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I had been sent a few years into the past, into the body of my younger self, by unknown means. I was completely ecstatic that I'd know everything that was going to happen and determined to milk the situation to the very last drop. So I wasn't very subtle about my newfound advantage, and went around laughing, joking, and speculating a lot, feeling very free and confident.

Then I was with a bunch of people when I saw a black car, parked quite out of place, and instinctively recognised it as the car of a Japanese cosmetics tycoon. I basically thought making fun of him would be a great idea, but of course, it would have to be a proper battle of wits. A listing of rhymes and patterns of speech popped out in my head, some of them quite awful ('cake' with 'shake', what does that have to do with anything?) and then a whole poetic monologue which the people with me delivered to him. ('Dear sir, something something something.') He didn't say much back, I don't think I even saw him through the car windows.

A strange thought came into my head, 'I really like this dream'. Then, 'Oh, of course, it's a dream, not real.' It did confuse me for a bit, sort of disappointed it would end soon, but I thought about all that dream stuff you hear about and how you could do it now. The dream collapsed soon after though.

Things like this about time travel have been floating in my head a lot recently, and it's these sorts of stray thoughts that end up in my dreams a lot. I think the idea of a cosmetics tycoon is suggestion from a sketch I watched, and some of the listing rhetorical stuff in my head while talking to him probably came from a small passage in a newspaper about dancing, somehow.

Business School

I needed to get a form or something for a business I had. It was not much of a business yet, but I had a license and I was trying to protect it.

I drove somewhere, following someone, and not really knowing where I was going. I ended up in a class with high-school students. When it was time for class to let out, I tried to put all my stuff away and just get my business license, but there was a lot of crap on my desk and I couldn't find my license.

There were tiny pencils, some sharpened at both ends. Someone thought tiny pencils were neat; they needed to be thrown out. I picked them up and put them in a reservoir attached to the desk.

I found a book with papers in it as book marks. I looked at each paper to make sure I could throw them away. None of them had anything on them, so I threw them away. I inspected the book to see if it was important--it said, "Sotobirds" or something. It was inspired by what I'm studying these days, "phytochemicals." I have a packet in my truck IWL with that title.

My friend left the class and I got nervous because I didn't know how to get back where I was going. Then the teacher came in and sat down with me. I told her I didn't think I would graduate and she got concerned. I thought it was funny she didn't realize I'd only attended the class today and one other occasion (false memory). I quickly told her I was joking, and explained my purpose for being in the class.

I eventually left and indeed did not know where I was going.

I forgot the rest of the dream.

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Business/nature

I was driving to someones house iKnoW. I didn't want her to think I liked her, which I did, but I was in the area, and was just going to go by her house because something near her was nice to see.

I decided I better not go by and see it though. I continued to drive on a hilly street. I saw Jim Rockford I think. He was on a mechanical device like a cherry picker that held three people on poles that went out in different directions. The center would rotate and all three people would move up or down as though they were on a Farris wheel. One person would make a hand signal or whistle or something, and a guy in the control seat would turn the entire unit, and all three guys would start going around.

Jim didn't like the job because the hours were far and few between, but then he got a check for $50, 000 and decided that he could take the few hours because the money was so good.

I ended up in a shop. A boss figure was looking at some paperwork. Two guys had filled out their business licenses correctly, but mine was wrong. I asked what was wrong and he showed me the paper. He then asked me to name two adults. I named the first and he said that was wrong and that I didn't understand. He was going to explain it to me.

I went outside and told someone what was happening. The boss wanted me back in and thought I was talking about him. He then asked me surprised if I really had an avocado plant growing at home. I told him I did, but it was very small and would never bear fruit. He was very interested, but didn't quite believe it.

We ended up talking about the soil in a lime tree I have. I showed him how rich it was and told him the soil was from my compost heap. He was impressed that I had such nice soil. I told him that I would have a lot more soon since I've been building it up again.

The man took a step back and almost stepped on a huge worm. I looked at the worm a couple times and it turned into a new clutch of baby brown snakes. I said, "Watch this."

