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Due to work schedule and getting up early. Really low recall. Only dream was maybe Jamie.

No soup for you.

I was in a convenience store or grocery store. There was an Asian woman at the counter. She seemed really familiar. I said I wanted to buy soup. The woman looked confused and said that I can't buy soup. I pointed to the sign above a counter where some soup was. She looks and kind of hits herself lightly on the head as if: duh. As she went to the soup counter I said, "I need that to go please."

IRL I had soup from a grocery store when Jamie was with me.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Picking up toys, like bikes and cars, from the side of the road, that some people threw away. But a lady tells me one of the cars I picked up is actually not tossed away, belongs to a kid who just happens to leave it outside after playing with it. I apologize and promise her to take it back as soon as possible. As we are standing at the front door of someone, a guy approaches and points to a bag on the floor with two postal packages inside, apparently just forgotten there. He asks if he can take it and we find suspicious, so we check the names of the recipient. My neighbor says she knows the person and will make sure the bag is delivered to her. The guy is insisting on taking it himself and we say no. He eventually leaves.

Meet Zilla and some other friends, they go to a snack-bar to eat something. They are regulars there. The managers are two alternative-looking girls, but the place looks very conventional. I study a poster on the wall, showing homemade biscuits with either caramel or strawberry jam and I feel like trying it. But I stay at the door, cause I am in a hurry and don't wanna sit down. Then my friends order some soups and they demand to the managers to have a free soup everyday for this group, since they are regulars and very good clients. I am interested in a free soup, so I then join them, pretending I have been part of this group of customers since ever. They know I am not, but they are really nice and offer me a soup anyway. It is very comforting.

I was at work and Desirae was with me. We were making stops and both getting out but we were running way behind and messing everything up. We went to her Dion's and picked up a bowl full of some sort of soup. I asked if there was any deliveries, to which the manager said no. I was carrying out the cart of soup but there was a crack on the floor and I fell. Some people passed me and I said "That's what happens when I put on more weight on one side", trying to be funny. I was going to the truck and asked Desirae if there was any deliveries and she said yes.

Date: 12/17/2013
Method: MILD & WBTB (Fail )
Total Sleep Time: 8 (ish) hours

Welp...I tried to duplicate my success from yesterday by planning all day with intent to WILD and doing my WBTB for at least 45 minutes. So would someone please tell me why the hell my job called telling me they needed something emailed to them within the hour (and the job would take me 2 hours to do) ???!!! By the time I got finish with the work there was no way in hell that I was able to go back to sleep. Oh well, there is always tomorrow...

Dream 1

I was surrounded by alligators and I decided that I would eat them so I started skinning their hide and removing their guts to make a soup. There were all sizes and shapes of alligators, but I wasn't afraid. I told myself the more the merrier for my alligator soup .

Dream 2

I saw a baby in a woman's uterus and I was able to see this with my naked eye. It was so vivid...his facial features were so clear to me. I saw that the baby was holding a miniature sword in his hand and smiling...like he was going to be a knight. Even though this was a very short dream I must admit, I believe this one was one of my favorites because the baby looked so confident and brave .

Having a bit of a dry spell right now so I thought I would share one of my LD's from my journal. Hopefully spark some activity.

Setting: Bedroom.
Method: WILD
Induction: Guided relaxation CD
Lucid dream number One: after a nine year gap.

Popped into LD straight from my relaxation, an amazing feeling of knowing you are asleep and yet totally conscious. Extreme clarity and detail, I could liken it to a comparison between a VHS cassette (RL)and a blue ray disc (LD)

I'm sitting up and forward a little, looking back at my girlfriend on my left, she is heavily pregnant right now and in my dream her stomach was flat. A huge reality check for me. I floated over to the door to explore the house and reached to turn the bedroom door handle to let myself out, my hand passed through the handle ( felt surprise and amusement) so I leaned into the door with my shoulder and floated through to the hallway. Dream ends and I awake. I am really excited and want to try again right away...

