Thread: The Weird One's DJ

Originally Posted by Lucidbulbs

I've decided to try seeing how much control I can get over my HI without losing consciousness or waking myself from that limbo state [could be nice practice for WILDs now that I think of it, since to control it you'd need to be aware of it to a certain extent].

I had tried to control my HI awhile back as well. I found it to be very different than controlling a lucid. It was more of a subtle control than direct control. I really don't know how else to describe it. What do you think? Did you notice any difference between HI control and lucid control?

April 7th 2008

Originally Posted by The Cusp

I had tried to control my HI awhile back as well. I found it to be very different than controlling a lucid. It was more of a subtle control than direct control. I really don't know how else to describe it. What do you think? Did you notice any difference between HI control and lucid control?

Yes, I did actually, it's much more subtle on control, but it's good, I think. That way, in a lucid, I can't kill the fun of being in a dream if I apply the same amount of control, and it'll feel a bit more natural.

Oh last night was terrible, I meant to go to bed early and didn't and woke up in the middle of my REM cycle.... Not used to alarm clocks waking me up so the dream literally ran from me.

HI Practice: Managed to see something that I can't remember right now, I think a sexy doctor, he was asking me if I was awake. I think that's why I gladly fell asleep >.<

April 8th 2008

Yeah, I had an interesting dream last night, woke up at 3 AM from it, should have WBTBed but didn't

The Drive By-
In a car, to my surprise, I find not a responsible, legal person driving, but a permit-less Ken-ken. Well, it's his brother's car, but no bro in sight. Just the same, it's me, him, Mae, and Maro-chan, in the car, driving through a nice, cool forest, maybe somewhere near New Jersey?

Well, either way, he eventually pulled over to the side of the road, he wanted me to drive.

"Well, you have more experience than me, if it makes you comfy then why not?"

"Bu-but, I can't drive legally either, I waited the longest to even get my permit."

"At least you have one."

"Good point." With Ken-ken's point put up into place, I got into the car. And that, my friends, is when the car revolted.

Clearly turning the wheel towards the road, and certainly not in reverse, we end up on the forest left of the car. Maro-chan had fallen out of a closed window and lay on forest grounds, not moving. We were scared she died, but realized she fell asleep when her sister checked on her. I don't remember if we left her there, but Ken-ken's parents' car was near us suddenly. Ken-ken wants me to try to drive it. Hardly a tap on the gas and I find myself [what can best be described as "jumped" though there were tire imprints proving otherwise] through the forest and into a large tree.

I cursed at the car, a necessary duty that I had to preform. Well, I had made it to the theaters we were going to, but everyone else was still at the other side of the forest. Fed up, as well as distrusting of the car, I walked back to where they should have been. I found one set of tire marks. I found the car empty where my tired marks began [so I did jump and they tried to follow], so I just walked back to the blue car.

I drove it the rest of the way to the theaters, hoping they were there.

I met this guy named Thom there, who I apparently knew [there's no way in hell I'd leave my laptop with a stranger, this baby is my life].

"Hey Thom, have you seen Ken-ken and Maro and the others?"

"Uh yeah, they went into that theater over there, they were waiting for you."

So I thank him, leave my laptop with him, and go to the theater. I slip in, slip out, and things get weird in a flash.

An over-sized koto is in my arms, long as can be, and a dark, large beast [I believe I called it a devil] in front of me.

"Ready to fight?"

With its words, we were transported elsewhere. To cut it short, I fought him several times in several locations, with over-sized weapons that went from sporks to kotos to chop sticks, I was exhausted when I had my chance to kill him, I don't think I managed to kill him and awoke at 3 to find myself having been killed or warped away from a potential dream death.

It's Ken-ken's B-day today, same day as Buddha, funny how I know this and a lot of my Buddhist friends don't [know it's Buddha's b-day too].

Lots of driving-related stuff occurring lately I feel.

He he nice recall there LB, whats a koto lol?

I love the quote about your laptop being your baby I know the feeling! I think the same about my PC lol

How mad is the part were maro-chan falls out the closed window! thats mad! still funny though how she turned out to be just sleeping lol

April 9th 2008

Originally Posted by mark

He he nice recall there LB, whats a koto lol?

Originally Posted by mark

I love the quote about your laptop being your baby I know the feeling! I think the same about my PC lol

How mad is the part were maro-chan falls out the closed window! thats mad! still funny though how she turned out to be just sleeping lol

Haha, I need this laptop for so much work and social life it's not funny. Especially when I have to leave town [often].

I was worried for a bit that she died, but I had a snippet of lucidity and remembered she couldn't.

Sleep was okay, dream was wild, only remember a few bits but it was long and full of relationship meanings. Funnily enough, I spent the rest of the day in a malaise over things I cannot name [for I do not know what they are in specific].

