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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I go to theatre with friends. Right at its beggining, it's interrupted by some young people with banners, urging us all to join them on the streets on a massive revolutionary protest. I look through the window, see thousands of people outside and feel inspired, but I really want to see the play and I insist to stay and join them later. Most people leaves and joins them but then the play start and I even gt to sit on the front row. The curtain rises and a weird spectacle unfolds. Two guys stabbing a girl, all very realistic and the audience is feeling upset and uncomfortable. We look at each other like saying "c'mon, it's fake, right?". While she is still bleeding out and crying for help, they pour wine over her and set her on fire. Then I realize it's probably real and we should stop it, so I jump to the stage and other people follow me. Someone calls 911, some guys manage to overthrow one of the murderers, but the other one is really monstrous and his fingers transform into long knifes and he starts chopping everybody around. It's a massacre and I run away. I found the exit doors locked. I don't know what to do.
A young girl appears out of nowhere and tells me to follow her into the attic. There's a kind of dorm up there and we hide under a bed, but when I hear footsteps on the stairs I realize staying there won't save us. So I guide her through the window and we escape through the roofs.
As we wander through the streets, I look up to the sky and realize I can see stuff I didn't see before, like augmented reality, I can see constelations poppoing out and an unknown celestial body passing through them and following a spiral orbit around some other body. I realize this is important but I don't understand its meaning. The little girl tells me to think about it later, but now we must go hide in her home. She lives, apparently alone, in a tiny, tiny anex of a small fishermen village. We have a calm night, but the next day there's a huge mess outside, like someone is going through all the houses doing searches and people are angry and afraid, running around and shouting. There's only a front door and we don't know how to get away without being noticed. Then we are saved by a mistery man who takes us to my mom's house. I dont think it's very safe either, but at least it's a 4th floor and now we have a guardian watching over us.
I feel safe for a while, the door is locked, the windows are safe... or so I thought, but in the morning I see a guy flying to my bedroom window and crossing it like it's nothing. He stops in front of me, he wears a really strange suit made of golen and silvered mesh. He has a sword. I run to get my sabre and then we fight. But every time I stab him, the sabre does not pierce his suit. He laughs and explains his suit is made of adamantium. I'm fucked. Then I have this faint vision of my guru floating in the air outside my window and kind of scolding me with his eyes, for not remembering something I should have so clear in my mind. "I know! I must trust the guru!" I am invaded by a sense of absolute peace and thrusthfulness when taking mental refuge in the guru and all of a second I'm no longer in my mom's house, I'm somewhere else.
Evangelion comes to me from somewhere and welcomes me. I look puzzled and he says he's been spending some time with my guru, who has been teaching him personally some secret spiritual language. I feel even more puzzled and a bit envious - why is he learning that secret language in this peaceful place and I've been running around from mad attackers? And as I ask the question, I know the answer. I chose it that way.

(Technically lucid, in the sense that I clearly knew I was dreaming, but there was no more control than usual and no particular moment of becoming lucid that I remember, I seemed to have simply started out that way. Then again, I can't remember how this scene started. Background info: I recently read something claiming dreams usually don't include all 5 senses, mostly just sight.)

I want to test out that bit about how senses work in dreams, so I float up to my bedroom ceiling and run my fingers over the ridges of the plaster. My sense of touch seems to be working fine to me. I even break off a piece of the plaster and taste it - the taste is probably not what plaster really tastes like, and it's very bland, but the sense of taste is certainly present. I decide I need to wake up to write this down.

(And I did. Rather than being any more aware than usual, it seemed more like I'd unintentionally programmed my dream self to complete this task, and my dream self was just carrying out those orders, without me having to take any active control of the dream. I went back to sleep for a few more hours.)

I'm playing the role of Louis de Pointe du Lac and watching a performance of Les Miserables in french. The girl playing young Cosette reminds me a little of Claudia, which makes me remember the songs she used to sing around the house. Their voices are similar. But Lestat's distracting me, talking as we watch the performance, telling me about his run in with Daniel and how he'd given him that 'choice I never had' line. And then he says to me that really, that was something of a lie; Daniel was already 'for the blood' as he puts it, since he'd met me.

Experiment night 3/7
Experiment: falling asleep while imagining a white letter “a” on area below navel (from dream yoga book). Usual effects for me – increased dream vividness and a greater chance of LD

This evening: somewhat hard to concentrate on the white “a”, some trouble falling asleep after a rather heavy meal. Nevertheless, the first dream was quite strong and detailed, perhaps about 5 hrs after sleep onset.