I started scooping them up all at once. Then I started picking up one at a time to get the rest in my hands. I knew they wouldn't bite me because they don't bite IWL. I then came to a couple different king snakes and a copperhead. They were small also, but I recognized them. I picked up the king snakes, then the copperhead struck at me. I pulled away quickly and then showed the man and other people all the snakes I had.

The End

A lot ore recall last night. Wondering if its because we switched the bed to the back, or because I was wakened "just enough" to wake up and fall back to sleep by the fact the bed doesn't have enough padding. Grr... hard lumpy beds suck.

Anyway. Sand. A hotel made of sand and underneath a beach somewhere, right on the tides edge (brilliant), advertising that you could power sleep in this underground, sand-built room and get the best sleep you ever had. LOL. I didn't sleep in it, but a friend of mine and her son rented a room, and the tide (of course) came up and washed straight through her side of the hotel, collapsing the roof on top of her. So the dream changed and my partner and me are helping find a house for her and her son to sleep in. She chooses this old neighborhood, bad neighborhood, I don't want her to stay there. The house is very old, haunted house, so old its leaning. Lots of scratches on the table, we watched scratches appear and a message appear on the old dining table. I don't remember the message on the table. My partner is walking around checking the radiator heater, the faucets and pipes for leaks, the wooden floor for bad spots (finding them all). I'm downstairs, I refuse to go upstairs. The boy (about 3-4 years old) goes upstairs alone, comes back down and says thats where the ghost is, he's not scared though. He just says "shes like an old lady."

IRL - I havent seen or spoken to this friend in about two months, but I do think of her often. Shes young enough to be my daughter. I used to work with her, and she is very sweet. I think her son IRL is 6. I'm wondering if the dream was about "rooms" and "housing" because my partner and I are in dire need for a good bed. Its hard to find a mattress to fit the only bed we have (a fold out couch), and its falling apart - not meant for daily use lol. I made us a pallet in the back room, it would be great, except it needs thicker padding (or a mattress). Bleh - crushed some kidney stones last night sleeping on that thing, peed blood this morning, had a hard time walking the first hour or so. I'm good to go now. Had my coffee Bring on the Saturday!

I laid down to WILD and waited. I found myself nodding off but caught myself and continued. I saw mostly nothing, but after a while an image started to come into view. I saw an ice cream parlor, with a checkerboard theme and pink neon lights. There was a girl behind the counter but I couldn't see her face. I was kind of there, in the scene, but at the same time I wasn't, it's a hard feeling to describe. By now I was feeling really intense vibrations, and I was beginning to almost materialize there. I took a few steps, and it actually felt like walking, as realistic as it gets. Then I turned and started running parallel to the bar and the scene was fading, I was in some kind of tunnel of white light. I kept running faster and faster until I jumped up and lost the feeling of the ground under me. I thought I needed to actually enter the dream or something, hoping to break free from my physical body so, so I kept going, but I was suddenly jolted awake.

I'm confused, was I already in the dream? I felt like I was still partially in my physical body. I hear that you should roll over or try to get up out of it, should I have done that? But what a rush, though!

Non-lucid: grey
lucid: blue

The first thing that I remember is that I was going with my family to Bejaia (a coastal city). Our car was different as it had 7 seats instead of 5. I sat in the middle. The car started to move to our destination. I just enjoyed seeing the different landscapes that we passed by as the car was moving on the road. The sun started to raise when we left our hometown.

