This is strange. I was hanging out with my friend, Jordan. We were walking to his house when he said "Crap, I gotta' put that board on our door." I was like "What are you talking about?" He said "So the terrorists don't attack my house." I was like "What???" He was like: "Ya, you know? Like in the Bible? How they had to put a cross on their door so that God wouldn't kill their first born child or something?" I said: "WHAT?????" He said: "Ya, the terrorists are attacking our town. Really soon. But actually they won't really do anything except for be annoying. They'll flip over your couch, break your TV, hide your remote, you know." (Which is strange since I guess they were just attacking the Madison (Wisconsin) area or something and EVERYONE knew about it EXCEPT FOR ME (and nobody tried to stop it). So we put the board on his door and went into his house. (Which was like... 8 stories tall and had about 5 pools in it. It was SWEET) And then when I went back to my house my TV was broken and my chair was ripped. It sucked.
I am making a video for a school assignment, when suddenly I am in the screen and the video is actually happening. I am sitting cross-legged on the floor of a classroom with a final exam on a board in my lap. I am anxious. The exam is for my writing class, but the questions are all very silly, with equally silly answers. I consider each question carefully before selecting an answer, and wonder why I thought this exam would be so hard. A puppet frog (similar to Kermit but not exactly the same, smaller) keeps trying to distract me. I answer the last question, then raise my hand to get the teacher's attention. Suddenly, everything changes into a commercial for a brand of beer called Happy Birthday. Everyone, myself included, is drinking beer and singing Weird Al's Happy Birthday song. It's a huge party. Someone spills beer on me, but I don't care. The screen changes again and I am in a soap opera. Someone brings in a tray with the frog from before in it, but it is dead and has a bent hypodermic needle sticking out of its back. "Who would do such a thing?" the guy holding the tray says, and somewhere, a woman starts crying. I am angry. I killed the frog because it would not leave me alone, but I cannot tell them that. I know if I keep my mouth shut, I can get away with it. Now I am out of the screen and watching again. Adam Sandler comes on the screen, then looks directly at me (or the camera, however you want to see it) and asks, "Will you drink a Happy Birthday with me?" I realize that there is a beer in my hand, and I drink, celebrating that finals are over.
Normal Dream Lucid Dream Side-Notes ------------------------------------------------------------(I'm not sure if these dreams, are all connected or if they are separate. I'm just guessing.) Fragment: I'm in my house and my cousin is living with us again. (He use to live with us, but then he moved out.) We're actually getting along. Dream 1: I'm a superhero fighting a monster. I know it's my responsibility but I keep leaving to watch Avatar. (I don't know why I left because in the dream it was recording on our DVR. Also, I went back and forth lots and lots of times so this part of the dream was pretty long.) Then the scene changed and my mom, sister and I are driving in a car. We go down a one-way road that is blocked and continue through the detour. The workers say the detour isn't finished being built and we have to go back through the one-way road. Going back up is uphill and since I'm the guy I have to push our car up the hill. We make it home and watch a movie.(Not Avatar) Dream 2: My mom wants a locker, like the ones in my school. I take her to school and as I'm showing her my locker my Spanish teacher comes up says stuff.(I forget what she says.) Then some other teacher comes up and says more stuff. The scene changes to a play. My family and I are in the back. We start talking about dreams. Dream 3: I was a library trying to meet a guy that is a master at lucid dreaming. I decide to reality check and realize I am dreaming. The dream gets blurry. I Lick the bookshelf to stabilize the dream, it gets really clear. The guy told me to make it brighter. I tried using verbal commands but it only worked a little bit. My alarm woke me up. ------------------------------------------------------------Side-Notes: *This was my first real lucid, I'm so happy. *It probably would of lasted longer if it wasn't for my alarm. *Next time hopefully my lucid comes earlier in the night.
Updated 01-24-2011 at 10:45 PM by 28132
Fragment: I am in English class and the teacher says we can watch a movie ONLY if we did our homework. I'm because I did my homework last week. Law and Order Dream: I'm watching an episode of Law and Order. (I've been watching Law and Order non-stop on Netflix lately.) In the episode Olivia Benson is on the case of a man who is supposedly brainwashed into killing orcas. She believes him and as she is in his car she finds a book about how orcas stink and whales rule. She realizes that he has been pretending to be mind controlled so he could kill innocent orcas. I wake up.
