Thread: Yosemine's Dream Journal 2008

This first entry is going to have a lot more than one dream because there is no point in separating those I've had.

Wednesday 12/26/07

Forgotten

The dream “started” (that is I can remember back to this point) when I was released from class at school and it was a short break. For some unknown reason the school had a nice cool river, and since it was hot I went swimming. I took a good swim, before realizing I had missed the bell and I ran over to the next class, which was geometry. I realized I had left my backpack on the stairs, presumably because I took it off to go swimming. I was totally dry now, and actually don’t think I ever got wet. I asked the teacher if I could get it, and she allowed me to. When I got the backpack, a few friends were down, and though I tried I just couldn’t move without talking to them, but eventually I got back to class. I had forgotten my glasses, and I think I tried to get them again, but then I forgot my backpack again. During class I suddenly started to cry (pathetic yes). I didn’t know why but I couldn’t stop it. Nobody even cared; in fact they just completely ignored it. I woke up in real life for a moment, before falling asleep and continuing the dream. Now it was English. We had a very stupid assignment, and I told the teacher about how ridiculous it was. There were also many answers to the questions, but all of mine were marked wrong. The teacher and I got in a huge argument and I was assigned two books to read. Then I cried again out of nowhere (come on Yosemine, you sound like a real wimp). Once again nobody cared, and I was walking down the hallway as all my friends ignored me and simply laughed amongst themselves.

There is an odd part of the dream. I ended up dreaming that we had moved to a new town. I had nobody’s number from my old one, and therefore I was completely alone. I looked anyways for familiar faces, but only saw a sea of monotony. I darted around because I was so confused about moving, and woke up to my great relief.


Thursday 12/27/07

Flying

I was taking a test in science class, and for some reason was back in middle school. The test did not make any sense at all, typical for a dream. It wasn't even a science test, and was asking questions about a selection. Papers kept appearing and disappearing, and I had to do all these weird things to make the text make sense. For example, I convinced myself there were a few papers that had to be arranged in a certain order in order for the text to appear in the correct order. Somehow I didn’t catch on to the fact that I was dreaming yet. Then my friends came in, and I realized I was in high school, not middle school. I brought this fact up, and asked them what we were doing in middle school, and they just said, “I don’t know.” I then replied, “Oh, of course, it’s because I’m dreaming.” and became fully lucid. I flew around a little bit, but quickly had a false awakening. While I flew the sky was a mix of orange and yellow, but I didn't notice. I spun around which a trail of light from my feet and instantly had a false awakening. I “fell asleep” again, but don’t remember the rest.


Sunday 12/30/07

The Trail

My class had some sort of party, and we were all going to go to pizza hut. We started running, and I had a lot of trouble going up hills. The sun was shining and the sky was blue, and the trail was a deep brown. We got to the main road, but then I woke up in real life. Later, I fell asleep again, and then dreamt that I was doing about the same thing, but this time on my bicycle. I almost got hit by a white car going into a parking lot because I wasn't paying attention. Though sensations such as wind weren’t present, the sights were amazingly real.


Monday 12/31/07

The Upper Yard

This dream consisted almost entirely of running aimlessly around some huge playground that resembled the blacktop of the upper yard of my elementary school. Everyone was throwing around tennis balls, and just having a good time. I threw caught it a few times myself, but I was mostly sprinting from one side to the other. The only change was at the end when I talked to a girl who wore way too much makeup and for some reason I told her she doesn’t need it. She kept growing a beard larger and larger but I didn’t notice. She looked a little like my 8th grade English teacher with it…


Tuesday 1/1/08

Babysitting

Details are hazy, but I think I had to babysit the neighbor’s kids. They kept checking on me and telling me about everything I was doing wrong. Only bits and pieces are remembered, but I was holding a Nerf gun and they told me not to play with it because it was broken. A couple seconds later they became binoculars and then back to a Nerf gun. I didn’t notice the change at all, in fact in this dream I was barely aware of what I was doing.


Wednesday 1/2/08

A Different Disney

I had three excellent dreams last night, but the first was the most memorable. We all went to Disneyland, but it didn’t look like Disneyland at all. In fact, the lake in my town was even present, and everything in the dream looked lovely. In the dream, I went onto the car ride which had its name be something about highways and bridges, even though none were present. Instead of a car I got onto a motorcycle which handled just like a bike, but with an engine. The “track” was really just a rut in the side of the road. I didn’t actually start from the line, but from the top of the hill, so I presume I just got a motorcycle from nowhere. I rode it down a hill beside a well laid and completely white cement sidewalk. I actually had to steer a little, because the “track” was broken in a few places. After a left turn (where I saw the lake) I was going beside a dirt road, and the “track” was totally broken. However, I didn’t really care and sped along just fine until I got to the loading zone. I think I was going about 20mph top speed which I was thinking was dangerously fast for a kiddy ride. When I got there, I told the ride operator about the broken track but he did nothing but point to a spot on my chin which I felt and found out had a zit, and pinched it and it felt real. Checking this morning I actually do have a zit right there. After I returned the motorcycle I went back to where I started, though “went” isn’t really correct. I just wanted to go there, and somehow was right outside. In the arcade, I found I had $10 in my pocket in the form of two five dollar bills. My dad played one game, where you have to put an orange ball into a metal coil which cost $1 a turn. It was so easy, yet he made some 110 or so tickets. In the dream, I didn’t realize that $1 was too much and wanted to try. I went to what I thought was a change machine and put in my five dollar bill. Instead of coins, I got 2000 tickets! Instead of being happy I got very mad at the machine for not giving me coins, and at myself for not reading the directions on the machine which now showed (in a very realistic manner) how to insert money and get tickets. For some reason I got extremely sad for a moment and whined, before I realized the stupidity of my actions and stopped. Then I played with machine that looked like the ones that you usually insert a coin and the coin is supposed to push other coins down to get tickets. Instead of coins, the machine was filled with candy, which I think were gumdrops. I inserted a coin which I had somehow magically obtained, and I pushed down loads of candy. I looked away and looked back and the machine was completely refilled, but I dismissed it and proclaimed that the machine was “self reloading.” I think the dream ended here, because instead of getting the candy I just thought about it, and how I would bag it, and how I would eat it etc. and then everything faded away.

The First Tack Meeting

The next dream I was in school for a track meet. I don’t remember much, but I did think about it being winter break, so this didn’t make sense, but once again my quick mind decided that this was a practice that was mandatory, and everyone else I saw were just spectators. I saw one of my friends from school and waved hello, but all she did was give me a large expressionless smile and walk off like she didn’t even know me. I took it as a joke. Then all the track members went onto the track, and the coach came by to check everyone. There were hundreds; this was going to take forever! He checked me second or third and remarked about me being very fit, which isn’t really true even though I am a fast runner. After he moved on to the next lane I was bored so the kid next to me and I started just hopping around the dirt track. The gravity seemed lower which was weird, but I dismissed it again! On the other side of the track, he said we should do the “Spongebob Method.” Asking what that was, he explained it was when you jump three times in the air, and then exhale and float back down. He demonstrated and I quickly followed and found it was very easy. The logical part of my mind asked how this was possible, but the part making the dream said that I was underwater, which for some reason I didn’t question further. The dream started to get a little hazy, but I think I somehow broke the track and ended up in space.

Olive Garden

The next dream was extremely short. My parents and uncle were talking about some politics, but even I can tell what they were saying made no sense at all. Then my parents got hungry, and suggested we go to the local Olive Garden which they claimed was lovely. I then woke up for real.


Thursday 1/3/08

School and Wormholes

This dream started off in school as usual. I was moving classes and going to graphic design. The graphic design class looked very different, and there were about eight rows of computers, but everyone was located in the first three. I sat in the fifth or sixth and remarked about how nobody seemed to be present, or at least they were late. After noticing they were all in front of me, I moved to the front row where I got my assignment. The assignment seems to have been to replicate a car, as would be shown later in the dream. So then the teacher enters, and she is one I don’t really like much in real life at all. For some reason I have to urge to tell her, and so I do. Of course she instantly got very mad. She remarked about how my 7th grade experience must have been amazing, and how I must have been the “coolest” and such (though I don’t know why she picked 7th) and I said that, no, I actually hated 7th grade and was an outcast. This angered her greatly, and added onto the fact that I told her that I hated her as a teacher she couldn’t control it. She dragged me to another chair, and told me to stick my fingers out and pulled out a ruler. Funnily enough, I agreed that I deserved to be hit with it. I still think I did. When she hit my fingers (she did it on the knuckles, not the tips which strikes me as odd now) it hurt, but barely. I kept telling her that it didn’t hurt and that she needed to do it harder which is quite stupid now that I think about it.

Then, after actually trying to do some work, the class all went to the library. I don’t remember much about the library, other than when I apologized to the teacher because I felt bad about what I said. I’m not sure if this is the next dream or not, but I find myself in a parking lot and know I need to copy a car for graphic design. I see many cars in the lot that are all very different. I want to copy a Toyota, because that is the car my family owns. I see a few Honda's until I found a Toyota, but it is enormous and I don’t like it. My mom comes in with her Toyota Previa (1st generation) and I decide I want to replicate our car which I really love since I pretty much grew up in it. Just as I’m about to start, a ship crashes in the parking lot, though now I’m watching it as a movie. I never saw the ship, but am told that it is huge; at least ten times the size of our usual spaceships. The force of the crash causes a wormhole to be open which is large and blue (doesn’t make sense, I know). People are trying to save the crew before they are sucked in, but it is too late. They remarked that it violated some space law. With an enormous boom the wormhole gets all of them and seems to have “infected” the entire planet which I can now see is all blue and reddish clouds with a shock wave from the wormhole rippling around the whole planet.

Pancakes

The next dream was very short, but a milestone for me. I woke up on the couch, and my mom told me she was making pancakes. Naturally it would be morning if I woke up, so I went up to have some. There wasn’t a smell, but I knew that the pancakes were special “whole wheat” pancakes which was why they were so brown. The pancakes were a little slimy and cold to the touch which didn’t make sense because they were made just seconds ago. Though this put me off for a second, I took a bite and for once experienced taste in my dream! It didn’t taste like a pancake though, and reminds me now of wheat Hawaiian bread. It was delicious, but then I woke up after only a few bites.

Falling into the Musical

Later I tried to go back to sleep again, and was feeling creative so I tried to imagine everyone singing in song. In no time I “saw” everyone singing until I consciously didn’t have to make up the words anymore. Eventually I was part of the audience. Then the song had a line that went something like “If I could do it heaven permits” and I snapped into consciousness. I felt odd, like my chest was very heavy, and for a second I was considering some paranormal things were happening, until I realized that this sinking feeling was something most people said they felt during a WILD. I was just on the corner of falling asleep! I felt like I was going to fall through the bed, but the feeling stopped and I got up and did a reality check which sadly showed I was still awake. Maybe next time.


Friday 1/4/08

Confusion of Reality

I had a horrible night. I left the alarm on by accident and woke up at 4:30. The alarm is set to 4:50, this makes absolutely no sense. Therefore I am not sure what I dreamt and what I experienced. All I know is that in my dream, or in my waking life, I kept waking up just before “falling asleep” so I couldn’t sleep. Then when I actually “fell asleep” I had really stupid “lucid dreams in a dream” which lasted about five seconds and were more like daydreams. One is quite funny though. I was in a hospital next to a dieing person and knew I was dreaming (though in a dream). I flew out through the ceiling laughing like maniac before "waking up." When I woke up I was completely unrefreshed, and was dizzy for the rest of the day.