I manage to slip straight back into another LD ( not sure how or I would share) the only way I can explain is it was though I put my focus point at a certain feeling? From the last LD. (If someone knows what I mean and can explain this feeling to me I would appreciate the input)

...sat up in bed again, floating with arms and legs crossed hands in my lap, I hear a mocking laugh in my head, it was echoey, far away? and it unnerved me quite a lot, I decided It was my subconscious and if it was, I could make other sounds, so I tried to imagine music. What an truly amazing experience! I could hear the most beautiful symphonic music playing in my head as I was thinking of it, it started as classical, I heard beautiful choral voices and then electric guitars like some awesome rock anthem solo. Can't describe how good it sounded, really like the best music I ever heard, so weird.

floating over to the window now and passing through the glass entering into a browny grey nothingness with the consistency of thick soup or porridge, definitely texture, movement, particles, liquidy yet not wet. My instinct is to swim, and I do in no particular direction, my brain thinks water and there is a slight panic as I am concerned I can't breath, instantly I realise I can breath and panic passes.

Slight fear and concern now at the void and space so decide to do a Loving Kindness meditation in the porridge ( something I had been practicing during the week in RL, I had experienced some strange physical sensations and wanted to try it whilst in the LD. ) I leaned back opened my chest and said 'take my love' don't know why, just popped out, It sounds a little urgggh but there we go, as it happened..

Pop I'm falling, blue sky, and passing through white clouds, sunny day, falling and flying, controlled fall?Feel the Wind, is noisy in my ears and eyes watering a little, I can see super vivid trees and grass, countryside fields, small roads and barns as I fall closer. I wonder how high I am, I drop past a passenger jet, I remember seeing the wing and engines, rivets and paint texture as I fell past.

Getting close to hitting the grass but have no concern about an impact. levelling out now and floating over the country side, looking at tops of trees and the odd roof, nothing much but grass and hedges small roads, farms. I try to look behind and my body levels to sitting, still travelling, floating backward, am able to rotate in all directions, looking at the countryside, sensation changes from flying to floating and being pulled, I look around some more and then I wake up.

Was quite an amazing experience and started researching LD's in the morning, found DV's that day.

I was in Japan, staying at a house full of these girls who I presume were idols. it was morning, and they had to go to the beach for some sort of concert or photoshoot or something. There was a bowl of green soup on the table in the kitchen. I picked it up and drank from it, for seemingly no reason (I didn't even know whose it was). Then I went upstairs, and heard a girl cry out "who drank my soup?"

I went down into the basement and found two kids (not japanese) playing a wii game like Taiko no Tatsujin. They handed me a controller and I played with them. Then, the dream skips to nighttime, and people were getting ready for bed. The basement had a few couches people were laying on, as well as blankets on the floor. We were going to go to sleep when some guy was obsessing over something (I can't remember what it was). Everyone told him to knock it off. (this part of the dream is really blurry, I can't remember it well). I think this bad guy showed up, and afterwards people were losing touch with reality and pretty much losing their minds. A doorway opened in the wall, which we walked through, and there was a huge endless pit in the middle of the floor. Someone fell in.

Total sleep time: 9+ hrs

Dream recall technique: dr1 – woke up, noted key words only, went to bed and played the dream 3 times in mind; dr2-dr4 left it entirely to chance if I would recall anything after final wake

Other irrelevant info: was supposed to wake up on time but turned off the alarm, and as I lay in bed I fell asleep, woke up two hours later and had a shorter Saturday. Well, you can’t have it all…

Dream1: I am looking at a building and can see a female politician . I am in some kind of garden where there is sand instead of grass, and cactus-type looking plants. The politician is going somewhere and I hide behind part of the garden construction, observing her. She has a beautiful watch, silver with tiny diamonds. I am thinking about the watch so I zoom in, in my mind. It then becomes a strange looking ring. There is a large gray stone in the middle, and the metal part looks like a twisted wire, like an old handicraft object. I am thinking about how people have treasured rings and precious stones even in ancient times.

I walk to another section of the garden, where I see small insects, like bees or flies, but hey, they are walking bypedally and have colourful armour. Next to them are small toys similar to kinder surprise toys. They are also alive and move. There a 3-4 different types and 4 of each type one next to the other.