Dream 1: I was in what looked similar to my grandmother’s building, and it turns out this very important for me irl person, a main DC now lives. I am going up and down the stairs, in the hope that I will finally meet him along the way, but he is not there. I leave the building, standing on the stairs that lead outside, looking at a person that is walking down the street. At first I don’t recognize him, he is wearing a white hat or strange blouse, but then I finally see that it is the DCs I was waiting for. As if this were a real life situation, I try to hide my excitement of seeing him (haven’t seen him for 12 years irl) my eyes shyly looking to my left, then allowing myself to smile and going to greet him. He is being polite, greets me, and says that he hasn’t seen me for a year. “Well, it’s because I don’t live here anymore”, I reply. He makes some remarks about different countries which make no sense at all, I correct him with my knowledge, which by the way is also wrong. Then, the conversation seems to be over for him and he likes to continue on his way. “Wait, why don’t you tell me what you have been up to these days”? I really don’t wanna let him go. I pat him on the cheek the way I do with my bf. That is really strange and embarrasses me, I begin to apologise myself, and then, I do it again! I tell him that I pat my bf the same way, he reacts in some strange way, and his face starts to distort and now he has some facial features similar to my bf. I am quite worried about what he thinks about me in this dream and apologize for my weirdness again and try to change the subject. [end]

8:30 Our neighbours wake me up. I write down this dream and I decide I will try to WILD at 8:50. First WILD attempt ever. Initially, I was too alert, a lot of thoughts in my head, then I finally manage to relax with some nice thoughts. I wake up at 10:35 - WILD fail. I remember a dream but decide against writing it down because that will wake me up too much. I try DEILD. DEILD fail. I continue sleeping. BF is already up, walking around.

12:30 – I finally wake up, disappointed, and I have no recall of any dreams whatsoever. I isolate myself with my notes and want to remember. Nothing. Did I dream about a school? Yes! Finally, some fragments begin to emerge:

Dream2: This was the one immediately after the WILD attempt. It was the first day of school for the year and I am in my high school (DS). My mom is with me and I don’t like that. I try to send her away, telling her that I am going to class. She leaves the building. I have other plans too and leave the building, looking for someone familiar outside. There are fewer people than I expect. Some guys are playing, throwing a tennis ball that lands in my hands, I awkwardly toss it back, having trouble controlling my movement, it goes in the wrong direction, but they manage to catch it. I wake and know that I have failed the WILD.

Dream3: [Fragment]After watching some factories, I hear my friend DC from school (DS) tell me some arguments about China. He says that they had a country only for 80 years or something like that. He was discussing the development. I told him that he is wrong, and there had been China, for some 5000 years, though not in its present form. Tribes and clans that have come together and apart over time. I tell him that some 3000 years BC the Chinese were already highly advanced, and I refer to a pottery that exists irl (I saw on wiki December 2011), that he can check online if he doesn’t believe me. I feel guilty for arguing with such a fervor with him…

Dream4: There is some kind of international festival, where young girls wear national traditional dresses. I am looking around, and become part of an “active audience”, which is part of the set. There is a cupboard with some objects that faces the stage, rather than the audience. This is where I stand. I start messing with the objects that are placed on the cupboard. There is a miniature watch, which literally falls apart in my hands. I try to fix it, but small parts keep falling to places that I can’t even reach. I try making the watch or whatever it is stay in one place, then I hide it somewhere at the back. I look at the objects on the cupboard, I made such a mess there, I feel embarrassed, hoping that no one will notice and that this does not influence the play in any negative way. A DC woman with authority comes and looks at the mess. She doesn’t notice anything out of order and I feel relieved. She is more concerned with finding some suspicious individuals, a renaissance picture and a news article is presented to me. It tells briefly the story of three pirates, a man and two women, one of them, I identify as myself. The DC woman tells me that these are dangerous and it is possible that they are around. I become worried that she might discover my true identity, but luckily she doesn’t. The performance is about to begin. Now it is more like a theatre act than a dancing performance. I make remarks that it isn’t the plot? that people are here to follow, but rather the performance and play of actors. That’s what it is all about.

Dream5: I was talking to a DC real estate agent. He looked at the nearby river and found it really disgusting. He said that he would never live near a place like that. I agreed with him and told him that I felt sick from the river. I would rather live somewhere high up the mountains. I looked and there was a green-yellow hill with some houses on it. Some misty clouds were over the hill. I would rather live there, I thought. Then I fly/zoom over the hill, looking for a place where we could move to. I reach some kind of city suburbs, with strange buildings, not industrial, but rather they look like some past communist memorials. I remember in the dream that this was exactly the path of the processions from the day before that I saw on dream TV. (fake memory?) In front of the memorial are some Czech enthusiastic young people, they are members of a youth communist organization and seem to be celebrating. I try communicating with them in an eastern European language that I make up at the moment, something like eastern European Esperanto. [end] The movie that my bf is watching in the other room is getting too loud and I finally wake up.

Mood after Dr1 Wake: Sad
Mood after final wake: A bit irritated with myself as no LD, and initially no memory of dreams

12.17.2012

Paper Earrings (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I didn't do a WBTB, so my dream recall is kind of skewed.


All I remember for this one is that I'm helping something create some kind of poster for a presentation.

They also seem to have their earrings made of paper as well since I colored in two dark gold ovals and quickly glued them on her ears.

I told her good luck, and she doesn't really say anything to me, or at least my recall of her saying anything is bad.

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12.17.2012

The Prehistoric Snake Creature (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking in a random neighborhood that seems to be derived of the one I'm currently at for winter break.

I'm casually walking around in the morning time of the dream, and something feels weird near my feet area.

I look down, and about 3-5 feet away from me is a creature that looks like a Prehistoric and fossilized Snake structure.