Saturday 1/5/08

The Merged Towns

I had a very vivid dream, but unfortunately I don’t remember much of it! The farthest I can remember is riding down a hill in the town that I used to live. It was quite sunny with a few clouds in the sky, and I think it was cold. On my right was some market or something, and when I passed the street and almost got hit by a white car driven by an old lady, just like in the dream I had on 12/30/07. She said that it was alright since she didn’t need to turn there anyways after I apologized about blocking her, because she had to go in through a different entrance. Continuing down the hill I got to the main crossing in the town I live now. I saw some bikers going up the hill. Then I saw that the one going uphill had two followers who were walking up, but the first one I saw was trying to bike up. He was wearing red and had blonde hair and pale. This is funny because in real life there is a biker I always see that wears red with dark skin and black hair. I noticed rained because the dirt bike trail was a deeper shade of brown and stuck to my shoe a little. It was stunningly realistic, with all the runoff ruts caused by rain and erosion and different colored soil depending on their positions from the ruts. After this, I was going to cross the street and went to press the button. A kid I knew in 8th grade dared me to do something; probably cross without pressing the button. I don’t remember much, but I got home. I’ll consider this part a separate dream since it was too different to be related.

The Shape Shifting Stuffed Dog

In the next dream I was at home and my uncle and parents were making some kind of food. We all sat down to eat, but the dream was still very hazy. If I ate I don’t remember tasting anything. After I ate, my sister and I went to explore some other part of the house. The details of this part are still hazy, but I think we walked on a metal path around a pool of water. It led us to one of those animal crane machines, and we tried it out. I won a soft puppy, and the sensation of holding it was now very real and I could feel the short strings of slightly course but cushy build that were all around it. When I went to show everyone else, it had changed. It now had two large, red eyes that took up half its face. I tapped on them and wasn’t too surprised to find they were plastic, and light was leaking through the sides giving it a slightly demonic red glow. It was now small and brown which only amplified the size of those eyes. It made me feel a bit uneasy, so I gave it to someone else now.

The Balloon

In the next dream I had a balloon. My brother took it, or acquired it somehow and flew it by blowing it up. Everybody in the neighborhood came just to play with the balloon. Soon it became a puffer fish shaped balloon, definitely a result of winning a blow up puffer fish toy a few days earlier. I told my mom that I wanted to catch it by its dorsal fin and held my hand out, which it flew right into. I thought about how incredibly rare that was. The other kids blew it up huge and it whooshed all around, came near me, and I was sprayed with a cool mist of spit, which didn’t bother me much, and then I awoke naturally.


Sunday 1/6/08

Rats

Last night, during my “main” sleep I remember nothing. After I woke up, I was still tired to I went to sleep again and had a couple of extremely short dreams. In the first one I was in my brother’s room and had two “rats.” I called them rats, but they were really just two tiny metal balls that moved around the room and spoke via telepathy. I was curious to see how much they could tow, and gave them various objects to drag away. I gave them a piece of a wooden train set and then woke up just 20 minutes after I fell asleep (not counting the process of falling asleep).

Dream Chat

In the second one I was in the Dreamviews chat and everyone was talking about nonsense and nothing made sense. Somebody made chat go super fast, and I helped. It occurred to me that I should do a reality check by looking at and away from the text, but since it had moved so fast I didn’t know what it said in the beginning, and didn’t think of doing it again or doing a different reality check. I woke up shortly after.

Monday 1/7/08

Back from Break

This dream starts in school once again. It was the first day of school since winter break, which actually was today. I came to my "senses" walking down a hallway to go to a certain part of the school. My feet pretty much took me there. My friends were there, except for one of them, and I said hi to all of them. Then I went up an unknown basketball court which was on top of a large cement plateau which seems to have been build for no reason. After walking up stair, everyone started chatting. Like, literally it was a real life version of a chat room. With two chat dreams in a row maybe I should cut down the time I spend there... The funniest part was when someone was "kicked" or had the gate closed on them. Then people started cloning others and I got mad because "someone stole my name." The one friend that was missing now appeared and we walked down the hallways so we could go to our PE periods. She was rambling on and on and on about absolutely nothing so I just pretended to listen. When we got to the locker room, I said bye, but it was in a southern accent. I tried to talk differently, but I was stuck with the accent!

She gave me a funny look before retreating into the locker room as if I had lost my mind. Is it really fair when I'm not in full control of it? Now it just gets weird. I went into the boys locker room and there was a huge crowd watching some guy break dancing on top of a high plaster wall. I heard someone say, "he's going to become a locker room legend." Right after that he fell down. For some reason his head was on the carpet, but the rest of his body fell onto the tile. He started to breathe uncontrollably and twitch violently. Some brown ooze slipped out of his ear. I feel guilty now because I didn't even care, and just watched him silently until I woke up...

A Series of Unconnected Events

This is one of the weirder dreams I've had in a while. I started with the idea rooted in my mind that I needed to film a dog. I went into a house with many many staircases. I knew that at the top of each staircase was an animal, and I needed to find the dog to film and return. The first staircase yielded a fat pink and white pig. I went to the next one. On the top of this staircase was a small approximately 6*6 room with a ferret. I scared the ferret and it jumped down the entire flight of stairs in one mighty leap and one mighty tumble! It landed on its feet, and I thought "of course, ferrets always land on their feet." There was a long domino style line of black boards, which I knew was filming equipment. I purposely knocked one down and took a minor joy at watching them continue falling upstairs. The next staircase finally had a dog, but before I could do anything I wasn't with the dog anymore but watching my brother without actually physically being in the scene.

My brother walked into some other man's house by accident. The man ran over to him, pulled out a sword (with a rounded edge) and told my little brother he would kill him unless he would agree to a game of checkers. Of course my brother agreed. Another pig came up to my brother then stepped back slowly. The pig became a dog the next time I looked at it. A spider in the background reached into a can the meat that is used as dog food and took a small piece. The dog took notice and chased the spider which had gone out the door. The man chased the dog and my brother was free to run away. Then I was at home, and remembered that I had build a pond for my goldfish's birthday. The goldfish was happily placed in its pond. I don't even own a goldfish. The camera zoomed back dramatically, and I found that I was actually watching TV. I told my uncle that I gave the fish three days to live. Commercials started up and my sister gave me a hug. I don't know why, but I yelled "get off of me!" and woke up.

The Parachuting Gazebos

This was a very fun dream which I wish I could have again. I was on a large expanse of a green field which was perfectly mowed so I guess it was a park. I see what I think is a parachute and decide to have a closer look. By willing to have a closer look the camera came away from my body and zoomed in on the parachuting object. It was a gazebo with a ferris wheel body attachment! Now back in 1st person, I gazed as it rocked unstably in the wind. I saw it land quite gently and realized that this was actually a ride! I might have gone on but decided it would be too dangerous. My family then went to a small park at the end of the field. I saw some birds flying in formation. They were making shapes, and eventually created the form of a goose with the beak opening and closing! I was laughing myself silly trying to get others to look but they were oblivious to my calls. I almost considered I was dreaming, but I'm actually glad I didn't; this is a dream to enjoy non-lucid. After this, I saw one of the participating birds gently fly down to get a drink of water. It looked at me knowingly and a think I gave a little nod.

We then went to an outdoor marketplace, though the shop we went to was indoors. Inside were lots of assorted foods, but most displayed were two different cheeses. One was wrapped in blue plastic, while the other was left uncovered and was very gritty and dry. I tried the covered one, which tasted just like Gouda cheese. Quite good I thought, and tried a bit more. My dad decided to buy the whole thing! The other cheese was different. It didn't have much of a taste, I think the thing it resembled was ammonia. I tasted it in my nose, much like an onion. I didn't really like it unsurprisingly. After we left the shop I started to eat the cheese we just bought. It was nasty now with a bitter taste and made me feel like gagging. I woke up to my alarm.

Hey there. Great work on this journal. I see you got lucid briefly on the flying one (pity there was a false awakening so soon after). Judging from the length of these your recall is very good. You're ready to get more and more lucid dreams in the near future.

Best of luck to you!

ya dude keep it up! ur journals are crazy i hope to have great recall like you some day too

Thanks for the comments, they are appreciated. Just as expected, because you both told me I have good dream recall I can only remember one dream from last night! I woke up to two others, but only knew a few minor details so I skipped even bothering to copy them and 1:30 and then 3:30 in the morning. Well, enough blabbering, on with the dream.



Tuesday 1/8/08

The Layered Hill

This dream was rather dull, but it did have its good moments. Farthest back I can remember is arriving at the bottom of a large hill. I'll attempt to describe how it looked. The hill, as stated before, was large both in height and in width. It was probably about three times as wide as it was tall. It had three flat distinct layers as if dirt had been taken off of it, and the dirt seemed uniform in both the color (dark brown) and texture. If you have ever seen an excavation site you will understand what I am talking about when I say layers. The bottom two layers were nearly circular, and the car was parked at the first one alongside a white one. To the left of the cars was a dark area which I knew to the the tunnel through which we had arrived. My family walked up to the top, which was more oblong than the two layers below it and had an area jutting out which probably branched off to another path. We looked down but then turned back and went to some community club which was on the other side. I heard from my mom that this was where a great man was residing at the moment, or something along those lines.

As usual for me the camera left first person and zoomed in on him, though it was a video. He was shown walking proudly out of a restroom with this dignified but happy look on his face. I wonder why! Now I saw him, but he was disabled with both legs long lopped off but he was smiling and stretching on the outside garden. He kept raising himself up and down a brick wall using his arms, and wouldn't speak to us. The thought came to me that he was a genius much like Stephen Hawking but I knew he wouldn't speak. Only my mom and I were now present and we started back for the car. I picked up a rock and chucked it down the mountain hoping (for some reason) to hit the bottom which was where the cars were. It barely moved. My mom showed me the "right" way and now I threw it and it soared up and then plopped into the pool. The pool? Yes, I was back at the house I lived in last year before moving sitting on the hill above it and throwing rocks into a pool. Of course. My mom grabbed the net to fish it out, and I found another rock and threw it in, waking up shortly after.

Wednesday 1/9/08

Super Mario Galaxy

This dream is so short it feels pointless to record it. I went to sleep under a high level of unhappiness and stress which I think may have contributed to this. In this dream my brother and I were playing Super Mario Galaxy. I knew it was on a television screen, but there were no borders visible nor any pixels so it really felt like I was there. My brother was messing around with gravity and fell out of the gravitational pull of a planetoid and fell down to the large planet below. Well, fell isn't really right it was more like a stable controlled flight around the planet. I thought it was odd that the programmers would take the time to detail an entire planet, even if it was just a sequence of repetitions of certain mountains and deserts. He flew back to the starting world, and then I guess I sort of ended up there, but it looked like real life. There was so much more but I really can't remember.

WOW! After a couple dreamless nights I had so many dreams last night. Two are a bit... personal so I'm not going to share them, even though they were the most vivid.


Saturday 1/12/08

Reckless Driving in LA

My dad and I had gone to LA, or rather I was in LA with my dad in our Previa. My dad was driving recklessly on the 405 and got to the turn off the 405 and onto the 101. I do believe that next to that turn is another that passes onto a bridge, which I don't remember ever going on. This made it perfect for my dream mind to make things up. My dad turned in there and then we sort of flew out of the car and onto a pile of thousands of boxes (literally 30 feet of them). My hands were tingling with fear that I would slip off the unknown edge, but I managed to scramble up to the top. Below through a gap in the roof and wall I could see a large park with a blue floor and many exercise bars. My dad wasn't so lucky, he slipped into a pile of barbed wire and metal spikes. He managed to crawl out without any injuries. We went back into the car and now I entered some sort of subplot where I was trying to catch a worm that was escaping in a school bus. When I got it, I threw it out our window in an effort to prove some myth about accelerating objects. I decided more evidence was needed...