I can't remember exactly but I think a lot of time passed before we saw another city. I saw a building that can only be seen in setif (another city). I yelled: We're only in setif! This trip is taking so much time! My dad turned and told me: Don't worry we're almost there. I calmed a bit.

memory gap

I was running. I believe it was night time. I bare feet and I could feel the grass whenever one of my feet hit the the ground. Then I remembered, and said to my self: didn't I just went to bed? I already knew I was dreaming but I confirmed it with a nose plug RC. As soon as I felt the air rush through my closed nostrils the scene completely changed. I was in what seemed to be an airport. looking to a city covered with mist. Later on I knew that city was Jakarta

Spoiler for Jakatra :

Fascinated by the view as I'm a third world country inhabitant. Living in a small town. I didn't saw much skyscrapers in my life. So I just walked slowly enjoying the view. Little kids playing soccer there and some advertisement boards over there. Grown grass on both sides of the road that I was walking on. I then decided when I reached the skyscrapers that I should set a goal. I tried to remember the TOTM and I remembered something about snow. Oh yea I have to make it snow, I said to myself. I thought of just asking for snow but that seemed boring. After a few moments I decided what to do. I clapped my hands pointing them to the sky. A huge shock wave was the result of my clapping. that shock wave headed straight upwards and into the white clouds. I expected grey clouds to gather and that's what happened, and then it simply started to snow.
I then -happy with my results- decided to just do random stuff (which was the thing that made me lose lucidity) I remember jumping very high then falling and then waking up.

I woke up in my grandparents's house. I searched for my DJ to write my dream but couldn't find it. I then woke up for real.

Been several days since I last wrote in the DJ. I hae recalled more dreams, but for several reasons I haven't been able to remember/write them down, bleh ..

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I was in my room, with one of my friends. I'm not a 100% sure what we did, but we talked about fireworks, of which I have a few, both in reality and in the dream. There is this other small room connected to mine where I keep them, and we went inside to see.*

Basically, all the normal fireworks/crackers I have were in there, so I told him a bit about each, and I went out of the room to show him another few that I had on my bookshelves (apparently). One was this long tube, which was rattling, as if it was filled with pebbles. It had bright colors on it, and I was completely sure it was called Cobra.

There also was another tube, except this one was so tall it reached the roof, as well as my floor. I still managed to put it back on my bookshelves though, somehow.

I went into the small room again, and something was different. Things were scattered on the floor, small paper boxes had little marks on them, in the same place, which made me think something had bitten into them. My friend told me different though. The boxes were on the floor, which was very clear, and a bit dusty.

Now, a few new firecrackers had appeared on my shelf. Somehow, this odd little container, which was shaped somewhat like a mana potion, with the text 'Hawaiian Blue', was a firecracker. The content inside was a thick liquid and was colored a darker green.

My friend decided to stand behind my desk and pour some content on to it, and I was really distraught, as the container apparently cost 200 SEK for just three of them.

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Notes: There were several parts of this dream where I could have gotten lucid, with awareness. It's pretty clear I must practice some more with that, as my dreams are getting more vivid already!

i am fairly ill, getting over a virus today. last night it peaked while i slept causing an eerie dream and then quite an intense nightmare:

i had a dream that a man whom i have seen come into my work was wandering around my house in the dark. i saw him and kind of said hello and goodbye, implying he should leave. i noticed one of his ears was bleeding but didn't say anything as i wanted him to leave, not stay and discuss this. i got him out the door and as i walked back to my bed room i felt fear of faces in the dark. i told myself it was in my head but got out my cell phone to light up the room anyway.

i believe i had a brief awakening and then i had this dream:

it's night time and i'm driving toward a bridge to see my mother and wondering whether or not i'm going the right way. as i crest a small hill my car leaves the ground a bit like jumping a ramp. then i notice i can't see the lines on the highway. i try to close my eyes for a second and then find i cannot open them! i feel the car swerve a bit and fear i will drive off the bridge into the river. i feel the car fall and then hit water. i feel it sink and begin anticipating the freezing cold water pouring in. i think about breaking a window and swimming up but truly and deeply know this is the end. i'm full of terror and yet i still say something sarcastic: "well i guess this is the part where i die." i finally get my eyes open in the dream to see the inside of the car and then i awake in real life, quite shaken from this disturbing dream.

largely the intense fear was directly on par with what it would be in reality, however i do not usually have dreams like this and so i think my mind was creating a dream in relation to the turmoil my body was going through in trying to eradicate the virus.

