Book of Dreams

I am approaching my neighbor's house with my friend Jessica. She is holding a platter of cookies and tells me we're going to deliver them to my neighbors. Two women open the door when we knock, and we are invited into their home. As we sit in silence eating our cookies, I see a roller coster outside the window. "What is that?" "Oh, that's Great America" answers one of the women. I had no idea Great America was so close to my neighborhood.
I go outside and approach the forest that separates me from the entrance to the theme park. The trail led parallel to the park, but I figured I would go a ways and see if it led to the gates. After a minute or so of walking, I notice that I am barefoot and I'm walking on a muddy path, and woodchips are scraping on the bottoms of my feet. This is very vivid and I can feel it clearly, but I'm not really lucid. There is a heavy fog, and eventually I turn back.

Some other stuff with a scary hobo and some rabid dogs happens, and it's quite frightening, but I end up pausing the dream with a remote control, so I guess I sort of know it's a dream. Then I wake up.

I haven't recorded a dream in a long time.
Have any of you seen the movie "Waking Life"? It's about lucid dreaming, and the importance of dreaming. We're watching it (for some odd reason) in my Creative Writing class, and it made me want to get back into lucid dreaming. I think it's dumb to be wasting my sleep, yano? If you haven't seen it, the video is on google videos. Here's the link! Waking_Life.avi
Seriously, watch it. It's amazing so far.

So let's try this again.

I am so bad! I haven't been doing any recording. Laziness has taken over. I will soon change that. More dreams will happen!

Woow, ok so since camping, I haven't recorded my dreams.... I'm going to put down the lucid dream I had while camping, and then my dreams from last night.

August 6th
1- Camping Lucid
I am trying to escape from my dog who is trying to kill me. We end up in a stairwell and I'm trying to keep her back while her jaws snap at my face. Suddenly, a train blasts through the stairwell and kills us both. I float above the train, and realize I am dreaming. I end up in an unfamiliar kitchen. I look at my hands to stabilize the dream, and everything becomes clearer. My cousin is suddenly beside me. "Maggie, Maggie! We're dreaming!!" I shake her. She seems to be brain-dead, and she only speaks in wails. "uuuUUUUUuuhhhh". Ok, no fun there. I leave the house and decide to visit my cousin Nikki. I climb up a palm tree and jump to the next, and continue this all the way to her house.
[By the time I got there, I had lost lucidity, and because I didn't record the dream, I don't remember much of the rest. I know it had something to do with the radio? Or music?]
2- Tiny Baby
I am at my aunt's house and I am faced with the choice of aborting a baby (even though it was already born). If I abort the baby, I get a lot of money. But if I keep it, I get to keep a good conscious. What really doesn't help is that the baby is very ugly. It looks like a cabbage-patch doll. I decide to keep it. Somehow it is my child, even though I don't remember ever conceiving it. Anyway, later in the dream it is very very small, small enough to fit in my hand. There is some guy stalking it and I have to protect the child, but I keep dropping it and it gets a lot of bloody noses.

August 11th
1- Short Lucid
I am in target, and somehow I attain lucidity. There is a lot of noise and it is hard to concentrate. I stick my hands out like Moses and command that all noise stops. It does, except for a woman speaking on the PA. "This is my dream and I have complete control over your volume!" I exclaim, but to no avail. I lose lucidity and forget the rest of the dream.
2- Where's My ID??
I am at Lover's Lane, a 18+ store, and they need to see my ID. As I am looking for it, the woman at the counter is trying to show me a chapstick that Madonna uses which kills worms. She is rubbing it all over the counter talking about how effective it is, but I am kind of grossed out that A: it's been all over the counter and B: the counter has worms on it. Anyway, I can't find my ID so I tell the woman to finish her explanation when I return with the ID. I run back to a hotel where my family is staying, and I'm trying to find which room we're in. My brother spots me and starts chasing me. I get into the room and lock it, but he somehow gets the door open. I'm searching all over for my ID, and IRL I hear my mom calling me to wake up. "Oh, I'm dreaming." I say, and try to wake up.
I can feel myself in the bed, and my body feels tense. Now I am sinking into the bed.... Am I awake?
2- Walmart Fight
I open my eyes, and I am in my bed, but my bed is in Walmart. My mother is standing next to the bed. "Finally, you're awake!" Am I dreaming? I look at my hands and they're all wrong. Just to be sure, I pick up a nearby squirt-bottle filled with water and spray my mom in the face. "NNOOOOO!" She screams. She grabs a water gun and hides behind one of the aisles. My brother appears with a larger gun and he, too is trying to shoot me. We're running around the store shooting each other with water, when I find a giant water gun with a bat on the end of it. There are children getting their picture taken behind a curtain, and I run towards them to beat them up (don't know why...) This is when I wake up.