Then, my dad barely missed some signs that said things like "no entry" with heavy barrels blocking the way. After this there were signs spanning across the entire lane (it was a bridge with only one lane now) and my dad was just plowing on right through them! We got to that place with the change from the 405-101 again, and once again we flew out of the car and onto the boxes, and once again I saw the same park, but this time I bounced off the edge and saw that it was a 30 foot drop to concrete. Wait a second! This cant be true! I'm dreaming! I levitated there for a moment pondering what to do before either waking up or having a false awakening. I don't know for I never opened my eyes.

The Purple Ocean

This dream was so beautiful I can't even explain it. After the previous dream, with my eyes still closed, I thought I should try a DEILD. I felt vibrations everywhere and saw flashes of colors before I arrived floating above a brilliant purple ocean with some dark blue highlights. It spanned for as far as I could see. All this time I knew I was dreaming, but everything with all its beauty was still hazy so I spun. Suddenly I noticed every detail, from the waves to the subtle changes in color. Now I see what you mean by "more real than real life." It was so lovely, and I went down to scoop the water, but it was like it didn't exist. I thought this was odd, and then had another false awakening!

In My Room

So after the last dream with the false awakening I thought I have to go record that dream so I went to my computer. My room looked exactly the same but... why was the light on when I woke up? I started up my computer, and then realized that I could be having a false awakening. I didn't expect to, but I did the nose RC and it worked! I was so excited about this that I forgot to set myself in the dream and woke up not to long later.

Dream Fragments

Ok, so I told you a couple dreams were personal and for me really messed up, but I can tell you a couple of the fragments I had.

Dream Fragment 1: We were going to a fair, and passed one on the way. It was mostly empty but had one of those rides that spin around and "stick" you to the sides at about a 60 degree angle. It was spinning extremely fast and I thought that it must be very unsafe. When we got to the fair we were going to, I noticed that it had a lot of blowup rides, but I don't remember the rest.

Dream Fragment 2: I was with a cute small dog and I was petting it while it was lying down. She was really warm and I thought she was a great puppy.

The other ones are just really messed up and I really don't want to share them.

Sunday 1/13/08

First WILD

For those of you who may be looking for what I want explained, that is the next dream. First I had my first successful WILD. For the WILD I decided to imagine myself in scenes instead of counting since I have a good imagination and this works much better. I started having some short "dream" periods. Sometimes I forgot about my WILD but I snapped back into it after a few moments. In my first "dream" I was at some place that does nails (don't ask me why, I wouldn't do something like that in real life). They were going to do something to my toenails which which were very dirty when I looked at them. A girl sitting next to me told me that she was a model, and that she was traveling across the USA in a hot air balloon. Next, I "dreamt" that my dad was taking me in the Previa again like last night. Once again he was driving recklessly and we were on a twisting road near the ocean. He drove off the road and we both fell into the water. I felt no fear during this time though I had forgotten about my WILD in this short period.

After that I remembered my WILD and continued to imagine scenes but reminded myself I was dreaming more often. I decided to write to really place myself in the dream, and so I somehow got a piece of paper and a pencil and wrote. I think what I wrote was just nonsense, but I thought it was amazing as I was writing it. Now I felt intense vibrations, and then it stopped and I "awoke." "So close," I thought and I pulled out my dream journal to record what had happened. Opening it, I found it to be my English journal and I was worried I wrote my dream in this. I decided to do a nose reality check, though I expected to be awake. It worked! I got out of bed and rubbed my hands together. First they felt dead but in no time it felt real. Unfortunately I had my blanket over me for some reason. I wanted to take it off, but woke up. I'm not sure if this is truly a WILD, but it worked!

Dreaming While Awake

This just does not make sense to me. I was literally dreaming while I was awake, and I'd like an explanation if someone could give it to me. So in my dream I was watching a movie. It was pretty decent for a dream and actually made some sense. I think it was about some trouble making kids with overprotective moms. I then got to English class and in my dream it was the next year and I had a new (and boring) teacher. All these things happened which I don't remember (except a rather uncomfortable bit where I had to change into my bathing suit under full view of the class) but I ended up in Paris right under the Eiffel Tower. So far normal right? I realized I was dreaming very quickly, for how would I be in Paris? This dream was very vivid, and of course my first thought was that I should fly. I jumped. Nothing happened. I tried again. Nothing happened. Now I concentrated, and told myself that I could fly, and that there was no doubt about it and I took off into the most controllable and best flight of my life. It was still night so I wanted to make it into day. I sang that little jingle with "clap on... clap off" and the sky got a little brighter. Someone told my to "illuminate it with one of my souls." As soon as he said this a bright tower flashed into life and I saw where I really was. I was in the future, and a weird flying machine with four rotors zoomed by. It looked a lot like <A href=http://www.rctoys.com/rc-toys-and-parts/DF-SAVS/RC-HELICOPTERS-DRAGANFLYER-SAVS.html>this.</A> Still normal right? Well now I decided to fly back to the tower under directions from a friend of mine I saw in the dream. As I started to lean I felt myself leaning in the bed! I leaned to the other side and I felt it again! I was moving outside the dream and feeling it. All my senses vanished in favor of feeling like I was just in my bed but the imagery which still showed me in a controllable flight. I was controlling everything with physical movements in real life! I thought that this was unenjoyable and woke up, but I'd really like to know why something like this would happen. I was awake, but dreaming...

Last night was a great one for dreams. I remembered four of them and one dream fragment.

Monday 1/14/08

At School... Again

Once again I'm at school. I was talking to my friends in our usual spot about some topic. I didn't look at the sky but the ground was darker than it would be on a sunny day. When I emerged from the safety of our covered area it immediately started to rain. It was actually raining really hard, but I didn't want to go into a classroom. I went to another undercover area, but I was still getting wet as though it was going through the roof. I was wearing a lightly colored shirt, and even as a guy I wouldn't want it to become semitransparent nor soaked. I walked into a classroom which turned out to be a science room evidenced by the tiles in place of a carpet. I started pull out my food to eat (I guess it was lunch) but they told me I couldn't eat in a classroom. I mumbled something about this being stupid since the ground was tile anyways.

I walked out of the classroom and found that the rain had stopped and the sun was peeking through the clouds and fog. This little kid started talking to me (why he was in a high school I have no idea) and he was really annoying.
For no reason I punched him. After realizing what I had done I apologized, and I really have no idea why I would have punched him. He said it wasn't a problem. The kid and I walked over to my friends "usual spot" which was in a different location now. Since we are on the stairs, someone usually sits on the railing. Someone was sitting on the railing, and from a distance I saw them fall off backwards. I wasn't concerned and went there as usual. We started talking again, and I squatted down. I noticed the sun was rising (which doesn't make sense). I watched my shadow grow longer, though I think in real life it would actually be shrinking and not growing! Soon the shadow was bouncing up and down as I became aware of this, but as far as I know the dream was then terminated.

Our Haunted Seattle House

Well, first off, in real life when I lived in our house in Seattle I truly believed it was haunted. Or at least this was the joke. This probably is what caused this dream to be thought of. So as stated before I was back at that house. I was standing on the driveway, but it wasn't really "me." I was looking at this guy from third person but I knew that I was "that person." I controlled him. So, my goal in the dream was to go up to the second story window so I could speak with my mom who was trapped, or something. All I really remember is knowing that I had to get up there. The only way up I first saw was this vast "death maze" which slowly climbed upwards. To add to the story, a guy was running afterwards and he was going to try to get up first. Whatever he was going to do it was understood that he was the bad guy in this story.

So, we start going up the old wooden structure and jump across a bed of nails. There was a swinging arm with nails that also was supposed to try and get us. The guy behind us was hit by this and the camera zoomed in on his shocked fact before coming back to the guy I was controlling. We made a U turn and ended up where we started. I thought there must be a better way. I came back into my own body and ran over to the house. I saw a rope I could climb to get to the second story window. It was black and very hard to see in the darkness of the dream. I climbed to the top and talked to my mom. All she said was something like "nobody here is evil" which appears to have been the end of that dream.

Living Computer Art

I was checking out pictures online that had claimed to be done entirely with a computer, but they were like any normal flat image. Other than the bad resolution for some parts of the image they looked very impressive. As usual for me, I was controlling the computer mostly with thought, and it filled up my entire line of vision. For me it was just understood that I was using a computer. I started to "live" in each image, but I don't remember all of them. First I think I saw a sunset over an ocean, but I didn't live in that one. Next I saw one with a crowd of people gaping and pointing at what looked to be a huge, red brick house with two stories. Joining into to picture, I found they were actually pointing at a ship, not the barn! I willed to see the ship closer up and the viewpoint swung to behind the ship. People were getting on to the ship, but the way they were doing it was weird. They weren't stealing anything, and I understood them as the crew, but they had thrown ropes that were tied to the top and now they were grabbing onto them and scaling up the sides! "Of course," I thought, "this was how they used to get onto ships." So much for that idea. Some guy couldn't make it above the "step" which was what the crew was calling this one part of the ship that went all around it and hung over just a bit. It seemed like the crew was actually trying to keep him from boarding and they were threatening to throw him down. I remarked about how dangerous this whole thing was.

Driving Through Seattle

This dream starts really stupidly, forgive me. I'm sucking on an orange tangerine flavored lollipop. It tastes just like the orange tootsie pops.
Mr. Burns and Smithers (yes, from the Simpsons) are sitting in the middle seats of our car. Mr. Burns commands me to surrender my lollipop to Smithers. Since I "work" for Mr. Burns I obey. Smithers starts licking it, and it snaps in two. I take one half and start sucking on it, and I don't care about the spit since Smithers is my "brother."

After this confusing matter, I finally get a real dream going. I am driving with one of my dad's friends and his son, normally for the most part. We are joking about how my dad's friend never remembers anything, when we drove through a car (it should have been a head on collision) and then inside the car which was empty. We even left tire lines on the inside carpet! I told my dad's friend that he wasn't ever going to forget that. Back to our topic of forgetfulness, I say that remembering things is very easy if you make an effort. I look out the window at the cars passing by which all behave very realistically. I say that I'm going to take an image and keep it in my head. The funny part is that being in a dream I almost instantly forget what took so much effort to try to remember! All I remember is an orange old style Volkswagen Buggy.

We got to Washington Lake and decided to stop for a swim. The lake seemed small, and I said that I could swim across it. After that I also added "just kidding" so nobody would force me to. The water was a mucky but healthy looking green-blue, and I waded in. My dad was watching a pond skipper on my right, but I didn't take much notice. I didn't feel the sensation of water on me. I think this might be because I hate that cold feeling and don't want to experience it in dreams. I found a floating plant that was shaped like a lily pad and had two green, oblong green objects inside. I wanted to study it under a microscope, and well what do you know one was waiting on the shore just for me! On the way out, my dad was holding the pond skipper's still twitching leg that had been disconnected from its body, offering it to me as something to study. I decided to wait until it stopped twitching and looked at my plant instead. Up close it was made up of many box shaped cells, but they were only different shades of brown. I reached down for the fine adjustment knob, but then I awoke in real life.

Dream Fragment: Reopening of Nsider

I'm guessing this was in the same dream with the computer, but I'm not to sure. If you don't know what Nsider was, it was a large Nintendo forum which I was an active member of with some 6,000 posts. There posts were measured in thousands, not hundreds. So, I looked it up online, and amazingly it was active. I was browsing them, but everyone was spamming and I realized that they had put down the Nsider forums as a part of Neopets.com. Bored, I logged off my account.

My dreams were so vivid last night, I could swear they were real. Sadly I have many holes in them, but what I recorded was pretty good.

