flood very rapidly. People in the mall were panicking and screaming and many of them were washed away by the rushing water, but the young man managed to get up to the second floor and to saftey.

The young man's skateboard disappeared and the mall suddenly changed. There were suddenly no people and though it still looked like a mall, the window displays and stores were now more like a museum. The lights went out and the only illumination came through the skylights in the roof. The water on the first floor disappeared. Three people appeared and ran into the skateboarder. The group of three was led by a black woman who had psychic powers and could detect magic in items. The other two people were a young white woman and a middle aged black man.

I cannot remember the purpose now, but the four characters had to explore the place and find some magical items. They could not leave the shopping center/museum until they had done so. The dream gets a bit fuzzy, but as the four explored and found the magic items (several magic rocks or peices of jewelry) the brighter the building became, as if finding an item had turned the electricity back on.

When they had found all of the items, the group of people found a stairs leading the the first floor and into a room that was very much like a standard museum display. They became excited and went in and found a door from which they could exit the shopping center/museum. The dream ends as soon as they get outside into the sunlight.