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Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in the parking lot of the office complex where I work. I suddenly think: I distinctly remember going to Toastmasters yesterday morning, then to work, but I haven't had any time off work since then. [I go to Toastmasters on Friday mornings, and I have the weekends off.] How did I get here? I'm here out of sequence, and I don't remember coming here. Oh, s*** – I must be dreaming. I pinch my nose and can breathe. Yep, I'm dreaming.

I decide to climb the outdoor stairs to the back door of my office. It only takes me four strides to get to the top of a staircase that I know has 14 or 15 steps. [Again, this was an example of that dream phenomenon where you focus on arriving at your intended destination and quickly arrive there, having “fast-forwarded” through the act of getting there.] I figure that the door is probably locked because it's not business hours, so there shouldn't be anyone inside. I attempt to use my dream ability to become intangible and walk through things to get into the office, but it doesn't work. The door remains solid to me. However, I quickly discover that the door is, in fact, unlocked, and just open it. [Apparently, my brain likes to do things in the simplest way possible.]

The office looks exactly like it does in reality, except that there is a large, round, pink toy Jigglypuff sitting on the reception desk. This makes me laugh. [In real life, that desk is decorated only with pictures of the occupant's kids, who are now young adults, and some artificial plants. The occupant would never even own such a thing, much less display it on her desk.] I think, That's a random thing for my brain to put there!

I wander into my boss's office. There is a small, clear plastic bag of broken crayon pieces on his desk, mostly blue, orange, and green. It makes sense for them to be there, because he has young children. I pick up a crayon piece and contemplate eating it, but I think that that wouldn't be very nice, because these crayons belong to the boss's kids. Then I think, The real $Boss is never going to know, and pick up a small piece and swallow it. As in my previous lucid, I can feel it, but the sensation is weaker than it would be in real life.

I go back out to the main room, where the reception desk is, and stand just to one side of it. I hear my boss's voice as he comes up the indoor stairway. Then my boss comes into the office through the front door, followed by his entire family. I'm naked [as I have been throughout this dream, but I haven't felt the embarrassment that I usually feel in my dreams that involve nudity]. At first I stay where I am, thinking, I don't mind if he sees me. It's just a dream, after all. But the force of the social taboo overwhelms me, despite my conscious effort to resist it, and I try to hide behind the reception desk. He doesn't appear to take any notice of me at all.

I run back out the back door, down the stairs, and into the parking lot. I see that it's nighttime. I say aloud, “Well, I can bloody well make it daytime!” I attempt to change the dream scene from night to day by closing my eyes, turning in a circle while thinking about what I want to have happen, and then opening them again. It doesn't work. It's still nighttime.

Then the dream shifts. It looks like the new scene is rising up from behind the foreground of the first scene, then replacing it. [That's the best I can describe it; I don't remember the transition really well.] I say, “Cool!”

I'm now indoors, in a portable classroom filled with school desks. I'm wearing regular clothes again, too. There are students and teachers here. One of the teachers starts singing “Amazing Grace,” and I sing along. We sing the entire first verse. I think, Cool. I've been wanting to sing an entire song in a dream. I know there' s more than just that one verse, but I feel like I've accomplished that goal.

The classroom starts to fly. It flies over a cityscape that I know is in China. We're heading out toward the ocean.

[There was another dream scene after this one, but I don't remember much about it. I know it was indoors, and I think it involved me and my mom searching for and trying to identify the perpetrator of a crime.]

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Vesterguard's Dream

non-lucid - Notes - lucid

20-08-11 I am in some dungeon styled cave. Seems to have four tunnels shooting off from the centre room where a monument is placed. I big statue or something.

I am with a group of people. We have cleared one section of the caves and we are going back out towards the centre. I move out a bit too quickly and I get annihilated by some undead wild flowing energy.

I think I get all of us wiped out by making this mistake, although I realise it immediately after I have moved out of one of the tunnels too far and try and get back into cover some of the energy manage to get me although I am out of line of sight.

Although everyone but me dies I manage to resurrect at the location, but now there is a problem. I am stood in the tunnel I tried retreating into and looking out on the centre floor there are numerous liches with undead minions. It will be tough for my team to get back without starting a fight.

I move back into the tunnel where there are a couple of things, a statue and some machinery I know I won't be able to operate. The statue sort of have a couple of arms that in themselves are statues but also used to awaken the main statue.

I remember this used to make me scared, and now I am no longer fully emerged in the computer game, but have a somewhat detached attitude towards it.

I decide to go and hang about with the statue though it is making me scared. As I walk in towards the room I notice bits of exercise equipment in front of the big statue.