The head of this creature was like semi-circle in a way, except there's a bump in front where the sides would crown around it.

It has a transparent body structure where the body organs are easily visible; most noticeably the big glowing organ near the head and the start of its flexible spine.

The best thing I can associate this thing's composition is the Resident Evil 4 Las Plagas parasite, especially the one that shows up when Leon starts hallucinating inside a shack where he would encounter the big sea creature later on.

It had a slight light brown color for its body structure, along with a scaled lining that seems to be stacked under the head. The head was basically shaped like a broad arrowhead.

It continues to follow me, and I try to walk slowly to see what this thing can actually do. I noticed that its arrowhead composition obviously points me out like a sore thumb.

And if I try to make quick movements, it would sling itself like a slingshot and get even closer to me. So small movements definitely were the only option I had until I figured out a better plan.

And I doubt I was able to find that "better" plan.

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12.17.2012

Flirting is Not Working (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm talking to this girl that I used to have for my English AP Lit Class in High School, and she seems to be kind of dull and stoic.

I tried having a decent communication with her, and I believe there's someone else that we both had to meet to talk about something. I tried flirting with the girl, I think?

Whatever happens, she leaves the area without saying anything to me, she didn't even portray any kind of emotion that she was concerned about me or anything at all.

I watch her open the door, and she quickly gets on a Maroon Bicycle that looks like the University's default bicycle service model. She rides the bicycle awkwardly, but that probably pertains to the actual model in waking life making one ride strangely in the first place.

The trees outside are full of life, and even though the leaves are covering the sunlight, it's apparent that it's bright outside. It also seems to be slightly windy outside.

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12.17.2012

God Lecture with Grandma (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting at an auditorium of some sort, and the overall atmosphere is saturated with this yellow color.

My grandmother goes on with this speech of the Christian God, and I'm really bored trying to listen to this. I try to block it out of audio, and there's a lot of people that are getting out of the area.

I remain in my seat because of some weird reason of not trying to make my Grandmother feel bad.

Eventually, I do leave, so HA!

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12.17.2012

Dream Guide is Going to FREAKING KILL ME!!!! Or Not? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember the dream starting out where I'm walking around an area that's close to my apartment in waking life. It feels like its 4-5PM in the dream, since the sun is close to sunset.

I go to the left and end up walking to the curve that goes in a "C" motion, with me starting at the bottom of the "C."

Then I ended up going to the right side of the other "C" shaped path, and I hear a police car coming nearby. The car ends up being some kind of old car model that's bulky and a little too large to be in the car category.

I also hear some parts inside jingling and close to coming off as well. Don't know what the cop was going to do, but he left to do whatever it is. I thought it would be for me since I just happened to hear the siren out of nowhere.

The dream shifts where I'm apparently going out with this blonde girl (inb4DreamGuide), and she's kind of cute. However, I can't verify her age, so I don't try to do anything weird with her. She does seem obsessive over me, requiring that I'm with her, or else she'll threaten to kill me.

She looked a lot like Catherine from the game Catherine, the succubus one. She looks like she's 16-18 years of age in this dream. I remember being at the top stair level in an auditorium, and she's sitting around the front area to get a good lateral view of the stage.

I look at the back of her head, and she quickly turns around and locks in on me. I don't think she's trying to kill me, she's just using that so I can get her attention and possibly do a reality check. Unfortunately, I didn't do that, and she turns her head back to look at the stage.

I believe that I decided I should go ahead and sit next to her, and she's obviously a big contrast from the dark room of seats with people in dark clothing. The stage is the main attraction with the yellow lights shining on the shiny brown wooden floor layering.

The glow emits all the way until it hits the Catherine dream character that's wearing her default white costume, or at least just a white nightgown.

There's a part where I'm taking out a sword out of a sheath, but it doesn't seem logical that the sword can come out properly if the design is having "X Y Z" stick in the middle. It's practically impossible in waking life, but it slides off the sheath with ease.

I don't know where this part came into the dream, because my dream recall is slightly off right now after not paying too much attention to remembering my dreams.

Considering she was one form I wanted my tulpa to be in, maybe I should use her characteristics for tulpaforging.....excluding the "pretend to kill you" part.

My former doctor was now my dentist and gave me vaneers. The were crooked or didn't feel right. Looked kind of like before I had braces. Gap in front 2 teeth. Kept thinking why didn't I have my real dentist do it - Sparkles is awesome!

I keep walking around the neighborhood and find a theatre doing Little Shop of Horrors. So there I am, singing the whole show in gym shorts and flip flops. Couldn't tell if it was an audition or an actual show. Then thought about the teeth and how odd that was, that this couldn't be real . . . on the verge of lucidity . . . but no.

Everything may not be in correct order...