Tuesday 1/15/08

Cycling Through Town Again

Another one of my usual types of dreams (so far I have school dreams, dreams of places I used to live in, and dreams where I'm running or riding my bike) but this was without a doubt the most fun of all. It was a very sunny day, and I was taking a nice bike ride around an unfamiliar town which was understood to be where I live now. I felt the resistance of the pedals and my muscles working to move them. I can probably reproduce a bike ride so well because I ride a bicycle everyday to and from school, and four to five times a week on a cruise around town. I was driving on the left sidewalk, which I think is fine (I do it in real life) but of course as people tend to stick to the right I kept having to go around them. I swear I remember almost getting hit by a white car again like in the dreams I had 12/30/07 and 1/5/08. Talk about a dream sign. One lady dropped her keys as I rode by and they fell with a clang into the middle of the road. I got off the bike to get them for her as I felt a little responsible. The key was stuck to a purple, sticky medium rock sized object. After I give it back to her, we start having a conversation. I don't remember any of it except for the end when I said that "my pet peeve is when people don't smoothly stop their bikes." The dream ended then, and I think I woke up for the first time at about 1:30. Interestingly I couldn't recall this dream until next time at 4:00.

Heart Problems

I was outside our last house, which has a pool just admiring the view. I rest my hand on my chest, and notice I don't have a heartbeat. Obviously alarmed, I run into the house through a wooden hallway. I turn into the first room I see on the left which has a white wool carpet and a bed in the center. My uncle is sitting on the close edge. In my dream, I "realized" that my uncle was a surgeon and he could help me. I told him that my heart had stopped and he told me to stay calm. He said that I should wait until I pass out and I'll wake up with a working heart. I close my eyes and wait to pass out. I can't wait because I'm really worried about how it'll feel and I want to get it over with. I think about death, but that didn't concern me much. With my eyes still closed my body turned limp and I collapsed onto the floor. I wake up on a bed in a different position. Alive. I get out of the bed and see that I'm still in our house. I impulsively reach to check my heartbeat. I am relieved to feel it pulsating, though harder than "my" heart did. I went to my mom and told her that "a dream like this must mean something." I didn't become lucid...

I thought I better take a walk or something in order to "get my new heart in shape." A huge hole in the dream now happens, and all I remember is walking over a bridge. It looks like a morph between all the places I've lived before. All the trees from Seattle are there, all the houses are built the same from where I live now, and I guess the bridge I was walking over reminded me of a certain bridge in LA I always passed to see my best friend. I jump onto a convenient brick wall in order to get a better look of my surroundings. Stunning! Rolling but steep hills surround me, with houses and trees actually sideways on the hills. I looked off into the distance at this seemingly endless view until my mom forced me to come back down. I had forgotten all about my new heart, and the dream ended on a happy note.

Dream Fragments: The Cliffs and PE

Lets get the dumb dream fragment out of the way first. I was walking back from PE into the locker room, and didn't take any notice of anyone else. I opened my locker (don't remember using any combination) but my clothes were missing. This happened in real life yesterday the opposite way when I forgot my PE clothes so I'm not surprised.

Next I was in the bottom of a network of channels with overhanging cliffs. I remember being here once... it all looks so familiar. I look around with my brother. Now I remember this place. I dreamt of it a year ago.

Only one dream last night. But boy, I have never remembered a dream this long. In reality it must have been an hour plus, at least.

Wednesday 1/16/08

Failing the Final

Once again I had another school dream, except in this one I had just taken the final exam and I was getting my grade back. It was for my graphic design class (I took the final today and got a 98% so at least the dream didn't come true) and I only got 21%. Of course I was very worried now, because with a 21% on the final, my grade would go down significantly. I went to the teacher, and asked if there was any make up test that I could take to increase the grade, and she told me there was and that it was coming up in about an hour. I looked at the clock and it was 7:50. I pulled out books, and started to study, except in my dream I was now studying for my health class final which made more sense than graphic design. I was reading, and there is no doubt that the text made sense, but I just couldn't grasp what it was trying to say. I thought a video might be better, so I watched some "educational" videos, one of which was a Fairly Odd Parents cartoon...

I decided I needed a good book, and I knew I had to go around a certain portable where I would find it. I went out, and it was dark as night. Darker actually, since there weren't any stars and the moon wasn't out. I went around and got the book and came back to the class. On the way back I met my best friend and we were talking and I said I failed the final. She is very smart, and she also said she failed. I thought it was odd that both of us who are good students would fail, but I let it go. We walked into the class together and it was now 6:50. I noticed this, and remembered it being 7:50 not too long ago. I dismissed it as reading the time incorrectly. My friend started to cry. Of course this made me feel horrible too, but the emotion was somewhat dulled compared to real life. I wondered why I wasn't feeling like crying myself, after all I had just failed a final which should have made me feel very angry at myself and depressed. Why was I taking this so lightly?

I felt below my eye, and was surprised to find a teardrop. When did I cry? It felt just like it would in real life. I took a break from my "studying" to go to lunch. Some guys in my PE class were playing football and tossed the ball over to me. It was a perfect spiral, but fell short so I had to run for it and I just barely caught it about a foot above the ground. I'm a pretty bad catcher in real life so I must say I felt great at that moment. I threw a return, but it just sailed out of my hand about twice as far as I wanted to to go! It bounced outside the fence, and then back in and was threatening to fall into the drain. One person from my PE class (one of the best sprinters) ran over to get it before it fell in and made a diving catch before it went it. I ran over to see if he was OK, and was traumatized to see that he had opened up his whole leg in one long and deep cut. He wasn't alarmed at all, and in fact pulled off a long strand of skin. A whole group of hundreds of students now came to see him, but when I glanced back he was almost totally healed, and everyone lost interest and left. I think I just kept saying "I'm sorry" until I woke up.

Odd dreams last night. They weren't the most visually amazing dreams I have had, but the sense of touch and taste were...err...incredible.

Thursday 1/17/08

Vomit Dip

In quite possibly the nastiest dream I've had, my brother threw up in the freezer. He had about three of these "attacks" before finally stopping. I looked inside and there were three splotches of green with all these random colors thrown in upon closer inspection. I told my brother that we were going to freeze the vomit, and that I would later just chip it off cleanly. That was logical. That must be why I decided to do what I did next which definitely was not! I took a piece of challah bread and walked over to the freezer. Without thinking, I dipped my bread in the vomit and ate it. It tasted just like challah bread, nothing else. I did it again until I had eaten all the vomit. Thinking I was a genius for thinking of a way to dispose of it, I realized what I had just done. I started to gag (who wouldn't) and almost threw up myself, so I guess that woke me up so that I wouldn't do it in real life!

Bouncing on the Sidewalk

This was probably one of the most fun non-lucid dreams I ever had. It started with me going to school the normal way, except I was walking instead of biking. A living snowman crossed me on the right on the way to school, and I turned around for some reason. A short and stout woman was walking towards me and as soon as I had passed her I jolted into a sprint. I think that now my foot moved a little in real life on the bed and so I heard the "zzzzzzt" sound that it would make. Of course this would only make sense if I was running on some sort of cloth, especially since I actually felt the fabric. I came to understand that the sidewalk was actually made of bed mattresses. Lots of them. I thought it might be more efficient to do a sort of jump and run hybrid and I was just bouncing along back home. Dark was falling, so I was going fast and I felt light as a feather. Once in a while I just floated there for a moment before gently falling down. Even this gentle fall was enough to propel me higher every time. I bounced again, but this time I hit concrete. This brought me back to "reality" and I remembered I needed to cross to the right side of the road. Come to think of it I never crossed the road to begin with; I should have been on the left already! I was barefoot, so I was a little worried about crossing because the road was rough, but I was alright. I continued bouncing down.

After I got to the top of the hill, things started to go crazy. Jumping downhill my speed was increasing at an uncontrollable rate and eventually I couldn't make the turn and had to hop into the rough road. It actually hurt this time! Not anywhere near to was it would be like in real life, but it sure wasn't pleasant. I was able to stop before smashing into a brick wall and I climbed onto it. My brother was sitting next to me, and this kid I don't know was trying to teach us how to get our bodies perpendicular to the wall and parallel to the ground. I gave up fast convinced it wasn't possible. My brother, and now my recently joined sister got to the bottom of the hill and the crossing. It was about twice as big as it was in real life, and had one of those islands in the middle of it. This part is dumb, but there was this couple in the center of the island wrapped only in a towel, and it was pretty obvious that they had a great night there. I laughed so hard when they woke up dazed with dozens of drivers and ourselves watching. The cross signal was broken, and a man on the other side urged us over, but it was like I couldn't move. I woke up a moment later.

DEILD Experience

Not really a dream, but it felt cool so I wanted to document it. After I woke up from the vomit dream I remembered not to move and the vibrations came a few moments later. I, naturally, started to feel like I was rolling in and out of my physical body. Sometimes it was like I had three arms. I couldn't quite break free though and when I did an RC I was still awake. I shouldn't give up so fast next time though because I think there was still a chance of success.

Last night I learned a valuable lesson. Don't just think "I know I'm awake, no use in doing a reality check" when you notice something inconsistent. Common sense, but thats just what I did...

Friday 1/18/08

The Inconsistent Ship

This isn't the dream where I thought the thing about reality checks, but I noticed so many things that changed upon second glance I thought I was going insane! This not so vivid dream started when I was on a ship. Well, sort of. See, I was in the water but "in" the ship, so I would have been dragged along for the ride by the back. Me and two other guys were in this bottomless pool, and we each had a very old looking wooden flotation device, which looked like a boat itself. We were under a wooden bleacher with a good amount of stories, and I think we may have started out as stowaways, though later I was part of the crew or a passenger. So, anyways, while I'm floating on this wooden thing, it snaps into two. I decide it would be best to get off the ship and go to the town to some person who could fix it. I sort of warped outside the ship into a wooden desk everything appears to be wooden next to some fellow classmates. I'm not dressed as the devil, and one guy who has blond hair in real life comes back with brownish and curly hair from a barber or something. I wonder what I'm doing there and jump off my desk (which was quite high) and onto the ground. I was carrying one of those pitchforks and it got stuck in the ground. I'm not sure if I left it or pulled it out, but I think it was the latter.

Anyways, now normally clothed again I go to the store with my broken floater in hand. In the store and old man says he can fix my board. I give him the first piece which is now the size of the palm of my hand. I can't find the second one. The place I thought I might have left it now has a cheap balsa plane kit. I knew I brought it in, but decided to go back to the ship anyways since it would probably depart soon. Instead of being back where I left off, now there was a large dock with a few different ships. The place the one I was supposed to board was empty! "No," I thought, "there was a ship there." It appeared, having been "hiding" behind a pole (impossible). It doesn't look the same though. It is a much more elaborate design, and I realize it is a pirate ship. I didn't realize I wasn't a pirate... A guy is trying to get others to board the ship by singing a song. Another looks at me, laughs, and claims I killed him. I get a vague memory of killing him and smile back. Of course.

On the ship, everyone is starting to sing. Naturally I would have to see someone from Pirates of the Caribbean, so I see Captain Jack Sparrow. He starts singing a song in a really high pitched, girlish voice and everyone joins in. I can feel slight lateral gees as the ship turns around and around and around the docking area. The boat then tips, and apparently it was my fault. They eject me from the boat through some tunnel which somehow leads out of the boat and to the outside. I watch from 3rd person as I am launched out of the tunnel and onto a patch of snow. A red number seven appears at the bottom of my sight, and I know it means that I had split up into seven pieces before coming back together. A bag full of candy lands next to me. I start collecting it and speak to a disembodied voice, telling it that it is "best to keep all the nasty ones." It agrees. I "awake."

Yosemine the Idiot

I'm talking to my mom, still dreaming, about the pirate dream I just have outside. The sky is a deep purple. I know this isn't right. I know the sky is blue. But I "know" I'm awake. How could I be asleep? I just woke up! I thought that it was too bad, because if I was dreaming this would make me do a reality check! So, soon after that I started to watch a show called "It's Impossible," which was cartoon drawn in that simplistic 2d style. One guy on the show has a funny plan to buy a car, steal the wheel, and mess around with all these loopholes to be able to keep the wheel and put a smiling nail in the center to become a "stud." It made sense in the dream...