I get the feeling I am dreaming and jump onto a part on the left, think it might be a black stone hand. I shout out if there are any spirits that wish to talk (sort of a RC) and though I don't get an answer I am increasingly aware of me dreaming.

Then I look across the gap to the bit on the statues right side, which is a bench, complete with the weight set for strength exercise. I manage the jump perfectly and gravity isn't quite normal so I guess I must be dreaming.

I check my hand, and sure enough. I am looking out in the room and to my satisfaction I am already in a somewhat pyramid shaped room, though it looks more like a normal living room than a pyramid. Besides only two of the sides are moving up in a point in the top.

I try and fly off, but decide to stabilise a bit first, which I spend very little time and no actual techniques doing. It is very dark.

The dream starts fading a bit, but I pull it back and find myself in the same room again. I drop off and try and float through the walls/floors which isn't a problem. Then I start spinning in order to get to Chichen Itza.

I manage to get the sensation that I am emerging from water, by trying to imagine arriving in the well. But around me is mainly floating beddings, and I soon (mistakenly) find myself awake.

FA: When I wake up I can hear my flatmate from the other room saying that although the attempt wasn't that good I still managed to do an honest attempt. He goes on to explain that from his position at the top of the pyramid I had no shape what so ever, but just came across as an orange light.
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I am in a newly constructed (not finished in fact) office complex. My mum is working there, and I think I am involved with either the construction or the suits.

There is a long narrow entrance way towards the building. It is supposed to swing up to get in use.

There is a woman in a yellow dress. She seems to have no issues with security points. I wonder if I remember all of them.
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Someone asks me in a tent at a camping grounds if I would like to go to a basket or other sports game in the states this weekend.

He already has the tickets for flights and game. I can't due to school and heavy workload. I am annoyed that I get all of these random offers when I can't attend.
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Picking up my niece because the maid is on lunch break, walking around bouncing her gently, she becomes quiet.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of July 23-24, 2011.]

Awake, Non-lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in [what I believe to be] the real-life hotel lobby where the hotel scenes from Inception were filmed. I'm appreciating how special it is to be here, in one of the filming locations for my favorite movie. [But totally failing to make the associative leap to the fact that I'm actually in a dream, myself. ] I even see Leonardo DiCaprio walk past. [*LOL* I fail at recognizing dreams...] I know that this building is located on the campus of a local private university. I look through a window and see a sign above the entrance to another building. The sign reads “(Some last name) Library.”

I proceed through the interior of the building I'm in to the entrance of somebody’s dorm. The dorm is themed to resemble ancient Barcelona, Spain. In the dining area, I meet up with a group of my friends from real life, including SS and SH [who I know from completely different social groups and who don't even know each other in real life, by the way]. They're all sitting at a table, eating, and I sit down and join them. It's a Mimi's Cafe table. Several of my friends order my favorite chicken and pasta dish, the one I always order when I'm at Mimi's. Sean has to leave the meal early because he has other plans, so I get to eat his chicken. (I've just sat down, so I haven't had a chance to order my own meal.) Our conversation over dinner is being filmed for TV, and we all know it. We all get separate checks at the end of the meal.

I wake up in my current room to light coming from under my sleep mask. I'm still sleepy, and I don't want to get up, but I get up in order to check the time. I check my watch, my cell phone, and my desk phone [from work], which is on my dresser. They all show the same time: it's 10:39 AM, which means I'm late for my pre-church-service choir practice. I think, It can't be that late already!, but I reason that if all three timepieces agree, then it must actually be that late. When I checked my cell phone, I saw the numbers in the hour field counting up from 2 to 10 at a rate of about 1 number per half-second, but now I rationalize this observation: It must only update the display to the current time when you pick it up and look at it.

I go out of my house, still wearing the clothes I was wearing on Friday. [I had this dream on a Saturday night/early Sunday morning, and I was wearing the outfit I actually had been wearing on the Friday immediately before in real life.] I'm going outside to take out the trash. “Outside” turns out to be a narrow parking lot that surrounds a shopping center. A mother calls to her daughter, Johana. I think, That's a pretty name.

I find a trash can at the outer edge , and empty my trash can into it. I catch a cold container of french fries as they fall from my trash can, and eat them, because I'm still running late for choir practice and don't have time for breakfast. I walk back home through one of the stores in the shopping center, past racks of CD and DVD cases.

...And then I woke up for real, and was pretty embarrassed. I realized that, indeed, it couldn't be that late in the morning already. If it had actually been time to get up, I would have heard the alarm on my cell phone go off, and I hadn't heard it yet.