I remember I was in this like play, and I was an adult female. A creepy guy was beside me talking about something, then I guess he scared me, as I went above into the air vents, and he followed, I remember spraying something on him, don't remember what it was. Skip ahead, I wanted to go to this one secluded island off the side of NYC, and I was trying to make a getaway, but I was stuck listening to this guy..He offered to help me, but I didn't trust him. I sneaked away, onto a nearby island, and decided I needed to get somewhere specific. I floated into the air, scared at first not knowing if I could control it, but then I figured it out. Fists forward, superman like but with both fists, I found flying downwards brought my up, up brought me down, left and right worked fine. I could build up a lot of speed, but never got too far into the sky. My main goal was not hitting power lines or cars, but also worrying what others were thinking of someone flying past them while they were driving. I fly all the way to one corner of town, and stop as it is getting dark, and I am getting tired. There is an antiques shop, and an old restaurant. I tell the guy trying to help me over cell phone where I am, and he comes, I eat while he is on his way. I look at the things left over, I guess I got like fries and something else, the containers they were in were like McDonalds, but darker red, and old fashioned. It appears there are monopoly stickers on them, so I read them, one said "Discount on blah blah" The other one was free shake or something like that.

So the guy comes over, I steal his car(rude..), find a few things inside throw them out, and run the car into a 20 foot deep or so ditch. I then fly away across the town, as I am on the exact other corner of the town that I wanted to be in, it is daytime again, and I just keep flying. I reach my destination, it looks like nobody has ever been on the island, I am in paradise.

I feel like there was more to this dream, like with the car, just that stop mainly, and at the beginning, that play.. I think I have been to that place before where the play was..I can feel another dream coming to me from either last night or a few nights ago, but I can't quite remember what it is about .-. Actually, it is probably yesterday's dream that I couldn't remember..

dream : comments : lucid

16th of January, 2012

HORRIBLE night’s sleep. I was literally waking up every 45 minutes or so. I suppose it was an excellent opportunity for some WILDs but they didn’t happen. I know at one point I was kind of lucid and actually discussing dreams I’d had earlier in the night with someone but that doesn’t really count.

So. A whole bunch of weird fragments, if you so please. The last one was pretty cool.

I was with Nooks in a forest of some sort and was naked. Nooks wanted to get jiggy, but there were people everywhere. Eventually Emma came up and was crying because she’d rented some cars and couldn’t take them back in time because they had flat batteries. I was more worried about getting some pants on. We went back with Emma to a hotel and she wrote a story about this really nancy guy which at the time was amazing and I wish I could remember how it went. Wendy drew an awesome picture of the guy and set it as my desktop.

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DreamViews Academy was a real, yet intangible place. It was like a university campus that people visited but only in one plane or something. Like astral projection. I was there with a black guy and we were doing dream experiments (I can’t believe I didn’t do a RC at some point here!). It was 6:30AM wherever I was and simultaneously on some other plane of existence we were also talking on the phone and I was reading his profile which was all about aliens and creeped me out too much to sleep.

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At the shops, some junkies wanted us to buy them supplies or give them money. One of them had a really fancy, elegant plate of food.

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In a highrise construction zone watching holographic movie parodies that you looked at through glass. One was Kevin Costner saying the same line over and over again with different inflection each time.

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A guy jumped out of a helicopter and went snowboarding down a ridiculously crazy hill with basically no snow on it and just got all effed up.

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And finally, a proper one:

I’m not sure where we were- maybe Canada or the US, Nooks was going to a speed-dating event (apparantly her 3rd one) and wanted me to entertain myself while she went but I got annoyed and upset with her.

Before she left, we went to a toy store that had really elaborate Star Wars Lego. On the way out, I picked up an Etch-A-Sketch and wrote “Be Happy” on it which Nooks said was the greatest thing anyone had ever created on one. Then she decided not to go to her event.

Later on we got free tickets to a play which we were really looking forward to but turned out to be a dodgy highschool production. I tried to take a burrito into the theatre but wasn’t allowed so I went outside to finish it. I got back in just as it started. There was a fat guy dressed as a woman singing a song which I can’t remember and the play was about… I have no idea actually. At some point I swapped seats with other people and during one scene I got on stage with the guy next to me and showed the actors where a spray bottle was amongst a shelf of office supplies.

Somehow after leaving the play, the dream turned into a twisted version of the opening sequence of The Simpsons called “Homer plus family” and instead of showing them all running through Springfield it had some really screwed up stuff. One part that I remember was Homer killed a bear and was wearing its skin which started to rot and Marge turned into a bush then crashed a car into a crowd.

At the end, Homer got out of the skin and was naked and started running home. At that point it turned into me and I was running naked through the streets at morning. It was actually pretty funny and lots of people were laughing and I got on the news.

Two seperate naked dreams in one night? What's up with that?

This dream is an early one and I don't remember it very well....

one part is that I am with some family and we go to a water park or so.
We buy to the dad a big kind of trophy made of turkish sugar.... it looks like two twisting walls and a bar in the middle. At one point, when they start to eat it, I tell them that I wanted to weigh it as I believe it had more than three kilograms. They somewhat argue with me.

Then we jump to the water.... I remember swimming under the water in the swimming pool.. it was pretty deep.

another scene is in the garage on my house. I have parked our car and there is some other guy somewhat interfering with it. My mum wants something from me. I think there is some key hassle or so.

I also remember going to a theatre that looks like the new building that is being build at UBS. I get there and there are two girls that I was supposed to watch the play with. I think it was The Lion King. But when I get there it is over. I suggest that we stay and watch another play, as they may play it again right after. But the stage is being all cleaned up and reorganised. Those girls say that this was the last time they played it. I don't feel very bad at all... I don't know why.