Last night was a terrible night. I slept a long time, but it feels like I was awake all night. I also stayed under the covers only half conscious for about 2 hours and I think I got some oxygen deprivation. I swear I almost fainted. However, since it did almost make me "fall asleep" I'll call this the Suffocating Relaxation Technique. Just kidding.

Saturday 1/9/08

Driving

I was driving a small black car on the freeway. I'm not even old enough to have a driver's license. I was just driving, but I kept drifting the car on purpose and I would spin it around and drive backwards. Eventually I started to really question my motives for doing this. I remembered that you are supposed to use turn signals. I looked for the signals and found them to be in a hard to reach position over the gauges in the form of two buttons that had an arrow pointing right and another pointing left. When I pressed the right one, nothing happened. I changed the lanes anyways. Eventually I got to an off ramp that reminds me of one of the off ramps on the 405 freeway in LA. I guess I just really got used to the 405 when I lived in LA, because I dreamt about it previously. I got out of the car and just walked. A group of three teens, ages 15-17 were on my left on skateboards, and I remembered a bit from a previous dream where people on skateboards rode on the freeway. I figured that was how they got here.

Soon I was at a fence. I opened it and a small white goat ran towards me, but I stopped it somehow and tried to push it back. I couldn't do it, but I really wanted the goat to just go away, so it jumped over the fence. I thought that was a pretty impressive jump. I went back to the car, and a couple of my friends from school were calling who would drive. Although usually something like this might be about who wouldn't drive, this was about who would. Since I already drove before I decided to sit back. I got a laptop, and it went to a website with information about how to get to this place with all these events having to do with Hebrew. I don't know why, but I signed up, and we all were going to go there. I got a book, and started to read it. Like, really read it though. It was about sound, and had lots of pictures about where the best sounds were found and descriptions. I don't remember the text, but even if it didn't make sense in the dream I found it to be understandable. I have no idea what happened next. I may have woken up, or I may have continued on to a dream I don't remember.

My brother's dreams for today (I'm writing them, but It'll still be written in 1st person):

The Pipe to my Room

Me, my brother and my sister were walking in some sort of pipe. There were a whole series of these pipes. The pipes lead to a pink room and I looked at a corner, and then looked away. When I looked back a large pink "royal" bed had materialized and I sat on the bed and talked to my brother and sister. The pink room then changed into mine, but differently organized. I looked at the computer, and it was only a couple inches wide. I went downstairs and just stood there as everyone else walked around me. It was really scary, and the lighting was very dim. In most of my dreams the lighting is very dim. I went back upstairs, and the clock read 9:00. Then I decided to go to bed, but I didn't get into my bed and instead went under my chair, to hide from my mom (don't ask why). My mom came into the room and looked for me, then I came out from under the chair and jumped into bed.

Marathon to Old Town

I was walking down on my street and I suddenly jumped ten feet. I had already decided that I was dreaming, but I wanted to test it more. I looked away from all the houses and looked back, but everything was the same. Usually the scene changes when I do this. I jumped about five feet and began to hover in order to test if I really was dreaming. Convinced, I landed. A group of people began to run across the street, and I decided to join them. Instead of jogging I began to run at a minimum of 35mph. It turned out that they were running around the block, and I was seeing myself in 3rd person so I could see all around. The camera kept switching between 1st and 3rd person. When I got to the top of the hill that is on our block, a person from my school said I was about to hit his grandpa's car. Yosemine: Ironically, it was white, the color of the car that always tries to hit me... I went around the car. My friend began running with me at the same speed and caught up as we turned to go back down the hill. Instead of a street, it was now a path of triangular leaves. When I looked back my friend, my friend was gone, and I was behind a wall of wooden bars. I climbed through a gap in the bars and ended up in an old fashion town. A lot of people were walking on an average sidewalk; some of the woman had pink umbrellas. A few people didn't seem old fashioned, and in fact a few skaters even rolled by. I think I woke up.

Crazy night for dreams. I don't remember the visuals extremely well, but emotions and touch were amazingly real. I'm sure the dreams were also vivid but I lost some of the detail in the recall.

Sunday 1/20/08

School Shooting

Last night in chat I jokingly said that I would watch the movie Ice Age and would dream about it. I didn't; I actually watched a movie with gunfights. And yes, that did leak into my dreams. I started out at some patriotic American parade. I can't remember much about this early part of the dream, but I think there were a group of soldiers or mock soldiers marching on the grass. There may have been a stage right behind us. I think this is actually the part where I was just entering the dream. So, somehow the scene changes and I'm watching the movie Juno. I've never seen the movie in real life, but my sister won't shut up about it. Juno (I think that is the girl's name) walks into a school, and in a moment I'm in the school. I notice I'm in a different version of my science class. I felt like doing a random reality check. I tried the nose reality check and I found I could breath through my nose. I was extremely surprised because I was almost sure I was awake. In fact, this threw me off guard so much that everything faded and it seemed like I woke up. I may have, but I kept my eyes closed and reentered the dream, albeit non-lucid again.

A man with a gun walks in and shot my teacher. I didn't witness this (thank goodness) but I knew it happened. I ran and somehow got hold of the man's gun. I was very angry, and stupidly instead of keeping it and threatening him with the gun I tried to bend it. The handle and end bent with little more force than a paper clip. I realized that my teacher was dead, and two men behind me were carrying her in a coffin. I started to cry and walked down to my mom's car. My mom, sister, and brother were in it. We drive away fast onto a bump in the road. I fly up into the air and just levitate there like you would in a roller coaster. It was incredible. I actually felt my head being pulled away a little and that empty feeling in your stomach. I'm now convinced that the whole ordeal with the gun and the teacher was a dream, but I'm awake now.

Alphabetizing ID Cards and Documents

Interesting dream. Since it had to do so much with text I personally learned a lot about its nature in dreams. It started with me sitting on those school bleachers again with nothing to do. I got out my ID card and threw it to people and they would throw it back to get me somewhat entertained. Eventually this morphed into, not a game, but a job. I had to get the ID card delivered to some other kid on the far left. I threw it to people, but even with instruction they just kept tossing it around for fun. A policeman called my brother and I down. I was worried that this was because I started the ID card throwing craze. Instead he gave me a stack of 100 ID cards and asks me a favor. He wanted me to organize these ID cards in alphabetical order going by the last names. I accepted. I think the scene around me simply changed, and now I was on my block. I walked towards the apartment complex at the end because I "knew" I needed to go there. My neighbor from Seattle was there and gave me the same job, except she wanted me to alphabetize documents by their titles and not ID cards. In addition to this, she wanted me to take the stack of 100 ID cards which was now in a closet next to the documents and give each one to its owner. I understood I was getting paid for this and I took the job.

I walked out and ended up in a library. The floor was a mainly bright blue, but still had a little bit of a muddy mix of colors like you see in schools. The titles were just jumbles of letters in no particular order but I started to alphabetize them regardless. I was actually doing it, and it made logical sense. "A" before "B," if you have the same letter keep comparing them down the title. I really was arranging them correctly. The only text I recall though was a title called "XXXAXX" and "XXXOXX." I distinctly remember organizing these two in the back. When I checked the front the titles all started with "S." I had a vague memory of having a "B" somewhere but I ignored it. I started back towards the apartment.

I saw my brother and we talked about something that made me laugh hard. On the left side was a random lunch table with a few kids I knew and a lot I didn't talking. I walked back into the apartment. It now has two stories. It was dark and everyone is sleeping. I turn on an old light with a pull string and it works fine but has a more yellowish glow than most lamps. The neighbor comes downstairs just as I'm putting the completed work back in the closet. I still have not done the IDs, because it was too late. She looks at me for a moment, and I wake up.

The Themed Mall

I was at the mall and the theming in just about every store was incredible. Most prominent was theming from the Disney movie Aladdin. I suddenly found myself in a parking lot with lanes drawn around it. It dawned on me that I visited this place before, and I have. In reality it is a parking lot for a camping area. Some guy with a Mustang started to sort of race around in the lanes. I decided this was a place people come to just have fun driving their cars around. More and more cars enter. I think the guy in the Mustang must be really annoyed since all the others are only moving at about 6mph. I drive on a small motorized scooter and then the surroundings changed again. I was back in the mall in a Vietnamese restaurant. I was holding a spoon with Mexican beans on it. It tasted just like the real thing. My sister decided she wanted Pho soup. I smelled some, or rather I smelled and tasted some. Just then a large line formed and we decided to look for another place to eat.

We spot a Mexican food place. Eating the beans put me in the mood for Mexican food so we went in. Next to it is an Aladdin themed candy place. It is dark and apparently a holographic genie gives you candy. My sister wasn't present anymore. In the "restaurant" is actually a store that reminds me of Target. There were some boxes with a toy plane and helicopter inside. What a deal. The box read "Air Hogs Dragonfly, contains a plane and a helicopter!" I guess in a dream if you expect to know what text is going to say you can easily read it. My mom is now on some sort of mission. We have to get to the back of the store. We only have fifteen minutes. My mom stops to get a skirt for my best friend (in the world, not just where I live now like in previous dreams) and I say there isn't enough time. We continue, now with a shopping cart. A jam of shopping carts soon follows and I see a lady that looks just like my mom. She has the same clothes, hair- everything! She tried to say something but only undecipherable whispers came out. I decided she had smoked for most of her life and got cancer in her larynx so she couldn't speak. Of course, with the interest in the dream turned to smoking, my mom found "cigarette flavored gum" which claimed it would sooth you. I'm startled by these "coincidences" and instantly wake up.

My brother's dreams for today:

The Exploding Bike

I was casually walking home from school, and then started running at 35mph once again. It didn't take long to get home, and went into our garage and then came out. I suddenly saw my brother's bike, followed by my sister's and then mine. I tried to get onto my sister's bike, but when I did it seemed even larger than my brother's although in real life she is only 3/4 his size. I got onto my brother's bike but my feet barely touched the pedals (like in reality). I tried to get up my driveway but immediately fell down. I just left the bike there. I saw my brother walking doing a happy dance. Yosemine: I wonder how I looked doing a happy dance. He started to talk: "I finally gotted people." He left then went into our neighbor's house. He then took his bike and rode away. He came back with my sister and then I saw my bike in the street and stared at it. Then its back tire exploded and nuts, screws, and rubber erupted from the bicycle in all directions. My brother got mad and kicked the most important screw into a nearby. I went upstairs and went into my bed. I said, "When I wake up from this dream, I'm going to check on my bike!" I woke up in the same position as I was in my dream bed.

Pajamas on the Playground

I was in the school library, and it was about ten seconds before we were going to go back to class. There was some sort of play going on in the classroom with costumes. Break came and I went outside and took off a suit I was wearing (probably as a costume). I was wearing my pajamas under it and I got embarrassed. I saw someone who looked like my friend wearing the same pajamas. He told me to "take off my (some accessory)." I walked over to the monkey bars. Yosemine: My brother is in Elementary School if you haven't noticed yet. A kid was talking Spanish there to both me and himself while trying to get across the bars. He wasn't very good and he kept falling down. I heard him trying to do it the second time speaking in Spanish and in English this time. I got bored and went under the structure. I just lay there and woke up.

Monday 1/21/08

The Night of Fragments

I simply cannot class any of these as complete dreams. I remember a lot of short sequences from last night, but not any full dreams, so I'll put them underneath as one "huge" dream made of many unconnected events.