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Side notes:

This was my first false awakening in my new room, at my new house. It was totally convincing, especially given the fact that I really am usually a few minutes late for a lot of things. The way I totally failed to catch it, even though my phone from my desk at work was in my room at home and the numbers on my cell phone were changing, just goes to show how strong our tendency to rationalize things is. However, on a more positive note, I had this highly convincing false awakening in my new room only two weeks after I had moved into it. I think this bodes well for my mental and emotional state. It may well mean that my unconscious mind has accepted the new room as the place where I'm supposed to be when I wake up, which is great.

I'm in the parking lot of some pizza place. I'm calling work because I do not know if I work this weekend. Turns out I don't, so I hang out in the parking lot with KC, and really, really fondle her legs. Mmm, really like those legs. A pizza truck is delivering pizzas to the parking lot, and I think it's funny that a different brand pizza is delivering to this pizza place's parking lot.

I have my bike with me, because that's how I got here. Am trying to figure out how to get home in the dark; don't want to call parents, so decide just to spend the night outdoors and then bike home in the morn. Am near the old high school in the dark.

Recurring themes:
- Do I have work this weekend?
- How do I get home from here?
- Pretty ladies!

3:43 AM

Working in a wide hallway with childhood friend Thad. Note: Thad is now working at an automation company I currently interviewed at. Our task was to take a rolling cart down the hallway. Note: The rolling cart is just like the ones that we used to roll around large machines around at my last job. They are made out of steal beams and large casters. they stand about 1.5' off the ground. Anyway the hallway has a simple yet frustrating set of traps. There are two large gates about 1' apart, then a large area with spikes coming up out of the floor, then two more gates. The gates are times so that as on comes up a little the other one closes and visa versa. We settles on taking either side and going for it. For some reason I used a couple pillow to help me slide underneath. We made it to the other side so we could stand up. the spikes couldn't reach the cart. John an old restaurant owner where I used to work was there and he was our foreman. Behind the next to gates was pitch black, maybe a wall.

4:10 AM
In a desert in Japan, I witnessed the mating habits of trucks. They were stretching an twisting together. Something very strange and organic for trucks to do.

10:48 AM
Riding a bike down a dirt road(recurring location.) I meat someone and then double back.
At a stadium/skate-park I drive my car down some steep concrete bleachers and over to a little grassy hill where I see my mom. She seems pissed and asks "Is that Mike over there?!".....

12:00 PM
I'm at my parents church. For some reason I think I was supposed to play some marching processional music. I'm frantically writing notes on a page. A laser tag battle breaks out with. DCs from work and the cast of Buffy the Vampire Slayer are there.

06/19/2010 12:00AM
Long bent ruler.

06/17/2010 11:00AM
Sexy girls kiss me in the break room and leave.

06/11/2010 11:25 AM
High school weight training. Bench presser drops end of bar bells on my toe.

11:19 AM

Was getting aggravated at people for changing print because the schematic in front of me had numbers that were constantly changing at random.

9:25 AM

Dreamed of a close up look at fast rotating blades for a nut processing machine I was building at work. (Part doesn't exist in waking life)

Dream - Lucid

I was at some sort of arcade or casino. I had a bunch of coins on me that I needed to exchange for tokens. I went up to this round table where many people sat. They were the people in charge of the arcade. They all had nicknames like "Batman" and I think one was "The Joker". It was weird. I remember going up to a woman who was sitting at the table and giving her some coins to exchange for tokens. I gave her these two weird coins that were oval, gold, and felt almost fake. I also gave her some quarters. She gave me 6 tokens. I then figured out that the golden oval coins were worth $50 each. She didn't give me all the tokens cause there were so many. I could go back when I needed them and get them from her.

I then remember having to sign a card because "Batman" was on vacation, and all the people at the table wanted to send him a card. I wrote a little note in the card for him.

I also remember being on what looked like the porch of the coffee shop I work at. I saw someone that looked like "The Joker" (he actually looked kind of like The Joker from the Batman movies) sitting at one of the tables. His back was mostly turned to me.

Dream - Lucid

I was helping my extended family come to America from Germany so they would be safe from the Nazi army. They weren't Jewish, but they were in danger of being drafted into the Nazi army.

I remember being in an airplane with them. I don't remember seeing an specific family members, but I knew we were on the plane for a long time. We were flying over from Germany to America. I remember seeing a lot of my family sitting in the back of the plane, only the seats were set up more like they would be on a bus.

I then remember driving down a road in my town in the daytime. But then, I was out of the car but still on the road. My grandma was with me. I told her
"Don't worry, you're safe from Hitler now."
She didn't respond.

