The Depth Exposed

So yeah, I thought I'd start getting in touch with my dreams again lately, good time to start a DJ.
I'll type this stuff out, but if I'm lazy enough I might just scan in my handwritten one and throw the image out here, so be prepared.

17. - 18.04.

Falling stars

I'm in my place with a guy friend but I can't tell who he is. I think he changed his appearance several times throughout the dream, too. We're in front of my house and all the surroundings are very normal, all structures, plants and trees are where and how they are supposed to be. It's night and a very starry one.
I constantly wait for falling stars (there's quite a fuckload of them, not like every 5 seconds about 6000% the normal amount you'd expect to see at night) and when I see one, I reach out to touch it. I don't know what the trick was, but sometimes when I reached out for them, I'd catch their "trail" [You know, that glistering white trail that's always behind the actual falling meteorite]. Sometimes it worked and other times it didn't, but when it worked it was an incredible feeling. The trail trickled into my hand like sand, but it felt warm and sparkly. I could feel it as small dots full of warm, soft energy landing in my hand in dust form. When I looked at it, I had a hand full of a dusty substance, glowing golden just like a falling star. I loved that feeling and my friend was impressed, because for some reason he couldn't do that.
The actual meteorite only shows up once, in form of a small stone, nothing really special about it. It's gray and cold. I show it to two girls who suddenly are there, too. They are also unable to catch the trails like I can. That's where the dream ends.

[The feeling of the stars trails in my hand was actually very very awesome and it's hard to explain. The best I can really come up with is like dusty energy landing in my palm and running through my fingers. I'm almost craving that feeling right now, definately something to remember for the next lucid dream.]

dude! that sounds so cool! i wish i could hold star tails. i'm gonna assume you're a drummer from your avatar and say "Rock on brother."

Yeah I'm a drummer, thanks mate :'D

19. - 20.04.

I don't remember a whole lot, there's only two fragments.
One only lasts for a few seconds, I and someone whom I don't know are finding our school's janitor on facebook. I don't know where we are, I don't know anything really.

And another dream had to do with club sandwiches. But that's all I know.

22. - 23.04.

As a fragment, I remember some girl running away from someone who is trying to rape her. She finds it really funny.

Then there's my family and some friends cleaning up our house. There are a lot of medical instruments around, scalpels and a lot of syringes. They often get dropped, the syringes break. We're taking everything out of the building, there are some rooms completely emptied out. Our ground floor (nobody lives there anymore) looks a little like it did 10 years ago when we moved in here.

At some point there were two girls making out. wat.

And then it's me practising double stroke rolls on a HiHat cymbal. Somebody is with me, I don't know who. I can't remember the surroundings.

24. - 25.04.

I'm in the back of our yard with a couple of friends. I can't remember what we're doing.

I have a false awakening and go downstairs. A friend of mine is there and he walks pretty funny, messing around like there was no gravity. I realize I can infact levitate and do some RCs. They fail, I get lucid. What I do now is some stuff that the public need not know, let me just say it's... involving genitals and fetishes. I also fly around a little and impress everyone with it. At some point I lose lucidity. I get up to my room with a girl I just met at a club in real life a couple of hours ago, (fun story there but that's something different) and I try to look the door, but then the handle comes off and I can't. People keep coming in. The room I'm in is not my room, if I didn't know any better I'd say it's just one wall and a door and no other walls, all of that out on our yard.

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Originally Posted by Überschall

What I do now is some stuff that the public need not know, let me just say it's... involving genitals and fetishes.

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hahaha it must REALLY bad cuz others have posted some sexual stuff that is really fucked up sometimes.... not to judge you or anything

Or maybe I'm just a little shy. :Ü
Honestly though it's not actually that fucked up, I'm still not going into detail anyway. :P

i know im just messin around

I know I know, no harsh feelings. :'D

25. - 26.04.

I am at school, everything is fairly normal around there. I get into the room I'm going to have class in. The tables are arranged in a T shape facing toward the blackboard. There is a slim, small tree growing through one of the tables, the table has a cut out hole in it to allow the tree to go through. We shove the table around a little and realize we can't get it somewhere else because of said tree. I sit down on a table close to the blackboard and look to the back of the room, where there's my band's guitarist and some girl who just picked up an electric guitar plugged into some amps in the back of the room. Julian (the guitarist) says "I just like to have her play guitar, let's see" and she starts to play the lick to the bridge of "What it is" by the Dire Straits. She plays it perfectly, but I'm not satisfied with the sound of the guitar, so I get over to the amp and fiddle around with the EQ and some effects for a while until I find the sound to be good. I get back to my chair, but when I listen to her play again, I still don't like the sound. I shake my head and say [prepare for some radical shit] "Nah whatever, that's what it is now". Julian laughs about it.