Bike Ride: As usual for my dreams I was riding my bicycle. I was in an unfamiliar area which had many trees. The sky was dark with gray clouds masking the sun. I crossed a small street and got to a little park. A guy and his girlfriend were kissing, and I felt too embarrassed to just ride by, so I think I went away. When I came back they were still at it but I rode by anyways. I turned left and continued down a trail full of wood chips.

Called to the Office: I was talking with my friends on a basketball court. When I left I heard all their names and then "must come to the office."

Dead Opossum: I was with my dad in the living room, and remembered that we had two pet opossums. I asked my dad if he fed them, and he said they weren't fed for two days! I walked over to the garage and opened the door. I went to their cage, and saw two white opossums on the cage floor. One was dead and the other was breathing very shallowly. I became frightened all of a sudden and ran back into the house.

Knife Fight: Don't even ask why I would dream of this because I have no clue. My brother and I were engaged in a knife fight. He had a large sword and I had a small dagger. I kept wondering why the heck I was doing this to my brother but we both kept at it. My mom came and stopped the fight and we shook hands or something. I feel a little guilty about this one.

Warm up Lap: In real life in PE we always do a warm up lap around the field before actually starting our sport. The coach told us to run, and I started in front of everybody. The field was changed. It was much shorter and a lone backstop was at the end. I ran around it and started back to my number. All of a sudden my legs started slowing down and I could barely run. I tried as hard as I could, and all the straining made me accelerate without warning. I accidentally hit some kid. My PE coach told me to run slower and I obliged. Stopping back at my number, I realized that one girl I know who was not in the class was sitting in the front. I remembered that the semester had changed and we all moved classes. This reminded me, I should have been in track. I also never had picked up my new schedule. The coach told us to take out a certain paper, but I couldn't find it.

Freddie Fish in Space: When I was about 8 years old I used to play a lot of Freddie Fish, Spy Fox, and all those other Humongous games. In this dream, I was playing Freddie Fish. He (or she, I'm not sure actually) was in space, and I clicked over to the next planet. Freddie went down this slide which was called "The Largest Roll in the Universe." It kept doing barrel rolls and a meter at the bottom said we traveled about a billion kilometers. On the next planet was some sort of educational game where you had to click these numbers in the order of 1-12. Everything kept changing, but I thought this was to make the game more challenging. Eventually the icons you had to click became images of real life people, cartoon characters... basically everything. I got to the number 10 and hit a button on an "invisible" keyboard. The button made the game go to the main title screen which was actually purely black. I tried to get back in by pressing the button again but the game quit and I got to my main computer screen.

Evolution: I was in science class and we were about to learn about evolution. On the board was a question about why we were starting a week late or early or something. I don't remember what the answers of A and B were, but the "correct" C said "Because I screamed about learning evolution all last week." Everyone started having this discussion about if we should actually learn evolution. Some kid told me to go to hell. This reminded me of a joke, and I started telling it to one of my classmates. In the dream I had my leg folded. When I woke up, it still felt folded, but when I moved it I realized it was not.

Interesting night of dreams. I got lucid in one, but woke up instantly. I should have gotten lucid in another, but I somehow I didn't. I also tried to WILD and I got to a point where I couldn't feel my body, but if I tried to move a certain part by imagining where it was I could. I eventually gave up when I realized that my REM cycle wasn't even interrupted since I think I woke up at the end of a dream anyways.

Tuesday 1/22/08

Post Final Studying

Even though my finals were last week, I had a dream about them last night. Our science class was reviewing for the finals (I seem to dream about science class a lot, I should do some RCs there) but it was an entirely different class. My friend brought in this huge final review packet in two versions. In one the text was bold and hard to read, and in the other it was normal. She asked me which one she should use, and I pointed at the second. When she started passing them all out I asked her why she was only asking of my opinion. She asked another person who gave the same answer. The teacher called her up to talk about something, and she said that her brother skipped high school. I knew this was almost impossible, and in real life she told me her brother is in high school but I accepted it. I open the packet and it has questions about medical procedures and the law, and I don't know any of it.

Part of the Movie

I started off watching a movie about a man who's girlfriend breaks up with him and he has trouble accepting it. I sort of become part of the movie, but the scene changes. I walk into a shopping center and we walk to the very end. There is an electronic store which looks interesting enough to be worth a visit. The front shelf has ridiculously cheap items like a toy hovercraft for $10 and a fully proportional radio control plane for only $1.99. I took the plane and asked my parents if I could get it and they agreed. I walked up to the cashier and noticed my sister was already there. It seemed as though she just appeared out of thin air. I waited for her to finish, and then bought my item. I then waited on the side facing the door for everyone to finish. It was sort of hot so I took off my jacket. My mom told me to put it back on immediately, because other kids will steal the jacket and use that as a distraction to take my airplane. Just then a suspicious looking kid kicking a basketball showed up. I put it back on, but my plane was missing. I wondered if it could be in my pocket, so of course it was.

Now I was watching a movie again. The view was focused on the man's girlfriend who was thinking about all the times she spent with him with a small smile. They all started towards the car. I also wanted to say goodbye so I quickly went through the mall. The lights were off for the exit. I walked through but crashed into a plastic object and fell down. Unscathed I got up and continued out the door. I found myself back on my street. I had come out of our own house. I saw everyone loading into the car. It was raining quite hard. I waved goodbye, and the sky started to clear. "Classic movie." I thought, convinced that I was part of a real life movie. Can't really explain that one. Once they drove away I stared into the dark clouds. The sun was in front of me (in real life it would not rise or set over that area). It was shining on the edge of the cloud and lighting it up in such a lovely way that I can't express with my poor writing. I wanted a better look because the houses were blocking my view so I jumped. I jumped about eight times as high as I normally would. Something clicked. I must be dreaming! I did the nose reality check which verified this but the already setting sun disappeared. It was dark except for the tiniest glow from a street light. I couldn't see, so I knew I had to spin and fast if I wanted the chance to stay in the dream. I sent the signal to my body, but it was too late. I woke up in my bed discouraged, because this was the second time over the weekend I got lucid and everything faded. I used to be able to stay lucid much longer.

Pointless Mission

This was one of the most vivid dreams I've had. I remember many things from the sounds to feelings and visuals. It started out with our class going to the school library. I still didn't know why. I turned to one of my friends and started to talk all about lucid dreaming. I explained reality checks, and demonstrated the nose reality check. "If I pinch my nose like this, and then breath and it works... yes! Just like that! Then I know I'm dreaming." This was the stupidest way I've ever missed becoming lucid. I mean, I demonstrated the nose reality check and noticed that I could breath with it shut! One DC gave me a funny look when I was talking all about this, as if he was trying to say, "you are dreaming you idiot. We were walking on a circular grass area and I started to jump around. I found I was jumping very far. In fact, a couple times I missed the ground and took off slightly again. My friend counted that I was in the air for seven seconds. In the dream I rationalized that this was because I was bringing my legs up so it would take longer to hit the ground. Following the curve of the circle brought us to a small sidewalk that would lead to the library. My teacher stopped all of us for a moment.

I took a flying leap and jumped high and far. I gripped my shirt and found it was the exact one I was wearing as I fell asleep. It felt very real. When we got into the library I discovered I was holding a yearbook. This made me certain that it was the end of the year and that we were all getting our final grades. I saw (you guessed it) my friend again. If you haven't already noticed I dream about her a lot. Probably since I have had a crush on her since last year... She was giving out final grades in the next room. I waited in line for my turn to go in. The bell rang. I checked the clock. It was 12:05. Close enough to lunchtime for me not to question. I walked out through the door and my friend also did at the same time. I said hi, and she took a few seconds to reply. I do believe that if I didn't find this a little odd she wouldn't have said anything at all. She is holding a large poster so I help her carry the other end. It didn't occur to me that I could just roll it up. The poster fell, and about five people help pick it up and get it back in a well done team effort. I got a little jealous because I knew in real life nobody would do something like that for me.

We continued walking, but the poster was now a piece of plastic wrap. She asked me if I wanted to go to the science room, and I said I would. Seriously, what is it with science rooms in my dreams? We turn slightly to the right. A huge garbage truck is ahead to our left. We pass it without a word. When we get to a certain building I notice I'm holding a bottle. I dropped it and it got slightly crumpled and the label got peeled off. For a short time I speak with the water bottle as if I was speaking to my friend and it answers. I go up the stairs on the building to the science room. I attach a nozzle to the bottle to make it easer to drink the water. Opening the "science room" I find a stout middle aged woman sitting at the end. The lights are off. I realize I'm eating something that tastes a lot like a donut but has a much more full, heavy feeling. The woman tells me that in order to enter the science room I must go to the janitor downstairs in order to check in. I look at the water bottle about to speak to it, when I notice that my friend isn't near. I can't expect the bottle to answer without aid now can I?

The bottle sort of vanishes when I go back down. I notice a restroom and guess that she is inside so I continue walking to the end in order to wait. A small circular area of colored granite stones is on the floor with two concrete benches. I start hopping from bench to bench to pass the time and join her again when she comes out. We walk back upstairs. Directly in front of us is a huge red structure of bars. I'll try to describe it as best as possible below since it was pretty complex.

The structure is symmetrical on both sides. There are some red metal bars sticking out from the ground below which support the top layer. The top layer has a large gap in the center with more red bars running from one side to another bridging the gap. On each side there is a very narrow black walkway made up of strong chain linked metal bars covered in black rubber or plastic. Each of these walkways is divided into two sections by a weak chain link fence that divides it with about 3/4 of the walkway on the outer side and 1/4 on the inner side.

We climb onto this and I get a feeling of déjà vu. We walk on the outer end clinging to the weak chain link fence. It is a long way down and we would surly die if we were to fall. I'm still grabbing onto the fence when it begins to bend backwards. My friend picks up the water bottle which vanished as if to make it seem like we had a purpose coming there. Scared for my life I climb over the fence to the other side which is only a third the size of this one. The fence rebounds and nearly knocks me off. I stare at the dusty blue sky above on my back, thinking about how stupid I was to come up here to begin with. I could see my name on the headlines of the paper. I dragged myself slowly increasing speed using the holes in the walkway for something to grip. I start slowly waking up, but my last thought in the dream is: "Strange. I'm on this structure for no reason and I never did question my reality..."

I barely remember my dreams from last night. What I do remember was mostly nonsensical. I was very unaware during the dreams unlike most that I have where, although I'm still influenced by the dream, I can reason and think for myself.

Wednesday 1/23/08

The Three Chat Rooms

My mind being uncreative decided it was going to dream that I'm on the computer in chat rooms again. I was on three websites at the same time. One was Dreamviews, another was called Lemonade, and the last was called Dream Signs. The last one didn't even make me think about it as a dreamsign; I was basically on autopilot anyways. The Dreamviews chat is on in the background and a few things change in the text but once again I don't think about it too much. Dream Signs chat has this one person with the screen name "Kitty" spamming chat. Lemonade chat has an entire website and chat devoted to talking about lemonade. I don't remember what I typed, though people kept writing about how good lemonade tasted.

The Flood in Seattle

Yup, another Seattle dream. The beginning and ends of this dream make no sense so I'm not going to bother with it except for the middle. I don't remember much of those parts anyways. So, I'm in our garage and I hear I'm going to Seattle. I remember about how this trip was planned. I sort of got to Seattle with no memories of how I arrived, but I knew a couple of days had passed even though it felt like a few seconds. I was on the upper story of our old house staring at a blank wooden wall. I was holding a bow and arrow. Near me were dozens of arrows so I took them all and shot a couple into a bush. I wanted a target to shoot on. I think I went outside. I looked back at the house but there was only a big dry area where it once stood. The house which was built in 1938 has also been demolished in real life. A shame really... Even though we live in California now it did shelter us for three years. An enormous target was resting on a wall about fifteen feet away.