Happy New Year everybody!

2 Full dreams (2 points)
1 False awakening
1 WBTB attempt (1 point)

I was in an airport and we were carrying our luggage through to departures. When we got there I accidentally put my hand luggage on the conveyor belt, so we had to wait for it to come back round where I could pick it up.Once that was done we boarded and went and sat near the front, we then changed our minds and went to sit at the back near the door. When everybody was on the plane started to make it's way towards the runway, it took a shortcut over some rubble and we flew in the air for a few seconds before coming back into contact with the ground. We then turned around to face the runway, it looked as though we were under some kind of motorway bridge. Then we saw the runway; it was so short, there was no way a plane could manage to take off in that short distance. The pilot throttled the engines to full power and we shot off down the runway, they roared loudly as we rushed towards the end of the runway and everybody thought we weren't going to make it. But just feet before the end the plane gained enough speed to pull up and we took off. The dream then ended. (Full Dream- 1 point)

I was sat in a hall and in front of me was a stage and curtains, I was in a theatre and by the looks of things it was nearly full. I glanced at the two huge red curtains to see a fat woman dressed in white peeping through. Then the lights dimmed and I realised that I was sat right at the front very close to the stage. The curtains seemingly disappeared and there was now a fake bar in front of me with stools all around it and the woman I saw earlier serving. Then Jamie Oliver appeared round the corner with another stool. He explained to the audience that he's been sent 20 miles on foot to find this stool which matched the other at the bar. He sat down opposite the barmaid, right next to me. He said something funny and everyone laughed but me, so he turned round to me and said "Are you not finding this funny?" and I said back "Sorry I didn't understand the joke" (even though it can't have been the funny) He repeated it in simpler terms and everybody laughed again but me included this time. He patted me on the knee and said "Ah you get it now!" and he returned to doing the play. My mum who was sat next to me whispered in my ear saying "Go on stroke his knee" and I said no because that would be a bit random and weird. The dream ended here. (Full Dream- 1 point)

1 WBTB attempt (1 point)

1) I was a loner type character, went to the Red Bird Bar. (Reason for the name is because I read an article about Angry Birds just before bed )

2) Playing DnD with people from my group, and others from college. Non-existent books. Demons?

3) Driving around with an old friend (and others I cannot now identify) on a futuristic Earth. Pass by a factory, a farm, each belching out smoke to the point that it covers the entire area like a mist. The farm was simply a group of wooden, organic looking structures and it ran off oil... Some technology had allowed this, and we were talking about how it was poisoning the planet. I became LUCID somehow...

Next thing I knew, I was in a large building, white interior, and it turned out to be a theatre, with a Moulin Rouge-like production going on. Trying to get backstage, I was cut off by a woman in a sparkling blue dress. For some reason I left the building, only to return later looking for someone.

Okay so some random people were chasing me. I wound up at my neighbor's house. I had this mini spaceship thing that was supposed to help me get away but some parts were missing. I found them near my neighbor's house. But I accidentally used up all the power/gas or whatever. So I had to dodge balls of green light bullet things that the people chasing me shot at me. I convinced one of the people to help me out and then there was some really random fashion thing I forget a lot of details about. Blue stuff I remember. I finally got the mini spaceship thing to work but I accidentally hit this tree, and then the tree blew up. The tree next to it started coming to life and I made a run for it. I hid from it and somehow made a bet that it couldn't find me before sundown or something, and if I won i'd get a new ship. I won and got in the ship which was normal sized. Then maybe the dream switched or I just forgot how I got there. I was in the theatre and the play had reached intermission. I had to help stall the thing so my friend Katy and I went and helped this girl on stage. We did some improv about a janitor, that sadly I forget details of.

My review:
First issue with this dream. What the heck how is that mini spaceship gonna do anything for me!? Seriously IT WAS LIKE A TOY! How could I escape with that!? And then what the heck did FASHION have to do with anything!? Besides, really, the only thing about fashion I know is "when in doubt wear red" and that's just a long story involving theatre, google, and my friend Tim. (just so people know I tend to do that a lot. Just say 'it's a long story' and then list some things invovled with it. It's just my thang ) Next thing, how the heck did my spaceship get fixed? I don't know. Do you know? No. Because if you knew and I didn't know the student would be teaching the teacher and a student to teach his teacher is presumptious and rude. QUOTE FACE: Back to the review. I hid from a tree...behind a tree. A different tree mind you; i'm not stupid. I was in a forest, where else would I hide? But still. Thank my dream that the tree I was hiding by didn't come to life too. That's a total Wizard of Oz moment. And when I won the spaceship appeared like, right in front of where I was hiding. Failure on the tree's part. I didn't even see it move really. I was hiding, but for all I know it didn't even look. On that note I don't even think I hid for more than half a minute. As far as the theatre stuff, that was coolio. The stage is my home...but since I don't literally live there does that make me homeless? ... nah. Never homeless in a tent! (lol jk)

So this was my first entry of my Journey! Hope you enjoyed it dudes and chicks!
~ Spotlight

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I was in a dark room sitting on my bunk bed. I was talking on my computer to a mother on drugs with young kid. She was asking me for advice. She sent to my laptop a picture of a white, fluffy ragdoll cat sitting on the sand at the beach.