Awake, Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake] [This is a catch-up post. These are dreams that I had between December 16 and December 20, 2010.] Night of December 16-17 I discover that every time the “Looney Tunes” theme music is heard on TV, it's always being played live by real live musicians, even nowadays. I tell one of the live musicians how awesome I think it is that Warner Bros. [yeah, yeah, I know, “AOL Time Warner”] still does that. There is a research project going on. The goal is to research people with innuendo-y names, but without using the Internet. I am asked to make the necessary phone calls because of my “dulcimer” voice. [Um, I think the word you're looking for there is dulcet, brain.] Several of my friends, including Brianna G., are also involved in the project. We're all on vacation together, so, to help us out with the project, my mom reads silly names out of the newspaper every morning. Night of December 18-19 [Fragment] My mom is entered in some kind of radio station contest. [Fragment] To get a particular piece of e-book reading software to work right in Firefox, I have to install some Firefox extensions. The e-reading software works after I've installed them, but I discover that they've taken up all the remaining free space on my hard disk. I'm going out to dinner with my parents. I don't want Mexican food for dinner because I've just had it recently. We're having dinner near the Starbucks that has taken over the cafe and adjacent motel that had originally occupied that particular building in Cayucos. [Fragment] I'm pulling my car out of the garage when my cell phone rings. I answer it and talk to some salespeople. I'm reporting in to work for a marketing agency. Usually, my job is to give out free samples of food in stores [this was my first real-life job, by the way], but today, my assignment is to go to Knott's Berry Farm and evaluate my experience there, like a mystery shopper. I'm running late, and I know I'm going to fall behind on the schedule the agency gave me, which includes seeing a show in a theater near the entrance to the park, but I'm still happy to be going there. Night of December 19-20 [Fragment] I'm in line for Star Tours with P. [Fragment] I'm in an underground complex of preschool classrooms. I watch a full-length opening sequence for an animated show that is a fusion of “Bewitched” and “2 Stupid Dogs.” The animation looks like it was done by Hanna-Barbera. The opening sequence is followed by a behind-the-scenes clip of the Animated Actors who played some of the dogs. This clip was interrupted by my real alarm.
I'm watching a TV ad for a new day care center, showing itself as "fun" for the kids. The babies enter the building by a catapult launcher, which throws them headfirst into tubes that then slow them down before depositing them in a central play room. All fine and good, but then the dream shifts into something more sinister. Babies keep on coming, row upon row of identical babies with blank stares. This continues until someone decides the only way to deal with it is to flood the world, and water pours over the packed babies to suffocate them all.
Awake, Non-lucid, [Commentary made while awake] [These are all my dreams from the past week or so that I hadn't gotten around to typing up and/or posting to this DJ, until now. Most of them are pretty fragmentary because I wrote about them from notes long after the fact. None of them were lucid. My most recent dream, from last night, will be in a separate post, because it's longer.] Night of November 10-11 I take a lengthy tour of a camp I've been to several times, answering questions asked by people who have never been there before. We're all there for our organization's annual fall conference. There are two cabins up high on a ridge, and a big meeting/dining hall on the low ground, right near the entrance. [I knew it was that camp while I was in the dream, even though it has a completely different layout in reality. This was a pretty long dream, but I can't remember any more details now.] I'm with Ariel from the Disney version of The Little Mermaid. We're finding our way through a Little Mermaid-themed maze. It's one of several mazes at Walt Disney World. Night of November 11-12 Mom, P., and I are out to dinner at a restaurant with an outdoor patio. P. asks me if I got any gumbo the last time we were there. I answer that no, Dad ate it all. I see a two-year-old girl on the street. I walk with her back to my grandparents' house. The front door of the house has two separate sections that can open and close independently of each other. We get into the house by opening the top section of the door first. When we get inside, we discover that my grandparents have a new, upright, Scrabble-like electronic board game in their house. It involves a countdown timer. Night of November 12-13 I'm in my current house, and I listen to a voice mail from a publishing company. I return their call and talk to them. We try to organize a live interview in 30 minutes' time. They're even willing to give me directions to their office over the phone. We don't schedule the interview