1- Laser Razor
I am in school and it's about time to leave. I haven't shaved in a while, and I'm petting my face to feel my scruff. I'm walking down the stairs with Jessica, talking about DV or something, and I realize that I'm completely clean shaven. "What the heck?? I just lost all the hair on my face! I was literally just touching my face and I had a lot of stubble." Jessica just looked at my weird and didn't seem to understand how strange it was. After much freaking out and trying to figure out what happened to my facial hair, Joey comes over and wants to talk to me alone. "I did it. I have this laser razor and I built a fort outside the school so that I could shave your face from a distance. I didn't know how else to talk to you." I'm really mad at him. Why the hell would he do that?

2- False Awakening
It is morning and my mom is pounding on my door. "I have laundry for you! I'm just going to leave it outside your door. It's time to get up!"
I am awakened IRL by the sound of my mother calling me from downstairs.

((The dates on my DJ have been messed up, because I've been dating my dreams as occurring the night I go to sleep, when they usually occur in early morning, so it looks like I skipped a day but really I'm just doing things differently.))

I know I had more than one dream, but when I awoke from my first dream, I decided to not record it because something about it bugged me, like it was boring or something. All I remember is I was late for work.

1- The Poetic Parrot
There was a brownish orange bird that flew down from the sky and landed on a lamp post. It began reciting a poem. When it was finished, it said, "That poem dates back to... what was it? 18..." All of the sudden, Stewie from Family Guy shouts from his stroller "ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!" The bird was taken aback by this. "Well, you have no pleasure in life at all!"

I totally forgot that I attempted a WILD before I fell asleep. Not because I thought it would work, but why the hell not? So I didn't really have one, but I definately felt vibrations. It was surprisingly a bit frightening. Vibrations, and a purple cloud that sparkled across my vision. There were also, at times, flashes of light, and a noise. But I don't remember the noise. Eventually I got up and went to the bathroom, lol. I also really wanted to open my eyes, but I was afraid that would make me too conscious. Any thoughts on how to improve these things??

1- Target Reality Show
I viewed this scenario from a third-person POV. There are four people working in Target, and they are not allowed to leave. After many hours of alone time in the store, one of them beings to have a nervous breakdown. Everyone tells her to settle down, and she starts yelling at herself. "If they find out I'm crazy, they'll put me in a shell!" She keeps repeating this through her sobs. The others begin to yell as well. I'm not sure, but I think Angela Lansbury is narrating the show.

2- Phoebe, Cher, and Flooding
I am at a party, and I don't know anyone. The host is Shelly, but I can't find her anywhere. My iPod is playing on speakers in the middle of the room, and I'm staring out of the balcony trying to look unapproachable as to avoid any awkward conversation. The other guests assemble on a rug and turn on the television. I turn my iPod off and watch from behing a couch. Phoebe from Friends is on the screen and everyone is laughing. I learn that they all know her personally, and she couldn't be at the party tonight because she was making an appearance on TV.

I am at Phoebe's house now, but I am not myself. I am Cher, who, according to my dream, was a character on friends. It is dark. Phoebe isn't home yet, and I have to pee. When I flush the toilet, the water overflows. It is building up around my ankles! I open the bathroom door and water spills into the foyer. "Phoebe is going to kill me!" I say to myself. The water continues to rise, so I open the screen door. The deluge flushes onto the porch. I start to kick the water onto the lawn, but it is taking too long. I can hear Phoebe entering through the back door. I realize I am naked, and I don't want her to see me. "Now she'll really think I'm insane!" I run across the lawn and Phoebe opens the door. I am caught. "Cher, what the hell?!" She yells at me and calls someone to repair the damages.

3- The Sarah Silverman Presentation
I am in my room preparing for school. On the floor are three beautiful posters for a project that is due the next day. I am very happy that my homework is complete.

The next day I walk into class and there aren't enough seats. Other students who did not find seats as well are gathered in a corner, so I join them. When the teacher comes in, she gives us extra chairs. One boy who was leaning against a whiteboard decides he'd rather sit on that than a chair, so he tries to rip the whiteboard off the wall. I can't tell if he is joking, or if he is just stupid.

Oh, crap! I don't remember bringing my posters!! I take a seat and open my bag. They are there! Thank God. I lay them out on my desk. I'm not sure what the project was, but my posters don't look like anything school related. One of them has drawings of two people dancing, another has a series of silhouetted buildings. William is sitting kitty-corner from me and compliments them. I thank him, and turn them in. When the teacher leaves the room, the lights go out and Sarah Silverman appears on the screen at the front. This is part of my presentation. "Actually," I think to myself, "I don't believe we are supposed to present these, but I know everyone is going to love this!"

When the video is over, there is a silence. I clear my throat and say in a quiet voice, "Sarah Silverman is a comedian. Everyone thinks she is dumb, but she's actually quite intelligent." The class murmurs in amazement and I am pleased with myself.