The scene changed and I was at small shop with James and Claire, my 9 year old brother and 13 year old sister. It was still night time. There were different teams of kids attacking me. Each wore different colours to signify what team they were in (white/black striped, pure black, ect.). There was lots of yelling and shouting, but I realised very quickly that they were just playing. I scrambled to hide in the kitchen area against the counter, but it was not a good hiding place. I was spotted instantly and shot by some kids. However, the bullets were not real and did not harm me.

The scene changed again. I was at some kind of strange airport on a runway. For unknown reasons, I grabbed a trailer that was on the runway and dragged it at an impossibly fast speed. I felt as if I was going faster than I have ever travelled in my life. But I couldn’t stop. Fear built up in my chest as I put my feet to the ground in attempt to slow myself. The trailer and I had not slowed in the slightest. All of a sudden, I swung the trailer around on its side with impossible strength. I had saved myself just in time.

The scene changed once more. I was about to enter a pool resort with my hockey team. My hockey coach told me that I had to have the first ice bath and gave me a bobby pin made out of white cotton to signify this (at my previous hockey tournament we had to take ice-baths after each game. I always dreaded these). My coach (Emma), said that I had to have the first ice bath because she noticed on the last day of the hockey tournament that I looked at her and then pretended I didn’t see her because I didn’t want an ice bath. When we entered the pool resort, I noticed that the whole ground was covered in pools of different sizes and shapes. However, all were the same light blue pool colour. They seemed to be mostly undercover because there were shade tents permanently strung up above the pool. There were a couple of ice baths floating in the pool area. They were very strange white buckets that seemed to already be filled with pool water because they were mostly submerged. I looked around, but when I looked at the ice bath I wanted to go in, there were suddenly many guys surrounding it. I wanted to be with my hockey team, so I looked around for a different ice bath. Sighting one near my team, I swam over to it and hopped in. I was quite surprised when it was not cold in the slightest. I realised that it had been in the sun and all the ice had melted and turned into warm water. It was almost like a spa. My hockey manager (Katrina) came along with a glass of red cordial. I let it rest in the pool water and the pool water filled the cup.

The scene changed again. I was at a Woolworths store (grocery store) and I entered through the side door near the back. In front of me there was a flour packet that was labelled strangely. For some reason, I knew in contained some kind of illegal drug so I opened it and tipped it out into the bin. Then I picked up a newspaper and placed it in a red Woolworths basket with the empty flour packet. Suddenly, a grouchy Woolworths employee came along and asked what I did. I confessed, thinking that I would be congratulated, but he gave me a piece of paper that meant I was to be fined $1. I didn’t pay it, instead I ran out of the shop.

The scene changed into some kind of starry room or theatre. I suddenly realised that I might be dreaming and I attempted to jump off the ground. However, the ground wouldn’t let me and instead it made me become heavier and I got a sinking feeling. It felt a little bit like trying to jump on a trampoline when somebody else is jumping in a different rhythm. My thoughts were somewhere along the lines of ‘oh I have to make sure I don’t lose lucidity and stay focused’, but I still got distracted easily.

The scene changed once more. I was in this huge U shaped area with two round sections on either side with a joining at the bottom. There were all these curtains and holes in the wall around. I knew that this was a bad place. The fear did not creep up on my slowly, instead it hit me instantly. There were these alien/evil tentacle things that were slowly braiding themselves into plaits from the holes in the wall. Somehow all the DCs around me and I had seen this dream or situation before and we knew that we had to find the right plait and pull it from the hole. But the plait we thought was correct was in fact, incorrect. It was a risk to pull the plaits because you didn’t know what would come out the other end. Although most of the plaits led to nothing, there were some that lead to not-so-nice things. But we didn’t realise this until later. It was also difficult to pull the plaits as they were heavy. But I was quite strong, sometimes pulling three at once. It was then that we realised that some plaits had very bad creatures at the end called Furies. They were very large witches/hags that came in different colours. I same a splotchy turquoise one and a deep pink one. Once we realised we were pulling a Fury, we stopped pulling and backed away. However, the Fury still inched slowly forward, and eventually it would be free of the curtain. We had to find the right plait before it was too late.

Side note: I suspect that this wasn't all one long, continuous dream. It was probably several dreams, but I wrote this in the morning when I woke up so I could not distinguish where one dream ended and the next began. I am quite impressed with my dream recall for this night. I am going to continue to copy and paste my entries from previous dreams until I catch up to the present.

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Dream
Lucid

18.01.2011

I am with a friend and we are walking. We reach a place where there is a cliff on our left and some bars and ropes near the edge. At about a few hundred meters there is a big house floating. Actually no, it's not a house. It seems like a medieval town where there are a lot of houses close to each other and there is a big castle at the center with tall, sharp and aggressive towers etc. So something like this, really huge floating in the air. And below it the ground is so far away that i can barely see it. I think about it for a second. I become lucid without RC or anything. I run and jump off the cliff. I start falling down, but it is pretty easy to stop and float. Then i fly up to the top of the cliff. The feeling is really good, much better than the first time. My friend looks at me with an excited-shocked face. I do some flying around and invite her to come over, but she hesitates.