Around the garden there is a race track, where Formula 1 cars usually drive. I start throwing small pieces of paper on the track. I later realize that these pieces may interfere with the driving, but it is too late. The cars cannot drive any more, they malfunction and get broken. I begin to worry that the cost of the damages would be really high, these are F1 cars. People would know it is me who did it, because the pieces of paper all have my name written on them. I start to collect them from the track in a plastic bag that I bring with me, and which I leave nearby. My collecting the papers is in vain, because somebody already saw one or two of these and they know. I am looking at a monitor which has information about one of the drivers. All I recall from what I read is that the driver is racing for Renault. I then remember that I left the plastic bag with the papers near the track so I want to go back and take it. I use an elevator to do so. The elevator comes and I press the 4th floor but don’t get in. The doors close, and I think “Damn, now I have to wait again”, but suddenly I find myself in the elevator and am going up.

This turns into some kind of detective series, where I am the party who is at fault, I am also a man. There is a woman with me who is investigating what has happened, and a relative of whoever has suffered from my action. I have no idea what that means, but I have the desire to tell that relative that it is me who is responsible for this and so I tell her. She gets really mad and annoyed with me, and I have to flee to another room to escape her reaction.

At some point in the corridors of that place my grandpa appears. [I haven’t seen him for 15 yrs irl, divorced grandma a long time ago]. I am surprised that I see him, the image becomes quite vivid and on focus. [Maybe it’s a dream?] I just ask him how he is, and how his family is doing.

Dream2: I am going somewhere very far to throw away the garbage. I find myself in a basement like room where there are hats on the couch. I am trying to concentrate on throwing away things and I see in a box containing trash, how many things I have actually cleared out. I look at another box and recognize some books as mine that I don’t want to get rid of. Maybe I will just use the place as a storehouse then, I think to myself.

Initially, I leave the room and want to be on my way, but there is a bum in front of me, and his scary looking dog(DS), like a big hound. He is also out of his mind, he is talking to himself or people that are not there. I try to avoid him. Then I decide that I want to go back to the place, but he is in front of the entrance. The place is now at the corner of a building and there are two entrances. That does not make it easy for me to enter. This is a favourite place for bums who are everywhere and so are their dogs. The dogs try to enter the place and the bums are inside. I finally manage to get in. I notice lots of rucksacks on the floor. My own rucksack feels suddenly very heavy and I open it. Inside of it is another red rucksack. [Crazy, bit just a bit].
As I am leaving the place a bum woman DC starts talking to me and I pretend I am one of them.

I am going home, walking down the street. I pass some place where they sell food so I decide to buy some. The place is like Indian food, but is not Indian at all. Some kind of really exotic stuff I really can’t describe, like green looking pasta, and some stuff that is half-cooked. The DC that works there comes at me, he has dark skin but is not Indian I have no idea where he is from. I ask him what kind of meat that is and stare at one of the products he is selling. He says it’s buffalo.

Dream3: I am in a phone booth and I am looking at an advertisement of Heinz tomato soup. In the ad this guy tells the story of how this soup has changed his life or something of the kind. I look at the name of the guy, it is my friend’s name. [who really loves that soup by the way]. I find the ad very funny. I am in a room and am talking to the friend “So, you took part in the ad, huh?”. He confirms, and then complains that the room smells unpleasantly, and that he can’t sleep there. I am trying to find ways to bring some fresh air in.

Dream4 [Fragment]: I am on the level of the first floor and look down to see two DS casually lying on the ground. The guy has shoulder –length blonde hair and perhaps a leather jacket, and there is a girl lying next to him. They look like they enjoy living like hippies, all relaxed and stuff. Suddenly, my boot slips away from my foot and starts falling. I yell at them to watch out, but it hits the guy. I begin to apologize but he doesn’t seem to mind the boot falling on him at all. Then, wearing socks, I try to step on some kind of metal ladder to come down and get my boot back.

Dream - Lucid

I was walking around with a life-like baby doll in my arms, but I was acting like it was a real baby. There were many other people around in the area I was in, which, I honestly have no idea where that was. I think it was in a big mall or department store or something. I remember having to change the baby doll's diaper, and being confused as to how to do so. I stood there with this baby doll who had a dirty diaper on, trying to think of who to ask about changing it.