Dream 1: "BIG MAN"
Me and my family is not here at our current residence. We are at our older house in other city. My younger brother is taking us to a restaurant named "Big Man" to give us a party. Restaurant walls were embedded with glass peaces.

Dream 2: "Sleep Paralysis"
I am dreaming that I am trapped in a very dirty and dark room. And I am very worries and scared. I can listen voice of a female in darkness. and she is saying me that dont go into sleep paralysis while smiling because it will kill you.

Dream 3: "Peaces of sleep"
I am sleeping and waking up constantly.

Dream 4: "Hated Person"
I hate my cousin a lot and i dont want my family to contact them. But My mother is gone to their family's house. I waiting a lot for mother to come back but she is not coming. Now I am going to the house of my cousin to take my mother. When I am there I dont remember the details but the situation is very tight.

I can remember walking home from school, when I looked over my shoulder to see a huge mushroom cloud begin to rise, painting the sky orange. I ran into my house, and I could feel the heat from the blast on my back. While I was running up the steps to my porch, I thought.
"Is this a dream?"
I didn't become lucid. I can remember going inside to find my parents standing in the front room. We all hugged together. I woke up, terrified.

More Acrobatics (4:10) (LUCID)

I'm jumping around a room and doing backflips. At some point, I realize that I'm dreaming. I try to duplicate some moves I've done previously. There is a man in the room who comments, "I've always thought that anything you like doing is worth doing three times." I think this is very wise.

Log Cabin Tent (10:46)

I'm setting up our family's tent at the campsite before the rest of them arrive. Its walls are made of logs, and they unroll in sheets. I'm trying to set up a pole when somehow I drop it. It falls precipitously into the neighboring campsite, where another family is setting up. They express commiseration and come over to try to help me, but I show them that even though it looks like a log cabin, it's not really any harder to assemble than a tent, so I can manage on my own. Suddenly the family's dog runs in the front door, barking. It jumps up to put its paws on the front wall, and the wall falls over. Okay, I'm willing to admit to the family that /that/ was annoying. They apologize and leave in order to restrain their dog.

Later, I'm getting ready for bed, when I realize that all of the windows are open and everyone in the nearby campsites can see me undressing. There are at least five people visible, walking around. So I stop what I'm doing and go around zipping up windows. Suddenly I hear another zipper, and I see a shadow on the roof that indicates someone is walking by, zipping up the ceiling window as they go. It feels like an uncomfortable violation of my privacy. It also makes me feel bad, because that person was evidently annoyed by my undressing--enough so to come over to close the windows zirself.

At some point my family shows up, and we start decorating the house. Right now, it's the kids' job to chop up garlic into bead-sized pieces and put them in small dishes in the guest rooms. The garlic is lilac-colored. It seems like a rather silly chore, but my parents insist that the guests will appreciate it. When I'm almost done, I notice that the ziploc bag containing the garlic is itself made of garlic. Not wanting to waste any, I cut off a piece of the bag with approximately the same mass as the other pieces we've been cutting. I put it in the bowl, but somehow I can't bring myself to leave it there. It looks so stupid sitting next to the uniformly shaped other pieces.

Frags:

• "dishwashing" (?)
• a road map with a yellow highlighted route--some kind of tour

Dialogue

woke three times last night. Each time I woke I was typing in my phone and some one was typing back. I could read their words.

Maybe I 'm being encouraged to write in dialogue. Like maybe folk would understand me writing in dialogue. Sounds challenging because I don't know how to do this.

The dialogue flowed and was absorbing and natural.

It was a very unusual dream. It seemed like one dream woked from three times.

Feel I should do something about it and go learn the art of writing in a dialogue format.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a fairly long dream, but I can remember the first part only slightly. I was a soldier in a war, I see someone who I don't like has a greater rank than me, so I decide to become an officer.

*Blank*

We are a group of researchers in a facility situated high up in a grassy hill, there is a big city on the bottom. A river is born from this hill. We were investigating something on this hill and one day I notice that the river keeps getting larger, for some reasons this signals the approach of a global calamity.