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I take part in a theatrical play or a movie... Some weird-dressed and -make-uped women are chasing us. As we are running i realize it's about the movie so i 'm not scared. We reach a place where the floor collapses. It's something about the movie. There is a funny amusing feeling in it. After we fall, we start running in a big ring. We stopped every few seconds, but i didn't get why we were doing this...

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I wake up in a friends car. There are two friends in the front. I am lying in the back seats. I get up. One of them says something about the place we are going. I say that we shouldn't be late, because i have a rehearsal with the theater. The driver says:
"Should we go back then?"

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I am at the reahersal. There is a friend next to me. A guy comes to us with some pills in his hands. One handful of green ones and one with red ones. I guess we had to take one.
"Which one should i take?"
"You should already know that"
"Noone informed us about pills. We didn't even know there is any agreement for us to take pills"
I took a green one. It was like weird nuts.

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I am in a weird place with many corridors and a lot of people. Looks like a supermarket. I become lucid, not sure how. I look at my hands. They seem fine. Oops. One finger is half transparent. Hey! there is an extra finger. Now they are all twisting. Hmm and now my nails are growing fast and they look awful. OK that's enough! I wander around. I am on my knees. I tried to get up but it felt really unstable, so i kept on going on my knees. A guy falls right in front of me. He stumbled on a bag and fell on the floor. I kinda laughed. Suddenly my eyelids got really heavy and i couldn't hold it.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with a couple of "friends." One of the friends looked like a person who has attended a lot of the anime events I've gone to IWL. He's white, kind of pale, tall, with jaw-length, brown hair and eyeglasses. This friend was organizing some kind of theatre event. He had gotten me and my other friend to volunteer.

We had first been discussing the details of this event in some bar. The bar hadn't seemed very well-lit, and it also seemed a bit empty. Then we were discussing the details out on some hilltop, out on the driveway of a house in a residential part of town, probably in the kind of early morning.

The theatre friend said, "We'll have a lot to do. We'll barely have time to go home and go to bed at 11 AM, before we have to wake up at 1 PM and do the second show."

As I realized how much work my other friend and I had volunteered for, I saw, probably in my mind's eye, dark grey clouds rolling overhead. I told the theatre friend, "I don't think we can do both shifts. At least my friend can't. We didn't realized we'd be going all the way through 11 AM. And we already signed up to volunteer at another event. Your second show will overlap with that event. At least my friend has to go to this event."

At this point the friend I was defending may have been my brother.

I was now in a small theatre. It was either before or after a show. The theatre was only half lit. The stage didn't have any light on it at all. The area felt like a cafeteria in an elementary school's basement. The walls may have been sea green. The seating area was made up of folding chairs. There were a good amount of people sitting in the chairs. Some people were also milling around in the empty space behind the seating area.

I sat near the back row of seats and near the aisle. So I turned myself around to look at the people milling around in the back area. Most of the people looked pretty normal. But there were a couple of older black women wearing very flashy, dressy outfits. They stood out from everybody else and seemed to demand being treated in a very special way. They each sat in chairs against the very back wall, at some distance from each other.

One of the women wore a turquoise dress and hat. The dress seemed almost to have been made out of a crepe material. The hat had a big, round, kind of floppy brim. My theatre friend immediately came up to the woman and started saying all kinds of nice things to her. But I could tell he was trying to get something out of her. So I telepathically told her to watch out for the man.

We were now watching a movie which was supposed to be Back to the Future. There were a few scenes, kind of randomly put together, which gave the feel that the movie was more about a group of kids working together to create a time machine than anything having to do with Doc Brown or Marty McFly.

One of the scenes showed Amy Irving, like she looked in the Brian DePalma version of Carrie. The view was of the girl's face, framed in a misty circle, looking up toward some kind of blue, moonlight, garden light and singing some kind of rock song. The girl's eyes glowed bright blue or green. I liked the girl's glowing eyes and the rock song a lot.

There were also a couple of scenes, apparently from the future, showing some kind of time travel bridge being built. The scenes were all in some kind of way overexposed, really pixellated video. The coloring was almost black and white. But it was more like the sky was all colored brownish-grey, while all the solid bodies were pure black silhouettes.

The bridge was somehow being built backwards. I watched (maybe through time lapse?), the "tracks" (?) of the bridge being built backwards through a frame of standing columns. It seemed to be in a mountain setting. I then watched a similar process near an ocean shore. This bridge had a sign over it, kind of in an old, Coca-Cola-esque style. It said something like "B-Way Bridge" or "B'Way Bridge."

I then woke up in my room. I stood up and looked down at the floor. Something seemed not quite right about my room. I walked really slow. I could hear my breathing rushing though my head, like I was wearing a space helmet.

Something seemed really weird about my floor, like it was made out of grey-painted concrete, especially where the floor met the wall. I then saw that my table was pushed away, at least 33cm away, from my wall. I thought it was possible that I could have pushed my table away from the wall. But not that far away.