No HI Remembered.

The Random Day-
Nothing more than a day in a town in Palm Beach. A rich boy trying to hold onto a woman in a tight, sky blue tube-topish dress. There's these motions I notice, things slow down and you see this wispy blur around their hands. I look closer, an objective person split by time [another one of these separate planes of existence things] to notice their thumbs clasped together, a symbol of how close they were trying to be together.

Then another girl is in the other's place. She has long pink and yellow nails, brown hair in a fancy up-do. She's to his left, the other girl seen earlier was on his right. A similar thing happens to the two of them, but instead of clasping them together, she's raking her nail into his flesh. A message; she wants to split them apart.

I fell through a ceiling in a blue building, I had entered this plane. Though I had entered, I wasn't so surprised. Shockingly enough, I was more surprised I fell through the ceiling. And this is where I forget what happens, but I know I went outside, I ran into so people, and some other stuff [which I can't recall even if a miracle was to occur.]

Other than the almost vampire with long nails, that sounded like a well ace dream.

April 10th 2008

Cruddy sleep, five hours [barely], and it wasn't enough to have a good dream, just as the dream was getting good, my alarm woke me up. Expect tomorrow's entry to be as bad, if not, worse.

Originally Posted by Jdeadevil

Other than the almost vampire with long nails, that sounded like a well ace dream.

Haha, she was creepy. What's a well ace dream? [I don't know what it means, or at least, in my sleep-lacking drubbed mind I don't know it.]

Villa-
It started with me sitting on my bed, working. My dad was helping me with my technical-technology issue. He took out my useless spare keyboard, took my old computer and monitor, then my TV and laptop. Well, as one might expect, when I realized all this was gone -I was left with an empty entrainment system and an almost clean computer desk- I was in mild shock. What?!? Only mild?!? Well, the dream me is serene at the weirdest times.

Just when I do begin to warm up to it, mainly because I needed my laptop for work, my Kuya's friend comes in saying he brought a friend over. I immediately cheered, until I saw how shy this guy was. He had to be at least 19, long (for a guy) brown hair, all tense from his nervousness.

Well, we ended up going outside together and kind of traveling around a town surrounded by a forest. [I miss that dreamsign exactly because I love forests too much.] Anyways, we traveled around, looking for a place to get to know each other better, he was slowly warming up to me.

While he rode around, sometimes of horseback, other times on motorcycle, I watched from above, as if staring into an all-seeing basin of water.

He found a Villa and took me with him. It was large enough to house a village, and he knew the owners, some rich old lady who appeared to know him well. I felt awkward going to some random person's house, and now it was my turn to be self-conscious. I found this bandage on my right foot, it was stained. Not in blood, but a dark puddle near the sole. Ink? Dirt? I didn't know but it slipped off and I didn't know what I did next, but I woke up soon after.

I'm kind of worried of what it may mean....

"Well ace" means "Good", lol

April 11th, 2008

Originally Posted by Jdeadevil

"Well ace" means "Good", lol

Haha, I'm a silly goose, well, I shall remember that from now on

Um, I was tired, and had a dream. Something with gambling, Ken-ken, Maro-chan, and other stuff, but all was lost to the alarm and my sleep-deprived mind [3 hours].

Maro-chan reported having a cool Yunho dream with me in it. She said for some reason I left in the middle of the dream, I wonder if it was a coincidence, since the mind and auras and such are all things lopped into "pseudo-science" and such. I'll never know because I had no real recall "last night." [More like this pre-dusklife.]

April 12th, 2008


Nine hours of sleep was hardly enough to make me normal again, but I guess three dreams can help cheer me up from that little complaint.

Games-
[Influenced entirely from me stealing Ken-ken's bed and laying in it as he played on his computer.]

Game Start.

The plains in the midst of a valley, the epitome of paradox. Cloudy skies, an urge to move on. There's nothing here worth staying for. Not for the scenery, and certainly not for the weather.

I move on, and there's a building that comes within sight. The type of building you'd expect a Buddhist monk who watched over a temple to live in.

Discoveries: I am of the Light, others are of the Dark. What told me this? No monk in sight, no ally that popped up anywhere, intuition I must assume.

If there are no allies per say, what every could have existed there? The Dark in a humane form. Pink tinged bodies that lacked the fine lined details of normal flesh, perfectly smooth with no prints and an ethereal red glow, they were anything but friendly. The Light fed the Dark at night, and the Dark fed the Light during the day. Our very existence was another paradox.

To be vessels of Light, to be a fuel to the Dark when weak, to be a mirror of each other, what did they want from me?

I do not know, but I do care. I try to defend myself, a mere defensive arm in their direction and it began oozing slightly pink goo. Though their desires were to consume my body and soul, the wiser, and less oozed of the two, realized my potenrtial.