for 30 minutes from now, though, because that's not enough time for me to shower and get dressed. They put me on hold for a bit. When they come back, we agree on next week instead. They expect me to bring a completed, polished novel manuscript with me to the interview so we can talk about it, and I don't have one, so I think, Okay. I only have one week to finish one of my novels. My hair is long and in a French braid, and I decide to leave it that way and not wash it before the interview. I'm with my friend Jane R. She's trying on a cute dress made out of a towel-like, terry-cloth material, and I'm helping her adjust it. I'm watching an episode of “Rugrats” in which one of the babies helps teach another how to use the potty, and they are found by one of their moms. When I woke up, I went, Oh. I guess I don't have to have one of my novels finished by next week. Although that would be nice. I think I had that dream about the interview because I was worrying about how I was going to balance writing, studying, and job-hunting just as I was going to sleep. Night of November 14-15 A Christian band sings a song about their dying dog. I'm watching the pilot episode of a superhero TV show. The show will have a superhero team consisting of 5 boys and 3 girls. I will be one of the girls on the team. I know this from watching the show's opening. Night of November 15-16 I'm at a church camp, standing outside the little trailer where the leader of the camp is staying. His wife is sitting on a chair outside the trailer. She tells me that I can't talk to him right now because he's sleeping. I'm getting ready to leave the camp. I'm in the process of moving my stuff out of the space in and around a twin bed in a cabin, but I'm not done yet. I come back into the cabin to continue packing, and there's another girl already lying in my bed. I tell her that I was using the space, but I'm vacating it and she can have it now, but she has my permission to play with my teddy bears. Three of my teddy bears are lying on the end of the bed [I own all of them in real life]. She answers that no, she'll take the responsibility for cleaning the place up. A third girl who is also in the room asks me, “Can I at least do your makeup?” I look at my face in the mirror next to the bed and see that it has red blotches on it, and several large zits, including two on the left side of my jawline. I agree to let the girl do my makeup, and we go over to another wall of the room, where there is a dresser with various cosmetics on it. I see that one of the bottles of makeup is labeled inception, and I think, Oh, cool. I didn't know that was the brand name of the makeup I used. [*facepalm* Oh, dear. That really should have clued me in that I was dreaming.] I reach for this bottle, but the girl who offered to do my makeup chastises me, snapping at me to spray myself first with an alcohol-based antibacterial cleanser that comes in a pale teal bottle. I do so, wiping it over my face with a cotton ball.
NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG 22:00 GMT – Sleep Fragment Someone is advising me about my trip to Japan [I’m going to Japan soon]. What I should prepare for the travel but also instructions I should leave behind for others. 0:00 GMT Mix of stories and nationalities Me and my boyfriend pass by some sportsfield and we see large banners with message written in what looks German, but I can’t understand it and conclude it is some other similar language. It has the name of a girl and seems to be a cheering message. I stick around among the bunch of people who’s there, sitting in groups, around tables or just hanging. I see a cute sofa made in sort of bamboo and then I am given a kind of huge book with detachable pages in wood, which can then be assembled to make this sofa. It comes with an handler and it is so light that you can carry it home as if it is a bag. [IKEA hasn’t yet thought about this] Then this sportsfield is also my mom’s living room and I am looking on her shelves for some things I left behind, mainly some tiny flasks of essential oils. But it doesn’t transform entirely into her living room, because right behind me are these guys sitting on the floor discussing whatever game happened on the field. On my right side is also a desk which is the reception of an hospital. A Chinese girl just arrived there and she is complaining with a doctor that happens to be there, that she had been there before with pain in her wrist and was sent home and now she is feeling much worse. Then she starts saying how the health care in her country (China) is so much better than in the USA and that over there they would not spare efforts to find out exactly what was the source of her pain. The doctor looks impatient and like he couldn’t care less about her complaints. Even more to the side is a TV on the wall and it is playing some television channel for Portuguese immigrants. It’s playing a contest in which a guy is trying to win something for his mother. He is knocking on doors and following leads but he looks like a brute from the countryside. 