Next I am wandering the city at night, heading towards the hill. I'm worried that I will never see my family again seeing as there is little hope of survival. I think about calling them to warn them about the end of the world. I think my brother was with me at this time.

I arrive at an amusement park just before the hill, everything is quite dark. I finally arrive at the facility, and it's daytime. By this time there were supernatural elements about the coming apocalypse, but I remember little of them. There was some conversation about monsters and how even the properties of atomic elements were changing.

Suddenly the ghost of a janitor of the facility appears, but we manage to drive it away. We exit the facility and go to an underground shelter, although we know it won't be enough to save us. There is a vending machine on the shelter, and I see that people who drink from it grow taller, but I soon lose interested in it.

At this point the dream switches to third person, the location is the same, but I'm no longer a character in the dream.

"I" see a man in the underground shelter, who is talking to another older man. The older man suggests that he be unfaithful to his girlfriend and he agrees. The older man presents him with a box, and inside there is a demon.

This was the most intense part of the dream, I suddenly see the man being killed by the demon: a paled, pasty skin horror with large black eyes and horns. The man is impaled on its multiple appendages, some of which look like arms others like demon tails. This appears to me as a black and white still image with the demon large behind the man in its clutches, although the rest of the dream was in color and moving. Nevertheless, I instantly feel a very intense and profound sense of horror and disgust, which causes me to wake up. I have trouble remembering the rest of the dream, but not the image of the demon, who I can still clearly picture in my mind.[/INDENT]

12.07.2012

Playing Tennis and Dog (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was playing tennis in a random court that seems to be a collection of previous High Schools I attended.

Two dream characters that looked very familiar to others in waking life of Joel and Kimmy.

Joel and I were beginning to rally, and he mentioned how he tried to hit slower and softer so that the ball would bounce less. Even though that logic was kind of messed up, I just acknowledged what he said and got my racket ready.

He serves the ball under handed to me, and as soon as I make contact with the ball, I make an awkward gesture where the ball ends up flying all the way to the left side over a very tall fence.

I looked at Joel and he makes the facial expression that says, "You're getting that...not me."

I put up an "eh" face, and quickly ran to predict the ball's trajectory. I open the small get to get outside of the court, and I realized the ball landed on someone's backyard.

The layout was very weird, there was a brown picket fence, but the ball somehow managed to get on the mini-sidewalk that leads to the backyard.

There's a Pug Dog that looks pretty innocent, or just mentally deficient. I start being fearful of it, but it's not really making any reaction whatsoever. I didn't want to take any chances though, even if it did look sad and depressed.

It picked the tennis ball with its mouth, and I immediately was disgusted about this, and decided I should go ahead and leave. Problem is, I'm having trouble opening the door that I have halfway open. I tried to wiggle my way in, but I really can't get back into the area for the courts at all.

The dog is getting closer, and is being harmless, but with my anxiety and over-exaggerated fear of it made things worse. I kept looking back at the dog, and then the area I want to get to, and I repeat this for like 10 seconds until the dream fades away, or when I had a micro-awakening.

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12.07.2012

Candy Jar of White Stuff (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm waiting for someone to buy something at a store, and all I remember is shooting sperm inside of a Candy Jar.

*sigh*

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12.07.2012

Fake Death Matches (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

That's all there really is to it. It's inside of a fake bedroom, and dream characters are just making up fighting gestures where I actually think they're killing each other.

The lights go on and I go up to them and they say everything is fine. And everyone really is fine, which confuses me.

yep.

12.06.2012

Calvin and High Speed Punches (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that Calvin from Tyler Perry's, "House of Payne," is engaging in an intense battle with some random dream character.

Calvin is wearing a maroon dress shirt buttoned up along with black jeans. He's giving it his all punching this DC, and his opponent seems to be giving him an equal amount of punching as well.

Their punches are so fast that it ends up being a Dragon Ball Z type of battle where you just see random flashes and it's hard to know where they're trying to punch.