I can really see my dream recall getting better, awesome stuff.

26. - 27.04.

I'm walking the 3 mile trip to school as I usually do when I feel like having some peace of mind. The only thing really strange is that the path is to the left of the road, when it's actually to the right.
The dream started about half the way and now at 2/3 the way, there is a group of people doing some motivational shit. I overtake them, but when I reach the roundabout they're already there. Just as I cross the road at the roundabout, there's a guy in a wheelchair who wanted to make a dash down the road, but now can't since I crossed his way. He looks pissed.
Right now, it gets a little strange. The scene resets and I'm once again crossing the road, same thing with the wheelchair guy, he looks more pissed. Scene resets once more and I cross his way again, this time I turn to him and go "This will be the last time, okay? Also I'm really sorry for crossing the street at a public crossing."

27. - 28.04


First one, I'm at school in our arts room. Someone I don't know offers me spiked candy. It's shaped like little Pikachus. I eat a half one. Others laugh while I start feeling stoned.


At school again, I'm walking through the entry hall with a cup of coffee. I meet my ex's sister Julia, who is really happy to see me, hugs me and asks me how I feel. We talk a little and at some point she tells me to "come back", as in get back together with my ex.
She asks me wether I'd want to and I reply "I don't think that still matters". She almost starts to cry and says she really wants me to, hugging me once more. (I fucking HATE you for this one, subconscious. I really do.) All the time I'm really worried about spilling my coffee. At least three times during this conversation a girl walked past us whom I just got to know a couple of days ago.

29. - 30.04.

I remember preparing myself a cup of coffee and pouring an assload of sugar in it. An assload. There's a scene missing now and next thing I know, I'm lying in a bed with a girl I don't know. She says that she's thirsty and I hand her the coffee with the words "Might have not enough sugar in it." for some reason, eventhough I realised that it has wayyyyy too much in it.

30.04. - 01.05.

Great night.

First there was a dream where some girl about my age had a baby and brought it to some kind of social meeting thing, fucked if I know what that was. She gave her child to me for a second because she needed to go somewhere, don't know what she was doing. I took care of the child for a while. I never got up to go anywhere but the location changed several times. At some point my mother was next to me and I asked her how old the baby was. She said "Seventeen" and I looked at the child again, who was now very well a teenage girl.

Then there was a very very vivid false awakening. Everything felt extremely real, but I still did an RC by looking at my hands. My left hand had 9 fingers and I was flattened, but I counted them over and over again to be sure. Everything was just so realistic and vivid that it came as a huge surprise for this to be a dream. I got lucid now though and got out of my room and down into the livingroom. I looked around and thought to myself how awesome it will be to remember this one. Sadly, this is where the recall ends.

And the third dream I remember starts with me being way at the outer edge of the village I live in, which is also where my workplace is. I realise that it's too early for me to work and that I have five bucks on me but no cigarettes, so I walk to the next machine I know. It has a variety of cigarette brands that don't exist in reality but in my dream I knew all of them, figuring that they are all light cigarettes and that sucks. So I walk down the road. To my right side is the graveyard and I hear someone playing a harmonica from there. As I get further down, there's a car driving by with its windows rolled down and someone in it is playing harmonica too. In a pretty funny twist, I get out a harmonica and play, too, but only for a short time. By now I've reached our village's little store and figure I could get in and buy a pack of cigarettes.
The clerk inside is pretty busy sorting some shit around and when I can't immediately decide on a brand of smokes, he gets a little pissed and just goes "How about the usual?" throwing me a box of cigarettes. It's a red John Player's Special box of normal size at this moment. I pay him with my five bucks and leave the store. As I look at the box again, it's black by now and HUGE. It says that there's 55 (!) cigarettes in it and it would cost 9€. I'm pretty happy and say out loud "Haha, I ripped that asshole off!".
Right now at this moment I'm heading for work again but then I figure I still have hours until I actually need to be at work and turn around to go home.