2:15 GMT Prisoner of psycho family and helped by couple of angels Me, my boyfriend and my mom go by bus from my current home to go somewhere. But soon we realise we took the wrong bus and we get out a bit further uphill. We cross the street and look to all bus stops around trying to find the right number of the bus. Then I see this kind of garage sale taking place in the neighbourhood behind us. People have their doors open and yards full of stuff and I can’t resist checking it. I find two guys who are selling the weirdest stuff and I feel absolutely surprised when I see this box with some device and substance that promises better sleep with more vivid dreams. I ask how does this work, as I never heard about this. It’s something that you can buy in the pharmacy but then I’m speechless when I read the instructions and it says it’s for females only and you must insert a long stick with the substance on its tip into your vagina!!! I find that absolutely bizarre and I can’t help to buy it. I ask how much is it, but they don’t want to make a price, they ask me to say how much I want to pay. I hate that, I like people to set the price, I have no idea how much this thing is worth! They keep not giving me any number and they actually seem to be stalling me. My mom is there and also senses something wrong and tells me to go. I also feel like going. Where’s my boyfriend, by the way? Then a kid (there’s always a psycho kid...) comes out of nowhere and starts messing around with a bead necklace I am wearing. First I tolerate but then he breaks it spreading the beads all over. I get pissed and kneel on the floor to grab the pieces while I scold him. When I get up... Where’s my mom? Then I realise I am their prisoner. It’s a huge family, parents, uncles, lots of kids of several ages and they are all mentally deranged. They keep me locked in their house for absolutely no other reason than just to terrify me and exert control over me. I try to run away several times and they always catch me. Because they are so many, there’s always one around or outside or coming back home and finding me on the road. I even try flying but they can also fly. But one day I go to an upstairs room that has a window and a balcony and I lock the door behind me and jump to the ground. It’s night. I hide behind some truck as I see some of them coming home. I then go alongside the road, but through some field to stay in the dark. One of them spots me and flies after me. I fly to, but he keeps on my track. Then I make a strong effort to fly really high speed [picture Neo, when he wants to save Trinity] and I manage to leave him behind. I don’t know where I am and I take refuge in some nice couple's house I stumble on accidently. I tell them my story and they know this other family and tell me I am safe with them as they won’t dare coming nearby. One day they take me to the beach. It’s a grey rainy day, but they emanate so much joy it’s impossible not to feel light and happy around them. I feel the presence of my former captors and the couple confirms they are around spying on us, but they promise me they will not dare come close, so I’m safe and that I should totally relax as if they weren’t around. They then fly to these electricity generators on wave energy that float close to the shore – they look like giant sausages that go up and down with the waves. They really love this game and as I fly to one to be closer to them, I see many other “beings” that are there having fun the same way. I cannot help thinking that they look like angels, so strong yet so innocent, enjoying such simple pleasures, increasing their energy by just having fun and creating this energy field that keeps psychos away. Then there’s a gap in my memory, but I think they help me rescue my mom (my boyfriend I don't know), because later I’m reunited with my mother and we are staying in some youth hostel, temporarily until we go back home. She wants to celebrate, but the bar of the hostel in the basement seems to serve fish instead of drinks! We find it odd – there’s a big board over the entrance with pictures and names of several different fishes. And we say no thanks and give up. We take a shower on a common bathroom and as we go back to our rooms my mom looks and feels a lot younger and that is affecting her behaviour. She is half-naked with only a towel around and she’s having pleasure teasing the boys that come across in the corridor, showing a bit more of leg and so on. I tell her to behave but I’m finding it funny that she's so confident. Then we pass by some girls who have their room open and are chatting on the door, some inside, some on the corridor. One of them is singing beautifully some R’n’B song. I think it’s from Alicia Keys and I also want to sing along. But as I am passing by and singing a bit, they tell me to shut up and look angry at me. They say I suck and this other girl is so full of herself she wants to be the star. Ok, I move on. Then I find some table on the corridor, with a spinning top like the one from Inception. I stop to make it spin, but no matter what I do, it just won’t spin!!! 4:40 GMT Teenager TV series and Carl Sagan Me and my boyfriend arrive at my mom’s house and we find