4- The Lucid
I am in a dark basement, and at the end there is a door standing ajar with a ray of light leaking into the room. With my hands against the light, I do a random RC. My left hand is missing my ring finger, and my right hand has six. I'm dreaming! Forgetting to stabalize, I walk through the door into what appears to be a laser tag arena. The heavy fog makes it hard to see. I think to myself "Increase clarity!", but not much happens. I figure that if I say it out loud, it might be more effective, but I am afraid to speak. Or I've forgotten how.

I approach a small glowing box. There is a screen on the top, and in order to read it, I have to put my face almost against it. There is a countdown, and it wants me to press something. I'm not sure what to do, so I hit it. A door opens, behind which are clear plastic strips hanging from the ceiling like the entrance to a meat freezer. Inside is a man standing in a hall facing me. I try to increase clarity, but I am losing lucidity. This is when I wake up.

I'm so ticked at myself! I woke up after a few dreams last night but I was too lazy to record them down in my journal, thinking I would just do it in the morning. Now I can't remember them. I only remember the most recent one I had.

I am in choir talking with Alla, a girl I haven't spoken to since middle school, and ask her if she'll be continuing choir this year (which is weird, because she isn't, and never was, in choir to begin with). She says she's only doing concert choir this year, and we take our seats. The choir director has written a list of songs we are going to sing on the board, one of which is Pretty Women from Sweeney Todd. My friend Jessica and I sing along, and I see this kid Matt, also not in choir and I haven't been friends with him since freshman year, and he's watching me. I start singing a little too loudly, and the music stops. I am staring at my lap, and look up to find everyone, including the director, staring at me and giving me a dirty look.

Last night I remember waking up only once, at four in the morning, and i was on and off sleeping until I had to get up at five for work.

And I only remember a fragment of a dream.

I go downstairs to get ready for work and my dad is making me coffee, just like he said he would. I grab a mug out of the cupboard and take the karaf out of the machine. Water immediately begins spewing out of the machine and I try to plug it up with the karaf (yea, i don't see how that would work....) and my dad rushes over to help me as well. I'm all wet.

I look out my bedroom window and find that there is debris from a storm covering my front lawn, and a horse is sitting where the mailbox should be. I run downstairs into the garage, but I can't find the opener near the door, so I run to the other end, where another opener is, and I find a dead squirrel on it. I yell and run back inside.

*Time Lapse*

I'm outside with my family looking at the damage from the storm, and I am eating something. Some dogs start coming into our yard, and my sister says it's because their owners never fed them. Soon, there are people who are acting like dogs that approach us, and we run inside to escape the zombie-dog-people.

I didn't record right when I woke up, so these are just fragments.

1- School Dance
I am getting into the backseat of my mom's minivan, and my dad is about to drive me to a dance that is apparently going on. My brother and sister are also in the car, sitting in the middle seats. At some point I had reached into my pocket and found a plastic baggy that had pot in it, and I didn't want anyone to know. As I pass my brother to get into the backseat, the plastic baggy crinkles very loudly, as if there is a microphone on it or something. My brother thinks it is food, and so he sticks out his hand as though he wants me to give him some. "It's just an empty wrapper," I tell him. When we get to the school, I enter into the foyer, and a faculty member is asking to check my pockets. I am relieved when I don't have to turn them out, but merely show him what is inside. I obviously leave the plastic baggy in and show him everything else. "Actually, I'm gonna need to see that pocket" he says, and before I can run out the door, he grabs me and I yell.
FYI, I don't smoke pot. Just a dream. lol

2- Killer Queen
I am at a piano, and the sheet music to Killer Queen is on the stand. My friend is next to me holding her own music as well. I begin to play the first chords, but someone behind me asks me to wait. I obey, and glance over at my friend's music. Instead of reading normally, it is reversed, like in a mirror. I ask her why it is like that, and she tells me it is a photocopy, and I accept the notion that everything that is photocopied comes out in a mirror version. This is all I remember, and I'm angry that I didn't recognize an obvious dream sign.

This dream was very vague.

I am with a group of people, and I know who they are, but I can't recall them now. We are waiting on horses for a certain person to come so that we may ambush and execute him.

Dream #1

I am in a library looking for the book The Furies, which I am currently reading in my waking life. For some reason, I cannot not walk, so I'm hopping around on my knees. There are automatic lights so only parts of the place are lit. I cannot find the book, and most of the shelves have "Winnie the Pooh" books on them.

Dream #2(of what I can actually remember)

I am an alien living with a surrogate family. The father of the family is abusive to his wife and daughter, and at dinner I get angry at him and throw the spaghetti we're eating at him. He is covered in butter and cheese and pasta, but he is still calm. He stands and begins to walk slowly around the table toward me. I reach my hand out to him in an attempt to harm him telekinetically, but to no avail. Suddenly, my view zooms out at a map, with blinking dots indicating the locations of other aliens. I somehow summon them to my aid, and the lot of us conquer the father.