I looked up and noticed that the walls in my room were now painted green. Some of the walls were a dark, pine green, while at least one of the walls was a slightly lighter shade.

I told myself, "Well, obviously I'm dreaming. My walls aren't green in waking life."

I figured since I was dreaming I would try to fly out of my house and out and around my neighborhood, to see what kind of views I could gather. But I must not have been totally lucid. I went flying toward my bedroom "window," which was actually a thick, ornate, wooden wall. This didn't seem to register with my "lucid" mind at all.

I was about to penetrate through the wall when something stopped me. A very polite woman's voice spoke to me through telepathy. It said, "We're sorry, but at this moment we cannot access the outdoor scene you would like to experience. Would you like to have a Gothic lucid dream instead?"

I said, "Oh, well, yeah, okay. That sounds nice." But I didn't want to have a Gothic lucid dream. I just wanted to go outside, into my neighborhood and gather data on the environment. I think I was thinking that I was having an out of body experience as well as a lucid dream, and I really wanted to gather some hard evidence of it. So I was disappointed that I couldn't get out there.

Dream #2

I stood inside a room, looking out to some area like a dock on a river. It was a nice, sunny day. The dock area was all a kind of beige-white concrete. A man was out working in front of two cars. The two cars themselves seemed to be junked. They also seemed to be wrapped up in coppery brown garbage bags, or in adhesive tape with the coppery brown color of VCR cassette tape.

The cars were parked one in front of the other. Either the hood of the front car was open, or else the windshield of the front car was completely missing. A huge object like a leather suitcase, possibly also all wrapped up in tape, was jutting out.

The suitcase-like object was open, revealing the snout and tip of the jaw of what appeared to be a gigantic lizard. Just given the size of the snout and jaw, the head of this creature must have been taking up the entire interior of this car! The jaw had leathery-looking, brown scales all over it.

I was now outside, near the cars, even though I could no longer see the dragon's head. I was with another man, but not the man who had been working outside while I had been inside. That man had been like a dock worker. This man was a wealthy business man. He was really tall and strong. He carried himself well. He wore a nice suit and a clean, beige overcoat.

I came to understand that the dragon had been killed. The cars were used as containers for transporting the dragon's body. Nobody had thought dragons existed. But this dragon had been discovered by accident. Possibly it had emerged from the sea.

Luckily the dragon had been killed before it could kill anybody. But people were (or I was?) worried that there were a lot more of these dragons, and that it wouldn't be so easy to kill them every time they posed a threat.

I told the man that this whole thing seemed to have been foreseen in a science fiction book written by a Russian man. I tried to tell the man the author's name. It was something like Gogol or Sergei. Finally I settled on one of the author's names, possibly his first name, being Selkei.

I saw a view of the book I'd bought (which seemed to have the name Selkei as the second name). The book was paperback. The cover was kind of glossy. There were a lot of swirly, black and white stripes all over the front cover and on the first few pages of the book.

The author was apparently either from the early twentieth century, like from the 1920s, or else his life was so impoverished in the late twentieth century that it was like he lived during the 1920s. But his sci-fi writings had a lot of subversive political content, and a lot of it seeemed to have been really prescient.

The man with me may now have been closer to me. We were still out on the dock -- or out on some shore cliff -- but we stood behind some kind of screen-like display, like a big text display at a museum. The man told me, "You just go into places, like bookstores and libraries, and you seek out these guys, don't you? You don't know who they are. But you know what you're looking for. And you find them.

"But people think, when they see you with all this stuff, that you've stolen it somehow. They don't understand the work you've made to discover it. They just think you've stolen it all.

"This book, for instance --" The man and I turned toward some kind of black, basalt cliffside as the man opened up a wide, short book full of pages that looked like coloring book bages. The pages were all colored in. They had drawings on them reminiscent of Henry Darger. But they were apparently supposed to have been by William Blake.

One drawing showed a little girl, colored pale peach and in a pale yellow dress, against a maroon-colored hillside. The drawing looked kind of crude, and the girl seemed very lonely, especially in the context of a Darger-like drawing such as this.

1. I'm participating in a very strange school production of Les Misérables, wherein we only do the scenes with the student-revolutionaries. The entire school building serves as the stage, and there is no concept of onstage/offstage, nor of in-character/out-of-character, so there were even battles in the girls' bathroom.

I was assigned the role of Grantaire, and my acting directions were essentially "if you're not doing anything specified by the script, take the opportunity to follow Enjolras like a lost puppy." There were also rules laid out for the battles - the gymnasium bleachers are the barricades, the rifles use six-sided dice as ammo, and if you're hit in a certain place, act dead.

Assorted bits included epic brohugs, an earthquake, the bathrooms turning into a maze, and a reenactment of the "Orestes Fasting and Pylades Drunk" chapter of the novel, which wasn't in the musical, but since it had so much Enjy/R subtext, we included it for kicks and giggles.

2. I'm trying to keep a former classmate from getting into my house. Dish soap was involved.

3. Trying to find a copy of "Airheads".

4. I'm escaping from someone by running through forests, using a balsa-wood plane as a hang-glider, and hiding in a miniature house in an abandoned camp.