Tunorz's Dream Journal

[Tunorz]

Here I'll recount all of my long and somewhat interesting (and eventually my lucid) dreams. Feel free to comment and share your own similiar experiences. 3-4 of my dreams from the start will not be correctly time stamped, I just know that I had two of them in one night. Stats since joining DV: Recalls: 5 Long/Vivid Recalls: 1 Most Recalled Per Night: 2 WILDs: 0 DILDs: 0 DEILDs: 0 Lucids: 0 Best dreams so far: Hulk NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID [DD][MM][YY] Recurring Themes: My Dad 'Faces'(Unknown people that are just part of the background, I never take notice of them.)

[Tunorz]

This is my fifth dream but my first that deserves a post on its own. 12.02.2010 Hulk (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This dream contains me, my dad and 'faces', who are just people that I don't take notice of. I am in a research facility and somehow I am turned into the Hulk. Or maybe I was the Hulk from the start? I developed this thing called 'Recall'. At the moment it was at 100%, and it would be higher when I remembered things. Before I went to sleep I was reading about dream recall. For some reason I decided to leave and go driving. I left through a door and into a large, white tiled room, empty apart from a door and a nuke. The nuke was bouncing around all happy. I backed away but it told me that it had been disabled ad it wouldn't blow up. Seems my subconcious personified a nuke. Weird huh? He kept bouncing from left to right and I kept dodging as I was being as careful as I could. I managed to get past him but then he (just noticed I am calling it a 'he', just seems right) bounced towards my back and I kicked him away. He bounced on the spot a couple of times and exploded in a blue, cartoon sort of way. My 'Recall' dropped to 50% after the explosion and from then on my dream seems less vivid. I do remember leaving the room, standing next to the car and walking up onto a chair to try to reach the car, only to realise after two attempts that the door was further over and I didn't need the chair. I jumped into the passenger seet and my Dad got in and drove out of the parking lot. It reminded me of my old school's. We had a short discussion, perhaps something to do with a cousin of mine(?) and the dream abruptly ended. I don't have a pad but my latop was nearby

[Tunorz]

Here are just some fragments I have collected so far. (Incorrectly time-stamped) They will likely be extremely boring so feel free to gloss over them. 01.02.2010 Scott Mills (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID After Chappers left the show Becky and Scott decided to give up on their show. Scott joined Sara Cox's show and was unusually quiet all show. 01.02.2010 Will Smith (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Just fragments of Will Smith back in the days of Fresh Prince. If you don't know who Scott Mills is he is a Radio One presenter, and one of the team left last Christmas. The weird thing is these two dreams happened in one night, and were both fragments about celebrities. Here I have a couple that I hastily typed on my iPod in the middle of the night. I apoligize for the lack of quality. 27.01.2010 Palomia (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID This whole dream was a news report of a country called Palomia. Note that this happened just after the earthquake in Haiti. (I know Haiti is not in Africa.) Apparently Palomia was an African country that for some reason was featured on the news. There was an interview with a succesful Palomian actor who had a huge number of wives. I seemed to have a Palomian friend living nearby and as a result of whatever was on the news I slept round his house. 26.01.2010 Dad (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Fragment of a friend of mine. Something about my Dad. This dream featured more of the 'Faces'. Worst. Dream. Ever.

[Baron Samedi]

What was so bad about the Faces dream? And what does "Faces" mean? Like Faces of Death? That's really cool that you turned into The Hulk. Think about turning into the Hulk before you go to sleep, and read some Hulk comics or watch some movies our cartoons about him. I like to turn into The Green Lantern.

[Tunorz]

What was so bad about the Faces dream? And what does "Faces" mean? Like Faces of Death? That's really cool that you turned into The Hulk. Think about turning into the Hulk before you go to sleep, and read some Hulk comics or watch some movies our cartoons about him. I like to turn into The Green Lantern. There was nothing bad about the faces dream. I see the 'faces' often so I put them in my first post. 'Faces'(Unknown people that are just part of the background, I never take notice of them.) The 'faces' are just people whos faces are just a blur. Maybe I should call them 'not-faces'? I just tend to see lots of people but only remember the faces of a select few, yet the prescence of the 'faces' seems quite important to me for some reason. The Green Lantern would be epic. I'll try reading some of Blackest Night before I go to bed, thanks!

[Tunorz]

Well, no dreams today. Well there was a dream but I was too tired to write it down

[Tunorz]

I haven't forgot to update this, I just haven't had a dream for a while. I need to get back into my usual sleep pattern

[Tunorz]

Finally I got another two dreams last night. I may have finally come out of my dry patch. I'll start of with the smallest but best dream of the night: 20.02.2010 Dog-Bird (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID Fragment. I am in a field with a few 'faces' again. Suddenly and huge bird the size of a medium sized dog jumps into my arms and licks my face. Short I know, but the bird was so vivid if somebody showed me a picture with the types of bird I could easily find out it's name. 20.02.2010 Theatre (Non-lucid) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID My family and I went to a shopping centre of some description. We shopped for a little while and eventually came to an area that housed a theatre. We took our seats and I plugged my headphones (that I own IRL) into the holes in the seat. Apparantly the sound from the actor's microphones where directed through the chairs, but only a few people had headphones on. (There was about 3 of us all with the same pair) A man started singing and we all began to clap as the show started. Characters began to fill the stage and they were all dressed akin to Tim Burton's Sweeney Todd. Suddenly my attention was distracted from the stage as I realised that my headphones where not working. I pulled them out of the holes and realised that the jack was missing. I turned to the man next to me and began explaining how I ought to send it back, and how it was of shoddy quality.