~

I lived in this huge manchine. I remember I had made friends with this bigger black girl named Olivia who looked kind of like this girl I know named Bri in waking life. We were walking down the street. She was walking her dog. We talked for awhile, and she mentioned to me that I was invited to go to this recording session in Missouri. It was being done by this guy that I know in waking life who comes and records some of the bands that play at the coffee shop I work at. I wasn't actually going to be doing any singing or playing music, but I was going to be doing technical stuff. I remember reading a letter from the recording guy that was inviting me and giving me details of the trip. Olivia had been invited too.

Then, Olivia asked me to grab her this weird writing thing, it was like a caulking gun but it had ink or paint in it. I gave it to her. She then spray painted some of the pillars at my manchine. They were originally blue, but the spots she painted on them were yellow. She painted some other things. The whole time I was telling her to stop and asking her what she was doing, but she never listened.

I then remember being back in the manchine. I was in a room with lots of waterways that led to outside. I saw my cat, Belle, jump into the water and start swimming. There was another cat swimming in there too, a black one I think. I was afraid Belle would swim outside and I'd lose her. She tried to go outside when someone opened this door in the water, but they quickly shut it again so she couldn't escape.

My mom then got mad about Olivia vandalizing the pillars outside the manchine.

Then, I remember practicing what I was supposed to be doing at the recording studio. It was almost kind of Guitar Hero-esque; I had to press some button every time a note came up. The notes looked like little colored boxes. I wasn't doing very well; it was moving too fast and my timing wasn't right.

I then remember talking to some people in the manchine. I think I was in my room. One of the people in there was my friend and coworker, Tori. She had also been invited to the recording session. I asked her if she was going, and she said no. She then said she didn't think anyone from my town was gonna go. I then told her I probably wouldn't go then either. She said it was typical that no one from my town was gonna come to the session.

I was then driving around in my car, just thinking and driving like I do so often in waking life. I then started to think about dreams, and did a reality check by counting my fingers. The first time I counted five, but I did it again and counted six. I was dreaming! I counted my fingers again, and counted 7 or 8. I then made a ton of fingers appear out of my hand. My hand looked super crazy! I shook my hand and all the extra fingers disappeared.

I then floated up through the roof of my car. There were 2 guys with me, they were behind me. We were flying around above my car. It was like we were flying through a city, there were buildings on either side of us. They were an orange-red color. I looked into the sky. It was a beautiful blue and spotted with clouds. All the clouds were shaped like different things, but I can't remember any specifics.

I examined my hand to try to keep the dream, but I lost it. I don't think I woke up, I think I went into a non-lucid dream, but I can't remember exactly.

Dream - Lucid

I was looking at a man who was supposed to be my dad in the dream (he didn't look a think like my real dad). He was laying awake in bed. It was nighttime.

The next thing I knew, I was somewhere else, I'm not sure where, but my mom texted me and told me that dad was dead. I was in total and complete shock. I kept thinking about him, hours before, just laying in bed awake. He was just alive, how could he be dead? He had apparently died from eating some sort of contaminated fish. He had gotten some kind of weird fish that looked like a Chinese dish. The fish didn't even look cooked; it still had a head and everything, and had something in its mouth, I think it was one of its eggs.

Then, it wasn't my dad, but my friend Caitlin who was dead. I saw a flash of her in what looked like our old high school band dresses. Her hair was much shorter and she looked a little annoyed. I thought to myself that I was supposed to hang out with her that day. I couldn't believe she was gone.

Then, it wasn't Caitlin anymore who was dead, but my friend Kacey's dad. I was with her in what looked kind of like the coffee shop that we work at. I then "remembered" a dream that she had had about her dad dying the night before it happened. I mentioned this to her, saying it was weird. She agreed with me. She looked sad.

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I was waking up. I looked at my phone to check the time. It was after 7A.M. I looked outside. It was pretty light out. Shit, I couldn't remember what time I had to be at work.

Then, I remembered. I was supposed to have been at work at 6:30. I was way late. I couldn't believe it. I checked to see why my alarm hadn't gone off. I looked at my phone, and I hadn't set the right alarm. At first, I thought I hadn't set it at all because the little alarm clock symbol wasn't on the front screen. Then, I looked back after messing with something, and the symbol was there. I had 2 alarms set for some time in the afternoon. I deleted them.

I am working in a warehouse. I stock the coke shelves. The shelves are equipt with rolling cylinders on an angle. The boxes that I put into the shelves roll to the other side for customers to take. There must be a store on the other side of the shelves. The stock seems to constantly deplete, so I am busy filling it up as fast as I can. As I am stocking I wonder if we get free coke, and If i will get muscles from lifting boxes.