One of my friends from Seattle set it up. I loaded the bow and tried to take a shot. I couldn't really pull back the string. I took another try but I couldn't pull it again. I gave up and let it go with just a tiny bit of tension and it flew out and actually curved to hit the target. I realized I was hogging the bow and gave my brother and friend a try. I went back down to where I had "come out." It was cold, but not freezing. It was starting to snow, or at least I thought it was. I looked down and found out that the sprinklers were on and that the water coming out was instantly freezing into powder. Out of nowhere it really started to rain. I had walked further down and saw that I must have walked over a three foot tall wooden fence. The rain started pouring down and running down the small incline I had walked down stopping at the gate. I knew the gate was going to collapse and I really wanted to watch. When it wasn't collapsing I sent a mental "just fall already" and it fell over on a kid. The fence was now about ten feet high and the kid was trapped underneath. I went there to try to get it out and heard that there were seventy feet of water now. Now there's some intense rain. I wish I could go on to talk about how I saved the kid, but instead I start communicating with him with mental text messages and it becomes absolutely, embarrassingly stupid.

Had sort of a disturbing dream last night to say the least. I'm scarred.

Thursday 1/24/08

The Book of Birds and Murder

I was walking down the hill I always go up for school. I need to cross the street but cars keep coming. One guy was about to cross and I think I had to grab him to stop him from running into a car. Either before or after I crossed I saw an old lady. Her husband was across the street... completely naked. I stared at him for a few moments, actually thinking that he was a lion before realizing it was just a naked man. I tell the lady that and she found it amusing and laughed as I walked away. I saw a white fence that cars simply drove through. They didn't open it, just drove into it and it would swing as they hit it. I crossed the street for no reason and got stuck for a few moments because of the traffic. Meanwhile my friend from LA had to go get this book from another house and once I cross I decide to help her. When we get to this house I find that we actually need to sneak in to get it. A brown wooden fence surrounds the house and I climb over. I had a thought about "how real this feels" but other than that nothing else made me think it was a dream.

When I got over I look at the book. I read it out of curiosity and find that it is written very poorly, though I don't quite remember what the first part was about. I flipped through and found that it was about just about everything with a rather large section about the autonomy of birds. It was filled with realistic diagrams and cross sections of birds, but oddly I think it called the foot a "tweeter." I notice my thumb is on something black. Curiosity overtakes me and I decide to look at the image. As soon as I turn it I know that this page is dedicated to the description of a certain murder, and just after that I look at the image. It is nothing but the picture of a head with blood coming out from the cut neck. I'm shocked and shut the book instantly. I get disgusted at the publishers for letting such an image pass into a book that doesn't even warn you.

After this I warp to my house. I'm talking to my friend now who is analyzing or writing a play and I ask her if she too thought the picture was unnecessary, and she thought the same way I did. Now I sort of just see a large Garfield comic and I read it. It isn't very funny. The first box has Garfield sitting on a tree complimenting Nermal. I have no idea why. I forget the second box but the third had Nermal in a hospital for feeling so happy about the compliment while purring. Really out of character and not funny at all...

Mile Run

Our PE class is running the mile. I'm just cruising with everyone else because I don't feel like getting a really good time and wearing myself out. The whole class stops at a fence to look at something and I do too. When we come back our coach says that he failed us for this unless we do the rest of the mile well. We start running in a dark house. After just a few laps I decide I ran the mile and my grade gets bumped up to 70&#37;. Once again I wonder why I'm not in track.

The night before I didn't have any recall, and last night I only remember two dreams but they felt very realistic. Never before have I felt the world so perfectly in a dream.

Saturday 1/26/08

Driving the Volkswagen-Bicycle

I was riding in a Volkswagen minivan (you know the one I'm talking about) and my sister (only age 12) was driving. The seats were arranged in an "L" shape and I was sitting at what would be the base of the L. My sister was sitting perpendicular to me and looking out of a tiny window in order to steer. I thought this arrangement was very dangerous, but didn't question it further. On the first turn on the freeway the van dangerously skids to the left, and I feel the tires slipping and my body being thrown to the side. The seating arrangement was normal now. On the next turn I heard the tires squeaking during a turn. This happens on my bike when the air is low, though I don't know about a car. I told my sister to pull up at a gas station so that we can fill up air. She missed the first exit but we get off on the second directly into a gas station. I get out of the car and tell my sister to put it on park. She doesn't do it and I reach in to the now shrunken car and try to do it myself. I have a lot of trouble doing so but it worked eventually. I glanced away and when I looked back my bicycle was there.

I didn't think this was weird at all, but I realized we couldn't fill the air up now. I decided that we should go back home. My brother and sister got onto the bike together and I followed. I saw some people with long skateboards, and again like in the dream I had on 1/9/08 I decided they had skateboarded here on the freeway. We were about to enter the freeway, and my sister asked about which way we should go. I pointed right... but something was weird. I didn't notice in the dream but the cars were all going to the right on the lane we were going to enter opposite the way we came. This meant that there was no way we would have come from that side and I got confused, but eventually we started off right. We ended up at a large bridge. My sister saw our mom and waved. She was at the bottom walking on a concrete path near a gushing river. Our mom waved back and my sister talked with her on the cell phone. I realize we had taken a car and we were too young to drive (I forgot about the bike now) but my mom didn't care. We met her at the top of an enormous staircase and we begin to talk. I tell her that the car had steering problems, claiming that it was the fault of a large dog that steers the cars with its eyes. I call this dog a "metaphor." My mom asks how it is a metaphor and I say it is just a figure of speech. Well that makes a hell of a lot of sense... I couldn't smoothly move my eyes to demonstrate since they kept jerking around. I got them under control eventually and saw my neighbors on my left. A couple of the younger kids started to come to me and I woke up.

HIT Attempt

I'm not sure if it is actually called "HIT" but I think it stands for Hypnagogic Imagery Technique. I was trying to fall asleep for over an hour after the last dream, and just when I was about to give up I started "almost" hearing someone talking. I was making up the words but there was no mistake that I usually wouldn't be able to do this. In a few moments I started to see a wall in front of me. No... it was a corner. OK... now I saw the walls coming together to make that corner. The walls were becoming very realistic. I felt like I could just reach out and touch it, and I decided to wait a little longer to see if I could enter a lucid dream. I tried to roll out of my body, but instead the image of the wall started to look like the picture on an old TV when it gets interference. I heard a static sound that sort of hurt in a way I can't explain. I think if I would have waited a little longer I would have entered a dream, because I got into a non-lucid dream now.

Television, Music, and Littering

The dream started right after that HIT attempt I had. I was watching that cartoon with the coyote and roadrunner. It was a new one and I was annoyed that they would ruin old cartoons. Sometime during the show it said that they started to fight over watching a movie together. They both went over a surreal grassy field which I was convinced was taken from real life. The camera kept slowly going over this field until it got to a road. Instantly a biker and a cartoon turtle on a tricycle zoomed by. In a moment I was riding the tricycle. I was going really fast and I was worried because tricycles aren't known for being very stable. As soon as I thought this the front wheel started to rock back and forth in a convincing wobble. I manage to stop, but not after nearly tipping over. The biker comes back and starts to rant about how new music sucks. He says that one song he liked had the line "like a February man in bed" which he thought was brilliant. In my dream I recalled this as a quote from a Shakespeare play... I take it to mean that the guy is depressed since February is winter and he is seeking comfort in his bed. For some reason in the dream I found this line to be amazing as well.

I started to walk and got to an artificial but convincing lake. I was holding a log strip of rubber and I threw it into the lake. I realized I was littering and decided to get it back. I looked down and noticed I was wearing only flip-flops. I hate those in real life so I wondered why. There was a very steep dirt hill into the lake and I started to slide down grabbing onto the plants for support. The plants felt so realistic I'm amazed even now. There were a few flowers and I was afraid of the possibility of bees but I got down safely. I walked around this puddle, and the lake sort of flipped around so that I was on the other side but the entire lake was in front of me. I took a tree branch nearby and made waves hoping that the strip of rubber would come back. It didn't, so I dragged the branch towards me to create a suction effect the and the strip came back. I didn't want to wade to get the strip, so my brother appeared and got it for me. All the people around the lake cheered and I asked my brother how he got down. He pointed to a staircase...

I don't remember any dreams of great length from last night; I actually didn't remember them upon waking until a little more sleep. Still, they were interesting, and somewhat humorous upon waking.

Sunday 1/27/08

Talk to the Ferret

I see a small animal in my backyard which resembles a ferret. I assume it is one in my dream. My dad says to watch out for it because it might carry a disease and not be too friendly. Although it looks harmless I agree and keep my distance. The ferret however slowly approaches in a timid way. I notice that it is gray with a tail that has alternating black and gray stripes. It starts to climb up the leg of the portable table we have outside. My sister wanted to touch it, and as soon as she did it got spooked and ran to the fence and then on the side of the fence until it got to the ending corner. I didn't notice in the dream, but my backyard was not correct because we have a hill, but the hill was missing. Hesitantly the ferret starts to come back and flops into the grass below. I have the urge to go see it closer and when I get near it starts to talk.

For a moment I thought this was amazing, then I "remembered" that I could talk to animals, before "remembering" that humans could all talk to animals. It told me that it was very hungry since a bunny had been eating all the grass. Though I don't know what ferrets eat I doubt a main part of their diet is grass! I felt bad for it, but for some reason I asked if it had any diseases. It said it was healthy. I wanted to give it some food and noticed I had some sunflower seeds in my hand. I fed it to the ferret and it sent a little telepathic thank you and I awoke.

Sightless Lucidity

Well, I solved my problem of staying in a lucid dream for over five seconds. However, now I had the opposite problem! Instead of having surroundings so vivid I was shocked to be dreaming, I had imagery so dull I have to wonder if it was even truly a dream. It all started when I decided to try to fall asleep conscious. No counting, no focusing on HI, just fall asleep while conscious. My mind was drifting but I kept that idea locked in my mind. Soon I felt some intense vibrations and I knew I was going to make it. When they were over I was nearly sure I was dreaming, but I let my dream body feel it one more time just to make sure. I opened my dream eyes and I was staring straight though the opening on the side of my bed just as I fell asleep. I hopped out of bed but everything was very dark. I tried to do the nose reality check but I could not coordinate my movements well enough. I decided to try to fly through the window without jumping. If I lifted then I surely was dreaming.

It worked and I went through the window as if it were open. I couldn't really see anything. My vision went completely blank and I knew I had crashed into the street. A voice told me to think of a colorful place so that I could see but I just warped back to my room. I decided to try again and it worked. I found myself flying over nothing. For some reason I yelled "Increase dominance!" but quickly noticed that was not what I wanted to say and I yelled "Increase clarity!" I now saw a jumble of pixelized buildings that looked like something from a movie. But everything was still unrealistic and dark. I looked down onto the street and estimated that I was about 200 feet high. I turned in the air and realized that this wasn't any fun at all when I couldn't see anything. I decided to experiment with sleep paralysis. I tried to move my physical body out of curiosity and I felt something move though I doubt it was my real body. I tried to jolt my leg, and I think it actually worked so I instantly woke up.

VILD: The Ultimate Legal Drug

What a silly dream this was. I was talking to my neighbor and her young four year old son. The young boy was talking about how he witnessed the development of my town in person and told a story about how everything was brown and empty but was slowly grown. This, of course does not make any sense because a four year old can't really see something like that. His mother started to talk about how she hires teens to work in the nearby apartments and I wanted to visit. I ended up on my bike and I was going towards the apartments. When I got there I saw a small skating area shaped like a bowl. I went around it before I heard my neighbor start talking again...