"Would you like to join us?" The sun had long since left, they supposed I would grant them their wish.

Not I, not ever. I ran, and their pain grew worse as I went on.

These dream show a lot of things. Emotions, possibly some that would only exist in the pathos of my subconscious; the incubations; and my current aimless state, it's there, just waiting for me to decide which path to follow.

Too lazy to post the rest, it's too late and more or less took me the whole day to get this much up. I have it on a set of post-it notes so it will be posted eventually.

Eww...

Ugh...

So I had a dream, and I do exist still.... But I'm not going to post it. People won't remember me, and plus, this dream has the length of a textbook

You should go ahead and post. =) Seems Cusp remembered you - I'm sure some still remember you, and besides, you can get to know more people.

[/end random comment]

July 11th 2009

5:10 PM to 6:40 PM; 12:30 AM to 11:13 = 12 hours and 43
minutes

It actually was hard being motivated to do anything knowing I had inconsiderately done something mean to someone.... I ended up sleeping lots once the lightning storm passed.... I slept in my closet this time (I didn't trust being under my bed this time). Oh, I woke up with three blind mice in my head... it's rather creepy.

Roads
Just driving, endlessly. Construction on contorted highways, crazy leaps and bounds from the car going over hills.

Please... so long as there are no crazy loops or impossibly long chops of nonexistent road, I can continue on with this not being a dream.

I'm not certain now as to why I didn't want to be lucid, but the dream conceded to my wishes, and the rest of the highway was no more chaotic than those that preceded it. I actually sighed, relieved, when the roads stayed this way. First stage is always denial.

There were dreams before this but... I guess they weren't important enough to recall. I really don't get why I didn't want to be lucid, but I think my maudlin mood transcended simple dreaming 'norms' I suppose..

Control The World-
Gothic urban buildings. This is paradise... but, I should try to find iadr or someone in the Giza, since I remembered. Someone was about to talk to me, I think he wanted to stop me at the time, after all, I'm normally so placid and social with my DCs, but not today. His face blurred with the world, I know I wouldn't have that much time if I didn't stabilize this more, teleporting before your dream is even fully anchored is normally a novice mistake, but I didn't mind.

I decide to summon up for things I found on a silly little goals list I made when I joined DV so long ago, clarity and lucidity pills. I shout for them
and end up still in the dream, catapulted into the sands right as they're forming from the purple-green flashes that come from HI or chemical reactions in the eye.

It hurts, which is always a good sign. I noticed I was in a black trench coat... instead of boots. I shrug it off, trench coats were always cooler anyways. I see a gypsy taxi near the base of the pyramids and go to it, hoping for it to be anyone but it's a freaking seeq. WTF. I poke... well more of jab him, in annoyance. He huffs at me. I decide I'm not going to find any real people tonight if the first thing I found was a fictional race in Final Fantasy games. Sorry iadr, I don't go to the top to see if you're there >.> I just end the dream.

I've learned that clothes for me, if not something I was wearing IRL that day or chosen while lucid... it reflects me... my mood and everything. I haven't worn boots in my dreams in forever, trench coats too, and never worn either IRL.

Movie Time to Cars
I didn't really want to do much in terms of power. So those with me drag me off to a movie, wanted to cheer me up, and it worked. As we left the nonsensical movie, I noticed a car and a huge, sheet-less bed. We push it out of the movie theater, which for conveniences sake turns out to be the outside of my step-grandfather's home when we leave. That pleases me, because I can install an engine into this bed on wheels and make it a car. My step-dad is there and is stoked over the bed-car, so much so that he forgets his car is rolling away, and I wonder how far it'll go before crashing. Ooops, thought too soon. It bumped into a tree.

I drive the bed there, and I'm so happy it's an eco-friendly mobile bed, runs off CO2, breaking it off into C and O2 for energy. I don't bother with helping him with his car, because I become lost in thoughts over something....

Now we're on the road again, in a Pacifica-G5 mix, I'm going through the trunk to the back seat, not understanding why I don't go through the glass too, but don't bother as I rummage for some Izze soda. I open it up and feel sort of bored with the whole thing. I take control of the wheel and pull us over, which upsets my mom and step dad. I look over the highway's overpass, wondering what it'd be like to fall from this height, hitting who knows how many other overpasses in the process. Morbid yes, but I woke up from it.


Awww fine, I can't shun the nice people I do know give me a few minutes to switch to my laptop (you'll know because they'll be about 3 lucid dreams up from the 11th and one of those icky "edited blah blah" on this post).

[random comment] And I wub your avatar <3

But normally, if do revive this DJ, it's not my priority one, and normally maybe an update every few days or once a week....

Hey! I came in here looking for zombies, where are they?