I then realized that this was a baby doll, and that I was just practicing for when I had my real baby, which I was pregnant with. It was Jake's baby. I looked down and rubbed my belly. I was showing a bit, and, underneath my hand, I could feel the new little life moving. I felt the outline of her body. I got really excited about being pregnant! I exclaimed to someone that I could feel the baby. I then looked at myself in a mirror, and saw my baby bump. I felt really giddy!

My joy then immediately turned to worry; I started to fear losing the baby. I was afraid that any little thing that made me panic or get angry or something would cause me to miscarry.

I then started to tell people that I was pregnant and that I was excited for my little girl to come into the world. No one responded. I remember even telling a girl I'm acquainted with IWL, Maegan, but she just stared at me like everyone else. I also remember calculating my due date, which came out to be sometime in March, but that didn't seem right for some reason, as if it was supposed to be later than that.

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I was at my house. It was Thanksgiving, and family kept coming over. I was standing in the living room when my ex, Chris, and his girlfriend came through the door. They sat down on the red chair that's in the corner of the room.

Um...what? Who invited them? I thought maybe my mom did. I know I sure didn't, but no one said anything.

I was then upstairs with my brother. We were in the bonus room, when Chris brought us a tray with a small silver bowl of what looked like chicken broth up to us. He said it was soup, and set it down. It only looked like broth to me, not soup; I was skeptical. My brother started to eat it. I then heard Chris from downstairs telling his girlfriend he had saved all the chicken and rice for them.

Uh, no, this isn't cool. I stormed downstairs and into the living room. There were other relatives in there sitting on the couch I believe, but I didn't care. I was kicking Chris and co. out. I stood firmly in front of the couple, who were both sitting in the same small chair, and said, sternly and forcefully,
"Get out of my house. What are you even doing here anyway? And was that our soup?"
He said no, it was their soup. I then said
"Well, that doesn't matter. You're in my house. And I'm kicking you out. Go!"
They stood up and left. Thank God. But I still couldn't figure out why they would want to spend Thanksgiving at my house. That had to be awkward for them, too.

I was then working, but it didn't look anything like work, though I was doing the same thing. I was working behind a very long cash register counter, about the length of the room we were in, with some other people. A middle-aged lady with very short blonde hair came up to me and this other girl with lots of jewelry and a check. I can't remember what she was trying to do, it was something complicated, and she was trying to explain to us what it was, but the girl I was with took her small, flimsy light brown wallet from the counter and opened it, saying her ID wasn't in there and we needed her ID for what she wanted to do. I took over and started to calmly ask some questions to see if we could sort everything out. The people next to me behind the counter then took over and started to ring her up on their register. Well, I guess that takes care of that.

I was then in the same building, but I was leaving work now. Chris was there for a little bit, and I told him why I got so mad.
"I heard you talking about the soup," I said.
He said "Ohhh..." as if it made sense now as to why I was so mad, you know, besides the fact that he brought his girlfriend into MY house on Thanksgiving.

Ahem. Anyway.

Chris was then gone, and I was standing with a short, stout middle-aged woman who was supposed to be Chris's girlfriend's mother. I felt really awkward when she started to talk to me like we were friends. I talked back to her, and was polite and nice, but I didn't exactly know what to say besides making small talk.

We were then waiting on an elevator. A small screen popped up in front of us of a cartoony, poorly-drawn picture of his girlfriend, with "Ji's" written above it in bubbly, black block letters. It was supposed to be Chris's Facebook profile picture, and "Ji's" was a business or something. The mom stared at it longingly. I felt even more awkward.

The elevator then opened, and we stepped inside. She started to tell me about how she was moving to Knoxville. I told her she better make sure she had all of her stuff together, and she said she knew, and just kept talking about it, and that she had to move around a lot. I thought that maybe she was in the military or something. She was talking to me as if I was any other person. I felt a little better about it then.

She then commented on the fact that the elevator wasn't moving, as if someone had hit the emergency stop button right before our floor. The door then opened to an outside area. The area was lit, but looking up at the sky, you could see many stars; it was nighttime.

I also remember seeing a flash of a white screen with black writing that quickly streamed by on it at some point. I remember it said something about love, "Love is not ____." (can't remember that last word) was one of the sentences in the stream of writing that whisked by my vision, or something like that. Whatever it was, it was saying something about what love wasn't.