Finally it's the end of the day, and all the other workers are done and it's closing time. I finish my work a bit late, at 21:15, then leave. I am in an unfamiliar place, just walking the streets trying to figure out where home is. Well, it's not completely unfamiliar. There is a sense that I used to know this area but it must have been a long time ago. I walk for quite awhile in what I hope is the right direction. I run into a co worker and he asks me why I am "Down here" (in this area of town). I guess that means I went the wrong way. He asks if i would like to go for coffee. I agree and feel somewhat chuffed as we wander into a shop, getting in line. His girlfriend is there, they hold hands. I feel awkward, like a third wheel. She's yammering on about something, nervous. I guess I've made her uncomfortable.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Was out drinking last night and I didn't expect to dream much. I got alot of sleep though so the REM rebound kicked in, resulting in a very long dream. Was too tired to write things down properly and lost most recall of a lucid.

01.00: Sleep

08.30: Driving DILD
It's dark out and I'm at work. I once again have to lock up all the containers myself. Suddenly I realise I'm dreaming. Something's off with my vision though and I have to really struggle to raise my eyes from the ground. I can hear someone walking next to me. I finally get my eyes up and stabilize the dream by focusing.

I spot a silvery car and I walk over to it. I get in and yell "stabilize now!" as I do. Everything becomes clearer, cool. I start the car and take off. I go around the construction site for a while before coming up to a very sharp turn. I will the car to stay on track while maintaining speed. I spot a big crane lying on its side up ahead and I hit the gas. I go up on the crane and jump, spinning as I do. I decide to let the dream go.

11.00: Wrong medicine
I'm with my coworkers Björn and Valdis. We're at some medicine store in the middle of the forest. Valdis had bought headache medication for his wife, but the guy had scammed him. He confronts the guy behind the counter and slams the package on the desk. "This is blue berries!" he shouts at him. "The very thing she was getting headaches and stomach aches from, and you give me more?" Valdis is very upset, and the guy behind the counter is apologizing. "I'll be back in 15 minutes" he tells us and walks through a gate.

Me and Björn get in a car and start going down a hill on a road. All of a sudden he stops the car. "I don't want to miss this" he tells me and starts backing up. I buckle up and man are we going fast. I'm sure we will crash any second and I hold on for dear life. After a while the car stops and we get out. I walk up to the man selling the medicine, he's holding another package along with the previous brown one. I spot something green which says something about tattoos. I start asking him questions about medicine and he seems like a reasonable guy, selling herbs and stuff. "What do you call your profession?" I ask him. "Pharmacist" he tells me. Makes sense.

I spot a few lions behind the gate leading up to a trailer, and all of a sudden a black panther starts licking my hands. "He seems to like you, or you've eaten something" the man tells me. I let the panther lick my hands for a while and gently lead him through the gate and close it. "I want some pain killers for my wrists" I tell him. Since I was with Valdis who had apparently offended him, he tells me I can't tell him my name. "You will have to draw a map as we go instead."

I look around and realise we're in a huge mansion, standing in the lobby. I grab a paper lying on a table and a pen. Someone's already drawn a map up until the door the herb guy is at. I draw a line and an arrow. We head through the door, someone other guy is with us now. The room is filled with lions. "You have to pass through these levels" the guy tells us. The lions don't do anything and we all go through a second door. This room has zombies in it, but they appear to be very slow. They reach for us but I easily dodge them and push some away. "Are we allowed to kill them or what?" I ask. "You do what you gotta do" Herbman says.

We burst through the next door unharmed, but the zombies in this room is a whole other story. I quickly run to the right and head for a cabin standing in the middle of the room. The other guy goes left towards a new door. "Let's go through here!" I shout and open the cabin. It's got a weird spike statue in it. "Nevermind" I say and kick a zombie in the face. I punch a few more and grab one with telekinesis, crushing his throat. I hear a scream and head for the other guy, but there are just zombies everywhere. I punch and kick them all to death, and all of a sudden one rises. It's the guy I was with. I hit him in the face and head down a hatch.

"Congratulations" the Herbman says. "You're the last survivor, now we do it all again. Everyone remember your roles and read the books for guidance." I read the first page of the book I'm holding. I'm some kind of black woman apparently.

11.00: Fragment
I'm watching my coworker Nicke play the game "Entropia Universe." He's got very heavy weapons. "The other rifles just had burst, I wanted fully automatic ones" he tells me as he's taking down a very big creature. I'm amazed. An explosion sends him flying through the air and I try to help him go to the creature he killed to claim his loot. He lands several kilometers away. I laugh.

11.00: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: Lots of alcohol

That's it! I intend to get lucid tomorrow morning, and teleport. We'll see how it goes.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!