my dad sleeping on her room. We wonder what he is doing there but whatever... We want to watch TV, so we turn on the TV that’s on the room and we sit in the dark on the other side of the bed, trying not to wake him up. As we zap, I notice there’s Carl Sagan on some channel, but my boyfriend keeps zapping until he stops on this high school TV series. It’s about a black girl that is cast aside in her school. Then a new girl arrives and she is the only one who offers help and gives her a tour and introduces her to the school. She then tells her how she was friend with this and that girl or boy and how, for no reason at all, one day everybody decided to turn their backs on her. As I watch the series I get into her skin and I touch my hair and it is afro! So cool! Then my boyfriend complains this show is lame and I say I actually find it cool because I also went through all those integration problems in all schools I’ve been to. Anyway we do some zapping again and I tell him why not watch Carl Sagan and he says “and you tell me only now?” I thought he had seen him. So we tune to that channel and it’s an old episode from Cosmos. We miss this guy and we’re enjoying a lot watching the episode but after 2 minutes it ends and my boyfriend starts complaining “No! It can’t be over already!” and then my father wakes up with the noise. But we shut up and stay very still and he turns to the other side and keeps on sleeping. 7:00 GMT – Wake up
I was on the street in a normal looking neighborhood, walking along the sidewalk. I had absolutely no idea that I was dreaming, but I knew exactly what I was doing. My plans were to go down the street to meet up with and spend some time hanging out with MoSh. His house was just a short way down the street, and the weather was beautiful, so I had decided to walk instead of drive so I could save some gas and reduce pollution. I reached MoSh's house in just a short time at which point I went right up to the door and knocked. It didn't take long before the door opened to reveal MoSh inside, smiling. He said I don't really need to knock every time, I can just come on in whenever I want to. He stepped aside to let me in. I went inside and looked around, MoSh had a very nice place there, it looked like a really welcoming place. I was about to say something to MoSh when line of kids came running down the stairs from the second floor, they all charged right out the door with Data right behind them and a couple of dogs right behind him. They left the front door wide open, though MoSh didn't really seem to care, he seemed more interested in getting me to follow him into the living room. Since the weather was so nice outside, I didn't bother closing the door before following MoSh into the living room. The living room was a fairly large room, MoSh was standing beside a comfortable looking couch and pointing at the largest wall in the room, which was completely taken up by a huge flat screen television. The flat screen television was mounted on the wall, or maybe the television was the wall... I couldn't be sure since there was not a single square inch of the wall was visible. I was wondering exactly how big the screen was. MoSh seemed quite pleased with the television, he stood there for a couple minutes as if waiting for me to say something, but all I could say was one word... Wow. Apparently that was an acceptable response, since MoSh continued to say he had an extensive library of movies and games, so let's watch or play something. I was thinking how awesome it would be to play games on that thing, so I immediately agreed and said we should play a game. MoSh went over to a shelf and looked at some cases there, talking as he did. He was only halfway talking to me, however, he was mostly talking to himself. He said something about me not liking Starcraft, he muttered some more stuff, then he took a game out and slid it into a slot in the television. Wow! It even had a built in video game system! The game that started up on the screen was a space game, I had been right in thinking a game would look awesome on that television... The graphics looked absolutely amazing. MoSh and I were playing a co-op mission where it was the two of us against a fleet of enemy ships... Fortunately the enemies weren't very bright. MoSh and I came at them from different directions, each of us had a squad at our command, and we took them all out. MoSh and I were playing a death match version of the game when Asuka came in, I blasted MoSh before I realized he was distracted... Asuka had sat down on his lap and kissed him... Not really a fair kill. MoSh won that part of the game, I have never been really good at death match games. Then we played a version of the game that was a race through an asteroid field, there were rings we had to fly through while avoiding running into the asteroids. I won that one, zipping in, out, and around the asteroids and through the rings to the finish line which was a space station inside a cool looking nebula. MoSh wasn't far behind me. I was wondering what other versions of the game were available, but I didn't get a chance to find out before I woke.