Oh, and he's also flying and punching too, and he has his mouth slightly open, probably to exhale as he's exerting immense force in his attacks.

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12.06.2012

Nazi Kamikaze Soldiers (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm inside of a store with a few random people. Everything about this area feels suspicious, like everyone is watching us, watching to see when we'll seem like we're out of synch with everyone else.

Kind of like in Inception when the subconscious manifestations of dream characters start looking in on someone who isn't in synch with the host's mind.

I believe we were trying to retrieve something, and I was going through a fairly long aisle in front of me. The flooring was all white, the lighting was pure white, and the shelves were mostly gray and dull in color.

The dream shifts where I'm trying to take something, and I'm doing a horrible job at hiding it. It's a really long white pole, that I'm putting underneath my random black robe outfit that I'm wearing.

I tried pushing the pole down to see if I can make it shorter, but the action itself was too awkward, and I started to get growing suspicion from everyone around me.

Then I heard someone state,

"Get him."

I tried to rub it off and walked casually to just to make sure I didn't assume they were talking to me. But with the footsteps picking up their pace, I made a dash for it. Things go out fairly well in my escape, until I temporarily had my speed decreased for no apparent reason.

I literally was pedalling my legs....how is that even possible? I tried so hard to speed up, and I did, though the reaction time was very awkward because I went a little too fast.

Spoiler for A bit too poopy:

The dream shifts where I'm now sitting on top of a dark red rotating chair. I have to use #2 so bad right now, and I can literally feel it being squashed as I'm trying to move around the chair.

What's worse is that there's someone to the left of me, and I'm worried if they'll smell the horrible odor, and become disgusted on why I'm not going for the toilet. I completely forget that I could go to a toilet for some odd reason.

Spoiler for A bit too poopy:

I know toilet and poop dreams tend to be signs of having to release stress in your life.

Anyway, I tried moving to the right side, trying to ignore whoever is talking to me because it's kind of hard to comprehend and think while shit is trying to come out of your ass.

So after that's settled, I accepted whatever is inside of me, and completely ignored the simple function to just find a bathroom and do #2.

The dream shifts where I'm in a mini-mall of some sort. There's a lot of dark-skinned dream characters, and I had a feeling this was a tribal setting. I also felt that these people were most likley cannibals as well.

I tried my best to remain cautious in everything that I did inside this area. It was difficult getting out, because I didn't want to stare at anyone for too long to provoke them, and also not make myself too out of norm where they might just attack me for no reason.

WILD attempt

At 11:30ish pm I put my headphones in with pink noise for 15 minutes. I woke up with 4 minutes left of this so this lasted 11 minutes.

I walked out of my house (it was nothing like my current house but instead looked rather typically American style with lovely white wooden features, quite large and pretty.) wearing jeans and thought to myself, 'What can I do?' As I thought this I almost instantly became invisible. My first thought was 'wow! This is cool!' but then as soon as I began walking down the street (by this point I was completely sure I was in America. It looked like most average American streets in late summer/early autumn time before the leaves have started to fall with wide paths on either side of the road with lots of grass) I realized that it kinda sucked because no one knew where you were and when you were on your own that wasn't fun.

After this revelation I went to my boyfriend's house and climbed up to his room and through his window. "Hey! It's me, Katie! I'm invisible!" I smiled, standing by his window.

"No way!" He exclaimed, climbing off of his bed and trying to look for me. "That is pretty amazing."

"I know right?! Want to go play tricks on people?" I grinned, leaning against the architrave around his window.

"Hell yeah!" He pulled on his coat and we both set off, finding ourself at, surprise surprise, a stereotypical American high school! When we got there I found a bucket of water in my hands and started throwing this water at people, putting the bucket down over my head (so it hid my face) and starting to spin it to confuse people. As I did this someone threw bright blue paint at me, creating a slightly human shape out of the paint in mid air. After this I dropped the bucket and ran with my boyfriend, finding ourselves in a tiny railinged-off little garden/park spot, that was surrounded by building on three sides (each building a different age and architectural style). We started to laugh together.