She started talking about new drug called "VILD" that was proven to increase speed and awareness. My vision went fuzzy. I was shown a movie of people eating Jello. My neighbor said that "VILD is ingested with Jello with a ratio of 1 part Jello: 2 parts "VILD." It is a powder that you simply mix in with Jello while it is liquid. I start to ride my bicycle in a sort of demonstration for the effects of "VILD." In a moment I have a false awakening and my vision is sharp and clear. I decide that means that the "VILD" is working before I wake up for real.

Dream Fragment: The Popular Dark House

I was outdoors looking at a huge house. It looked old and worn and a threatening whirlpool of clouds was churning around overhead. People were flocking by the dozen to get inside. I went to see where they were coming from and reached the end of the world. People were just spawning from an endless black void.

I can only remember one dream from last night. I had a bad head and neck ache which woke me up about every forty-five minutes and those wakings were so sudden I couldn't remember anything about my dreams. Surprisingly after that night I felt very refreshed throughout the day. Well, at least this dream was really long.

Monday 1/28/08

Selling Pink Lemonade for a Living

I must say I haven't had many dreams more vivid and enjoyable overall than this one. The atmosphere was so cheery, and I had more than a few absolutely random parts that I found myself laughing about even a good few hours after waking up. It started at my best friends house in LA. In real life, her mom runs sort of a support group for pregnancy and helps the woman there deliver as painlessly as possible. There is usually food on the table during these meetings. In the dream there was a lot of food, so I guessed it was right after one of these meetings. I think (everything is still fuzzy) that I was watching TV with my friend. When everything finally cleared up and became sharp I was outside in her backyard laying on the grass. My dad was beside me in a lawn chair and we were just looking at the sky. I saw what first looked like a large blue kite, but it became apparent soon that it was a glider. It had red stripes near the tips and seemed to be composed of a light metal structure with velvety wings. I saw the pilot. It was a guy dressed as Superman who was just tied to the bottom. I "remembered" that this was something they do in LA. I had a conversation with my dad about how this was a huge waste of money, especially when it tax dollars that went to it. I got up and started to walk away, but I heard the distant whine of a jet. I decided that the "glider" I saw was actually being towed by that plane.

Somehow (I don't remember how) I got to a festival. I was on an asphalt surface and I looked behind me. My best friends mom was in a stand that sold pink lemonade for about $2.50. I "remembered" that this was how they made enough money to live there. Her mom said that there were other stands but they were more expensive. I don't know why, but I went to another one of these stands and bought a cup (only about 20oz) for $5! It tasted fine if not a little watery. I continued to explore this new place and got to a dirt trail with two chain link fences bordering it. I got to the end and crossed a street without a purpose. As if my mind didn't want me to continue, many people started to come down from the street at the left and back down the dirt trail where I came. Curious I followed. I overheard someone say that these were all the workers at Knott's Berry Farm. Someone even asked if "the Ghostrider was really haunted."

I continued walking after them and a man walked by me and pushed all his fingers into my diaphragm. It hurt quite a bit. Right on cue, a guy I know from school came up from my right and told me, "This place is too big for you." I had to agree to this, but I also said something about how most people would be good enough in this crowded area to ward off criminals since they would back others up. I got to a fork in the road. I decided that since I must have come from the left I should turn to the right. I passed under a large bridge and saw a crowd of people in a yellowish field on the right. I think they were all people I knew in elementary school, but they looked more grown up than the age they "should" (if they never grew up) have been. A volleyball sailed over my head and I saw the guy who had launched it. In my dream I decided that they were all playing a game of "Sockball," the name of a game we had in elementary school which is basically baseball but instead of a bat you use your hand to punch the ball. As I walked I looked back because the ball seemed to be floating down much more gently than usual.

The kid who punched it said sorry, but I gave him a thumbs up to imply that all was alright. In front of me four people were tossing two more volleyballs back and forth but I managed to weave my way through. I saw the $5 lemonade stand on the left. They had set up some sort of "lemonade gun" that would shoot lemonade in a fast jet into your mouth. I decided this wasn't too bad of a gimmick. I go back to my friends stand. The lemonade is still about $2.50. I noticed the ground was as slippery as ice. I began to slide around on it before going into a small glass building. It was basically a rectangular prism. I mom was there sitting in a chair. I found glasses on the ground and put them on thinking they were my dad's. Everything shrank realistically. Still... I remembered that I myself wear glasses which warp everything more so this slight change meant the glasses were very weak. I removed my glasses and tried them on. All went fuzzy. OK, so they weren't my dad's.

I ended up on my sister's bed. I got a letter which stated that my parents must attend parenting classes for "abusing" us. It pissed me off a little since my parents are great, and somebody must have been spying on us though admittedly very badly. I found a workbook also. In my dream I knew my brother was to complete it to show the writers of the letter that my brother was getting a good education and was literate. I took a test in it about a songbird in Africa. I think one question had to do with killing it. Go figure. I notice the test says "This test may be done once and only once." I look at the answer sheet which is full of my markings and wonder how I'll erase them well enough to disguise that I did it before waking up.

Bah, back to the school dreams. Oh well, at least I had a nice break from them for a while.

Tuesday 1/29/08

Wandering Around at Lunch

This dream was very long, however I don't recall it too well. It started off with me in English class. The teacher was praising something I did and showing it off to the class. I wished that she would just be quiet and start the lesson. Before that the bell for lunch rang (though I have English for 1st period) and I go out. It is a dark day with only saturated yellow light. I see a guy that I don't really consider to be my friend, but we talk occasionally. We walked over the the one two story building at school and to the top. We had a really deep conversation which I can't remember. A lady walked by and told us that for today lunch will last twenty more hours. I didn't believe her and I went downstairs. I saw my other friend (yes, the girl who turned into a water bottle) and went over to say hello. As usual, she didn't notice me until I wondered what was wrong. I sat down at a lunch table and she tried to put some rotted food in my backpack, I guess as a joke. "A little out of character" I think.

I stand up now holding a water bottle. What is it with the repetitiveness of my dreams? Skateboards on freeways, water bottles and my friend, getting hit by a white car. If only I would recognize this. I throw it over the stairs trying to hit the top. I missed and it fell through the railing and off the edge. A couple guys walked by looking at me and I yelled "Goal!" in order to make them think I meant to do that. When I get the bottle back my stubby cell phone is inside. I wonder how it got inside, and I realize it is now underwater. I start trying to take it out, but the bell rings. I forget it even existed. As I walk away my friend tells me we have a four day weekend. "I'm counting the days," I mutter to myself and "wake up."

Weird False Awakening

This was a little weird. I had a false awakening from the last dream and it was incredibly realistic. For the first few moments I felt just like I was awake until the dream logic took over. I started to record my dream, and in this false awakening I remembered every detail... except one. I remembered getting lucid in the dream. I don't know for sure now though, but I doubt it. I got out of bed and turned on the light. I guess light switches work fine in my dreams. I walked out of my room and saw that my brother's light was on also. Same for my mom's office. I turned on the light where we keep our towels and found a stuffed toy monkey and a foam plane. I took both into my room. I sort of saw a video of the stuffed monkey against a blue background with my mom talking about it. She called it the "kaki" monkey, or in roughly in Hebrew the poop monkey. OK then.

I was back in bed now, and my mom was coming over. I suddenly knew I had to scream out to her or else I would get hurt. I tried to make a moan, but nothing came out. I tried harder and only a tiny sound came out. My last thought was about how this was a typical dream sign before I woke up.

I didn't really enjoy the dreams from last night. I was sort of stressed so a couple were sort of violent (including one where I was the violent one) and short. These dreams actually made one. I dreamt I saw places that I dreamt about previously in the night. I won't go into the bridges between them because I don't know how much I actually remember and how many false dream memories were implanted in my head.

Wednesday 1/30/08

Escaping Being Beaten

Ugh. What a stupid dream. I was running around on some very high structure. It must have been 100 feet at the least. I suddenly realized that the railings were low and if I lost my balance I could fall off. Now afraid I leaned on a purple pole with my hands tingling from the idea. I slowly walked off and I saw this other guy running. I hoped he wouldn't hit the purple pole and fall off. Of course, he did. He fell to the bottom (here only about 50 feet down) and landed on some concrete. He was out, but (somehow) alive. Some other guy went down a ladder to get to him, picked up his head and started to pick up his head and ram it down into the concrete. Without thinking I yelled at him giving him a new target. He somehow got to the top again, along with the guy I assumed was now dead. They both started to chase after me. I took a few sharp corners and got stuck at the end. There was a huge drop to the ground which was a pile of wood chips. Apparently this death trap was a playground! "I'm dreaming," I told myself but I didn't believe it. With a choice of quickly or dieing slowly and painfully I decided to jump. I fell down fast but I was fine when I hit the ground.

I continued to run away. I glanced over my shoulder and saw both of them simple walk down the drop as if it were a small step. They must have been huge now. "You can jump but can you run?" they told me. I started to run faster and everything took an alien appearance. I don't remember much except having a false awakening and recording the dream in my journal. I had drawn a couple sketches of how they looked which were creatures with football shaped heads and tiny eyes. In the actual dream they were humans.

Illustrated Sonic the Hedgehog

I had another false awakening in a bed with lots of people I checked the clock. It was six. Someone must have messed with my alarm. Everyone seemed to be crowding around the computer. I looked the found myself playing a new Sonic game which was completely hand illustrated. It was ridiculously hard, but the controls did respond and everything worked just as a game would. The game was drawn in many shades of brown, and the animation was choppy, but I decided it was a pretty good game.

Attempting an Inverted Picture

I'm driving by a pretty canyon and have a camera in my hand. We are at the bottom and a huge, light brown cliff is on my right. I decide I want to take a picture of it. Wait... just a normal picture won't suffice. I must take this picture upside down. In order to do this I chose a setting with a very slow refresh rate, thinking I could turn the camera quickly enough for it to take the previous image. Obviously this wouldn't work in real life, but I got it to twist slightly. My idiotic dream self didn't realize that if I wanted to see the cliff upside down all I had to do was turn the image over after I took it! I browsed the pictures and found a video. It showed the New Years ball coming down. In this video the ball failed to work three times. It didn't occur to me that if it would have failed then they couldn't redo it since New Years would have passed.

Combined Dreams

I was sitting on some metal bleachers with random people in some of my classes. We were called to the blacktop to play a game. In this game two people rode on a plank of wood which somehow slid easily across the tarmac. One steered it and another acted as a motor to push it. There were two sides divided by a set of two parallel lines about five feet apart. One person on another one of these wooden vehicles stayed there and the object of the game was to push this person and the wood over to the opposing side and keep them there as long as possible. My brother took the front to steer and I acted as the engine. Not too long later my brother messed up and we both fell off the wood. I hit him three times on the head. Why? I have no clue. Even in the dreams I felt bad and hit myself three times.

My brother and I started to run across a field. I saw a park on my right. I "remembered" this was the place I had jumped from earlier. It still was a respectable height, but it looked a lot more like a playground now with a slide and bright colors. My brother fell down and I got mad at him again. Luckily I didn't hit him this time... After we reached the end I turned right and we got to a concrete path. We turned right again and started down it. I found I could jump very high. I jumped and managed to spin twice before hitting the ground. Once I landed in the mud barefoot and it felt nice and cool when it squished between my toes. I kept jumping around until I saw a pool on my left. I decided to go ask my mom if I could go swimming. I got into a different pool where my mom was directly behind the bleachers where I started. I actually felt the cold water and swam over. I asked my mom for the time and she said it was 7:20. I remembered waking up at 6:00 in the earlier dream and she told me I could just skip school for today.

Dream Fragments

Fragment 1: I'm in a restaurant. The waitress gets mad easily and starts to write down percents. I helped her.

Fragment 2: I remember that my alarm clock is set to 6:00 and decide to set it back to 5:50. It is dark and I start clicking the set button to change the time. I only changed the minutes, but the hour changed as well.