Managed to salvage a fragment of a longer dream that I awoke too briefly from to hang on to more than a few details. All I remember involved a scene that resembled NCIS wherein there was that kind of office space with a handful of people standing around pretending to be witty until a passive-aggressive, older grumpy guy walked through hastily and told everyone what to do. I'm quite disappointed I went through the entire weekend without a single good dream to record. Granted I spent most of Saturday and Sunday evenings taking heavy naps and I didn't get much sleep Saturday night...well, now that I put it that way I guess it's not surprising. I want to avoid saying I'm in a dry spell again, but it kinda feels like it.
I found this one in my phone from a week or so ago, so it's going up too. I am in somebody's room on the second floor. There is a TV about two feet away from the foot of the bed, and a screen door leading to a small deck that overlooks the driveway right behind the TV. We are playing the Wind Waker or some other classic game. We then decide to watch a movie, and when we put it on, it's hentai. I accidently drop the movie case and also a yellow egg shaped thing and they somehow manage to roll onto the deck. When I go out to grab them, the deck turns into my porch which is on the first floor. I go back inside to the same room. As the movie starts, I show the person I'm with how to put a DVD into another player attached to the same TV so that we can switch it to something more appropriate if somebody comes up the stairs. On the TV I see a vivid image of spot in New York, with a courtyard beside a skyscraper, and a sculpture on the grass.
¡Single Sentence Sizzler!® 09.08.2010Oh, Cruel Dreams! (DILD) ★★☆☆☆NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Originally Posted by Mzzkc Catching a glimpse of the television, I noticed an intense advertisement for the new season of Arrested Development which, after sending me into fits of joyful mirth, triggered an RC, as I came to realize this news was too good to be true; I cried at my newfound lucidity and took my sorrow out on some shinigami sparring in the driveway.
Updated 08-18-2010 at 03:46 PM by 25167
1. My brother and I, both living at my research station, have started a band called "Acid Warning." We're preparing for a big concert and are trying to recruit as many audience members as we can before the show. We take a break from practice to go watch TV with our dad. The first show is Jeopardy, and after we finish, Alex Trebek himself comes by the room and just laughs at us. We are nonplussed and continue watching, this time seeing Dr. Who. Afterwards, Mom joins us, along with a professor from the station and his wife. Subtle, barbed insults are exchanged between the adults, making my brother and I feel very uncomfortable. We exit, but soon the parents follow us. Dad orders us to leave, saying that he can't stand to spend another day here. 2. My brother and I discover a website with every N64 game ever made. We hook up the computer to the TV and start to play; I start off with Pokemon Snap, but he soon changes the game to Star Wars Battlefront.
1. I'm doing my grocery shopping and wander down the frozen food aisle. Suddenly, all of the TV screens in the isle start to synchronize and launch into a 15 minute presentation about a certain brand. I watch, dumbfounded, and I remember feeling rather convinced. At the end of the presentation, I start to move, but from the end of another aisle a stage flips out. It's filled with opera singers who proceed to launch into a Handel oratorio. To my surprise it's actually rather good, full of humor and some bawdy behavior (such as men kissing) that strikes me as inappropriate for the era. When the show is over the stage folds back into the aisle and I continue shopping. At the end of my purchases, I get confronted by several employees for tipping the produce scales and trying to cheat on the price. 2. I'm at an awesome kid-focused science museum with tons of demos. I recall fingerprint powder, wind tunnels, and infrared cameras. There's also a flight harness to simulate low gravity, and I put it on to fly effortlessly around the room. I'm a little big for the apparatus, though, and I'm constantly on the verge of crashing. 3. I'm competing in the Winter Olympics, where there's now an "extreme skiing" event. This is done as a co-ed event, starting with a beauty contest where the female half of the team shows off her assets. The other part of the event is a breakneck downhill race where the course goes through moguls (and wooden stairs). I finish in second, right behind my female partner, so we win the gold!
I was in my bedroom and had what I think was an FA. I woke up and started to clean a bunch of bugs that had all congregated on my window. I grabbed a sock out of my droor and started brushing them off, hoping none would land on me or my bed. (my bed is directly inderneath my window) I was in my living room watching T.V. even though it was off. There wasn't any picture showing, just a black screen. My sister was sitting on the floor to my side and started throwing Legos at me. I grabbed them and threw them back. This went back and forth for a little while until I woke up.
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