I had a dream last night that I went to a restaurant and ate a bunch of food. I had three small plates of food, each with peas with gravy, rice, and one other thing (which was different on each plate). I also had a bowl of chicken vegetable soup. I woke up before I'd eaten much, but what I had eaten had tasted really good.

Mermaid

I was at a beach. It was at a vacation resort or something. There was some chic in the water who's bathing suit turned into a mermaid costume. For some reason, half of the top was exposing the bottom of her breast as though it were a bikini top. ?

I didn't get a good look, but others there supposedly had their bikini's coming up also, so I tried to catch a peak with them. I didn't have much luck.

I looked back at the mermaid and thought it a strange bathing suit.

Dream Skip

I'm inside the resort finishing a bowl of soup. I go to get some desert, but first have to put my bowl in the soup kitchen. As I go to that kitchen, the door closes to get in. I'm thinking the door to the desert kitchen is also closed now. That sucked because I was hungry.

The End

Type: regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

To anyone who actually reads my entries, sorry I haven't posted anything for a few days.

It was morning, and I was standing against the walls of a pretty casual-looking restaurant. The flooring was light gray, and the walls were smooth light-colored logs like a cabin would have. The room was around the size of a McDonald's, and it had cafeteria-style rectangular tables that were light wood with steel legs; the chairs had the same look. On one side of the room was a wide glass door that opened to the outside of the building, but you couldn't see through it. It was clear, but there was nothing discernible on the other side. On the opposite side, there was a counter with illegible menus, but there was no one working there.

There were people scattered around the different tables; some were standing while some were sitting with hamburgers and other "comfort foods".

I walked over to a table and sat down in one of two chairs. There was a white plastic cup with some sort of soft drink in it; the cup itself looked like a Big Gulp container except without the label. I picked it up and took a sip through a thick, transparent straw, and it tasted like cola.

A server came, in ordinary clothing, a few moments after I drank some of the drink. It was a younger woman with shoulder-length brown hair. She placed a lime green, plastic bowl in front of me. It looked like something a child would eat food out of. Inside was a cream-colored sauce and cereal that looked like Lucky Charms. I knew at once that it was some sort of Disney Princess cereal, but I didn't touch it, as when I scooped some of it up with a metal spoon, it was a gloppy consistency, like oatmeal.

I walked back over to where I was standing before and looked out a window. It was one of those small rectangular windows that some houses have in their bathroom. I stood on my tiptoes and looked out. I saw a small metallic-skinned dragon in the grass, which went for a few inches away from the window and then stopped at the brick wall of another building. I couldn't see much out the window but I did see the wall, grass, and dragon.

The dragon suddenly disappeared into thin air. I looked away, slightly confused, and then looked back into the window. It was there again, but it was flashing rather quickly - it was visible, then it was invisible. I didn't know what was going on; I thought I was hallucinating.

This was my first intentional lucid dream:

I have no idea how this started off!lol. I was walking up a flight of stairs, the walls were purple with very thin, vertical, yellow stripes. This seemed very strange to me Out of habit I grabbed my nose and tried to breath. "Success," I thought to myself. I almost got too excited and lost it, but kept my cool. I looked at my hands and said firmly, "Stabalize lucidity now!" I was skeptical, but it worked. Everything was much sharper. I stepped down the stairs,into a very small livingroom/dining room.(it had a big table and a couch)I stepped outside, into my own front yard. I gathered myself mentally, focused and took to the skys! I was on a mission to find a specific person, to do things I won't mention.I searched, with no avail, then doubled back to the house I started in. I sat in the yard(it was about twilight) admiring the detailed sky. A few cars drove by and I flagged down one of the drivers. I told, NOT ASKED, him to give me a ride to Pizza Pipeline. On the way there, in the back seat, I discovered I could make small torches of fire with my hands.There was no one in the passenger seat, I have no idea why I sat in the back.During the car ride I apeared to be in a NewYork-ish city. As I got out of the car I noticed it was now about mid-day. I walked inside, and without ordering, began eating my delicious dream pizza. I closed my eyes in delight as I ate this miraculous concoction of my mind and when I opened them up, I was in my bed. I checked to see if it was false awakening (it wasn't), then went to bed.

My first LD and my first DJ! Hope you guys like it!