And what's with the edited dreams? Ugh and Eww? lol

Hahaha, for you, zombies, but they're not so rotten... These are the least zombie zombie's I've ever met.


"You're going to the Philippines."

"What?" This is random... why am I going now?

I try to convince my parents that this is ridic. but they don't care, so who knows how long later I find myself shopping with my cousins in a strange market floor of the SM mall.

I'm bored, the sort of bored that gets people killed. So, my parents call me back to America, forgetting to mention that I need to see a new dentist.... Shucks.

This dentist is a mean witchman. He decides that a handful of my teeth need to be pulled and just yanks them out.... I don't like the feeling, but don't really care, all I know is he better be paying for the venires or I'm calling up a lawyer.

As I leavem something triggers in my head. Maybe it was the (mysteriously) regenerating teeth, or the really pointless "trip to the Philippines", but it wakes me up enough to see that this is a dream.

Hmmm what to do? There was that one last task I have.... What was it?

I'm really struggling to recall it....

Ah! Auras! And then I remember something very random. Walms has a ____ fetish. So yes, it's Walms fault I could not focus on auras.

I tried to make auras... but there's no one here to do that too. The scene shifts, I'm getting out of a car in a parking lot. There's white tribal/alchemic symbols around the balanced triangle tangent to its circle. Honestly, I just want some freaking Chinese Food, please do not disturb.

And Waggoner's book backstacks me again--personally I'll dabble in deeper insight after I get my tasks done--a stampede of zombies are hurtling my way. This is very odd to see, for one, most of them are still 100% not rotting and all of them are in the right lane... which, they're not driving, so why are they not taking up both lanes?

I can't ponder for too long, a Prince of Persia inspired guy swings in and pins me to my car, forcing me to run off with him to the circle. He slams his right hand down on it.

Alchemic transportation activate. We're tossed into the room I was in before, a private, large room with old style print and such.

But we are not alone. Never alone. Somehow the Prince-figure is calm.... I am slightly disturbed. I mean it's a ZOMBIEEEEEEE! How can you not be scared?

A zombie, a crow lord, and a vampire-zombie-angel king??? Agh, it makes me feel anemic. Prince-figure goes off to talk to the zombie and crow lord--which is really a stout, creepy looking androgynous person--but before he does, he 'reminds' me, "don't forget to feed them."

O_O I am not being eaten by a zombie, no matter how un-zombie like they were. Actually, this is the first time I've seen a zombie and not either ran like hell or find a weapon to kill it with {I really have an issue with zombies}. I guess while I was lost in thought, I got taken advantage of O.O; I notice I'm laying on the bar and the king guy is leaning over me. I'm too shocked to really process what's going on... and then I notice how light and dizzy I'm starting to feel. Wait. Is he drinking my blood!

"Okay, stop it now, she definitely cannot handle that much more, let alone feed anyone else so stop." It was Prince-figure's voice, I think I see the two he was talking to pout and stop trying to approach us. The King backs away and I groggily get up. I'm too light and naeuous to be angry right now.

This is all walms' fault.... And maybe sean's. Stupid chat.... What was I going to do again? Argh... all I recall are the list fetished they names....

So... with me not recalling my task, I just give up and try to feel like my blood pressure isn't so low. That's when I notice everyone's sitting on the floor, and I'm not sure if I trip or pounce or both, but I end up pinning the king onto the ground >.>

It's then I notice his gray wings, and he tucks them away as he sits back up. Agh, why do all the guys have nice clothes D:

The zombie girl, who turns into Maro-chan, leaves through the front door, not bothered by the holy shields.

"They have permission," the Prince-figure answers my silent questions. "The other zombies won't enter."

I'm fascinated by this and approach the door to peer outside. Will (Smith) is a zombie... interesting. I can't remember his last name, but while I try to recall it, he gets closer to a female zombie near the rail and starts randomly humping her O_O

That astonishes me, so I fall back and Maro-chan comes back inside, unfazed. This insults me to the point of walking between the bookshelves (which were not there before) to the white alchemic/tribal form on the wall.

Except... I don't know how that'd solve anything, I'd just be back out to where the zombie stampede is... and I really can't stand zombies. So I let everyone in there coerce me into staying and suddenly wake up.

When I wake up, I check my teeth anyways, just to assure myself I've woken up. And this is why my family worries for me... my air-head moments.

I wonder if I should have paid the Prince-figure more mind, he was very attentive after all >.>

I think my family thinks I'm crazy from all the laughter, all your fault!

Lol, zombies in the right hand lane only... Did they stop for traffic lights too? Of course you're going to have issues with zombies, they do want to eat you after all.

LMAO I was going to wait and check that out but then I got pinned. Lol, zombies are smurt, they know how to make a turn-right signal in herds lol. And true that, they are zombies.